The gentleman, he is spoiled

After listening to Qiao Huan's words, Wenliangcheng was really excited about being able to go to the UK for further studies. He almost dragged Qiao Huan to talk about the international computer competition all night, and fell asleep until the early morning, but Qiao Huan It's true that he didn't sleep all night, and kept looking at Wen Liangcheng's face, wishing to engrave this face in his heart, the reluctance in his eyes almost overflowed.

Qiao Huan also picked up Wen Guozhi when he went to drop off the plane the next day. He knew that this was Wen Liangcheng's biggest concern.

"Chengcheng, when you arrive in England, you must take good care of yourself and eat on time, do you hear me?" Wen Guozhi's tone was full of worry.

"Well, I know Dad." Wen Liangcheng said with a smile, "You must also take care of your health."

"Hey, I know." Wen Guozhi replied with tears in his eyes.

As the airport announcement sounded, Wen Liangcheng walked up to Qiao Huan with red eyes, hugged him tightly, and said softly, "Brother Huan, I'm leaving."

"Yeah." Qiao Huan clenched his fists, trying hard to hold back the thought of tying him back.

Seeing his back disappear from sight, Qiao Huan quickly took out a pair of sunglasses and put them on.

"Mr. Qiao, isn't my son particularly outstanding?" Wen Guozhi said with a smile, wiping away tears.

"It belongs to my family." Qiao Huan said.

"That obviously belongs to our old Wen's family." Wen Guozhi looked at the tall and straight man beside him incomprehensibly. Even though he was wearing sunglasses, he could tell that his eyes were always on the place where his son disappeared.

"It belongs to my family." Qiao Huan said firmly, then turned his head and left.

I don't know why, but I always feel that his voice seems to have changed.

After a period of time, no matter where Mr. Qiao went, he always showed off his sunglasses, and his body was full of low air pressure. They were so scared that they dared not even breathe out. This situation lasted for more than a year before it changed.

Wen Liangcheng became famous in the second year after he went to the UK. In the International Computer Hacker Cup Individual Competition, his name was on the top and most eye-catching first line on the huge display screen, and behind the name was the five-star that made him proud. red flag.

And all the people in the domestic industry watched the shining young man holding the championship trophy and smiling on TV, the admiration, excitement and pride in their eyes were beyond words.

During the interview at the game site, the reporter asked him about his next goals and future plans. Wen Liangcheng had firm eyes and fluent language

"I want to let that national flag continue to rise on the highest point of the international team competition scene."

As we all know, on the day Wen Shen won the championship, Mr. Qiao put on his sunglasses again the next day.

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On this day, Wenliangcheng got out of class a bit late. When I returned to the dormitory, it was pitch black. The accommodation conditions in the UK are very good. They are all separate dormitories. They say they are dormitories, but they are like hotel apartments. The environment is very good. He was just about to turn on the lights. I fell into a familiar and nostalgic embrace.

He held back the tears that were about to burst into his eyes, and struggled hard

"Qiao Huan! You fucking bastard!" Wen Liangcheng punched his shoulder, "You said you came to see me, but it's been almost two years, where did you die!"

"Little friend, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," Qiao Huan hugged him hard, wishing he could crush him, his voice became trembling, "I dare not come, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear not seeing each other for the past two years It's your time, do you understand?"

Wen Liangcheng was crying very loudly, and his grievance made people feel distressed, but he understood Qiao Huan's thoughts. In fact, he didn't dare to contact Qiao Huan at all in the past two years. He didn't even dare to give him a message, a voice, or a video. He was afraid that the moment he heard his voice, he would give up and return to him immediately, so he had almost turned himself into a spinning top in the past two years, and he didn't dare to have any free time.

"Huan...Brother Huan...I think you're going crazy." Wen Liangcheng hugged him back forcefully, all his thoughts erupted like an active volcano that had been silent for a long time.

The two of them kissed all the way to the bed, a sleepless night, and the light was not turned on until the end.

The next day, Wen Liangcheng panicked as soon as he opened his eyes and saw no one was around.

"Brother Huan?"

no answer

"Qiao Huan!"

"I'm here." Qiao Huan replied from the bathroom.

Only then did Wen Liangcheng breathe a sigh of relief. He was afraid that it was just a dream like the countless times before. Seeing the red marks on his body, Wen Liangcheng wrapped himself in the quilt happily and shyly and rolled on the bed. .

After the two finished washing, Wen Liangcheng took Qiao Huan to their cafeteria for dinner. It was autumn in England at this time, and the whole path was covered with golden leaves, which was extremely romantic.

"Hi Wen." A blond boy excitedly came over to greet Wen Liangcheng.

"Hi." Wen Liangcheng responded skillfully.

At this moment, the boy noticed the man next to Wen Liangcheng, his cat-like eyes lit up, "He's so handsome, is he your friend?"

"Boyfriend." Wen Liangcheng said with a smile.

"Hey, I knew it, you like men," the boy was a little excited, "this time, many people should pass out with excitement like me."

"It's none of your business. He already has a boyfriend." Qiao Huan said with a dark face.

"Hey bro, relax," the boy wanted to smile and pat Qiao Huan on the shoulder, but his aura was so cold that he frightened him back, "If you have a boyfriend, you will break up, and you two Not married again."

Qiao Huan's face became even colder.

Seeing this, Wen Liangcheng quickly sent his bold British classmate away

"Brother Huan, don't pay attention to what they say."

"He's right." Qiao Huan said.

"Huh?" Wen Liangcheng asked puzzled.

"We do lack a certificate."

Then the next day, Wen Liangcheng was in Ireland.

Qiao Huan took him to a ranch, which was really like a painting, and there was a huge wooden windmill, which was very beautiful.

After a short rest, Qiao Huan took him to a place that shocked Wen Liangcheng so much that his legs went limp. It was the Irish Marriage Registry.

"Huan...Brother Huan," Wen Liangcheng stammered.

"Liangcheng, have you heard of the century-old marriage contract?" Qiao Huan said softly.

"Brother Huan, what do you want..."

"I'm standing here now." Qiao Huan stepped up a few steps, facing Wen Liangcheng and stretched out his hand, "Would you like to walk in with me?"

It was only at this moment that Wen Liangcheng really understood that Qiao Huan's move was definitely not because of what his foreign classmate said on the spur of the moment, but a long-planned plan.

Wen Liangcheng was stunned for a moment, and finally raised the corners of his mouth

"I am willing." He took his hand and took a few steps forward, kissing his lips lightly.

Ireland has a century-old marriage contract and supports same-sex marriage. He wants to make a century-old contract with his children

The two walked in hand in hand, and what greeted their eyes was a huge display screen, on which were the choice of marriage duration from one to 100 years and the price. It costs 2000 pounds a year, which is equivalent to 100 yuan, and 0.5 years only costs [-] pounds, which is equivalent to RMB four. dollars.

The two chose 100 years without hesitation. It is strange to say that the one-year marriage certificate is two big marriage certificates as thick as an encyclopedia, but after 100 years, a thin piece of paper reads "Chief Judge" blessing of.

In the empty church, there are only a couple of newcomers and the priest, and the two newcomers are wearing a black suit and a white suit.

The priest's voice is thick and loud

"Lord, let us come before you to witness and bless this newlywed couple entering the holy marriage hall, Mr. Qiao Huan..."

The priest said a lot, but when the two of them said it, it turned into three words

"I am willing."

"I am willing."

When Qiao Huan put the ring on Wen Liangcheng, his palms were covered with sweat, and even his hands were shaking.

Wen Liangcheng smiled. No one could imagine how much the man in front of him loved him. Similarly, no one could imagine how much he loved the man in front of him. He liked the marriage system of this country very much.

Ireland, the country that bans divorce — only death separates us.

There is no grand and gorgeous wedding, and there is no crowd of blessings, but they kiss piously in the most sacred place, and they will love each other for a hundred years for the rest of their lives.

—End of the text

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