Chapter 137 Proposal
Tang Rufeng matured earlier than his peers. As far as he could remember, poverty and sorrow had always been with him, filling the small rented house. His seriously ill mother lay in bed every day, either in pain and unable to sleep all night, or as quiet as if she were dead.
When Tang Rufeng was still young, he would reach out his hand to feel her breath every night, fearing that she would die quietly.
Before he tasted sweetness, he had already learned about bitterness; before he figured out how to live, he had already understood the meaning of death.
Tang Rufeng hated autumn, and hated every rainy day in autumn, as if he had died on such a rainy night in his previous life. The damp rain soaked his whole body, and the sense of death filled his heart. He felt so rotten that he felt like the dust accumulated in the corner.
That night on the rooftop, Tang Rufeng had a dream. Everything in the dream was similar to the present, but not quite the same. He dreamed that Lu Yan was about to marry Duan Jiyang, and in order to be with Duan Jiyang, the other party even donated a kidney.
What are you trying to achieve?
Didn't he know that without a kidney he would suffer endless pain?
Tang Rufeng couldn't figure it out. He ran over to stop Lu Yan, but was warned by him not to meddle in other people's business. The man's cold eyes and sarcastic tone were completely different from before. Every word he said was like a blunt knife cutting his heart:
"Tang Rufeng, you are just a little lover I keep. Don't forget your identity. My marriage to Duan Jiyang is a match made in heaven. Even if I don't stay with him, it will never be your turn!"
Tang Rufeng was soaked by the rain, his face was pale, and he trembled as he held Lu Yan's hand: "Then you can't donate your kidney, Lu Yan, you must not donate! If you donate, the rest of your life will be ruined!"
Lu Yan thought he was here to cause trouble, and threw him to the ground: "None of your business! Get out of here!"
He had gone insane in order to marry Duan Jiyang, and Tang Rufeng was also going insane. He lay on the cold ground, his eyes gradually turning red, and whispered: "Lu Yan, you lied to me..."
You lied to me...
A liar deserves to swallow ten thousand needles.
Lu Yan ignored him and slammed the door. He was a little worried that Tang Rufeng would continue to pester him like crazy, but after a few minutes, when he looked through the cat's eyes, he saw that the other party had already left.
It was raining heavily outside, the road ahead was blurry and the future was unclear. Tang Rufeng had never thought that one day he would die with Lu Yan. He fell from the roof on the eve of his wedding and was covered in blood.
It hurts so much...
But they all kept their promises, so that they can be together for the rest of their lives.
He went to his death calmly, his heart already mad.
But soon the cold pain was replaced by a soft warmth. Tang Rufeng opened his eyes in a daze. Above his head was an exquisite French crystal chandelier. The surrounding furnishings were familiar, like the duplex that Lu Yan had just bought.
A warm body was pressed against his back. The man was sleeping with his head buried in his shoulder. His breath was spraying on his neck, making it a little itchy.
“…”
Tang Rufeng turned his head stiffly, and what he saw was Lu Yan's handsome face. The other party's eyes were closed, and it was obvious that he was sleeping soundly. He then remembered that when he came out of the hospital yesterday, Lu Yan happened to come to pick him up, so he went home with him.
Tang Rufeng breathed a sigh of relief without leaving a trace. The fear caused by the nightmare finally subsided slowly, but then a feeling of irritability surged up again. Was that dream real?
He reached out and pinched Lu Yan's face and pulled it. The touch was warm and real. He thought it must be fake. Even if it was real, Duan Jiyang didn't have the courage to snatch her from him.
Someone was messing with his face early in the morning. No matter how deep his sleep was, Lu Yan should have woken up. He closed his eyes and pressed Tang Rufeng's hand. His voice was sleepy and hoarse: "It's still early, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Tang Rufeng stared at him: "I can't sleep."
He paused and suddenly whispered, "Lu Yan, if you marry someone else in the future, I will die with you. Do you hear me?"
It was rather offensive to hear such words so early in the morning. Lu Yan subconsciously opened his eyes upon hearing that, but he saw Tang Rufeng staring at him motionlessly with a serious look on his face.
Lu Yan smiled and said, "Can't you say something auspicious?"
Tang Rufeng buried his face in his arms and said indifferently, "There is no happy event, so I can't say anything auspicious."
Lu Yan suddenly remembered something after hearing this, and he simply got up from the bed, pulling Tang Rufeng out of the quilt as well: "Come on, let's wash our faces together, I'll show you something."
Tang Rufeng was tormented the whole night yesterday and was a little lazy. But seeing that Lu Yan insisted on getting up, he had no choice but to wash up with him. When going downstairs, Lu Yan suddenly reached out and covered his eyes. A low voice came from his ear, which seemed a little mysterious: "Don't open your eyes first, I will take you downstairs."
Tang Rufeng felt a little strange. The dim light made him feel insecure. "Why?"
Lu Yan: "Don't ask, just go."
Tang Rufeng groped his way downstairs while asking suspiciously, "Are you trying to push me off the building?"
Lu Yan was speechless: "If I want to push it off, I have to wait until we are married, otherwise I won't get any share of the inheritance."
When the word "marriage" was mentioned, he seemed a little sensitive and hurriedly skipped over the word and urged: "Come on, I'll support you."
Tang Rufeng had no choice but to grope his way downstairs. Halfway down, he suddenly smelled a faint scent of roses. As he got closer, the scent became clearer. At this moment, Lu Yan's hand that was covering his eyes finally fell slowly: "Open your eyes."
Because he had closed his eyes for too long, it was difficult for him to adjust to the light when he suddenly opened them. Tang Rufeng was in a daze for a moment before he could see clearly the scene in front of him. He saw that a Christmas tree more than one meter tall made of roses had appeared in the living room on the first floor. They were champion varieties airlifted from France, with light pink on top and getting darker as they went down, turning into a bright and romantic red.
A path was paved with rose petals on the floor of the living room, leading directly to the bottom of the flower tree, where more than twenty exquisitely wrapped gift boxes were placed, exactly corresponding to Tang Rufeng's age.
Lu Yan stood behind him, gently nudged him, and whispered, "Go and open the gifts. I wrapped them all myself."
Tang Rufeng was a little stunned. He turned his head to look at Lu Yan, then slowly walked to the bottom of the flower tree, half-sitting on the ground and began to open the gifts.
The first gift box contained an exquisite jadeite pendant, and on the greeting card was written a message full of blessings in a light and elegant handwriting:
Rufeng, you are one year old this year. I wish you grow up safely and have happiness every year.
The second gift box contained a fairy tale book, the third box contained a figurine, and the tenth box contained a basketball signed by a famous basketball star.
Tang Rufeng opened the gifts very slowly and carefully, even folding the wrapping paper carefully. The gift when he was twenty-two was a couple watch, and the gift when he was twenty-three was a silver ring. When the twenty-fourth gift box was opened, only Lu Yan's household registration booklet and ID card were quietly placed inside.
Tang Rufeng was stunned for a moment, and felt someone kiss him on the cheek. Lu Yan walked up to him without him noticing, and looked at him with stars in his eyes. He smiled and said, "I found the household registration booklet. When are we going to get the marriage certificate?"
The watch on his wrist was already worn out and a bit old. It was bought by Tang Rufeng with his scholarship money. It had not been changed for a long time. Lu Yan specially found the same model and put it in the gift box of that year.
He and Tang Rufeng met too late, and the beginning of the story was not a good one. Lu Yan wanted to make up for all the missing things in between, including the sneakers, toys, skateboards that boys should have, and the roses that almost everyone will receive after entering the love period.
Tang Rufeng threw himself into Lu Yan's arms without saying a word, and his force was so great that the other party fell to the ground. He tightly grasped the silver ring, and asked hoarsely with red eyes: "Is this a proposal?"
Lu Yan sat on the ground, one hand behind his back, and with the other hand caught Tang Rufeng who threw it at him: "If you think it doesn't count, I'll buy you a bigger one, how about that?"
Tang Rufeng closed his eyes and hugged him tightly, saying stubbornly: "No, I want this one."
Lu Yan took the ring out of Tang Rufeng's hand with great effort. Under Tang Rufeng's gaze, he slowly put it on his ring finger and shook his fingertips with a smile: "It's settled. How about we go get the certificate tomorrow?"
Tang Rufeng's usually gloomy eyes suddenly brightened up: "Today?"
Lu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly. He didn't expect Tang Rufeng to be so anxious: "Do you still need to go back and get your household registration book?"
Tang Rufeng said, "I brought it with me. It's in the car."
Lu Yan: “…”
Who would go out with a household registration booklet? Lu Yan didn't know, he only knew that Tang Rufeng's behavior was definitely inhumane. The Civil Affairs Bureau happened to open at nine in the morning, so the two of them dressed up carefully and drove directly to get the certificate.
After submitting information, filling out forms, taking photos, and completing a series of procedures, you will get two small red notebooks.
Lu Yan and Tang Rufeng walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau lobby and looked at the marriage certificate in their hands. They felt something was unreal: "Are we getting married now?"
Tang Rufeng didn't say anything. He held up the red book and read it again and again under the sun. He probably had the same feeling of unreality. In the nightmare last night, he and Lu Yan fell from the roof together and died in a bloody mess. But now they got the marriage certificate. He said softly, "Yes, we are married."
The road ahead doesn't seem so bad. There will be someone to accompany me on the sunny days of spring, and on the days when families reunite. Even the bleak autumn wind will become gentle, blowing the world in my dreams upside down.
The murderous intent in Tang Rufeng's heart finally faded away gradually, like ice and snow melting in the sunlight, without leaving any trace. Only at this moment was Lu Yan's crisis finally resolved.
A black heart quietly flew into the sky. Its body was dark purple with a hint of scarlet. It looked a little strange in the sunlight. A tiny electric current lingered around it, crackling:
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for surviving successfully. This interface is about to end. I wish you a pleasant journey! ]
This world can only be considered a vacation at best, and it was seized by the system with great effort. After all, the real danger lies in the next interface. Lu Yan needs to retain a chance of rebirth as his last trump card.
Lu Yan heard the system's notification sound, paused, and subconsciously looked up: "The interface is about to end. What does that mean?"
The system's body floated up and down, and said meaningfully: [You will understand in the future. ]
Lu Yandu and Tang Rufeng have registered their marriage, and they will most likely stay in this world. Duan Jiyang is already at the end of his strength, and if the nanny turns against him in the future, he may face imprisonment. After all, human nature is the most vulnerable to the test.
Lu Yan will witness countless four seasons with Tang Rufeng until his hair turns white and his life comes to the last moment.
The nightmares of the previous life will only be nightmares, just like the white mist that rises when cigarettes are lit, which can be easily blown away by a gust of wind, and what remains is just a half-burned cigarette butt, but there will always be someone who falls in love with your scars and rust.
"call……"
The autumn wind blows suddenly, and leaves fall all over my body.
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