After returning from the meeting, Meng Lanting passed by the school to pick up some things he had left in the office a week ago.
When he came out and passed near the teaching building of the business school, several girls who had taken her math class came towards her and met her.
He ran over and greeted her warmly.
It had been almost a week since I had seen An An and Lele.
Meng Lanting missed them very much and was in a hurry to go back.
After saying hello, he saw that they still didn't leave, so he just stood in front of him and looked at him, smiling a little abnormally. , thinking they had something to do, so he asked.
"Mrs.
Feng, have you read this issue of Business Times?"
A girl named Jenny asked her.
Meng Lanting shook his head, feeling a little confused.
The girls looked at each other, covered their mouths, and chuckled.
Jenny took out a magazine from her bag, turned to a certain page, and handed it over.
"Look, Mrs.
Feng.
In this special issue that just came out, the person interviewed is your husband, Mr.
Feng.
He mentioned your past love history."
At a glance, Meng Lanting saw a photo of Feng Kezhi used to accompany the text on the inside page.
In the photo, he has a deep gaze and a solemn image.
"Look, here, here" The girls eagerly pointed at her.
Meng Lanting took the magazine, his eyes fell on the last part of the interview, staring at the lines "love at first sight" and "falling in love", and couldn't help but be surprised.
She never told her colleagues or students who her husband was or what he did.
But Feng Kezhi often came to school to pick her up, and it was inevitable that she would fall into the eyes of others.
Now it is inevitable that she will be recognized.
He had never mentioned to her that he had been interviewed by Business Times.
That's nothing.
What surprised her was how he managed to talk nonsense in front of reporters in a serious manner.
"Mrs.
Feng, I didn't expect you to have such a romantic love history."
The girls sighed.
Meng Lanting came back to his senses, raised his eyes, met the girls' starry eyes, smiled, closed the magazine, returned it to them, said goodbye to them, and moved on.
Stop talking about them.
Even Meng Lanting himself couldn't remember that they had such a "romantic" love history.
It looks pretty good.
It's a weekend afternoon.
At 4:30, Feng Kezhi called the driver to tell him not to come.
He drove out from Fifth Avenue and personally picked up a pair of twin children who were going to school nearby.
Brother Feng Bingan, daughter Feng Binngle, An Lele, brother and sister, were sitting side by side in the back seat.
The younger sister has a childish hair with bangs, a pink bow headband on her head, a beautiful skirt, snow-white cotton socks on her feet, and a pair of soft lambskin shoes.
On her lap was an open color picture book of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.
She poked at the picture book with her white and tender fingers, and read the story to her brother in a low voice.
"Brother, Princess Snow White is so pitiful, don't you think so?"
Seeing that he didn't respond, the younger sister pouted her mouth aggrievedly and complained to Feng Kezhi: "Dad, he doesn't listen to me when I tell him stories."
The brother is only a few minutes older than the sister, but their temperaments are completely different.
Feng Kezhi felt that his son was probably a replica of Meng Lanting when he was a child.
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Just look at Meng Lanting's childhood photo that he still keeps privately.
At such a young age, even his smile is mature and steady.
Sometimes in front of his son, Feng Kezhi felt that he had to be restrained, lest he accidentally lose his dignity as a father.
But the daughter was different.
She was delicate and soft, like a ball of cotton.
She liked to pester Feng Kezhi the most.
Feng Kezhi loved her from the bottom of his heart and wished he could pick off the moon and stars and give them to her.
Listening to his daughter's complaint, he drove the car steadily, glanced at his son, coughed slightly, and coaxed his daughter softly: "It's okay, Dad is listening.
Dad likes to hear it."
"Sister, I'm listening."
The elder brother seemed to have come to his senses, turned away, and started teasing the aggrieved sister as well.
"Brother was thinking about what time mom would be back just now, so he didn't answer your question."
He added, and thoughtfully helped his sister turn the page.
My sister suddenly thought of her mother.
Mom is always so busy, even busier than dad.
I haven't seen her in almost a week.
"Dad, when will mom come back today?"
she asked her father immediately.
"Go back in the evening.
Mom has worked hard for a week and has had dinner.
You two go back to the room to go to bed early and let mom have a rest early, okay?"
he said with a smile.
"good."
The son nodded.
"Yeah.
Dad needs to go to bed early with mom.
I don't want dad to tell me bedtime stories at night."
The little daughter's thoughtfulness made Feng Kezhi smile even more.
As the car drove out of the campus and passed a newsstand on the side of the road, Feng Kezhi suddenly remembered something.
The cars had already passed by and then moved back a little.
He parked the car nearby, lowered the window, stuck his head out and asked the stall owner: " Is there a Women’s Times magazine?”
The stall owner, a plump black woman, took it over immediately.
Feng Kezhi quickly flipped through the pages a few times, paused for a moment, immediately paid the money, collected the magazine, and continued driving forward.
"Dad, why did you buy this book?"
The daughter poked her head over and asked curiously.
"Go home and show it to your mother."
Feng Kezhi said.
He took his two children back to his home near Belle Harbour, which has round-the-clock security.
Lao Yan saw his car coming from a distance and opened the gate early to greet it.
When the car arrived at the door, he immediately smiled and said without asking, "Ninth Young Master, the young lady went home just now.
She is waiting for you, the young master and the young lady. " When she heard that her mother was already at home, her daughter cheered and her son also had a smile on his face.
As soon as the car stopped, my sister didn't even have time to grab her own things.
She opened the door and got out of the car, spread her legs, ran across the garden towards the house.
Her brother helped her pack up the books, newspapers, coat, and picture book scattered in the back seat, and then chased after her.
Meng Lanting knew that Feng Kezhi would pick up his children and take them home in person every weekend.
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He was unstoppable and he didn't have to worry about it.
I had just arrived home for a while, changed my clothes, and went down to the kitchen.
I was discussing the dishes to be made for the evening with Feng’s mother and Ahong, who had just come here with their family last year, accompanied by the patter of footsteps. , my daughter’s bell-like shouts have reached my ears.
"Mom, you are back and so am I."
"Madam, please get out quickly.
We are here."
Feng's mother smiled and urged her to go out.
Meng Lanting came to the living room and saw his daughter flying towards him like a happy bird.
With a smile on his face, he squatted down, opened his hands, took her into his arms, and kissed her face. .
"Mom has been thinking about you the past few days.
Do you miss your mother?"
"I think about it.
My brother thinks about it too.
My father also thinks about my mother."
The daughter said sweetly, stretched out her arms, put them around her neck, and pressed her face tightly against hers.
Meng Lanting kissed his daughter again, then let her go.
Instead, he hugged his son who was standing aside and wanted to kiss him too.
He seemed a little shy and blushed slightly, but he still stood and obediently let his mother kiss him on the face, and then said, "Dad is behind you."
After a while, Feng Kezhi walked in, holding a magazine in his hand.
Meng Lanting stepped forward and glanced at the cover.
What he brought back was Women's Times magazine, which is very popular among women nowadays.
The content is mostly about losing weight, encouraging women to join the workforce, how to make money, tips for attracting the opposite sex, and introducing the most popular hairstyles, clothes, etc.
When she has time, she will read it occasionally.
"Watch this too" She gave him a strange look.
"For you to see." he said with a smile.
Meng Lanting thought he was a little strange, but he hadn't looked at it for a long time.
He smiled and thanked him and took it.
"Just keep an eye on it now.
It's time to sit down and rest.
I'll take the children upstairs."
Feng Kezhi pushed Meng Lanting to the sofa, and very considerately put the magazine he had just brought back into her hands.
Then he held his son in his left hand and his daughter in his right hand, and took the two of them upstairs to change clothes. .
Meng Lanting lowered his head and flipped through the magazine at random.
When he turned to one of the pages, he stopped and stared at it for a long time.
He couldn't help it anymore.
He pressed the magazine to his face and lay on the sofa alone, laughing for a long time. .
After dinner, Feng Kezhi said that he had something else to do and had to go to the study to deal with it.
Meng Lanting and A Hong helped the two children take a bath together.
Then in the living room, their son read a book quietly while Meng Lanting played chess with his daughter.
They played until after eight o'clock, a little while before their scheduled bedtime on weekends.
Feng Kezhi had probably finished his work and came over.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, leaned against the door frame and looked at the people with a smile. , coughed slightly.
The son raised his head, glanced at his father, and when he received two glances from him, he took the hand of his sister who was playing chess with his mother and said, "Mom, my sister and I are going to bed.
You and your father are going to bed too.
Bar."
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The younger sister was in high spirits and was about to shake her head when she suddenly saw her father coming.
She remembered what she had promised in the car in the evening and nodded again.
Meng Lanting took his son's hand and sent him to the room.
Feng Kezhi also walked in, picked up his youngest daughter, and sent her back to the room.
Meng Lanting covered his son with the quilt, kissed his forehead gently, said good night to him before going to bed, turned off the light and came out.
He went to his daughter's room next door and settled down in the same way.
After he and Feng Kezhi revealed his daughter's bedroom, he took his hand and led them to their own bedroom.
At the door, Meng Lanting was about to push the door open, but was suddenly blocked by him.
"Close your eyes."
Feng Kezhi said.
"What do you want to do?"
Meng Lanting looked at him warily.
"obedient."
Meng Lanting hesitated for a moment and closed his eyes.
"No, I have to tie you up.
Otherwise you won't obey."
A worried murmur came from him.
Meng Lanting opened her eyes and saw him smiling and taking out a tie from his pocket.
Regardless of her objections, he coaxed her to "stay still" while forcibly covering her eyes and tying a knot on the back of her head.
"Follow me."
Then he felt relieved, opened the door, took her hand, and led her inside.
Meng Lanting had no choice but to follow him and walk in slowly.
After walking forward for about ten steps, he stopped.
"I told you to open it, and you opened it again."
His voice rang in my ears, extremely gentle.
As he spoke, he untied the tie covering her eyes.
"Open it."
Meng Lanting slowly opened his eyes.
There were no lights on in the bedroom.
Instead, there was a beautiful palace-style candelabra lit with scented wax.
In the bright and dreamy cream-colored tranquil candlelight emitted by the candlestick, Meng Lanting saw a heart shape made of rose petals on the bed.
In the middle of the rose heart, a beautiful bouquet of flowers was placed horizontally.
Meng Lanting opened his eyes wide and was a little overwhelmed by what he saw in front of him.
He hesitated for a moment and slowly looked at Feng Kezhi, who was looking at him with a smile.
"What day is today" She searched quickly in the memory of her brain, but for a moment she couldn't remember what was so special about today.
Feng Kezhi picked up the flowers, handed them to her, stared into her eyes, and said in a low voice: "Lanting, have you forgotten, this day ten years ago?"
etc.
She looked at the bouquet of red roses in front of her, and suddenly, the memory of the past came to her mind.
She remembered Just ten years ago today, it was still a time of war.
Such a long time has passed, and time has passed by in the blink of an eye, and in the meantime, there have been many full moons, moons, and moons, gatherings and separations in the world.
But now that I think about it, the late night when she accepted a man's proposal in a deep air-raid shelter dug into the mountainside seemed like it happened yesterday.
Her eyes once again passed over the swaying candlelight beside her and the delicate rose heart.
She slowly raised her eyes and fell on the face of the man in front of her who was gazing at her lovingly in the candlelight.
Her eyes slowly became moist.
She smiled and nodded: "I know, I know it's the tenth anniversary of your proposal to me."
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Feng Kezhi smiled, raised his hand, and brushed the corner of her tear-filled eyes with his thumb.
He lowered his head, kissed her lips gently, and said, "You're very good, I haven't forgotten.
I'll reward you."
His voice was like the deepest and most trembling gorgeous tone produced by the cello in G major.
Meng Lanting's heart is like a flower, blooming silently.
He kissed her and then let go of her.
Following her gaze, he walked to the gramophone and placed the needle on the vinyl record.
The record was spinning, and amid a slight rustling sound in the blank space, a cadence, affectionate and hoarse female voice gradually came from the gramophone.
Still the efitzgerad of the past.
This time, she sang for them "ove and kisses".
"Mrs.
Feng, I have this honor.
Can I ask you to dance?"
While singing, Feng Kezhi returned to Meng Lanting and extended his hand to her.
His eyes were shining slightly as he stared at her, and the smile on his face was so charming.
Meng Lanting felt like he was getting drunk.
She gave him her hand.
He gave all his dance steps and people to the man in front of him who was the best at dancing.
His arms slowly wrapped around his waist.
Meng Lanting's face gradually leaned against his chest and he closed his eyes.
None of them spoke, except for the harmonious breathing and heartbeats between them, which were efitzgerad's ove and kisses.
It's like falling into a dream.
In a daze, Meng Lanting suddenly remembered that year, the time when they decided to cross the ocean and start everything over again.
It was a day of hesitation and hesitation.
He said that the young man back then secretly applied for the military academy at all costs in order to drive away foreign invaders.
If one day foreign invaders invade again, even if by then he has lost his other leg, he will not hesitate to return to the battlefield if necessary.
As long as he still has two hands to hold a gun.
But everything today was not what he wanted.
He told her that he could not betray the young man back then.
He also told her that one day in the future, his nephews and nieces may not need his help.
But just in case, he still wanted to do something for them and wanted to set up a fund for them.
In this way, five years ago, they left their motherland, crossed the ocean, and came here.
He said he would never change his nationality.
He is Chinese.
Finally, he said that he hoped that she would support her decision.
How could she not support his decision?
Her husband, a man named Feng Kezhi, was born as an eagle in the sky.
He was destined to never stop flying with his wings.
We are in the same boat through thick and thin, and we fly together.
This is the marriage vow that a woman made on that late night about ten years ago when she accepted a man's proposal.
"Lanting, did you see that Women's Times listed me as one of the most attractive male faces?"
Suddenly, a low voice of inquiry came from his ears.
Meng Lanting suddenly remembered what he did when he came back in the evening.
The romantic atmosphere, as if immersed in the old days, was suddenly interrupted.
She tried her best to hold back her laughter and groaned.
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"The magazine commented that my face has the sharp outlines of a Western man, but also has the elegance and restraint unique to the East.
What do you think?"
His tone was a bit smug.
"Feng Kezhi, don't you know the editor-in-chief of Women's Times magazine?
I know her.
She came to our school last year.
All her money was invested in your fund.
So" She coughed slightly.
"I think you'd better not believe this kind of evaluation too much."
Feng Kezhi's footsteps paused.
"Also, what's up with that exclusive interview of yours in the Business Times?
What about love at first sight and passionate pursuit?
I just remember that as soon as we met, you grabbed my hair and cut off my braids."
"Tell me honestly, who was the person you fell in love with at first sight and pursued passionately?"
Feng Kezhi's dancing stopped completely, and he let go of his arm holding Meng Lanting's waist.
Meng Lanting raised his eyes and saw him staring at her angrily, with an unhappy look on his face.
"Angry" Meng Lanting reached out and touched his face.
He turned his head and avoided her hand.
"Be good, don't be angry."
Meng Lanting leaned against his chest, raised his arms, hugged his neck, and pressed his head towards her.
She kissed his chin.
"I'm kidding you.
Let me tell you a secret."
"I still remember clearly the first time I saw you on the streets of Shanghai."
"You were sitting in the car and turned to look at me.
When I saw you for the first time, I was thinking about which young man he comes from and why he is so good-looking."
"Come less" He finally turned his face back a little.
He snorted.
"It's true."
"If you weren't so bad next, cutting my hair and bullying me, maybe I would have fallen in love with you by then."
Her lips came to his ear and she continued to coax him softly.
Feng Kezhi finally turned from anger to joy, touched his face, picked her up again, and the two fell on the bed.
After a passionate kiss, Meng Lanting heard him say in her ear: "Lanting, let me tell you something.
In fact, I not only tore up the marriage certificate back then, but also stepped on it.
Alas, I used to be really asshole."
"I have guessed it a long time ago.
If you have anything else to hide from me, please explain it yourself."
He was stunned and thought for a moment.
"Do you still remember that before, my father couldn't find the photos of you when you were a child?
I stole them."
Meng Lanting suppressed laughter and snorted: "Did you secretly kiss me when I was a child?"
He was stunned again: "How do you know?"
"What can you hide from me?"
Feng Kezhi was stunned for a moment.
Suddenly, he gritted his teeth, leaned into her ear, and whispered a word.
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"You can't guess this, right?"
He was a little proud.
Meng Lanting lay on the pillow, curled up into a ball with laughter, and his shoulders were shaking slightly.
He stared at her suspiciously: "Why are you laughing?
Don't tell me.
You know it."
"Who did you listen to?"
His expression suddenly changed.
Meng Lanting only smiled and could not speak.
Feng Kezhi's face became more and more ugly.
He suddenly rushed over and tickled her: "Say quickly."
Meng Lanting laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.
He begged for mercy and finally stopped.
Seeing that he was still staring at her, he bit his lip and finally said in a low voice: "I came up with it myself later.
You were so quick at that time and I followed It’s like being bitten by a big mosquito and it’s over.”
She couldn't help it, covered her face again, and chuckled.
Feng Kezhi's face became increasingly ugly.
He stared at her for a moment and then pressed her down viciously.
"Waiting to tell you to tell me nonsense" Laughter, threats, begging for mercy, combined with the melodious, hoarse and beautiful "ove and kisses" singing on the gramophone, this wonderful night has just begun.
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