Chapter 8
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Of course, Lu Yiwei knew what Su Meng was thinking, but when he thought of his own situation and the difference in age, he rejected her. However, Su Meng was stubborn. She did not back down after being rejected by Lu Yiwei. Instead, she yearned for this mysterious man even more. Without any warning, Su Meng went to Dongwa Village alone and got injured. Lu Yiwei, who had not gotten over the divorce, was very touched. It was at that time that they confirmed their relationship.
Later, as their relationship deepened, Lu Yiwei found out that Su Meng's father was the deputy mayor of Bei Zhou City. After much consideration, he proposed to break up with Su Meng. When Su Meng heard Lu Yiwei's ridiculous reason, she became even more infatuated with him. Some people dated her because of her family background, but Lu Yiwei was the opposite. From this point, Su Meng believed that Lu Yiwei was a reliable person. At least, he was not a hypocrite.
They had been in a relationship for nearly four years, and it could be said that they had gone through the trials of wind and rain. After graduating from university, Su Meng entered Xijiang Daily and was assigned to the news department. Meanwhile, Lu Yiwei's orchard had also made a profit last year. As time went by, a very real problem was placed in front of them. When Su Meng's family was busy preparing for her marriage, they learned that their daughter had found a "second marriage" in the mountains, which made them unable to agree to it. Every time they met, although it was in their hearts, they were unwilling to talk about it.
After dinner, Lu Yiwei drove Su Meng around Xijiang and came to the secret garden where they often met. It was a siheyuan hotel in the northern district of Jiangdong City.
The reason why they chose this place was related to their cultural feelings. Su Meng majored in journalism in university, but she was very fond of China's classical literature, especially contemporary literature and poetry. She was obsessed with it. If it could be said that her university days allowed her to integrate the knowledge she had mastered, it was more related to her family education.
Lu Yiwei parked the car. Su Meng wrapped herself around Lu Yiwei's arm and walked in the old alley. After the baptism of time, the stone pavement in the alley had been polished to a shine, and it appeared to be full of vitality under the dim light of the street lamps. The shops on both sides of the street were still bustling with business, and the food stalls were crowded with people, shouting from time to time. The ringing of bicycle bells and the sound of children playing made the two of them feel like they had returned to their childhood.
Su Meng said emotionally, "Yiwei, do you still remember Dai Wangshu's Alley in the Rain?"
Ever since Lu Yiwei started working, he rarely touched upon the passion he had for literature in the past. But when it came to Alley in the Rain, Lu Yiwei could almost recite it backwards. The scene brought back memories. He could not help but recite it silently: Holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely alley in the rain …
Su Meng's maiden feelings were touched, and she said sadly, "Alas! When will we go south to Jiangnan to find the girl who holds an oil-paper umbrella, who is as sad as a lilac, and walk alone in the dark alley in the rain? How wonderful that would be! "
Lu Yiwei patted her shoulder and said, "I'll take you there during the rainy season next year."
"Really?" Su Meng jumped up like a child and said excitedly.
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