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Baochan bought a cemetery in the northern suburbs and moved her mother's ashes out of the funeral parlor. On the day of the burial, Kuang Zheng accompanied them. The two of them swept the tomb and burnt incense together. They walked out of the cemetery in the light rain.

I got in the car but didn't go home. The driver went straight to the airport. The passports of the two of them were in Kuang Zheng's pockets. The Baozhan book had been prepared before, but it had never been used.

When they arrived at the terminal, they took a special passage to the apron, and there was a huge "white bird" parked under the hazy sky. The rear of the fuselage and the tail were sprayed with brilliant red, "Welcome to Baozhan's private jet, " Kuang Zheng snapped his fingers, "Rouge Baople."

Rouge Baople is Baochan's WeChat name, his eyes widened in surprise.

Kuang Zheng took his hand and slowly walked up the spiral staircase. The crew members stood in a row behind the cabin door and bowed to welcome them.The exclusive butler led them into the cabin, with plush carpets under their feet, several pairs of large leather seats by the window, and pink and blue cocktails on the streamlined bar.

"When did you..." Baochan couldn't close his mouth.

"I wanted to buy it when I flew to Mongolia," Kuang Zheng took off his suit and threw it on the sofa. "Do you like your little plane?"

Baochan clutched his hand tightly, unable to speak.

The plane took off slowly, passed through the haze, and flew into the blue sky. After the airflow stabilized, the exclusive butler opened the door: "Mr. Bao, there is your package."

Baochan was still confused: "Mine?"

"Please sign for it." The housekeeper handed over a piece of paper, all of which were in foreign languages.

Baozhan signed in confusion, and the butler put down a basket decorated with black bows and walked out.

"Look." Kuang Zheng stood behind him.

It must be another surprise, Baochan was mentally prepared, and said while unpacking the basket, "You must be messing around again..."

Suddenly, a little living thing came out of the basket and let out a "woof".

Baochan was taken aback. It was a few-month-old puppy, pure black, with big watery eyes. It was not very beautiful, but it looked like an old friend—it turned out that his preparation Will always be disrupted by Kuangzheng's intentions.

"It's very sad for Dahei to leave." Kuang Zheng hugged him from behind. "Now Xiaohei is here. When I'm not at home, he can accompany you."

Baochan's nose was sore, and he tried to bear it: "Such a handsome puppy, it should be called William."

William, Shasha, and Stuart are all names that Kuangzheng had given to Dahei.

"Big name William, nickname Xiao Hei." Kuang Zheng kissed him on the corner of the eye.

Baochan felt happy, so happy that he was about to melt. Pushing away slightly, he straightened his suit, and unexpectedly knelt down, landing on one knee.

Kuang Zheng was stunned. Seeing him pursing his lips nervously, he took out a red velvet box from his pocket and slowly opened it in his palm. It was a pair of ice blue emerald rings.

"Brother..." Baochan felt that his voice was weird, "I..." This scene had been rehearsed countless times in his mind. come out.

"I am willing." Kuang Zheng smiled.

Baochan held up the ring and looked at him stupidly.

"I am willing." Kuang Zheng stretched out his hand to him, the ring finger of his left hand.

Baochan came to his senses and put it on for him, flustered: "This pair of rings are called 52 Hertz Whales." The oily Laokeng jadeite is made into the shape of a wishful head. If you look carefully, it looks like a whale out of the water." There's one gray whale, and it's 52 hertz, but the other whales are 15 to 25 hertz, so they're destined not to hear it."

Kuang Zheng knew this story, the 52 Hz whale, the sound it made would never get a response from its companions.

"I am that 52-hertz whale," Baochan said in a trembling voice, "In my own small world, I thought this life was over, but you appeared." His eyes were moist, "We heard each other the sound of……"

Silly Baochan, Kuangzheng held up his face, everyone in the world is a 52 hertz whale, silently waiting for the person who can "listen" and understand himself, he knelt down and landed on one knee like Baochan.

"Actually..." He reached into his trouser pocket and took out a black velvet box, "I was preempted by you."

Baochan stared blankly at him, and inside the box was a pair of rare black rings, "It's not a precious metal, it's a meteorite found in Xinjiang," he said, holding up his left hand, "It's inlaid with black diamonds, it's not Diamonds, some unknown minerals, come from far away outer space."

He put the ring on Baochan and held it firmly: "I hope our love can span the universe and be eternal."

The tears that Baochan had been holding finally fell and slid down his cheeks. Just about to wipe them off, Kuangzheng went up to kiss the tears away, and stood up hugging him: "Do you still remember Haizi's poems? Sister, I am in Delingha."

Baochan remembers that when Kuangzheng was in the most difficult time, in Mongolia, they chanted together a thousand kilometers apart: Sister, I don’t care about human beings tonight, I only think about you.

"Guess why I know this poem?" Kuang Zheng frowned.

Baochan was a little embarrassed: "It must have been peeking at my kindle."

Kuang Zheng knew that he would say this: "No," he lifted his chin and looked into his eyes, "That's my Kindle, the first page of the first book in the catalog."

Baochan looked dazed and didn't understand what he meant.

Kuang Zheng said: "That is my kindel. I gave it to my junior when I graduated from university. There is a scratch on the screen. My mother accidentally dropped it when I came home from summer vacation."

Baochan couldn't believe it, and said softly: "It's a lie..."

"The great thing about infinity is that it can make events happen with extremely small probability, and even repeat."

Baochan knew this sentence. In his second-hand Kindle, it was not the content of the book, but a comment: "That...you wrote it?"

"I wrote it, in the library of Peking University."

Baochan still doesn't believe it, this kind of coincidence is like there are thousands of people in the world, and I...are destined to meet you.

"You haven't even met me, and you have a crush on me," Kuang Zheng scratched his nose, "Do you know?"

Bao Chan blushed and patted him, using the hand that wore the ring, Kuang Zheng immediately grabbed it and hugged him: "Hey, be careful," he kissed the back of his hand, "This is my wealth and life."

Bao Chan just wanted to say that he was "nasty", but Kuang Zheng took the ring off his hand and faced the pure skylight from the window: "Did you see, there are words inside."

Baochan narrowed his eyes, and the circle of pure black metal was indeed engraved with words, not "k&b" or "I love you", but a long string of letters without any rules: "What is this?"

Even though there were only the two of them in the cabin, Kuang Zheng still stuck to his ear: "It's the wallet password of my Zhan Guohong account."

Baozhan was stunned. When Kuangzheng started to buy, Zhan Guohong was still a small currency that had not been forked. After the 11 incident, after half a year of buying and selling by global capital, especially the skyrocketing price after the short-selling crisis, Zhan Guohong It is already a behemoth, and today, this wallet is worth at least hundreds of millions of dollars.

"If," Kuangzheng put the ring on him, solemnly, "One day I'm gone, with this money, you and Ruyizhou can still shine brightly."

"Brother..." Baochan touched the ring, not for money, but to correct his heart for him, the most precious thing.

"Don't tell anyone," Kuang Zheng whispered, "Nor Kuoting and Xiao Nong."

"I know," Baochan nodded, "This is..."

"Our little secret," Kuang Zheng winked at him, "Come on, let's have a drink."

He said to have a drink, but he didn't take Baozhan to the bar, but walked to the depths of the cabin, opened a door, and inside was a quiet and luxurious bedroom with a big soft bed in the middle.

As soon as Baochan came in, he regretted it and wanted to go out, but Kuangzheng had already closed the door and pulled him...

(Don't scold, don't scold, I know it's wrong, but there are some words here that need to be sent out orz)

Kuang Zheng knew he was going fast, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, so he wiped his face a little funny: "Bao'er, take it easy, we're flying to Italy, and the voyage has just begun."

Italy... Baozhan xxxx, what are you doing in Italy?

"Go to boeucc to eat fish first," Kuang Zhengxxxx, "then go to Germany, clone the cathedral... get married!"

Boeucc, the restaurant with the longest history in Milan, Mr. Xiao once invited Baozhan to eat fish. Baozhan mentioned it to Kuangzheng as a new thing, but he remembered it. Baochan met a better man than him, because he was that man, better and stronger.

xxxxxxxx, Baochan bit his lip and said, "You bully me, that's why I... won't marry you!"

"It's late," Kuang Zheng laughed, xxxxx, "You signed everything!"

When the housekeeper sent Xiao Hei in, he asked Bao Chan to sign a piece of paper, which was a German marriage application, as long as Kuang Zheng signed his name on it, they were legally recognized by the local government.