System maintenance

Teacher Wen maintained his leaning posture, the expression on his face gradually changed from a gentle smile to a hurt one, and he went over to turn off the TV.

Just arrived at the highlight and was cut off, Shen Mo didn't get angry, and asked calmly, "What's wrong?"

Unable to suppress the loss in her heart, Wen Qi asked in a low voice, "Xiao Bei, can you tell me why you don't want to go?"

Pat the black cat's buttocks to let it go down, Shen Mo freed his hand to stroke Wen Qi's hair, "This season is not suitable for travel, wait until November."

Wen Qi, who knew what went wrong, was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Xiaobei, I'm not asking if you want to go on a trip." Wen Qi kissed Shen Mo's hand with the ring, and a warm smile appeared on his lips again, "I just want to ask, tomorrow's Qixi Festival, is it a good day?" Do you want to go to Holland with me?"

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows. The task of this volume is Let's get married, and it is another task that is prone to ambiguity. He has become accustomed to the unreliability and maintenance of the system.

Even now that there is no movement in my mind, the silence is very calm.

Every day I spent with Wen Qi was very relaxed and happy. No matter when I left, I would be reluctant to leave, and I knew very well that parting was a matter of time.

"According to the general process, do I want to say this, think about it first?"

Wen Qi didn't say anything this time, just knelt down on one knee, held Silence's hand, and asked in a low voice what he wanted to say most in his heart.

"Mr. Lu Xiangbei, are you willing to marry Mr. Wen Qi and never leave?"

"I would." Silence said with a smile.

To make up for the last marriage proposal, the two rehearsed in the living room in advance, asking me to answer.

When Shen Mo got on the plane and listened to the sweet voice on the radio, he was sure that Wen Qi had arranged everything. He was a man who talked less and did more.

The hotel was booked very early, lying silently on the big bed, looking at the crystal lamp above his head, he turned over a lot of pictures in his mind, thought a lot, but found it a bit blank, finally didn't grasp anything, just followed Like the worlds he walked through, it was just a dream in the end.

There was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, and after a while, Wen Qi came out with his shirt sleeves rolled up and his hands still stained with water.

"Go take a shower and rest early."

Mo Mo rubbed his temples, patted the side, and motioned for him to lie down.

After drying his hands, Wen Qi picked up the blanket from the chair and put it on Shen Mo's body, and then went to adjust the air conditioner, and he put his arms across for Shen Mo to sleep on.

Turning over and burying his face in Wen Qi's chest, he closed his eyes silently, breathing in his breath.

The two hugged each other and fell asleep, and when they woke up, it was already dark outside.

On the second day, the traditional Chinese Qixi Festival, the weather in the Netherlands is very good, the sun is shining, the breeze is gentle, and it is a relaxing weather.

The wedding process is all prepared, and I have tried it countless times without Shen Mo knowing it, and I am afraid that there will be some missing parts by then.

Wen Qi bowed his head, Mo Mo stretched out his hand to help him fasten his tie.

Seeing the man in a straight suit, with a gentle smile on his brows and eyes, mature and charming, Silent caressed the collar of his white shirt.

"Mr. Wen, you are very handsome today."

Wen Qi curled up his lips and smiled, pushed back the hair on Shen Mo's forehead, and kissed him on the forehead.

"Mr. Lu, you will be very happy."

"I know."

Silent always had a smile on his face, passing it to his eyes. He walked on Wen Qi's left side. In the beautiful music, the two held hands and embarked on another journey in life.

The wedding was not extravagant, but it was carefully arranged. The blue sky and white clouds, and a large number of tulips bloomed, warm and beautiful.

Not many people attended, it was a same-sex wedding after all, except for the old man who was brought over from the small town, the rest were Wen Qi's colleagues, including Zeng Daxian, his lover Huang Yi, and his assistant Miao Miao were also there. Old colleagues who have been with each other for more than five years will not look at the relationship of the new couple with a different eye, but will only send blessings and applause.

As long as you love and are sure, nothing else matters.

In front of the priest, Shen Mo and Wen Qi said their vows, and changed the rings on their hands, and put on a pair with each other's names engraved on them.

Wen Qi hugged Shen Mo in his arms, bowed his head and kissed his lips, enjoying and feeling each other's heartbeat and love amidst the applause and applause of relatives and friends.

Zeng Daxian handed the red wine in his hand to the tall man beside him, "Rhubarb, I think Wen Qi's life in the future must be very good, have you noticed that although Lu Xiangbei didn't show much excitement, he can always go to Concern about Wen Qi, which means that his attention has been on Wen Qi, and the two of them are hot and cold, which complement each other perfectly."

A smile appeared on the man's handsome face, "Why, are you having a bad day?"

"That's impossible!" Zeng Daxian rubbed Huang Yi's lips with a playful smile in front of everyone.

"Director Zeng, Professor Huang, is it really okay for you to show your affection at Teacher Wen's wedding?"

Miao Miao looked at the two old men who were talking about Mai Tai and disliked each other's words, but with strong emotions in their eyes, couldn't help but rolled their eyes.

Licking off the breath on his lips, Zeng Daxian said with a smile, "I said Miao Miao, on the assessment at the end of the year..."

As soon as the words were finished, Miao Miao's face was instantly covered with a flattering smile, "Director Zeng, you seem to be younger, and you have completely fascinated the little girls in the stage."

This sentence was originally meant as a joke, but she ignored Huang Yi who was beside Zeng Daxian for a while, a man who was so jealous that he made people speechless.

There must be a reason for the incident. It is really that Comrade Zeng Daxian has too many black histories and is used to being romantic.

"Zeng Daxian, you are really capable." Looking up to drink the red wine in the glass, Huang Yi smiled gracefully, "Don't embarrass me here, and settle the score when you go back."

No matter how clear it was just a sign of anger, Zeng Daxian made a gesture of the cross in his heart, may the Lord bless him, and glanced warningly at Miao Miao who already knew he had made a mistake.

Silence and Wen Qi talked to the old man, mainly the old man said, and they listened.

"Since you're married, let's live the future well." The old man's eyes were a little red, "My son, don't learn from your father."

Wen Qi hummed, and smoothed the old man's gray hair as before, "Grandpa, thank you."

Knowing that it was not easy for the old man to accept Xiao Bei, he was very grateful and thanked God that at the most important moment of his life, two important people were by his side.

Standing beside Wen Qi silently, he didn't say much, and would make a statement when necessary to reassure the old man.

After greeting the old man, when the two walked over, they saw the same expression on Zeng Daxian's face as on the battlefield.

Patting Wen Qi on the shoulder and giving another hug, Zeng Daxian said, "Brother, congratulations on joining the team of married men."

Wen Qi smiled and said a few words. He kept holding Shen Mo's hand, and both of them were sweating.

On the same day, Wen Qi announced his happiness to everyone on Weibo, and that Weibo was reposted, including his fans and friends.

There is no change in life after marriage. If there is, it probably means that the two will be more tolerant of each other.

Three years after Shen Mo and Wen Qi got married, the black cat left without a sound. It didn't know where it went and never came back.

Mo Mo sat in the living room for a long time that day, walked up and down in his footsteps every day, basked in the sun with him, watched TV, and the black cat for a walk was gone. He felt that something important was missing around him.

Wen Qi comforted and said that the black cat probably didn't want them to see it when it reached its end of life, so it left alone.

This statement is not very credible, but Shen Mo tried to convince himself.

The old man passed away at the age of one hundred and two, very peaceful and peaceful, and his only regret was probably not being able to hug his great-grandson.

However, he was content. He lived with his grandson and grandson-in-law during the time before his death, and witnessed their happiness with his own eyes. He also felt very relieved and at ease.

When you go to another world to find your wife, you can confidently say that he raised his grandson, watched him get married and started a business, and lived happily ever after.

20 years have passed, Silence from 39 to 27, Wen Qi from 47 to [-], the house has not been changed, they will have feelings after living for a long time, they are used to and like their own home.

In order to spend more time with his lover, Wen Qi asked the station to adjust the zero o'clock program to ten o'clock many years ago. His voice is gentle and deep, and there are more things that he didn't have before. It is the precipitation of the years, and it is also brought to him by life. The experience will make people feel happy when they hear it.

Among those old listeners, some left this world, some got married and had children, and some joined Apple Channel in order to pursue their dreams and became colleagues of their idols they had always admired and loved.

There are many wonderful things in life, those that do not belong to you will be envied, and those that belong to you, what you can do is to hold on to them firmly.

Shen Mo and Wen Qi will go out on a trip every year on their wedding anniversary. Their relationship is the same as before and they cherish each other.

One day, Wen Qi came back from get off work, went to the kitchen as usual, poured the soup stewed before leaving into a bowl, carried it to the room, and saw the man lying on the table, he frowned.

Putting down the bowl, Wen Qi pulled up the blanket that had slid off, and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand, "Xiaobei, why did you sleep on the table again?"

Shen Mo pressed the center of his brows, his drooping eyes were bloodshot, he didn't tell Wen Qi the pain in his heart, but just stretched out his hand and hugged Wen Qi tightly.

Sensing that something was wrong with the silence, Wen Qi kissed the top of his hair and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

Shen Mo pinched the bridge of his nose and said softly, "Wen Qi, let's do it."

That night, Teacher Wen was a little surprised. His wife, who has always been calm and self-retained, was crazy. She clung to him, kissed fiercely, hugged each other tightly, amidst the dripping sweat, comfortable moaning, and gentle comforting, in the already familiar, Climb to the peak again and again in a perfect rhythm.

Waking up in the morning, Wen Qi hugged Shen Mo, whose back was facing him, into his arms. It was cold to the touch, and what he saw was a cold and stiff person.

His body trembled, he was dazed for a moment, his eyes were red, his eyes were blurred by tears uncontrollably, and he cried bitterly while hugging his lifeless lover.

In another time and space, in the bustling first-tier big city, Beijing, the capital of China, at eight o'clock in the morning, in one of the offices of a certain university teaching building, a young man lying in front of the computer woke up from a long sleep.