Chang Shang smiled softly, blinked her eyes, and seriously thought about where to go.
After a moment, her eyes lit up: "How about we go to Xinjiang, Turpan, and Sailimu Lake?"
"Going to Xinjiang? You haven't recovered from your illness, and you are not afraid of the strong wind and sand. You will get sick again when the time comes."
"I just want to go to Xinjiang." When she said this, she was obviously coquettish. As she spoke, she slowly sat up, staring directly at Chang Mian, and held his hand: "Okay? Just
I’m not interested in going to Xinjiang or anywhere else.”
"Okay, let's go to Xinjiang, starting from Yinchuan, first to Dunhuang and then to Turpan, and slowly stroll along the Silk Road."
After Chang Mian nodded, the two of them said that wind is like rain.
On the fifth day after Chang Shang recovered from her illness, she set out on the road to Yinchuan.
At first Chang Shang only thought about having fun for six days, but she didn't expect that this trip would take more than a month.
The Tianshan Mountains, Kazanqi, Golden Beach, Friendship Peak, Karakul Lake, Kalamaili, Tarim River, Moon Bay, Lop Nur...any interesting Xinjiang beautiful scenery, both of them will not miss it.
Because there is no time limit, you can play as you wish. Sometimes if you see a good place, you will stay for five or six days.
It wasn't until the last day of October that the two returned to Beijing, took Che'er and Zuo Zuo home, and the family of four returned to City A.
After returning home and resting for a few days, the family flew to the base again.
At this time, it is already November 8th.
As soon as Chang Chang got off the plane, she felt that the base was different from usual. It was decorated with lights and colorful lights and looked beaming with joy. Because she arrived at the base at eight o'clock in the evening, those gorgeous and romantic lights were even more confusing.
Chang Shang couldn't help but become curious: "Chang Mian, why is the base so busy?"
Chang Mian's answer was nonchalant: "Well, we're going to have a banquet, and I invited a lot of people over, so it's quite lively. Go to bed early tonight, you'll be busy all day tomorrow, so be very energetic then.
Come."
"Hey, there's a party going on, why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Chang Mian hugged her tenderly: "Fool, because I wanted to give you a surprise, I naturally didn't tell you. Have you forgotten what day tomorrow is?"
Chang Shang was in a daze and thought for a long time: "Is there anything special tomorrow?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Chang Mian hit her on the head with a dose of chestnuts: "I wonder what day tomorrow is?"
"I can't remember, nothing special."
It's neither her birthday nor his birthday, nor Che'er's birthday nor Zuo Zuo's birthday, nor a big holiday... Chang Shang pursed her lips and raised her head slightly: "I won't guess, just tell me directly.
Me, what day is tomorrow?”
Chang Mian restlessly put his hand inside her clothes and touched her smooth skin along the clothes with ease.
"You forgot, that time at Brother Yan's house, I held your hand and led you to climb the ladder boat. On that day, I officially confessed to you and asked you to fall in love with me."
"November 9th, until tomorrow, it will be four years. Time really flies by. Changshang, tomorrow is the fourth anniversary of our love."
"I'm going to hold a banquet and invite all my relatives and friends over so that they can share this joy with us."
Chang Mian said, but his hands showed no intention of stopping.