A limited edition Suntan was parked at the entrance of the middle school. Karun sat in the car, holding a cigarette in his left hand and flipping through the religious book on his lap with his right hand.

It was a very cinematic scene, vividly illustrating what it meant to be young, wealthy, handsome, and cultured.

When the middle school girls came out from school and passed by the car, they couldn't help but look inside. Some girls even walked past and then circled back to take another look.

Of course, the boys were the same. Most boys at this age had fantasized about driving a luxury car and parking it at the school gate.

"Hey, that's Afu's car," Rent recognized the car.

"This is my brother's car," Chris said.

Next, Mina, Rent, and Chris walked past the Suntan.

Rent deliberately shouted loudly, "Brother, why are you here?"

Karun closed the book and smiled, "I'm here to pick you up after school."

"Great!"

Rent went to open the car door, but Mina grabbed his backpack, causing him to stumble and fall to the ground.

Chris stood next to him, covering her mouth.

"Brother, we've already finished school, and you've seen us," Mina said.

"And then?"

"And then you've already picked us up after school."

"And then?"

"And then we can take the tram home!"

Mina smiled at Karun, then made a fist and gave a thumbs-up gesture before pulling Rent's head and following Chris to the tram station.

Karun reopened the book on his lap and continued reading.

Dis's bookmark was still hidden in "The Light of Order."

Sometimes, it's much harder to choose something you hate than something you like. It had been almost a week, and Karun still hadn't made a choice.

Dis urged him, not to choose the bookmark, but to bring the girl from the "Allen" family home for dinner.

At the same time, he gave himself a second bookmark.

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But this was also a form of urging. Karun knew that something big was about to happen, and besides Dis, no one could intervene, not even cheering from the sidelines.

And he had already prepared a retreat under Dis's arrangement.

He felt that from the standpoint of "family," he should be in the study, holding his grandfather's leg and crying, "Grandpa, don't face danger. Your family will always be with you. We will always be together."

But the problem was that he and Dis were both too cold and rational. When they sat face to face in the study, their communication was like the friction of two cold machines, not conversation.

He turned the page and read about the introduction of Berry Church. Actually, Karun hadn't had much contact with churches in real life, and Berry Church was the only one that had successfully disgusted him. But he felt that by writing "Berry Church" on the bookmark, he had somehow given them an advantage, even though Berry Church definitely didn't want it.

...

Younis walked out of the school gate wearing a khaki windbreaker and hair clips, holding a few books in her hand and wearing leather boots on her feet.Karun really liked looking at her boots, and he was aware that during their last date, his gaze kept drifting towards them, and she must have noticed.

"Teacher" is a noun, but sometimes it can also be an adjective; anyway, today's Yoonis teacher was very teacher-like.

Her appearance attracted the attention of many people, especially the young male teachers who left work with her.

When they saw Yoonis walking towards the limited edition Suntland at the school gate, it seemed like they could hear their hearts breaking.

"Should I say it's a coincidence?"

Yoonis bent down and said to Karun through the car window.

Karun put the book back in the drawer and asked with a smile, "Should I say you're here to pick up your younger siblings from school?"

Yoonis got into the car.

As she fastened her seatbelt, Karun's gaze fell directly on her boots.

"Do you like them?" Yoonis asked. "I noticed last time that you kept staring at them."

"They're very nice," Karun said candidly. "You look good in boots, they suit your style."

Karun reached out and lightly touched the surface of the boots.

Yoonis bit her lip, and it was clear that she was a bit nervous, but she tried to remain calm. In any case, she didn't show any signs of rejection or make any protective movements.

A slightly unconventional move during a romantic relationship can bring the two parties closer and push the relationship forward, but it is important to have a clear understanding of the relationship between the two parties, especially one's own face, otherwise it can easily backfire and even lead to trouble.

"Are we going shopping?" Karun asked.

"Shopping?" Yoonis was a bit surprised. "It seems like all the men I know are very resistant to accompanying their wives shopping."

"That's after marriage," Karun laughed. "Before marriage, everyone likes it."

"Karun, you're so straightforward."

Karun drove Yoonis to a commercial pedestrian street. It wasn't the most high-end pedestrian street in Roja City, not because Karun was trying to save money - in fact, he had a lot of money to spend on dating. His grandfather, uncles and aunts, and even his fiancee Yoonis had given him enough money to live a luxurious life in Roja City, not to mention the money that Alfred, the demon, kept stuffing into his car.

The reason why they didn't go to the most high-end street on Laiyin Street was that it was too close to where Yoonis lived, so they had to settle for second best.

"I like the atmosphere of Roja, it's more relaxed compared to Wein. You might laugh, but I even think that people on Roja Street walk much slower than those on Wein Street."

"A slow-paced city."

"Slow-paced...I really like this description."

Yoonis pushed open the door of a leather shoe store and walked in.

Karun paused at the door for a few seconds and looked at the sign that read "Men's Leather Shoe Store."

So, everything has two sides, just like arranged marriages. If you happen to be arranged with someone you think is suitable, you will find that the other person is consciously pushing the process forward, and the interaction will be very strong.

Of course, with Karun's personality and psychological maturity, he couldn't possibly engage in the "guess what" type of love game.

"Which shoes do you like?" Yoonis asked.

"Of course, you have to help me choose," Karun said.

"But the shoes are going to be on your feet," Yoonis said.

"But I rarely look down."

Yoonis smiled and, with the help of the store clerk, picked out three shoe styles for Karun.

"Shall we try them on?"

"Sure."Karun sat down on a cushioned chair and began to try on shoes.

The female clerk habitually squatted down to help, but Yunis was the first to squat down and adjust Karun's shoes. She pressed the toe with her fingers and asked, "Is it too tight?"

"No."

Then Yunis reached out and poked the heel position and tried the gap. "Will it be a little tight?"

Before Karun could answer, Yunis said, "But it will be looser after wearing it for a while."

"Yes, you're right," the female clerk said.

"Do you like it?" Yunis looked up at Karun.

"I like it."

"Okay, please pack this pair for me, and let's try the other two casual ones."

When they came out of the shoe store, Karun had three shoe boxes in his bag.

"Do you know that when my mother and father met, my mother also bought shoes for my father, just because she accidentally ran over my father's foot while riding a bike, haha."

"Haha, that's fate, isn't it?"

"Yes, so my mother often says that if it weren't for her carelessness that day, maybe my two brothers and I wouldn't exist."

"No, it won't happen."

"Really?"

"Two people who are destined to be together may meet because of a small accident, but isn't that small accident also a kind of destiny?"

"I really like listening to you, Karun. You are like my father. His words always give people enlightenment and thinking, very flavorful."

"Then I really want to visit and get to know your father."

"You can definitely find common ground with him. My father likes to drink tea and chat with people, but my brothers and cousins of the same age are afraid to sit face to face with him. Do you know that feeling, the feeling of having a majestic elder in the family?"

Of course, Karun knew that his family's Dis was like that. But he couldn't answer that way because he had already arranged for Dis to catch eels last time they went out.

"My family is very kind, but I can imagine that feeling. Sometimes, they don't mean to be majestic, but they are not used to expressing love in another way."

"Well, there's a belt shop ahead..."

Yunis reached out to lift Karun's coat to look at his belt, but halfway through the movement, she suddenly realized it was inappropriate, and her face turned red.

Karun took her hand and said, "Come on, let's go take a look."

After selecting two belts, Karun still held Yunis's hand naturally.

"Are you hungry?" Karun asked.

"Not really." Yunis pouted slightly, swaying her upper body lightly from side to side, but this degree of movement couldn't shake her hand out of Karun's.

This pouting look reminded Karun of the Puerh pouting that afternoon.

"Then let's go eat dinner. There seems to be a Vayne restaurant ahead."

"Okay... wait a minute."

Yunis stopped and looked thoughtful.

Karun asked, "Did you forget to buy an umbrella?"

"Yes, an umbrella. Oh, how did you know?"

Buying leather shoes makes you stay. Buying a belt ties you up. Buying an umbrella hooks you.

This is a Vayne custom that Karun's mother ordered. From nobles to poor people, before discussing marriage, women will prepare these three gifts for men.

After asking the question, Yunis lowered her head directly, lightly tapping her boots on the ground. He actually knew this Vayne custom!"Shall we complete the mission first?"

Karun lowered his head and gently pushed aside Yunes's hair.

Yunes responded with a soft "Mm."

She was still a nineteen-year-old girl, and while her family's wealth allowed her to excel in many ways beyond her peers, there were some things that could only be learned through experience.

And love experience couldn't be gained from books, as those who were able to easily fall in love rarely read books about it. So who were those books written for?

Yunes picked out a black umbrella for Karun, one that was delicate and artistic.

"I feel like I'm all geared up, like a knight who used to be helped by his squire to put on his armor before going to battle."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Yunes laughed.

"Well, maybe a little. Thank you, Yunes."

"Don't mention it, and I think saying 'thank you' sounds a bit too formal..."

Karun lowered his head and lightly brushed his lips against hers while Yunes was speaking.

Yunes was stunned, it was her first kiss.

"I accept your criticism and have promptly made the correction. Please review my current attitude."

Yunes patted Karun's chest with her hand.

"Hehehe..."

Karun held an umbrella, a shoebox, and a belt box in his right hand and hugged the girl with his left hand.

The girl seemed to want to break free, but Karun held her firmly and said, "Let's go eat dinner."

Perhaps it wasn't love, and both sides were acting with some intention, but it couldn't be denied that they were willing to reveal their innocent side that they wouldn't normally show.

Karun looked at the girl beside him, and maybe they were both wearing masks, but at least they were the ones they liked.

Karun wasn't very satisfied with the authentic Viennese cuisine at the Wein restaurant. Maybe it was because the pride of the Viennese people was reflected in their dishes, which were too traditional and excluded any innovation and progress.

If it weren't for Yunes sitting across from him and tasting the taste of her hometown in these dishes, Karun wouldn't even touch them.

"I feel like you don't really like the taste of Viennese cuisine," Yunes noticed because Karun didn't hide his feelings about the food in front of him.

"Yes, I don't think I can get used to Viennese cuisine," Karun said frankly.

If the Blue cuisine was too sweet, then Viennese cuisine was like dark cuisine made under various traditional constraints.

It's not that it's so bad, the ingredients are good, but it seems to deliberately make the ingredients not as tasty.

Upon hearing this, Yunes suddenly felt sad.

So, does that mean he won't be able to adapt to life in Vienna? My mother asked me to ask if he's willing to go to Vienna, but he obviously isn't.

"But fortunately, I usually cook for myself. My family's restaurant has a bell, do you remember?"

"I remember seeing it last time."

"I really enjoy the feeling of ringing the bell after preparing the dishes and calling my family out to eat. It's a wonderful sensation beyond the taste of food."

"That's great. Although I've also learned cooking, I know I can't compare to you."

Yunes still remembered the pot of perfectly cooked fish with a delicious aroma, but unfortunately, it was prepared for the cat.

Karun reached out and placed his hand on the back of Yunes's hand, gently rubbing his fingers.Younis's hand was slightly stiff. Although everyone was walking briskly in unison, even jumping in sync, she still needed a little time to maintain this intimate physical contact naturally. For example, she needed to think about it a few more times before going to bed at night.

The advantage of being handsome is that even if you are just trying to take advantage of someone, in the other person's eyes, it looks like a priest is sincerely praying for you.

While touching her hand, Karun said, "So, even if we live in Wien in the future, I will insist on cooking myself. I can also announce that you are free from the punishment of Wien cuisine for so many years."

Huh? Did he say he was going to live in Wien? Wait, is this a confession?

Younis felt her body tremble a bit in this sentence, as if an electric current had passed through her body.

Karun said, "Come to my house for dinner tomorrow. My family wants to meet you."

Younis nodded, "Okay."

...

The car stopped at the door of Younis's house on Rhine Street. The two stood face to face at the door, and Karun noticed that the curtains in the living room on the first floor were shaking slightly.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay."

Karun reached out and hugged Younis's waist, leaned forward, and kissed her lips.

It was the second light kiss, and she learned to close her eyes.

"Good night, sweet dreams."

"You too, drive safely."

"Okay."

Younis walked into the living room, and in the familiar position, the familiar lights were turned off, and her mother was sitting on the familiar sofa.

"The progress is really fast." Mrs. Jenny smiled and put the cigarette in her mouth, "Mwah."

"Is Mom laughing at me?" Younis asked.

"No, I'm happy for you. You know, I've seen too many arranged marriages, and they are generally just going through the motions. They may pretend to be affectionate in public, but discerning people can see through it. Behind the scenes, they may each do their own thing and not interfere with each other. I'm sorry, my daughter, I can't change your grandfather's decision. As a mother, I'm a failure. But now it looks pretty good, and you seem to be enjoying it."

"Mom, I feel like it's inappropriate for you to say that."

"My daughter is grown up. What's inappropriate? Oh, by the way, did you buy the things I taught you to buy for him?"

"I did, and he likes them very much. Oh, by the way, I promised to go to his house for dinner tomorrow."

"Okay." Mrs. Jenny suddenly noticed something and asked, "Did he buy you anything?"

"Mom, you know how late it was after I bought those things. We just went to eat."

"Huh, that's not right." Mrs. Jenny sighed, "How can he let the girl come back empty-handed to face her mother? His family is not short of that little money. Is it that he doesn't have the awareness of this courtesy here..."

Mrs. Jenny pointed to her temple, "Does he not know how embarrassed the girl will be when she faces her mother empty-handed?""Mom, I don't care about that."

"It's up to you whether you care or not. It's up to him whether he does it or not. If he wants to follow you back to Vienna, it seems like he needs to be educated properly. Being good-looking is not enough.

Sigh, I need to teach him some manners. After all, our family values manners."

"But..."

"But what?"

"He gave me a bookmark and said to give it to you, to pass it on to father or grandfather. It was given to him by his grandfather."

"A bookmark? Ha, how childish." Mrs. Jenny sneered, "Why doesn't he pick a dog tail grass by the roadside and make a ring for you to wear?"

"That's it." Yunis placed a purple bookmark on the tea table in front of her mother.

Immediately, with a "plop," Mrs. Jenny knelt directly in front of the bookmark.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Yunis immediately went over to support her mother.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Mrs. Jenny forced a smile, "You go wash up first. I'm fine, my legs just fell asleep from sitting too long."

"Are you really okay, Mom?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine. You go wash up first."

"Okay."

After Yunis left, Mrs. Jenny tried to pick up the bookmark with trembling hands. Her hand reached halfway and then changed to using both hands, carefully "lifting" it up.

Yunis, who had changed into her home clothes, came over with a glass of water:

"Mom, are you feeling better now?"

She noticed that there were many of her mother's favorite jewelry scattered on the coffee table, while the jewelry box was closed and placed there.

Mrs. Jenny took a deep breath and said slowly, "Tomorrow, I'll go with you to his house."

"Huh?" Yunis asked in confusion, "Do we need to be so formal?"

Mrs. Jenny jumped up from the sofa like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "We must understand manners!"

"Huh?"

Mrs. Jenny covered her forehead with her hand and sat back on the sofa.

"Mom, are you really okay?"

Mrs. Jenny shook her head and looked at her daughter, saying:

"If you don't want to come back tomorrow night..."

"What?"

"You can stay at his house."