I finally understood what Xiaoyu meant. After the Spring Festival, our lives were probably about to end. She wanted to spend a happy life with me before the end. Moreover, the first two outings were all kinds of time restrictions. Now I finally have the opportunity to be together freely, how can I refuse?

I grabbed her hand and said softly: "Okay. I called Fang Xiaoya as soon as I got off the plane and asked her to come over immediately. We finished talking about the main content and gave her the specific details. Let's play together for a month."

Xiaoyu looked at me deeply, nodded gently, and smiled softly.

Nine hours later, at night, the plane entered Indian airspace. With the moonlight, I saw this "land of moon" in the Sanskrit meaning. Just like the moon in the sky, I felt its poetic feelings, painting-like scenery, and the deep love of the light rain beside me.

After getting off the plane, India arranged us in a pretty good hotel and hoped that the negotiations would start the next day, and we agreed. It can be seen that they were very urgent.

The negotiation went smoothly, and there was no dispute between the two sides on the price because we were not for money. Our only condition was to go public. India agreed readily, and they allowed us to list on the largest exchange in Mumbai, but I chose Madras for two reasons: one is the historical origin. The place was first a French colony, and was ceded to Britain after the Seven Years of War, but retained economic rights. Europeans are nostalgic and like to go to the former colony to invest. Now there is a large number of British and French companies there. Considering that the Qin family and the United Kingdom have close ties, and Qianhui still has some relationship in France, if listed there, it will be more conducive to the future development of Dongyu Company; the other is the geographical location. Madras is located on the east coast of India. Compared with Mumbai, the shorter range is conducive to the connection with the Far East.

Then we handed over the follow-up questions to Fang Xiaoya and started a one-month trip. The Indians were very hospitable and said they wanted to send someone to accompany us, but we politely refused.

Xiaoyu and I discussed it for a while and decided to start from New Delhi, to Arag and Mumbai, to the southeast to the southernmost end of the peninsula, and then upwards, and finally to Galgoda, and go around India for a week to carry out this happy journey. Xiaoyu had no objection.

The first impression India gave us is animals. Indians do not kill animals, so the streets are full of animals, from wild dogs to crows, you can see them as long as you can think of them. Among them, cows are the most respected. We once saw a cow lying in front of the Presidential Palace. Xiaoyu was shocked along the way, and she said that India is like a zoo.

The Indians impressed us very deeply. They are very conservative and still retain the hierarchy, which are those in our middle school history textbooks. They like to wear ethnic costumes. Men are wrapped in rags like bed sheets and feel dirty. Not to mention women, in some service departments, we often see Indian women wearing ethnic saris, sitting in front of the computer like pillows. We can't help laughing and laughing out our teeth many times.

The food in India also makes us helpless, especially me. India is the hometown of curry, rice, pancakes, stir-frying, soup and even Western food. All of them are filled with lots of curry. No matter what, it is sour and sour, the taste of Indian restaurants is not as good as that of... Alas, let's not talk about it. Even Chinese restaurants run by Malaysians are the same. Xiaoyu is still a habit, but I can't do it. I would rather chew bread to satisfy my hunger, but later I can't eat it anymore, so I had to try to eat a little. Every time I see the pain when I eat food, Xiaoyu will smile happily. I know she remembered the scene when she was eating curry rice in Hong Kong. I will never forget that day, it was the day when Xiaoyu and I became lovers and friends. That day, Xiaoyu was even more beautiful than the night in Victoria Harbor.

When we were visiting the Taj Mahal, it was sunset, and the whole building was shrouded in the dizzy sunlight, so beautiful that it was impossible to breathe. The tour guide said that Taj was a beautiful woman from Persia who fell in love with Sha Jiehan, the fifth emperor of the Mughal Dynasty. After giving birth to his 14th child, Sha Jiehan died overnight. In order to mourn his beloved wife, he devoted his whole country to build this mausoleum for twenty-two years. Xiaoyu and I listened quietly to this sad love story and were both intoxicated.

I couldn't help but turn to see Xiaoyu, and found that she had tears on her face and was looking at me deeply. I couldn't help but caress her beautiful face. Xiaoyu suddenly burst into tears, and she cried bitterly and threw herself into my arms.

I was extremely worried and said hurriedly: "Xiaoyu, why are you so impulsive? This is just a legend!"

"Cheng Dong, tell me, if it were me, what would you do?" Xiaoyu looked up and I saw her face covered in tears.

I frowned. Xiaoyu was happy all the way, but she always showed reluctance to leave without realizing it, which made this trip look like a separation from life and death. I sighed inwardly and hugged her tightly and said, "Xiaoyu, why do you say this again? If you don't agree with Qianhui's plan, I can reject her immediately and return three years to you! For you, I can do anything!"

Xiaoyu wiped her tears and said angrily: "What are you talking about? They are just moved! Aren't you moved?"

"No matter how touched you are, you won't be..."

"You answer me first?" Xiaoyu stared at me, relentlessly.

Xiaoyu’s question made me feel very sad. I looked into her eyes and said affectionately: “I don’t know, but I will definitely not build any building for you. If I can, I would rather wait for you.”

The rain plunged into my arms and cried bitterly again, and we hugged each other tightly. Tagore said that the Taj Mahal was "a tear on the eternal cheek". At this moment, I understood that it was not an ordinary tear, but a tear of love. It flowed endlessly for everyone who loved each other and would never evaporate.

On December 19th, we arrived at Bandrol, the "Garden City". At the market, I bought two animal bone necklaces that symbolize love. Xiaoyu asked me why I didn't buy one for Qianhui, but I didn't say it. When I arrived at the hotel, I took out one of them and gently hung it for her.

"Xiaoyu, do you still remember what day it was today?"

"What day?" Xiaoyu asked back.

I hugged her and sat on the bed, and said softly: "Today is Yaoyao's birthday, and it's a more important day, so I'll only buy you two."

"I thought you forgot!" Xiaoyu looked at me with tears in her eyes.

"How could I forget it! I remember every bit of it with you, not to mention that it was my most perfect and happiest night." My eyes were also wet.

Xiaoyu didn't say anything, just leaned on my shoulder and kept crying. I knew that these were tears of happiness.

I helped her up and said, "Stop crying, Xiaoyu, you should be happy on such an important day!"

"I cry only when I am happy!" Xiaoyu let out a coquettish voice, hugged my neck, and whispered, "Cheng Dong, love me, I am willing to be your woman for the rest of my life!"

I didn't say anything, but just looked at her with love. Xiaoyu smiled lightly and looked at me. We were watching deeply. After a long time, I lowered my head and kissed her lips and gently. Xiaoyu closed her eyes and responded gently. We kissed very slowly and devotedly. We were not in a hurry to go down. We wanted to fill all the time, every minute, every second of the day.

Outside the window, the slightly moist drizzle was pouring down the window lattice. Inside, we were having sex, making love very gentle, like an angel flapping its wings. The drizzle was abnormal, like a shy girl. When the perfect moment came, I saw a tear flowing from the corner of her eyes. She had another perfect first night.
Chapter completed!