Chapter 219: Extra 3: Getting Married (4)

As soon as the work for Revenge was over, he packed up and flew to Canada with Huo Qu. In addition to the Huo family, Yu Xin, Zhao Qingyuan, Zhao Rui and Wang Ruirui were among their traveling.

Yu Qinghuan had no relatives but the Huo was a big family, so his friends, fearing that he would feel lonely and miserable during the ceremony, pushed back all their work and insisted on following him.

Zhao Rui cared deeply for the growth of Wang Ruirui. The girl was growing well with a pink little face, tender and plump. She was so cute when she looked at them with big round eyes. Everyone showed an overflow of exaggerated praise for this lovely little girl except Huo Qu, who as unmoved as a stone.

Yu Qinghuan wanted to stretch out his hand to have a pinch of the girl’s little face but paused encountering with Zhao Rui’s malicious stare. With a ‘slap’, Yu Qinghuan’s ‘wolf claw’ was driven away by Zhao Rui.

“Don’t do that to a kid!”

“Sorry, Bro Rui.” Yu Qinghuan reluctantly withdrew his hand. But while Zhao Rui was not paying attention, he quickly fondled Ruirui’s hairy little head and sat down next to Huo Qu.

Fortunately, they had Ruirui as their travel partner. Otherwise, the group of men would certainly be very boring on the trip.

The lovely little girl became a treasure in their palms. All of them were willing to play with her, even if she wanted the stars in the sky, they would try their best to pick them for her.

After arriving in Canada, Yu Qinghuan and Huo Qu first took a rest to adjust to the jet lag, then prepared the information and submitted the marriage application form.

Yu Xin, Zhao Qingyuan and Zhao Rui, the three most important friends in Yu Qinghuan’s life, became the witnesses of his marriage.

Yu Qinghuan was not in a hurry at first, but Huo Qu’s anxious mood was infectious. The moment the application form was handed in, he felt could not wait for another day and ran to the municipal government the next day to apply for a marriage certificate. However, the certificate could not be obtained on the spot. They must wait for a period of time, and a wedding ceremony must be held during this period. Only until the official confirmed that they really wanted to get married, they would get the certificate.

Before arriving in, Yu Qinghuan had already arranged everything. In Canada’s most beautiful month, he married Huo Qu.

Both of them were not Christians, only a simple ceremony was held in a local high-end restaurant.

This was the most romantic scene from their proposal to marriage.

Outside the transparent glass roof was the brilliant starry night, like cobalt stone embedded in the dark sky.

In beautiful piano sound and fragrant flowers, the wedding man’s solemn voice sounded in everyone’s ears:

“Are you willing to marry this man? Love him, be loyal to him, be it poverty, illness or disability?”

There were two kinds of wedding vows: 15 seconds and 90 seconds. Yu Qinghuan and Huo Qu both chose the latter.

Qinghuan looked at Huo Qu in front of him. His facial lines were tight because of stress, the serious look, however, made him even more handsome.

Huo Qu, the poor boy he met at the roadside, finally became his life’s support.

Now, Qinghuan was going to marry him. The person who did not even know what love was actually had taught Qinghuan gentleness and love and gave him the best love in his two lives. Fate was sometimes really amazing.

The host paused, and Yu Qinghuan heard Huo Qu’s devout voice, “I do.”

He smiled and clasped Huo Qu’s fingers, “I do.”

This was the most perfect moment in his two lives. Even if he were to die right now, he would still feel satisfied.

That night, that group of people celebrated in the restaurant. Although there were not many guests, the atmosphere would never be cold where Zhao Qingyuan and Huo Rong were. Thanks to both of them, the wedding ceremony was vigorous. Even Yu Qinghuan, who had always been calm and restrained, made an exception and drank a few glasses of champagne.

Of course, the consequence was that he was drunk and fell under the table before the meal was finished.

In contrast, Huo Qu, who was forced by Zhao Qingyuan and Zhao Rui to drink a lot, kept a straight face, as if he was drinking water instead of wine.

This capacity for liquor surprised Zhao Qingyuan and Zhao Rui. If it weren’t for the couple’s wedding night, they would have rolled up their sleeves and competed with Huo Qu.

“Zhao Rui, Zhao Rui.” After the ceremony, Zhao Qingyuan ran toward Zhao Rui, dragging Huo Rong.

Wang Ruirui fell asleep, so he subconsciously lowered his volume, “Let’s not be the third wheel, let the couple leave first and spend their time alone.”

Then, he turned to Huo Rong, “Is it ok?”

Before Huo Rong could speak, Zhao Qingyuan saw Zhao Rui looking at him like staring at a mentally retarded.

“What’s the matter?” Asked Zhao Qingyuan.

“You sure? Where do you think Huo Qu will take Qinghuan?”

Zhao Qingyuan was stunned, then scratched his head in chagrin, “I forgot he didn’t know the way.”

Zhao Rui tittered, stretched out his hand and put a cigarette in his mouth. Remembering that Wang Ruirui was still on his back, he put the cigarette on his ear. Then, he glanced at Zhao Qingyuan, “You should have some IQ.”

In Canada, the temperature difference in September was huge for one day. The cold wind made Yu Qinghuan awake a lot. He sat on the bed, staring at Huo Qu, “Huo Qu?”

“Mmm,” replied Huo Qu. He held Qinghuan’s face and clumsily wiped it with a wet towel.

“Huo Qu,” Yu Qinghuan called him again, his head tilted as if in pettish.

He rubbed against Huo Qu’s hand with his wet cheeks, just like a cute and soft little cat.

This was what he would never do when he was awake, this move made Huo Qu’s heart soften immediately.

He put down his towel and climbed over the bed, trying to reach out to embrace Yu Qinghuan. Qinghuan, however, took the initiative to hold Huo Qu.

“Give me a hug.”

Hearing this, Huo Qu immediately gathered Qinghuan in his arms.

Perhaps because of the wine, Yu Qinghuan’s body temperature was high and warm.

Huo Qu tightened his arms as if wanting to clamp him in his arms like this all his life.

Yu Qinghuan buried himself in Huo Qu’s neck and murmured, “Huo Qu.”

“Mmm.”

“Ge.”

“Huh?”

“Are we married?”

“Yes.” Huo Qu took Qinghuan’s hands, “We are married.” He paused and added, “We are legal husbands for each other.”

He rolled over to press Yu Qinghuan under him, kissing his brow bone, eyelids, and nose bridge. His movements were gentle with cherish.

“Itchy,” YuQingHuan protested with a vague voice, avoiding Huo Qu’s lips with his head titled to another side, putting his arm around Huo Qu’s neck.

After a few seconds, he suddenly reacted, “Legal?”

Then, he smiled, “Prof. Huo, then you are my legal husband now.”

Huo Qu suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, as if a strong current flowing through his limbs and skeleton, making him limp and numb. Even his body responded with a quickened breath.

His ears were red and his eyes looked like wolves. He gripped Yu Qinghuan’s face tightly. “Qinghuan, say it again.”

“What?” Yu Qinghuan murmured in a low voice with a reluctant appearance, but still obediently looked at Huo Qu.

The smell of bouquet gently brushed Huo Qu’s face, like a fluffy little claw, scratching Huo Qu itchy all over.

“Husband?”

“Husband.”