dhibooks Chapter 29 Proposal
Chapter 29 Proposal
Michelle proposed to me before, but I rejected it in a very bad way. He was very angry at that time, pointed at me and shouted: I will never propose to you again in this life, if you want to marry me in the future , You must beg me!
There is also a special request from the public: Let me tell you, the marriage proposal ceremony must have a large number of people, grand, and it is best known to everyone. It is not romantic or huge. I don’t accept it!You thought it would be so easy to want Michelle XXX to marry you?
I rolled my eyes in disdain: I propose to you?Do your daydreams you.
Facts have proved that the daydream really has a day to come true, slap MAX in the face.
I am not a romantic person. In this relationship, he does all the romantic things, and I am only responsible for enjoying.This marriage proposal almost killed me. I searched on the Internet for how to propose a romantic marriage on Google, and thought about it one by one according to the above ideas.
Little D and the boss came up with ideas, what to dress up as a superman, rent a helicopter to parachute from the sky; make an eighteen-layer cake, drill in and pop out from it; ride a horse dyed in seven colors, dress up as a knight I have come here to save the princess and all kinds of Arabian Nights, and they are not in tune at all, which makes my brain stop hurting.
In the end, he was a reliable person. The police captain Andrew interjected, "Actually, there is no need to make it grand. Michelle should just say something to scare you, even if you propose to him with a Coke pull ring, he I’m sure I’ll be more than happy to agree with you.”
I curled my lips, "Yeah, he will definitely say yes, but I always feel that I should do something, something special for him. I have never arranged a romantic thing."
Our seventh anniversary is coming soon, every time Lawyer Mi orders a restaurant, takes me to a super expensive and super high-end restaurant with a price of more than four $ to celebrate, and arranges a candlelight dinner, which makes it very romantic.This time I asked his assistant for the name of the restaurant in advance, and took the time to go to the restaurant to confirm.I gave the waiter a hundred dollar bill directly, and the manager came after a while and received him personally.I confirmed to him that Uncle had indeed booked a restaurant here.Ask him again, "Can you let me meet the chef, I have some things I want to ask you for help"
The manager took me to meet the chef, a chubby Italian with a mustache, smiling and looking friendly.
I rubbed my hands, and said a little embarrassedly: "Well, I want to ask you for your help... I plan to propose to him that day, it's our seventh anniversary, and I want to surprise him"
The chef asked in a low voice to the manager, and the two whispered to each other. The chef raised his eyebrows at me and said nothing.
The manager said formulaically, "Yes, you want to propose, do you want to hide the ring in a cake or ice cream dessert?"
I shook my head and said: I don't intend to hide the ring, but I just want to trouble the chef to help write on the last dessert, that classic Willyoumarryme?The word will do.
The Italian chef patted his chest and promised, "Young man, don't worry, I will definitely take care of it for you. Your girlfriend will definitely be very happy. If she doesn't agree to your marriage proposal, I will give you a free order."
The manager reminded me in a low voice, "It's not a girlfriend, the other one I came to order is also a guy... This is gay"
The chef opened his eyes slightly, and then returned to his smile, "Don't worry, your boyfriend will definitely have an experience that he will never forget in his life."
I was still worried, so I tipped each of them 50 dollars in advance, and repeatedly told them not to reveal their secrets, and everything must be done, and I only owe Dongfeng.
With the seventh anniversary approaching, both left work early and went home to get ready.We took a bath together, and made collars for each other when we got dressed.I patted him on the shoulder, "So handsome", Uncle smiled and rubbed my cheek, "You too, my dear"
I will definitely drink when I eat, and I will take a taxi directly to the restaurant.The pre-booked table was decorated with fresh flowers, candles and a beautiful bread basket with butter carved into lovely hearts.
I ordered soup, salad, tortellini stuffed with lobster, steak and red wine, and my uncle made an exception and allowed me to drink a little more.The food tasted very good, and it was very satisfying for two people.After the main meal, the waiter brought up the dessert menu. I nervously glanced at him while looking at the menu. Attorney Mi looked at the menu seriously and asked the waiter which dessert was the most delicious and popular.
The waiter answered: The Devil's Chocolate Cake in our store is very popular. It has won awards and been featured in many gourmet magazines.
When my uncle heard it, he made a decision and asked me, "Asher, what do you want to eat?"
My mind was full of thoughts about the proposal, and my nervous back was sweating, and I said casually, "I, I want that French brulee."
The waiter takes the order, puts new cutlery on the table, and brings fresh hot coffee.
He picked up the coffee and drank several swigs to hide his mood.Shumei happily picked his teeth with a toothpick, and praised how delicious the lobster and steak he ate just now, and how cheating he was on today's case.
With unfocused eyes, he casually nodded and compounded, touching the ring box in his trouser pocket over and over again.
Dessert came quickly, and the waiter came over with two plates with silver lids on them, and put a portion in front of each of them.
Lawyer Mi opened his own, and there was a large piece of chocolate cake on a small white porcelain gold-rimmed dessert plate, which almost covered the entire plate and was about to overflow.
I stretched my neck and poked it over, just about to open my mouth, when I found it was empty.Instantly confused.
What the hell, what's the word?
Did the waiter make a mistake?
Frowning at his share, he opened mine again. There was only a small cup of French baked brulee and a little fruit on the plate, nothing else, nothing written.
There was a thump in my heart, did the cook forget it?
Fuck, I gave a tip of $[-] for nothing, damn it...
Shule happily digs the cake on the plate: "This restaurant is so affordable, the cake is so big."
I responded with resentment, "Yes, yes, it's such a big piece, eat it slowly", and scolded the Italian chef and manager thousands of times in my heart, thinking that I would leave a tip for a while and not give a dime , your uncle.
Uncle happily divided half of his cake into my plate, and he was very happy to eat it.
Because of this incident, my whole mood fell instantly, and I poked the baked buds to vent my anger.
That damn manager, for a moment.
That damn chef, two hits.
This damn restaurant, three down.
The guests at the next table also wanted the same cake, and the waiter brought it up. I glanced at it casually, and it was obviously a small piece, so why is it so big?Then I thought, did the chef think that I was asking for marriage, so he specially gave a big one?
This TM has a fart use ==
Uncle ate and ate, and suddenly said "Hey", I asked him, "What's wrong?"
"Asher, look, here..."
With a fork he pulled the cake crumbs aside, gradually revealing the plate beneath.
On the plate covered by the cake, there is a line of beautiful cursive English...
"Will you Marry Me?"
Lawyer Mi, with a fork in his mouth, read it slowly, and looked up at me in surprise. I swallowed and was about to speak when he yelled, "I swear to God, I really didn't arrange this, I didn't want to do it again." I want you to propose..."
"..." I cursed in my heart: nonsense, this is my arrangement.
Lawyer Mi thought for a while, then slapped his thigh: "Oh my god, Asher, this is not for another table for marriage proposals, it was sent to us by mistake, right? I have to call the waiter to come and talk about it"
"..."
Seeing that my uncle was about to greet the waiter with his hand, he hurriedly pressed his hand, his heart was pounding very nervously, and he said quickly: "No, Michelle, no, I ordered this for you, I... we Let's marry!"
He took out the ring box from his pocket and opened it. Two custom-made rings were embedded in it, and the diamonds on it sparkled.Attorney Mi looked at it with a dazed expression of [Fuck, I'm not dreaming, Fuck, it's fucking real, Fuck Fuck].
Gathering up my courage, I knelt down on one knee, held up the ring in trembling hands, and said to him,
"MichelleXXX, will you marry me?" (MichelleXXX, willyoumarryme?)
We have experienced many things, fire, cheating, drug use, cancer, breakup, this journey is not easy.As he thought about it, his eyes turned red.
Lawyer Mi was still in a daze, with chocolate cream still sticking to the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't speak clearly, "A, Asher, Asher, baby, is this true? Are you sure?"
"It's true, I'm sure"
"Are you sure you mean it from the bottom of your heart?"
"I'm kneeling, what do you think?"
"Aren't you an amarriageist? You always say you don't believe in marriage"
"Yes, I used to be really disgusted with marriage..."
"Then you can accept it now?"
"Not all, I only accept marriage with you, are you willing to marry me?"
He still couldn't believe it, "Really? I, I don't want you to cater to me just because I want to get married"
"No, I've thought about it for a long time. I've never been so sure. I want to marry you. Let's get married."
The dining guests stopped their movements one after another and turned to watch the excitement. Even the waiters stopped, and the whole restaurant looked at us.I wailed in my heart: Oh my god, it’s so embarrassing!How embarrassing!Why did the crowd kneel down...
I scolded Lawyer Mi thousands of times, my mother's ink was smeared for a long time, and my knees hurt...
I reminded him in a low voice, "Uncle, uncle, dear...?"
Lawyer Mi regained his senses, pulled me up, pinched my chin and kissed me, and the people around me started cheering.
After the kiss was over, he hugged me again and started crying.
I couldn't laugh or cry, "So what's your answer? Will you marry me?"
Lawyer Mi was crying with snot and tears, and whimpered without image, howling loudly, "Yes! Yes! I am willing, I have been willing for several years! Get married! Let's get married"
There was a louder round of cheers and applause all around,
"Congratulations!", "Bless you!", "Congratulations!"
The manager of the restaurant led a few people to play violin accompaniment, and several waiters pulled paper flowers for celebration, and the golden paper slowly fell from the air, covering the two of them.
I put the ring on him: "I love you, Michelle, I love you."
He looked into my eyes, his eyes were red: "I love you too, Asher, I never stopped loving you."
At the checkout, the manager brought the chef over, and the chef personally handed the plate with "Willyoumarryme?" printed on it to the uncle, and blessed him: "Congratulations, this plate is an engagement gift for you, to celebrate the engagement of the two , the restaurant decided to give you a free meal."
Uncle took it carefully, and held it in his hand to watch.
I looked at him gratefully, "Thank you very much, I saw that there was no writing on his plate before, so I thought you forgot."
The chef smiled, "How can I forget such an important thing, I am afraid that the handwriting will not look good, my wife likes to buy these customized things from the Internet, and I also ordered a plate from the Internet like her. The printed words It can’t be wiped off, you can keep it forever.”
Before leaving the restaurant, the chef pulled me aside and whispered, "Actually, your boyfriend ordered a special gift for you before, and said that after you finished your dessert, I would send you a plate of cake alone. Written in chocolate sauce on the plate: happy seventh anniversary, I will love you even more in the eighth year..." Speaking of this, the chef also smiled: "I didn't expect you to come to us and ask for marriage. It's a coincidence that you two are going to use chocolate sauce to write on the dessert plate, you both have similar thoughts..."
The plate was polished by my uncle, and it was specially kept in a shatterproof glass frame and hung on the bedside.
For a long time after that, before going to bed every night, he looked at the plate happily, then turned to look at me, repeating over and over again: "We are getting married!"
I heard me answering over and over again: "Yes, yes, I know, we are getting married, let's go to bed"
"We're getting married~~~~We're getting married~~"
"I see, go to sleep."
"I'm getting married~~~~"
"Michelle! Go fuck me to bed!"
Asher和米歇尔于2008年7月底相识，2008年11月7号正式在一起，2009年5月同居，2013年5月一同买下一件公寓，2015年11月7日Asher向米歇尔求婚。
Seven years is neither too long nor too short.The two went from green college students to office workers together.Michelle went from a trainee lawyer in law school to a defense lawyer, and Asher graduated from university, from an international student to a hard-working financial barbarian.
Michelle always said that she was too lucky to meet Asher when he was the youngest.
From acquaintance, love, love to engagement, marriage, from love to family, this is a long and warm process.
Human life is only a short hundred years, how can we not cherish it.
To paraphrase an old saying that cannot be used any more badly: Hold your hand and grow old together.
In the code words of A and M's daily marriage chapter, the daily update will continue tomorrow, so stay tuned.