Marriage as a Game

Chapter 83 Come up! I'll take you for a spin

To get to the cabin, you have to pass by the merchant’s old house.

Shen Chaoxi and Zhongli each rode a mountain bike, chatting and laughing along the way.

When passing by the big black iron door, Shen Chaoxi was still wondering who would come out when the door opened?

The next second, the iron gate made a heavy sound, like a gate in an ancient castle that had not been opened for a hundred years, and it had to break through the rust to open.

She looked toward the gradually opening crack in the door.

"Squeak!" As the mountain bike's brakes and tires made a sound, Shen Chaoxi was pushed forward by inertia and then stopped there.

The afternoon sun squeezed out from the crack in the door, and the white light gathered into a beam, passing through the tall figure.

Shen Chaoxi's eyes felt a little stinging, especially when those deep eyes looked at her, and Cen Bo had an all-knowing smile on his lips.

"Teacher Shang." The girl called softly with a buzzing voice.

"Hey! Brother Jiang Han, are you there?" Zhongli had already ridden out for a while, turned back and saw Shen Chaoxi stopped there, and then went back.

Shang Jianghan stood tall, about 1.80 meters tall and as straight as a pine tree. He bowed slightly and glanced at the old man in the wheelchair under him.

"Grandpa, this is my student, Shen Chaoxi, and the other one is Uncle Zhong's daughter, a little girl named Zhongli."

Shen Chaoxi and Zhongli parked the car and walked over.

"Hello grandpa!"

"Hello!"

In front of their elders, the two girls looked solemn.

"Well, push me in." Mr. Shang was thin, but in good spirits. He spoke with full energy, but his expression was quite serious. His cloudy eyes stayed on the two girls for a moment.

"Didn't you say you wanted to see whose kids were fighting?" Shang Jianghan said with a faint smile.

The old man's eyes widened, and the veins on his big hands holding the handle of the wheelchair bulged, and he looked like he was angry.

Since Mr. Shang suffered a cerebral hemorrhage last year, his health has deteriorated and his memory has declined. Most importantly, his temper has become as strange as that of a child.

"Let me tell you, Grandpa Shang has a very strange temper!"

The two of them had just passed by the courtyard, chatting and laughing. He was obviously very curious and wanted to take a look, but he refused to admit it.

Shen Chaoxi poked Zhongli with his arm, signaling her to stop talking nonsense.

Shang Jianghan called the manager and handed the old man over to him.

After the wheelchair went far away and the sound could probably no longer be heard, Shen Chaoxi and Zhongli visibly relaxed.

"Where are you going?" Shang Jianghan put his hands in his trouser pockets, took a few steps forward, and his eyes were fixed on a fair little face.

"Wooden house," Zhongli said, "This is Chaoxi's first time here. The most interesting part here is the hill. Let's go play there for a while."

It was noon, the sun was shining brightly, and both girls were wearing new Chinese-style Tang suit jackets.

Zhongli was wearing a white coat with gold edges, while Shen Chaoxi was wearing a coat with a gradient white and red background and rose-red silk embroidery.

The light color makes the girl's fair skin look like it has a touch of pink.

The peach blossoms reflected in the face are particularly red!
"Go watch the fireworks tonight?"

As soon as Shang Jianghan finished speaking, Zhongli jumped up.

"Ah! That's great. I'll go tell Jong Suk Hee. He doesn't know yet!"

After Zhongli finished speaking, he pedaled his bike towards home, and halfway through he turned back and called out.

"Chaotide, wait a moment, I'll be back soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person disappeared.

I withdrew my gaze and looked up, unexpectedly meeting that pair of deep black eyes.

At this moment, Shang Jianghan lowered his head slightly and was looking at him. Shen Chaoxi's heart was pounding, but he also went to look at him.

"Isn't Mr. Shang abroad?"

We clearly met briefly at the airport that day, and now we meet here.

"Well, I came back because I wanted to watch the fireworks at Sijiu Square!"

The man's voice was distant, and even more tranquil in the ancient alley.

"I've never seen fireworks, I'll take a look tonight with your blessing!"

Shen Chaoxi tilted his head, his clear black eyes moved, and his tone was lively. Neither of them spoke again. Shen Chaoxi moved his eyes to the distance, but he felt that there were still eyes staring at him.

After a while, Shang Jianghan walked over and straddled the mountain bike she had just ridden.

The man had long legs, and he could stride over the woman with both legs landing easily on the ground.

He was wearing a dark sweater with a light blue short Chinese cotton jacket on the outside.

If you ignore the extremely modern mountain bike under him and the laziness between his eyebrows, he has a rather antique flavor.

Like a young master from a wealthy family in the early Republic of China.

"Come up! I'll take you for a spin."

Where to go?

Shen Chaoxi looked over as he spoke, and saw that big hand clearly patting the front beam of the bicycle.

It was not difficult for Shen Chaoxi to imagine that if he followed his instructions and sat in, the two of them would be in almost zero-distance contact.

Her heartbeat quickened as she shook her head.

"What? Are you afraid that I'll kiss you?" He teased with a naughty smile.

Shen Chaoxi rolled his eyes at him.

"Ah! Ride slower, the leaves are scratching my face!"

Suddenly, Zhongli's shouting voice came from the corner.

The two of them looked at each other at the same time.

I saw Zhongli sitting on the front beam of the car, and Zhong Shuoxi riding her mountain bike towards the wind.

Under the warm winter sun, the brother and sister are a beautiful sight.

"What are you standing there for? Go!"

Watching the brother and sister passing by him like a gust of wind, Shang Jianghan gestured to Shen Chaoxi again.

In the distance, you can still hear the laughter left by Jong Suk Hee and Zhong Li.

Shen Chaoxi took a look and sat over.

I stretched my back forward as far as possible.

The breath is right above your head, floating down with a faint woody scent and blowing away with the wind.

"Hold on tight, the road ahead is a bit bumpy." Shang Jianghan reminded in a low voice.

The warm breath sprayed on the back of his neck. Shen Chaoxi instinctively shrank his neck and tightened his hands on the inside of the handle.

"Ride slowly. If it gets too bumpy, I'll get off and walk over."

Shen Chaoxi's cheeks felt hot, and the heat spread all the way to behind her ears, and her voice floated out.

Shang Jianghan rides his bike very steadily and can easily climb up any small hill.

About a quarter of an hour later, the four people arrived at a small enclosed garden.

It is called a small garden, but in fact it is just an idle activity area. Due to neglect of management, weeds are swaying on the walls and the marble pavement is bumpy, but it also has a kind of messy beauty.

After parking the mountain bikes on the corridor at the entrance of the garden, the four of them walked into the garden together, walked up a flight of stairs, and then there was a path paved with irregular stones.

The path was very narrow and could barely accommodate one person. Jong Suk-hee walked in front and Shang Jianghan followed behind.

"Find someone to put up a few iron ropes here so it will look more like walking on a cliff!" Jong Suk Hee turned around and suggested to Shang Jianghan.

Shang Jianghan just lit a cigarette, held it between his fingers and glanced at the place he hadn't been to for two years.

Here are the memories of his, Jong Suk Hee and Song Yang’s childhood and youth.

When Zhong Shuoxi saw Shang Jianghan stop, he made way for the two girls to walk in front.

"The Cultural Bureau came twice and hoped that we would donate the space. It was nothing more than providing sufficient convenience for the two companies to develop their projects in the future."

Jong Suk-hee also lit a cigarette, chuckled twice, and said nothing more.

Shen Chaoxi and Zhongli turned about half a circle, and the wooden house in the center of the hill came into view.

"Wow!"

This was the first time Shen Chaoxi had seen this kind of wooden house, and it was surprisingly similar to the villas hidden in the mountains.

(End of this chapter)