naruto-story Chapter 25: The Seven Years' Itch
Chapter 25: The Seven Years' Itch
My sisters, I'm sorry, but you... Handa put the unfinished manuscript in the mailbox, if it wasn't for Qianshui sister reminding us, we wouldn't have found it...
Now the finished draft has been resent to all those who have left their mailboxes under the article... Please check and apologize again...
Feng Yeshu's fingers kept swipe back and forth on the screen of the iPhone, and the calendar on it was dangling, and the conspicuous logo in it was dazzling to Feng Yeshu's eyes.
Marked on the calendar is the anniversary of his relationship with Meng Yanchi, no, or Cheng Xu.
Before I knew it, I had been with him for seven years.
Although his career is in full swing, Feng Yeshu is no longer young.A few nights ago, Cheng Xu pulled out a grayish hair from his head.Feng Yeshu didn't say anything on the surface, but when he saw Meng Yanchi's handsome face and heard him call himself "uncle", he felt a little embarrassed.
In a few years, he will really be an uncle.
Although he knew that Meng Yanchi was Cheng Xu, but Meng Yanchi's body was ten years younger than his own, and now he is only in his 20s, which is the best age.Now his career has also begun to start, and the film appointments continue one after another, especially recently, he seems to be more and more energetic, sometimes an expression and movement, even he who is used to seeing it, feels his heart beat.
There is nothing more disturbing in this world than a lover who is as beautiful as ever and you are quietly aging.
Feng Yeshu also knew that his mentality was a bit gloomy. Although no one understood the characteristics of the job of an artist better than himself, seeing Meng Yanchi dealing with all kinds of glamorous beauties, socializing and catering, Feng Yeshu had several times I have to forcefully suppress the monopoly and jealousy in my heart, otherwise I'm afraid I can't help but ask him to quit this circle, like those married actresses, to be at home with a husband and a child.
Husband and child.
For some reason, Feng Yeshu suddenly felt that this word sounded particularly pleasant to his ears.
Today is the anniversary of their seventh year of dating, Feng Yeshu has already made preparations, he has booked his favorite restaurant, the luxury hotel he has always wanted to go to, and even some unexpected surprises.
But these arrangements were disrupted by Meng Yanchi's previous phone call.
"Yeshu, there is a temporary announcement tonight, I won't be coming back for dinner, don't wait for me."
After Cheng Xu said this, he hung up the phone in a hurry, before Feng Yeshu had time to ask him when he would be back, and before he said that today was the anniversary of their seven-year relationship.
Maybe he just forgot in a hurry, or maybe...he didn't remember it at all?
A strange emotion rose in his heart, and Feng Yeshu took out the cigarette he hadn't smoked for a long time from his arms.
Meng Yanchi walked home anxiously, for some reason, he had a particularly bad premonition in his heart.
Now he regretted listening to Shi's suggestion.What a surprise... Pretending to forget the anniversary on purpose, the uncle at home might get mad before seeing the surprise.Who would have thought that Feng Yeshu, who looked indifferent and alienated on the outside, would have a terrifying desire for monopoly!Even daring to forget the anniversary is definitely an act of digging one's own grave.
Cheng Xu likes to see Feng Yeshu's expression the most when he is called uncle. There are three points of embarrassment and three points of embarrassment, and the rest are full of inexplicable affection, which makes his eyes instantly become deep, like dark and warm. Mo Yu, those eyes don't seem to age with time.
Go home and explain to him quickly...
Meng Yanchi touched the gift in his pocket, and when he thought of Feng Yeshu wearing the pocket watch he had chosen and stuck to his chest, Meng Yanchi couldn't help showing two symmetrical dimples on his cheeks.
"Yeshu, Yeshu...?"
When I got home, it was pitch black, and there was a strong smell of tobacco in the air.Meng Yanchi fumbled and was about to turn on the light, when suddenly his wrist was tightly grasped, and he was thrown against the wall with such force that he felt dizzy for a moment.Before Meng Yanchi could react, his back was firmly pressed down. Feng Yeshu's warm breath came from the back of his neck, like an electric current passing through. Meng Yanchi only felt a tingling sensation from his spine.
"Ye... Yeshu..."
Meng Yanchi hates his body very much now, even in his 20s, he is still only less than 175, compared with Feng Yeshu's height, he has no ability to compete at all!
【Harmony to be added】
Feng Yeshu rolled into a mess on the sofa with Meng Yanchi in his arms, and the two of them were relatively silent as they hugged each other's previous warmth.
"Yeshu, listen to me—"
"Ok, I know."
"You know again! What do you know!"
"I know you haven't forgotten the anniversary." Feng Yeshu said as he took out the box from Meng Yanchi's shirt pocket, which contained an exquisite handmade pocket watch.
"Humph." Meng Yanchi hummed twice nonchalantly, kicked Feng Yeshu away, got out of bed and groped in Feng Yeshu's clothes, and actually found a box of about the same size for him.
Really uncreative.
When Meng Yanchi opened the box, he stayed on the spot without moving.
Feng Yeshu hugged him from behind, pretending not to see the tears rolling in his eyes, took one of the rings with his name engraved on the inner edge from the red satin, and put it on Meng Yanchi's On the ring finger.
"Happy Qixi Festival. Cheng Xu, let's get married."