This morning, Ning Bingrou and I packed our luggage in the room, had breakfast in the hotel, and met with Rosa and Frank, and set off for the next wedding photo place.

We originally planned to drive by myself, but because time was tight, we couldn't let us continue to play like this. In desperation, we had to take a plane to rush over.

As for Frank's off-road vehicle, it doesn't matter if he stays on West Lake. He has friends there, so it's okay to park it there for the time being.

Ning Bingrou and I both expressed surprise. Even if we were not as wide as Frank's circle of friends, he was still a foreigner...

The last stop was the wedding photos of the sea view. I had been busy for another day. At about five o'clock in the evening, we took the high-speed train and returned to City A.

When I went to the high-speed rail station, Frank was already turning on his laptop in the taxi and me to renovate the wedding photos of Ning Bingrou.

Until not long after, we got on the high-speed rail, and he was still working. It seemed that in his eyes, there was only computers at this moment.

We bought first-class seats. In order to allow the four of us to sit together and to facilitate a table for Frank to continue working, we also changed seats with two passengers, and the four of us sat together.

During the whole process, Frank didn't say anything, but just focused on handling the photos for us.

After taking the seat, Ning Bingrou and I looked at each other and smiled at Frank and said, "Brother, are you too dedicated? I really feel like I'm on a business trip and I don't forget to organize documents to give customers."

Frank just looked up at me, then continued to focus his eyes on the computer screen, and responded with a smile: "For me, this is also from work. For example, in China, isn't a popular word called 'involved' on the Internet? There is also such a situation in our photographer industry, and I have to work hard!"

Rosa took a sip of mineral water and joked to Ning Bingrou and me, "Don't pay attention to him, Frank is like this. He likes photography and editing from the bottom of his heart. This is not only his job, but also his hobby. He usually deals with these things except when he is with me, and he has no other hobbies."

Ning Bingrou followed the words: "Sha, what about you? How are you writing a book now?"

When talking about this topic, Rosa's expression became a little melancholy. She sighed softly and said helplessly.

"The previous book is finished and the new book has been signed, and it has started to be published. But now I feel more and more unable to write it now... The grades of the previous book are pretty good and have brought me many fans and readers, but because of this, I feel very stressed, afraid that I don't write well enough, so I'll be criticized. More importantly, I'm worried that my level will disappoint the readers' expectations."

Ning Bingrou handed Rosa a bottle of water and comforted her with a smile: "You shouldn't have such a burden. In this world, we can't make anyone very satisfied with you. It's normal for you to write a book and have fans, and there are people who will criticize you. All you need to do is to concentrate on creating and don't need to consider other things."

Rosa took the mineral water from Ning Bingrou's hand, unscrewed it and took a small sip, and said with a smile.

"I understand the truth. Besides, it's the end of the year now. I heard that I'm cutting books recently. It means that I think the data in your book is not good and you will be finished... What I worry about is whether I will have such a result, because my new work is from a new theme. If I can't control it well, it's over."

At this moment, Frank stretched out his finger, thought for a while, and said, "In your words, there is a word that can summarize your current thoughts, that is, 'Worrying'."

I immediately laughed and said in surprise: "Oh, Frank, your Chinese level really makes me admire you every time. I understand it very well!"

"It was all exaggerated by the knowledge atmosphere brought by Sasha. If this continues, I might be able to write a book."

...

At around nine o'clock in the evening, we finally returned to the familiar city A. Rosa and Frank naturally followed us to come back to Inspur Villa. They have stayed in Inspur Villa these few days. After all, in a few days, Ning Bingrou and I will be on the wedding date.

In response, Frank also said that within tomorrow, all the photos can be processed and washed out for us.

At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Ning Bingrou and I were in the familiar room in the villa, flipping through the wedding photos Frank took for us, but what we see now is the original picture.

In the photo, both of us smiled brightly and happily. As we looked at the photo, we both smiled again on our faces.

“It looks so good.”

Ning Bingrou smiled at me, and she adjusted the desk lamp next to the bedside table a little, and said.

"Dongli, I'll discuss something with you. Tomorrow... we'll go to the hospital for examination and then have a full physical examination. How about it?"

When I heard the "full physical examination", I suddenly became a little nervous and said quickly: "I'll do a checkup for you, forget about the full physical examination."

"Why? It's just a physical examination. You have to pay more attention to your health. Go."

"I haven't had a physical examination for many years. I'm really afraid of finding out some problems, because I know in my heart that adults have been going through so many years, if they go for examination, they will definitely find some problems, but I don't know if they are big problems or minor problems..."

"Yes, it's because of this that it's even more necessary to have a physical examination, otherwise it will be too late to find out later."

"Okay, listen to you, then go, but you have to make an appointment in advance, right?"

"No, just go to the hospital."

Just as I was chatting with Ning Bingrou, the phone I was holding in my hand was vibrating. I picked it up and saw that it was the phone call from Lao Zhou.

I smiled and pressed the phone directly to answer the phone.

"Old Zhou, it's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"

"I'm going to bed after calling you. That's it. Your mother and I plan to go to City A tomorrow. The unit has approved my leave and go to your side three days in advance. If I wait until your wedding day, this is a bit unreasonable."

Ning Bingrou and I looked at each other and smiled. She leaned closer to her cell phone and asked with a smile: "Uncle Zhou, what time will you come to A City tomorrow?"

"Oh, it's Bingrou." Lao Zhou's tone and attitude of speaking changed immediately, and he became less dull than when he was talking to me just now.

"We will arrive at the high-speed rail station in City A at about four o'clock tomorrow afternoon. This time I won't drive there. My feet were rheumatoid two days ago and it was not very comfortable. It would be better not to drive."

"Uncle Zhou, then you should be careful. After arriving at the high-speed rail station tomorrow, remember to call me or Dongli. We will pick you up at that time. Remember, don't take a ride by yourself."

"Oh, okay, then let's do it. Let's take a break first. You should go to bed early, have a regular schedule, and maintain a good physical condition."

Lao Zhou hung up the phone after he finished speaking, but my expression became confused. I always felt that there was something in the last sentence Lao Zhou said just now.

"Dongli, why are you doing this expression?"

"Don't you think... what my dad said last time seemed to be implying something?"

Ning Bingrou looked puzzled, she thought for a while, and then she realized in an instant. She turned around shyly.

"That's right, you know..." Then, she imitated the tone of Lao Zhou's speech just now and added: "You need regular work and rest, do you know?"

"I know, otherwise how can I prepare for the next one? Bingrou, how many are you planning to give birth to..."

Chapter completed!