Chapter 1587 A Sentimental Moment

The night was deep.

The afternoon wedding and the evening banquet were still fresh in her memory.

But in the silence after the hustle and bustle, these recent memories were ultimately no match for the encroaching weariness.

At this moment, Ruoyu was already asleep under a blanket.

Because it was a private jet, Brother Jue and Ruoyu alone occupied a small cabin at the front; there weren't many seats in the cabin, but the spacing was very generous, and the seats themselves were very wide and comfortable, unlike those on commercial airlines.

Ruoyu had basically reclined her seat and lay down to sleep; Feng Bujue was sitting right next to Ruoyu's seat, which happened to be a window seat.

In this late night, most of the people on the plane were already asleep, after all, everyone had a tiring day… but Brother Jue was still looking out the window at the night view of the stratosphere, without any sleepiness.

"Unknowingly, Xiao Tan has also started a family…" he murmured in his heart, his tone like an old man.

Whenever it came to times like these, people would become sentimental, and Feng Bujue, as a "literary man," was no exception.

In his impression, Xiao Tan still seemed to be that kind and innocent little kid; this silly child always wore a pure smile on his face, following behind him, calling "Brother Jue, Brother Jue"... he was always so worrying, as if you walked faster and looked back, he would fall or get lost.

But today, Feng Bujue suddenly looked back… and suddenly realized that these were all just his wishful thinking.

Xiao Tan was already an adult, a responsible man; he could completely take care of himself and the person he loved.

Belatedly, whether in career or love, Wang Tanzhi had already moved ahead of Feng Bujue.

Xiao Tan seemed to be using his actions to tell Brother Jue—the road of life sometimes doesn't need to be walked too "smartly"; in fact, many people become "smart" and take detours or even get lost on those roads.

"Why aren't you asleep?" After an unknown amount of time, Ruoyu's gentle voice interrupted Feng Bujue's thoughts. As she spoke, she put her seat back up and sat up herself.

"I'm thinking," Feng Bujue replied, propping his chin up, still looking out the window, not turning his head.

"Thinking about what?" Ruoyu asked.

"Thinking about life," Brother Jue replied weakly.

"Pfft…" Unexpectedly, Ruoyu couldn't help but laugh at this answer, her originally sleepy expression turning into a sneer.

"Hey, hey... what kind of reaction is that?" Feng Bujue finally turned his head, squinting his eyes as he asked.

"A normal reaction," Ruoyu replied with a smile.

"Is it funny that I'm thinking about life?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"Thinking about life isn't funny," Ruoyu said. "Seeing a good friend get married and thus thinking about life is only natural… but for you, Feng Bujue, to do so is very funny."

"Then, 'I, Feng Bujue'..." Feng Bujue imitated the other party's tone as he said, "what should I be like?"

"You should stare blankly with dead fish eyes, lazily saying something like…" Ruoyu imitated Brother Jue's usual cheeky tone as she said, "'Ah... another fine young man has been pushed into the fiery pit of marriage, life from now on is a gray wasteland'... lines like that."

After hearing this, Feng Bujue thought silently for a few seconds, and then also laughed: "That's right, ha... that's me."

But Ruoyu's smile disappeared at this moment, because she saw a hint of bitterness in Feng Bujue's smile.

Then, a sudden silence interrupted the two people's conversation.

"I'm sorry," After a moment, Ruoyu returned to her usual tone and spoke again.

"Why are you apologizing?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I don't know how to say it," Ruoyu shook her head, she was never good at conveying her inner feelings with words, and couldn't describe how she was feeling at this moment.

"Actually, you don't need to apologize." Fortunately, without too many words, Feng Bujue could understand what she was trying to convey. "You're right, the Feng Bujue you know, the Feng Bujue everyone knows, and… the Feng Bujue I myself know, should indeed have that kind of reaction." He smiled again, "Ha... I don't even know when I changed."

"So…" Ruoyu tentatively continued, "the current you no longer feels that married life is a gray wasteland?"

Hearing this, Feng Bujue turned his head, looked into Ruoyu's eyes, and said softly, "With you, nothing is a gray wasteland…"

His words made Ruoyu lower her head in a flustered manner.

But two seconds later, Brother Jue's expression suddenly changed, one corner of his mouth hooked up, revealing his standard cheeky smile: "... Did you think I would say that? Hahahaha~"

His change in tone and loud laughter made Ruoyu raise her head in surprise.

"Thinking too much!" Feng Bujue continued in his most common, infuriating tone, "Speaking of which, we're actually already living the life of an old married couple, right? Living under the same roof, sleeping in separate beds for a long time, with a clear division of household chores, and we've already become very used to and adapted to each other's pace of life; I occasionally act cheeky towards you in my words, and you occasionally punch me a few times to exercise... What kind of life is that, not a gray wasteland, it's just darkness!"

"You bastard..." When Brother Jue had only said half of his words, Ruoyu's expression had already turned into a cold face plus dead fish eyes, and when he finished speaking, Ruoyu used a low voice to continue, "I thought you were finally saying something touching... but what did you say!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already flipped over and straddled Brother Jue's waist, with both hands simultaneously grabbing the latter's neck.

Because the seats on this plane were very spacious, her legs could just fit inside the armrests on both sides, pinning Brother Jue down and unable to move.

"Guh—" Being choked, Feng Bujue still didn't show weakness, still saying with a hoarse voice, "Getting angry out of embarrassment... Hmph, when you caught the bouquet at the wedding... I saw something unusual in your expression... You were trying to get information out of me just now, could it be that you wanted to trick me into proposing?"

"Xiao Ling threw the bouquet on purpose!" Ruoyu added strength to her hands, saying fiercely, "It was about to hit my face, how could I not catch it?"

"Cough…" Feng Bujue protected his neck with his hands, still able to speak, "What I said was the actual situation..."

"Damn it... To put it bluntly, what you care about most is sleeping in separate beds, right?" Ruoyu was also aggressive, her strength so great that Brother Jue had no room to resist, "You also hinted at it all day long... Is that what you want to do so much? Do you want me to fulfill your wish here!"

These were just angry words from the heat of the moment, just like when we often say "Do you want me to die in front of you right now" during arguments, obviously just saying it.

However…

Just as she said these words, someone opened the cabin door, lifted the curtain, and walked in from the rear cabin.

That person was none other than… the old gentleman who had overheard their conversation at the church door during the day.

The old man's name was Albert, and in terms of seniority, he should be considered Xiao Tan's grandfather's disciple... but his age was actually older than Xiao Tan's grandfather.

At this time, Albert had just opened the cabin door and stepped in halfway, and Ruoyu happened to say the sentence "do you want to do it so much"; the old gentleman pondered for a moment, this plane... was very soundproof, and there was no one else in this cabin...

So, two seconds later, Albert said with a blank expression, as if talking to himself, "Well... I'd better go to the toilet in the rear cabin."

After saying that, this old man used skills that were no less than a young man's, quickly exited the door, pulled the curtain back, closed the door, and even inserted the latch to lock the door...