The first night when marrying a foreigner

I was confused, a little sad and lost. Finally, I wrote him a long letter. In the letter, I frankly told him about the changes in my feelings towards him, and questioned him about picking him up. Who is the woman? I arrived at the company early the next morning and opened it as a habit. Sure enough, his letter was there and it was so long. He told me that the person who picked him up was his mother, and his mother said that it would be good to pick him up from a foreigner. It was strange, and he asked me who I was. He also told me that he had already had a crush on me, but he didn't dare to tell me because he was afraid that if I rejected him, even the friendship would be destroyed and we wouldn't even be friends. After reading the letter, I felt warm in my heart. It’s warm, beautiful, and sweet. We are now in a relationship! We still write letters every day. I think taking some time to write to him every day is the most important part of the day. He also tells me about it every day. His life, so although we are far away from each other, we know each other clearly. Without those magnificent and shocking vows, we share life quietly in the trivialities of life, and the occasional sweet words will make me intoxicated. and excitement. We began to plan our first meeting. We chose the time during the Spring Festival. First, I had time and could take him to see the Great Wall. Our acquaintance online started from chatting about the Great Wall. This is also our first meeting. One promise; the other is that during the Spring Festival in China, you can feel the traditional cultural atmosphere of China. We made an appointment to meet in Beijing. I took the evening train from Shanghai to Beijing. I picked him up on the train and told me that he was at OSLO We were at the airport, and we were about to take a flight to China. We were all so eager to see each other, but we were a little nervous. I arrived at the Beijing Capital Airport early in the morning, and stupidly bought a bouquet of flowers to greet him. Arrival. I recognized him quickly, not just from the photos I had seen of him, but mainly from the feeling, and the scarf I knitted by myself that I gave him. We stood there, face to face, We were all a little embarrassed. It was a very delicate moment. On the one hand, we were already in love, and on the other hand, it was the first time we met. Finally, I said, WELCOME TO CNA, and he smiled and came over and gave it to me. A hug, the kind of hug that is common Western etiquette. He is a little fatter than in the photo. ANYWAY, he is not the kind of person who looks very attractive, but in my eyes, I always think he is very honest and cute. In the taxi We didn't talk for a long time, and he kept looking out the window, curiously looking at this strange country. Later he told me that he actually wanted to see me, but he was just embarrassed, but when he came to China for the first time, it was different from what he had imagined before. The place was completely different, so I was very curious about it. In the first two days in Beijing, we didn’t talk much. I mainly introduced him to the scenic spots in Beijing. I took him to see the Forbidden City, Tiananmen Square, and the temple fair. Until one night, we had dinner After dinner, we were walking on the streets of Beijing. I nervously told him that I don’t think we are in love now because you are so quiet. He thought about it for a moment, then held my hand and said that we are in love now. Are you in love? I laughed and he said he wanted to leave a good impression on me. He was very quiet because he thought it was polite and respectful to me. But he knows now that it is not necessary because of me, the person in front of me. It's the one he has online. That night, we walked on the street for a long time without any direction. He told me many, many jokes. The first one was about tomatoes, the second one was about rabbits and bears, and the third one was about tomatoes. When his sister was a child...it was very cold during the Spring Festival in Beijing, but he kept holding my hand and put it in his leather jacket pocket. I felt so warm. We laughed and walked, getting closer and closer. , everyone is becoming more and more natural, just like a couple in love. When I was in Beijing, my good friend from Shanghai asked me whether he was a good person and whether he was as handsome as in the photo. I just said, with him Together, we felt better and better. Later we went to Hangzhou and Shanghai. I also took him to meet some of my good friends, and they all had a good impression of him. They thought it was very important that he was sincere and kind. , and very funny. They even jokingly said that if we break up in the future, it must be my fault. He really takes good care of me. I remember that when I visited the monuments in Beijing, I had to change my shoes in many places. Every time I had to change my shoes, He took the initiative to bend down and kneel on the ground to change my shoes. Many tourists around looked at us. I was very embarrassed and said no, no. But he always smiled and said, IT IS MY PLEASURE. Even the person in charge of changing shoes The old man told me, little girl, your boyfriend is so kind to you. This foreign guy is very nice. Because he is very polite and always helps people take photos and carry things. Many people along the way said to me, you This foreign boyfriend

He is a good friend, honest and honest. When I heard this, I felt very happy and proud. It was not because he was a foreigner, but because he was a good person. My intuition at the time was right. At the same time, I also hope that my parents can hear this. That's good, because at that time, they didn't agree very much, especially my mother, who was quite opposed to it. She was just afraid that he was lying to me. How could I believe anything on the Internet? When I came to China for the first time, he didn't I went to my hometown to visit my parents. After he returned home, in addition to writing letters and chatting, we talked almost every day, and he called every time. Only then did my parents begin to believe that we were serious. We began to plan our first marriage. We met for the second time. This time, we planned for him to come to China to meet my parents first, and then I would go to Norway with him to see his country and visit his parents.