"Stop fooling around. I'm writing them now. I can finish within three days."
Zhang Lanhe's hair was tugged. He cried out in pain and looked up at Xie Huizhou, who had leaned over, then caught his wrist, pulled him into his arms, and kissed him. Their love ran deep. Even after several years, they had never grown distant; instead, they were inseparable, like an old married couple.
"If you're tired, let someone else do it. You don't have to do everything yourself."
Zhang Lanhe set the freshly written wedding invitation aside and could not resist holding and cuddling Xie Huizhou again, reluctant to let go.
Xie Huizhou had spent all these years buying houses like mad. Now they could move somewhere new every so often, which was practically an endless honeymoon.
Zhang Lanhe was no slouch either. He had also bought houses among famous mountains and rivers, so if they did not want to stay somewhere crowded, they could head into the mountains.
That way, no one would notice that they never aged. If they returned to stay later, they could claim to be nephews or younger descendants.
Sometimes they appeared on bustling city streets, sometimes among rural homes with little bridges over flowing streams, and sometimes in remote forests, deserts, by the sea, or in ancient temples...
Zhang Lanhe and Xie Huizhou left their footprints in all sorts of places while blending into the crowd. No one noticed them beyond perhaps complimenting their handsome looks.
Their plan was flawless.
Xie Huizhou and Zhang Lanhe lived the carefree life they had dreamed of, spending their days traveling among mountains and rivers.
A little while ago, they had heard that Fang Yuanke and Zhou Yanqing were getting married and quietly returned to Capital City to bring them wedding gifts. Seeing how