When Are You Getting Married

Hearing this, Su Yang clamped his cigarette between his lips. With a smile on his face, he leaned his hands on the platform and looked ahead.

"Life is always full of unexpected things. Maybe one day, a single event can change a person's entire life. So, not to mention you, even I am quite surprised."

"Why are you getting all sentimental?" Meng Wenzhou smiled, walking over to sit beside Su Yang.

The others also got up and walked over to sit by the edge of the platform.

"Well, hearing you talk about these things just made me feel a little emotional all of a sudden."

"Haha, can I ask you something?" Meng Wenzhou turned his head to look at Su Yang.

"Go ahead."

"When are you two planning to get married?"

Su Yang: "..."

"What? Get married?" Su Yang hadn't expected Meng Wenzhou to suddenly ask this question and was slightly taken aback.

"Hehe, just asking casually. I was just thinking that if you get married, we'll completely become one family, and I could even call you brother-in-law. How great would that be?" Meng Wenzhou blinked and smiled.

Su Yang scratched his head. "Just because of that?"

"Of course not, I just suddenly thought of this topic."

"There probably isn't a rush for that yet."

"Then when are you planning to take her back to meet your parents?"

"That can be done anytime. I'll ask her what she thinks after we get back."

"With her personality, do you think your parents might not like her?"

"Why?"

"She's so cold and aloof. What elders would like that kind of style? I'm even worried for you..."

"You're worrying over nothing. As long as it's someone I like, my parents will definitely like her too. But enough about me, what about you?" Su Yang looked at Meng Wenzhou and asked in return.

"Me? What about me?"

"When are you planning to get married? Don't your parents rush you?"

"Me? I'm not in a hurry. Let me mess around for another year or two before talking about it. Besides, I don't even have a girlfriend right now, so who would I marry?" Meng Wenzhou laughed.

"With so many beautiful women around us, is there not a single one that catches your eye?"

"There is, but..."

"But what?"

Meng Wenzhou rolled his eyes at Su Yang and joked, "You have the nerve to ask me? Don't all these girls like you? They wouldn't look twice at me."

Su Yang burst into laughter. "You have to take the initiative!"

"Actually, to be honest, I really did like that Little Lu from before. But she didn't seem interested in me, and after a while, my feelings faded."

"Although all these girls now are pretty, none of them give me that special heart-fluttering feeling where I just wholeheartedly want to be with them."

"Then what type do you like, Old Meng?" Zhang Ziming asked from the side.

"I can't say for sure what type. This kind of thing still depends on feeling. If the feeling is right, it doesn't matter even if the other person isn't that pretty. It's just that the string that touches my heart hasn't been plucked yet."

"Then that makes things difficult for you."

"It doesn't matter, I'll just let nature take its course. A few years ago, I was out playing around every day with countless girls around me, but after all that messing around, it was just okay."

"Now that I'm a bit older, it seems I'm not as interested in those things anymore. I'm pretty zen about it now."

"If one day I truly meet someone where the feeling is mutual and we click well, when the time comes, I'll get married."

"Brother Meng, your state of mind is quite profound now," Liu Bo smiled.

"It's about the same for everyone. Once you've had enough fun, you'll also feel that playing the field all day is really just so-so."

"Then I definitely haven't had enough fun yet."

"That's normal. When you're young, you should have fun. A person's life is only a short few decades. As long as you have the ability, you should try to experience all kinds of lifestyles. That way, your trip to this world won't be in vain."

Hearing this, the others all gave Meng Wenzhou a thumbs-up.

"Well said! It's a pity we don't have alcohol, otherwise I would definitely toast you," Ji Bo laughed loudly.

"Hey, by the way, Old Meng, what about that girl who liked you back in Lucheng? Did you stop contacting her after that?" Zhang Ziming tilted his head and asked.

"You mean Xia Keke?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"We do contact each other. She even treated me to dinner before we came out here."

"Damn? Then why didn't you invite her to come along?"

"Are you stupid? Isn't she in our big group chat? She said before that she couldn't take such a long leave from work."

"Oh right, why is my memory so bad now?"

"You're not starting to get Alzheimer's at such a young age, are you?"

"It wouldn't go that far, right?"

"Your current behavior is very similar. You still need to be careful. If it gets worse, go to the hospital for a check-up."

"It's not at that point yet. Let's not talk about this. What's your take on Xia Keke? That girl is quite pretty too."

"Sigh, I just feel like something is still missing."

"Alright then, take your time searching."

Everyone sat on the platform chatting for a while, until Meng Qianyu and a few other girls walked back carrying several bags.

Seeing the boys sitting on the platform chatting, Meng Qianyu quickly ran over and placed the bags on the counter. "Come on, grab some milk tea."

"I was just getting thirsty. Qianyu is the best," Zhang Ziming said with a beaming smile as he opened the bag.

At this moment, Zhong Qing and Gao Yue happened to walk over and heard this.

Zhong Qing laughed, "Are you implying that we aren't good? We just bought you guys coffee earlier."

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that. You're all the best."

"Tch."

Everyone took a cup of milk tea, and the girls walked over to the folding chairs and sat down.

Then, Tang Ziyun asked, "By the way, how are we distributing the tents tonight?"

"Three people to a tent. Let me see, we have six guys and six girls, so it's very easy to divide. Two groups of guys and two groups of girls," Chu Qiunan said as he glanced at everyone.

"Yeah, that makes sense. Let's do that."

"Then the three of us will share a tent." Meng Qianyu looked at Tang Ziyun. "Sister Ziyun, you, me, and my sister will share one."

Tang Ziyun nodded and smiled, "Sure."

Su Qingci looked at Zhong Qing and Gao Yue. "Then the three of us will share a tent."

"OK."

At this moment, Zhang Ziming looked at Liu Bo with a look of disgust and said, "I'm not sharing a tent with you today. Your snoring is terrifying."

Liu Bo laughed, "Then I'll share a tent with Brother Meng and Brother Yang."

Meng Wenzhou said flatly, "I'm quite terrified too."

"What? Are you all rejecting me?"

"I'm not rejecting you!" Ji Bo patted his chest and smiled. "Pang Ge, I'll share a tent with you."

"Hehe, that works. We're still missing one, who's in?"

The others looked at each other in dismay. Meng Wenzhou grabbed Su Yang and Zhang Ziming. "The three of us will share a tent."

Chu Qiunan was stunned. "Oh, I see how it is, you're setting me up. Fine, fine, fine, I'll reluctantly share a tent with those two."

Everyone quickly finished assigning the tents. Around four in the afternoon, Liu Bo and Ji Bo returned from a stroll around the area.

Liu Bo looked at the group and said, "They're going to have a bonfire barbecue feast here later. Should we join them?"

"What do you mean?"

"It means the manager of this campsite wants to invite all of us tourists to join their barbecue dinner party. Look over there, they've already started setting up the tables."

The group all stood up and turned their heads to look behind the tents.

A number of staff members could be seen setting up canopy tents, with some arranging long tables and others preparing the barbecue grills.

"Is it free?" Zhang Ziming asked.

"As if! I asked, and it's a hundred bucks a person, all-you-can-eat."

"They sure know how to do business. That works though, I was just wondering what to eat for dinner anyway."

"OK, so it's settled then? Anyone else have any objections?" Liu Bo looked over at the girls.

Everyone shook their heads, indicating they had no problem with it.

"Alright, I'll go pay."

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