"I do."
Only three simple words, yet the heaviest promise of a lifeti.
"Co downstairs, I’m waiting for you."
"Okay."
... The listeners glued to the radios were in a daze at this mont.
This episode just went off the charts!
At this mont, there was no pre-wedding jitters, and the unknown future seed so exciting. Qian played a wedding march and, ignoring the stunned audience, went straight to the closing remarks.
"Do you worry about the trivialities and troubles marriage brings? Pre-wedding anxiety is a subtle and complex psychological issue. A simple ’I love you’ might not make the other person feel the solidity of weathering storms together. The most beautiful vow in the world might just be the simplest three words: ’I’m with you.’ The ti is precisely half-past midnight, I am the bride-to-be iwei, here to et you at Heart Code. Don’t miss it..."
The director was moved to tears.
Having hosted shows with so many presenters, this was the first ti soone dared to bring a proposal call live on air!
Live, on-air!
Although he didn’t know what impact this would have on the show, the director felt that just for the exhilaration he felt tonight, it would be worth it even if he got scolded by the station manager tomorrow!
How many monts of intoxication can life offer, what else to wait for if not joy?!
And at this mont in front of the broadcasting building, to celebrate their vice president’s successful proposal, the fireworks that had been waiting all night finally got the chance to light up. Qian saw the dazzling fireworks outside the window and the cute young people forming a heart shape with their bodies. Yet, the man who was supposed to stand inside the heart, according to the plan, was rappelling quickly down the opposite tall building.
When Qian walked out of the broadcasting building and went toward his open arms, everything beca so wonderful.
Waiting might be a long process, but because of this process, the anticipated result felt incredibly worth it when it arrived.
"Thank you for marrying ."
"Thank you for marrying ."
In this incredibly sweet mont, Yu Minglang took out the diamond ring he bought a while ago, much bigger than the one during their engagent, just to put it on her finger at this exact mont.
Simply perfect...
"Sister-in-law, lend your little hands, to hold so black soil and bury the enemy first, prepare to sing!"
As soon as the indescribable song started, Yu Minglang’s hand shook, and the ring nearly fell to the ground.
Was this the help summoned by a monkey, what on earth was this song...
Qian was left completely speechless. Indeed, this was Yu Minglang, bringing out this kind of Erha trait, look at the song choice...
"Oh, black black sister-in-law~" this phrase was repeated at least four tis!
Qian thought she wasn’t even a little black, what kind of song was this?
Yu Minglang’s mouth twitched uncontrollably, were these little rascals here to help him or sabotage him?
Luckily, Qian managed to keep calm at the critical mont, holding Yu Minglang’s hand with a slight exertion, there was now a ring symbolizing love and responsibility on the ring finger beside her middle finger.
"Sister-in-law, eternal happiness, brother, safely journey ahead!"
This incredibly awkward ’sister-in-law’ song finally ended, replaced by a loud farewell shout.
This was the mont filled with the most love, also the most tender mont.
The years spent together might have beco mories, but no one could forget those tis together, letting love light up the night, this is the right way to live.
In front of the radio, Mr Liu and Mr Liu listened with smiles on their faces throughout.
When they heard Qian finally agree to Yu Minglang’s proposal, both couldn’t help clapping their hands in delight.
These worry-inducing kids finally settled down!
"Old woman, why are you crying?"
Mr Liu saw his wife removing her glasses to wipe her eyes and teased her.
"I’m not crying, sand got in my eyes, go close the window!" Mr Liu gave him a push, seizing the mont he wasn’t looking to quickly grab a tissue and wipe away her snot and tears.
At this mont, the elderly couple only sighed with nostalgia.
Being young is wonderful.
Mr Liu chose not to expose his wife’s little fib, because his heart was also overflowing with feelings.
"I didn’t expect these little rascals to help Minglang in this way."
Being young is wonderful, leaving a lifeti of sweet mories.
Mr Liu stroked his chin, couldn’t help but imagine if he would get an extraordinary send-off when he retired in a few months.
Mr Liu was about to retire, but Yu Minglang didn’t know about this.
Once everything on Yu Minglang’s side was settled, Mr Liu could finally put a perfect end to his career.
Decades of work, filled with joy and sadness, left more imprints in his heart, reluctant to leave these young ones, but seeing these kids send off Minglang this way, Mr Liu felt he could leave without regrets.
Yu Minglang’s future is surely promising.
"Old man, what are you thinking about?"
"Thinking that soon I’ll be able to spend more ti with you and our son, accompany you both until the day I die."
His whole life was dedicated to his career, and only upon reaching retirent age could he devote more ti to his family.
Yu Minglang’s words about companionship also encouraged Mr Liu, who wasn’t good at expressing himself, to speak his heart.
He owed too much to his family.
"Look at you, learning creativity from the kids!" Mrs Liu, used to arguing with him, felt a bit embarrassed hearing his confession.
"It was Minglang who inspired , but that’s truly how I feel, old woman. After I retire, you won’t need to cook or do laundry anymore, leave it all to !"
A lifeti owed, to be slowly repaid over the rest of his life.
"Look at your silly self! Lie down now, let apply the dicinal wine to your back. For soone of your age, why are you always pushing your limits? How long has your waist been hurting from running..."
Mrs Liu prattled on as she applied the dicinal wine, kneading it into his back.
"Wife, I feel a bit uneasy inside." Mr Liu sighed, and Mrs Liu paused.
"What’s wrong?"
"Do you really intend to let Qian pursue that person? You’ve done well guiding her, that person is in the south. If Qian goes for a PhD with him, next year she’ll have to go there. Minglang just ca over, after they get married, they’ll spend only one year together before being separated for several years, isn’t that..."
"I can supervise Qian’s PhD, but Qi holds higher prestige in international academia. If Qian pursues her PhD with him, her future developnt will be better, and Minglang will understand Qian’s decision. After all, they can still be together for over a year, right?"
Mr Liu glanced at the file Mrs Liu placed on the table, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with her view.
"Old man, are you serious about cooking and doing laundry?" Mrs Liu asked.
"A promise is a promise!"
"Then you better take care of your old bones and stop causing trouble, for the next few decades you’ll be taking care of . I don’t want to take care of you, take more care of yourself out there, okay?"
"Alright!" Mr Liu nodded, feeling warm inside, knowing his wife truly cared about him.
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