Shen Ran had been waiting for quite some time at the place where he had agreed to meet Zhao Fangchu. He looked around but couldn't find anyone, so he was so anxious that he kept walking around in circles.
"Ranran." Zhao Fangchu jogged over, panting from exhaustion. He supported his legs with his hands, bent over and gasped for breath.
Shen Ran walked over and helped him up, then asked, "Why did you come just now? I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"I was afraid that Brother Dong would follow me, so I pulled you in the way. I didn't expect him to ask too many questions today. Thank you. I'll treat you to something delicious next time."
"Who are you trying to see? And why are you avoiding Dong Ge? Why don't you tell him?"
Zhao Fangchu blushed for a moment when he thought of him. He didn't tell Yang Donghu because in his heart, although they were usually very close, Yang Donghu sometimes acted like an elder. With such thoughts in his mind, how could he have the nerve to speak to his elders.
Also, the matter was not yet settled, and if it failed, he didn't want Yang Donghu to laugh at him.
"I'm embarrassed to speak up. Just like you thought Li Zihong was a good person before, why didn't you tell me and your sister-in-law?"
Chen Ran's parents just arranged a marriage for him. The man who played with Zhao Luochuan in the lotus pond last time was called Li Zihong. The two grew up together and could be considered childhood sweethearts.
Chen Ran's mother had a very good relationship with Li Zihong's mother, and she had originally intended to bring the two together.
Needless to say, Li Zihong has only had eyes for Chen Ran ever since he learned about love. Although Chen Ran was slow to wake up, fortunately, the two of them have a mutual understanding, and good things will soon be coming.
"Hey, I didn't expect you to be shy. I didn't see which guy you were close to. Let me guess, is he from our village? Do I know him?"
Unlike him, Zhao Fangchu had already decided on a marriage, and he himself was unsure about it. He didn't want to say anything more, so he quickly stopped talking: "I'm not telling you, aren't you going to the market with someone? Go quickly, don't keep anyone waiting anxiously."
Today, Shen Ran and Li Zihong had an appointment to go to a meeting. He was tripped by Zhao Fangchu and said a few more words. As the night deepened, Shen Ran was afraid that Li Zihong would be anxious, so he didn't hesitate and left in a hurry.
"Okay, then I'll be leaving. If you don't have anyone to accompany you later, you can come find me."
This place was not far from Mingyue Bridge. Zhao Fangchu waited until the wind blew away the sweat on his body before he slowly walked towards Mingyue Bridge.
In fact, he himself was not sure whether he could see the person or not, and he couldn't say whether he liked the person or not. But whenever he thought about how he was almost caught by the bad guys yesterday and Yang Anchen pulled him behind him to protect him, he felt a sweet feeling in his heart.
Zhao Fangchu certainly knew what day it was. He didn't have much expectations at first, and at most he just thought the rally was fun.
But as he lay in bed during his afternoon rest, he inexplicably thought of Yang Anchen. Today was the day when the crowds of people from all over the surrounding villages gathered at Mingyue Bridge. Zhao Fangchu couldn't help but wonder if Yang Anchen would be there? Would he run into him? What would he say if he saw him? He wondered if he even remembered him.
It is said that women dress up to please themselves, and Zhao Fangchu is no exception. The tassel hairpin that Zhao Fangyu brought back to him from the town is the most beautiful one among all his hairpins. He did not even get up to comb his hair in the morning, just to make himself look better and to be praised for his beauty.
The closer he got to Mingyue Bridge, the more Zhao Fangchu took a deep breath and straightened his clothes. The roadside stalls didn't seem very attractive now. He pretended to be picking, but his eyes secretly looked around. He passed by several stalls in a row, but he didn't even know what they were selling.
Couples walked past him, and Zhao Fangchu suddenly felt that he was being a bit reckless. Regardless of whether he could see anyone, what if Yang Anchen was already accompanied by a girl or a boy?
Thinking of this, he felt a little discouraged. He should have asked Yang Anjin before making any plans.
There were many more couples than usual, and Zhao Fangchu seemed a little uncomfortable walking alone.
Not only that, he also saw Chen Ran, who had just separated from him not long ago, buying fried noodles from a stall with Li Zihong with a smile on his face. The two of them were talking and laughing, and even feeding each other some fried noodles. They looked very harmonious.
However, Li Zihong usually looks a little silly, but now he looks quite decent with his future husband.
Zhao Fangchu looked at them with great envy. He did not ask Chen Ran to disturb them. He turned his grief and anger into appetite, and after the man left, he angrily went to the stall and asked for some fried noodles.
Whether or not I can see him tonight is not the point, but I can’t let my mouth go to waste.
A piece of fried noodle soup cost 15 cents. The bottom was fried in a wide pan of oil until it was golden brown, and it looked very tempting. The old man selling the fried noodle soup took the money with a smile, but before he handed the noodle soup to him, he suddenly stopped in mid-air and said, "Are you alone?"
Zhao Fangchu was stunned: "What? I won't sell it alone?"
"No, no, I saw that most of the people who bought it were men with their wives, so I thought you were one too. It's okay, it's better to be alone. I'll give you more."
The old man's words were so hurtful that Zhao Fangchu didn't want to respond, but he still thanked the old man.
He smelled the aroma and took a big bite. The unhappiness in his heart was dispelled by the food. He never made things difficult for himself. Forget it, it depends on luck whether he can see it or not. It would be a pity not to visit the gathering once a year.
Zhao Fangchu's eyes were still sharper when he looked at the delicious food. His appetite seemed to be much bigger than others, but he didn't gain any weight. Zhu Cuilan said that it seemed like he ate those things in vain.
After finishing the fried noodles, he set his eyes on the sweet soup. The sweet soup was cold now, so Zhao Fangchu paid for it to relieve the greasy food he had just eaten.
Just as he was eating happily, a teasing voice suddenly came from behind him: "I said it was easy to find Fang Chu. Wherever there is delicious food, he will be there."
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