[Comprehensive] The fiancé he picked up by writing the article suddenly

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Suzuki Sonoko received a call from her friend who was going to get married in two months. An hour later, she was wearing a nightgown with a confused face, with an unfinished cantaloupe in her mouth, and she was at a loss. From the ground floor to the first floor, welcome the winter flowers who have come to Tokyo from Kyoto.

"What's wrong with you?" Suzuki Sonoko quickly chewed and swallowed the melon in his mouth, carefully peeping at the girl's obviously unhappy face, "Have you had a fight with him?"

"He" is of course Akashi Seijuro.

Donghua pursed her lips tightly, but her nose and eye sockets instantly turned red. She lowered her head, buried her face in the scarf, and shook her head sullenly under Sonoko Suzuki's worried and puzzled gaze: "It's me...I'm on my period." Too self-willed, having an unreasonable temper."

"So what's the matter?" Suzuki Sonoko moved, pulled the girl into his arms, and patted her on the back awkwardly, "Don't be sad, just talk slowly, what can happen to the two of you?" , who is about to get married—he lost his temper with you? Impossible!"

"He didn't lose his temper with me..." Dong Hua sniffled with a puffy face, "It's because of the wedding."

"what's up?"

"He!" Dong Hua straightened up angrily from Yuanzi's embrace, "He wants to do both Western-style weddings and pre-shrine weddings!"

"Oh, isn't this normal?" Sonoko hastily pulled her back, "A lot of big families do this, you look like the eldest son of the Fujiwara family, doesn't it?"

"Not only!" Dong Hua complained angrily, "He wants to do the Shenqian style in Kyoto, and the Western style to go to Florence by private jet??? Why go so far!"

"Ah? Florence?" Sonoko subconsciously repeated, and then cleared his throat after seeing the girl's eyes of "Is he too much?" , just treat it as a honeymoon and a graduation trip together."

"That's not the point!" Dong Hua stomped her feet, "He didn't even discuss with me, he just finished the plan on his own? Has the wedding dress been planned? Even the guest list has been drawn up! Then, Then what do you want me to do, am I not the bride? This wedding will not be attended by me!"

Sonoko rubbed her forehead silently, gaining a deeper understanding of the degree of Akashi Seijuro's pampering.

——What the hell did he do, even Dong Huahua, who was originally so well-behaved and sensible, could develop such...a lively temper...

But she was very happy to see the result. She stroked the girl's hair comfortingly and continued to smooth things over: "Isn't it because you are afraid that you will be tired? Isn't it the same when you are engaged? You just need to be prepared to be a beautiful|beautiful bride." It’s okay if you don’t? Even Florence, I will go to bless you!”

"Forget about other things. Marriage is different!" Dong Hua leaned on the sofa, hugged a pillow with red eyes, "I also want to prepare together, and the preparation stage is also a good memory..."

"Just tell him to let it go, why use such a mobilizing battle? Next time, don't run out in the middle of the night like this." Yuanzi took off her scarf and straightened her neckline, "How dangerous, you Forgot when you were freshman in high school?—I'll call him to pick you up."

Unexpectedly, the girl grabbed her hand as if holding the phone, and said sullenly, "Wait a minute."

Yuanzi paused for a moment, then turned her head, and found some kind of tooth-piercing message while looking at each other. She slowly twisted her facial features: "Is there something else between you two?"

Dong Hua bit her lower lip: "Well... this time it's entirely my own problem."

"You said you two... things came up before you got married, okay, I'm your emotional trash can today, what's the matter?" Sonoko sighed, and simply crossed his legs on the sofa, doing Take a listening posture.

"I, I..." Donghua grabbed the tassels on the sofa cushion, and it took a long time to spit out each word awkwardly, "I want to have a baby in college, but he doesn't seem to agree..."

"What?!?!" Yuanzi jumped up, she knocked over a small vase on the coffee table in a daze, "No, what do you think? Why do you have children in college?!"

"...I can't help it," Donghua said, her eyes blushing again, "After I graduate from university, I will completely join the company, and there are a few very capable children from the branch. It’s been quite a criticism of me.”

"Why? Just because you're a girl?" Sonoko raised his voice incredulously and asked back. After getting the girl's acquiescence, he was so angry that he unconsciously turned around in the living room, "Are those old stubborn people crazy??? Now Is it the 21st century?? Your ability is obviously not inferior to anyone, they, them!"

"The board of directors is not my father's monopoly. With such a large family business, there are too many things to consider." Dong Hua blinked, blinking away the blur in her vision, "Now he and I are both fledgling. It’s better to have one less thing.”

"Don't make things too complicated and pessimistic," Sonoko sighed, sat back beside her, patted the back of her hand and comforted her earnestly, "You are an upright heir, and those stubborn old people don't take advantage of you." It makes sense, not to mention that your father would never allow that to happen. But you two are fine—Riko told me a few days ago that she would never get married until she was thirty."

"What does Atobu mean?" Donghua was comforted a lot by her, and she also felt like gossiping.

"Who knows, that's up to the two of them," Yuanzi twisted Donghua's face, "Are you in a good mood? Are you sleeping here or let him pick you up?"

Dong Hua let out a long breath, and she became much more brisk after telling what was in her heart. She picked up the scarf on the sofa and put it on again: "I'll just go back by myself, the driver is outside."

Unexpectedly, as soon as the voice fell, the door of the living room was hastily opened by someone outside. The young man appeared from behind the door with an anxious face. When he saw Donghua sitting on the sofa, his first reaction was not to preach, but He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zheng," Dong Hua stood up unconsciously, "Why are you here..."

"I'm worried about you." He walked over quickly, took her hand in his, and frowned instantly, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Sonoko: "..."

Yuanzi: "My air conditioner is too rubbish, I'm sorry."

"Aren't you in a meeting?" Donghua looked at his thin clothes, pursed her lips in self-blame and annoyance, took off her scarf, and wrapped it around his neck on tiptoe, "Still talking about me, you don't have much Put on some clothes?"

"Next time you want to come out, let me know in advance." Akashi hugged her back and hugged the girl into his arms, "Don't scare me."

"I'm sorry..." Donghua grabbed his shoulders, softly rubbed against his neck and gasped, "I shouldn't have been so impulsive and made you worry, I'm sorry..."

Yuanzi watched the two of them embracing each other disinterestedly, propped their heads up to avoid the light of the couple's holy light: "You found it pretty quickly, didn't you go to Lizi's place?"

"...Going." It might be Suzuki Sonoko's delusion, she always felt that Akashi's expression was a bit indescribable, "Atobe is also there."

"!!!" Sonoko's expression turned into the same inexplicable expression in an instant, and she immediately felt empathetic and embarrassed, and quickly waved her hands, "I know, I know! I've got my toes on the ground! Tokyo Tower has been dug out, help! "

Donghua blushed and coughed lightly, and changed the topic for Sakai Toshiko: "Okay, then we'll go first, sorry for disturbing you today."

"You two are fine," Yuanzi waved his hands, and stood up from the sofa, "Where is the wedding scheduled, just let me know when the time comes."

After leaving Suzuki's house, Donghua leaned into his arms on the way home, and confessed to him in a low voice: "I'm sorry, the child's matter... I took it for granted."

"I have something wrong too," Akashi bowed his head and kissed her forehead, "I should have asked your opinion more when preparing - you decide the location, okay?"

"No need," Dong Hua raised her face, and kissed his chin lightly, "Florence is also pretty good, and grandparents won't have to worry about taking a private plane."

"There is still the matter of the child—sorry," Akashi wrapped his fingers around her hair, sighed deeply, and smiled helplessly, "I also have a problem with my attitude."

Dong Hua nestled in his arms and shook her head, her fluffy hair kept rubbing against his neck.

Although both of them have been in contact with too much prematurely, the life of adults is always fundamentally different from that of students. It seems that there are too many bumps and difficulties on the smooth and smooth road.

Dong Hua tilted her head, and glanced at the deep night outside the window. She moved her fingers, and the fingertips dug into the other's fingers, and immediately got his response, and clasped her hands tightly together.

The mood suddenly calmed down like this, and Dong Hua heard the steady heartbeat of the young man, and she took a deep breath: "I will... never be willful again."

Akashi had already reached out with one hand, pushed aside her coat and the hem of her clothes, and slowly rubbed|strobed the girl's cold belly with his warm palm. Hearing this, he didn't say anything, just shook his head slowly.

The day before the wedding, they went to a cemetery in Tokyo.

The sun was shining that day, and Donghua was wearing a long black dress. She squatted down and wiped the tombstone carefully, sweeping aside the fallen leaves and petals, and inserted two bouquets of lilies|into the tombstone.

Akashi helped her up, the wind lifted the tie on his chest, and the young man slightly raised the corners of his lips to the tombstone: "Mom, after the wedding, I will come to visit you again."

Dong Hua bowed deeply to the tombstone, and his fingers were held in his palm. The photo on the tombstone was obviously colorless, but she seemed to see a woman sitting in the distant past smiling warmly at her with narrowed eyes.

She hesitated for a moment, then laughed together, as if making some promise to the woman: "I will always be with him—Mom."

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