First marriage and love: hello, Mrs. Lu

Chapter 48 When You Are Old
Although I wanted to go to bed early, the phone calls kept coming when it was close to midnight, which made An Ruoyu feel apologetic. After answering the last call, it was already [-]:[-]. An Ruoyu apologized to the yawning Teacher Li "Mr. Li, I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep."

"It's okay, I don't have to do anything tomorrow, happy birthday, Teacher An" Teacher Li said to An Ruoyu before turning around and falling asleep. An Ruoyu was also sleepy at this time, turned off his phone and went to sleep. She is indeed lucky that most of the people she meets are gentle and easy to get along with. She is so lucky in this scorching world.As soon as the alarm clock rang in the morning, An Ruoyu immediately reached out to turn it off, glanced at Teacher Li, who just turned over and was not woken up, I, An Ruoyu, patted my chest fortunately.But as soon as he got out of bed carefully, the phone rang. An Ruoyu was so frightened that he half died, so he hurriedly answered the phone.

"Hey, what are you doing?" An Ruoyu whispered into the bathroom.

"Are you up?" Lu Junheng asked.

"Get up," An Ruoyu replied in a low voice.

"I slept very late last night," Lu Junheng said.

"En" Last night, I was bombarded with phone calls one after another. Of course it was very late to go to bed after answering the phone.

"You're still sleepy right now?" Lu Junheng's low laughter came from the other side.

"En" An Ruoyu yawned lazily.

"Hurry up and wash up and go out. Aren't you afraid that the servants will be distracted? Then go early, and you can sleep in the car when you're sleepy," Lu Junheng said.

"Okay." An Ruoyu cheered up and carefully washed, changed clothes, and put on makeup. Everything was done on tiptoe for fear of waking up, but Teacher Li, after everything was finished, more than 40 minutes had passed. An Ruoyu went out cautiously. Startled. "I'm scared to death, why are you here?" An Ruoyu patted his chest and said.

"Seeing that you haven't come out, I'll just wait here." Lu Junheng put his hands in his pockets and said. "Happy birthday Ruoyu" Lu Junheng pressed a kiss on An Ruoyu's ear.

"Okay, what's the plan for today, let me come out so early in the morning?" An Ruoyu said shyly.

"Of course it's a secret. If I tell you everything, there won't be any surprises. Now, let's have breakfast first," Lu Junheng said.

"OK" Hearing what Lu Junheng said, An Ruoyu had no choice but to suppress her curiosity and follow his arrangements.

"Young Master, Young Madam" A car stopped at the door after leaving the hotel. The driver saw Lu Junheng and An Ruoyu coming and handed the key to Lu Junheng respectfully before leaving. An Ruoyu took a look. It's expensive, but it's much more low-key than yesterday's stretched Bentley. "Madam, please." Lu Junheng opened the co-pilot's door and made an invitation gesture, and An Ruoyu happily got into the car.

"Do you want to listen to music?" Lu Junheng asked.

"Whatever you want," An Ruoyu shrugged.

Lu Junheng smiled and turned on the music, and a touching male voice sounded slowly. "When you're old, your hair is gray, you're sleepy, you're old, you can't walk, you're taking a nap by the fire, remembering your youth, how many people loved you when you were singing, admiring your beauty, false or true, only one person still loves you, pious soul love The wrinkles on your old face..." I still like this song no matter how many times I've heard it, actually I liked Yeats's poem very much when An Ruoyu was in high school.

"I remember reading this poem by Yeats when I was in high school, but there are many versions translated into Chinese. My favorite is Yuan Kejia's version. I still remember when Mo Qian and I argued about whether Yeats was a man or a woman. "An Ruoyu recalled the interesting events in high school.

"The results of it?"

"Of course I won. Mo Qian knows everything about painters like Van Gogh, Monet, Picasso, etc., but he doesn't know much about these aspects." An Ruoyu laughed.

"Actually, I also like the version translated by Yuan Kejia, especially the sentence how many people love you when you are young and happy, admire your beauty, fake or sincere, only one person loves your pilgrim soul, loves the pain on your aging face wrinkles," Lu Junheng said.

"I like this sentence the most too." An Ruoyu said happily, "When I was in middle school, I did a lot of stupid things. I copied many Chinese and foreign love poems into a small notebook." An Ruoyu said. "But then that little book disappeared when I was just in the freshman year of high school. It seemed to have been dropped."

"It should be picked up by one of your admirers." Lu Junheng laughed.

"I don't know," An Ruoyu said, but there were quite a few people who liked her in middle school. "Then I'm curious what you were like when you were in middle school," An Ruoyu said, really wanting to know what he would have been like when he was young, whether he was as mature as he is now, or had a youthful time.

"Go back to the old house sometime. There are photos of that time in my room, but there are very few," Lu Junheng said.

"A little looking forward to it," An Ruoyu said with a smile.

　If there is some incompatibility between the back and the front, dear friends, you can go back to the front to have a look, because after all, it is serialized in many places and has been revised. If there is anything wrong, please point it out. Thank you. Dear friends, I still collect tickets and comments. La

　　
　
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