It's really fragrant after the flash marriage with the black-bellied third uncle

Immediately afterwards, Lu Xun drove the motorcycle out steadily.

Men with top-notch looks like Liu Ye and San Ye drove out on a motorcycle, which immediately attracted many people's exclamations.

"Oh my god! The third master is wearing a school uniform!"

"Take a photo, take a quick photo and post it online!"

"Third Master, in order to make his wife happy, wears a school uniform and drives the car, what a boy!"

"Damn it, Liu Ye is also handsome, okay?"

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooload

"Ah, mom, I really want to experience my youth again!"

Everyone looked enviously at the back of the locomotive leaving, only Lin Miaomiao and Lu Yan had different thoughts.

Lu Xun and Yuan Shen drove around the foot of the mountain, but they didn't wait for Duan Xiaobai.

The two stopped.

Yuan Shen narrowed his eyes slightly: "Duan Xiaobai won't get lost, right?"

When the voice fell, Duan Xiao Bai's exclamation came from the mountain.

"Xiaohehe, slow down, slow down."

"Ah~ah~ah~"

As the screams got closer, everyone saw Song Jiahe, who was wearing a white school uniform and a high ponytail, driving a locomotive, speeding all the way up.

Very sassy!

With excited eyes, she drove the car out of the S-shape, causing Duan Xiaobai to scream again and again, and tightly hugged her waist.

Song Jiahe slammed the gas pedal, and when they passed by the side of the car, he said, "Sixth Master, I'm leaving first! Third Master, take your time."

When the voice fell, the people and vehicles had disappeared, only Duan Xiaobai's screams remained.

Lin Qingyu couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Duan Shao must have never expected that his youth would be reinterpreted in this way."

Lu Xun was in a good mood and laughed, and said warmly: "Student Lin, I invite you to travel through time now and skip class and ride a motorcycle with Lu Xun, who is in Class A of the third year. Are you ready?"

After the voice fell, Lu Xun drove the car steadily.

The evening breeze from the mountains passed through the hair of the two of them slowly, and brushed the corners of each other's slightly raised mouths.

Lin Qingyu hugged Lu Xun's waist tightly, as if he had really returned to the past and participated in his youth.

"Student Lu Xun, from now on, I will hold you tightly, tightly."

The corners of Lu Xun's mouth curled up in satisfaction.

I just feel that the regret in a certain corner of my heart has been filled.

At this moment, Yuan Shen turned his head and glanced at Jiang Li: "Are you afraid?"

Jiang Li shyly shook her head.

Yuan Shen also rarely raised the corners of his mouth, showing a hint of a smile, and drove the car out.

Jiang Li hugged Yuan Shen's waist tightly.

Ambiguity breeds between the two.

Duan Xiaobai and Song Jiahe were the first to reach the marriage stone on the top of the mountain.

After getting out of the car, Duan Xiaobai jumped to his feet: "Song Jiahe, can't you be gentle? Can't you be nice to me? Look how romantic other people are, and it's my turn to scream."

Song Jiahe raised his fist impatiently: "What? What romance do I have with you?"

Seeing the fist, Duan Xiaobai immediately counseled: "Then we will also be married overnight..."

Song Jiahe glanced at him and corrected him, "It's the Eight Seconds couple."

Duan Xiaobai yelled sadly: "When are you going to mention this black history! Oh, by the way, let's go to the Marriage Stone to carve names."

Song Jiahe stood on the top of the mountain, focused on taking pictures of the scenery, and lazily said: "Duan Xiaobai, what kind of marriage do I have with you! Don't carve it, lest you ruin the reputation of the marriage stone."

Duan Xiaobai pursed his lips, forced his respect and said: "If I don't engrave yours, I won't engrave yours. I will find any woman's name and engrave it on it. There are many people chasing me."

As he spoke, he took out the dagger he had prepared in advance, and carved on the back of the marriage stone:

Duan Xiaobai, Song Jiahe.

While engraving, he carefully peeked at Song Jiahe, worried about being caught.

After the engraving was finished, he drew a heart, covered the names of the two, and smiled.

Perfect!

Soon, Lu Xun and Yuan Shen also arrived one after another.

Lin Qingyu saw the marriage stone, couldn't help touching it, and took several photos.

She took out the red ribbon she had prepared in advance and was about to tie it to the big tree next to the marriage stone.

Lu Xun snatched it over, took a look, and read aloud: "Lu Xun and Lin Qingyu are inseparable."

Lin Qingyu blushed instantly, and hammered him: "Who told you to read it out!"

Lu Xun smiled lowly.

Song Jiahe glanced at the two of them and trembled.

If you kill me, you won't travel with this pair next time.

It's like killing a single dog!

Regardless of other people's reactions, Lu Xuncai took the red ribbon written by Lin Qingyu himself and tied it to the highest point. Then he took her hand and went to the back of the marriage stone, rubbing a pair of names engraved on it for some time.

It was him and Lin Qingyu.

Lin Qingyu was slightly taken aback: "When did you engrave it?"

"Many years ago." Lu Xun said lightly.

It's just that what he didn't say was that a long time ago, every time he missed her and wanted her madly, he ran to this island to carve her name.

On the marriage stone, on the marriage tree, on every stone, there are his and her names.

This is probably the most confusing behavior that Mr. Lu, who does not believe in gods and Buddhas, has ever done in his life.

Suddenly, Lu Xun saw the names of Duan Xiaobai and Song Jiahe engraved next to their names, and there was a heart-shaped cover.

He frowned, picked up the sharp stone and ran towards the two names.

Lin Qingyu quickly took his hand: "What are you doing?"

Lu Xun's face darkened: "What grade is he, is he worthy of engraving a piece with me? And make a heart shape? Can he and Song Jiahe be as sweet as us?"

Lin Qingyu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Husband, you are so naive! In short, don't sabotage, don't destroy other people's marriage."

"Yeah." Lu Xun responded lightly, and then made a coquettish operation.