Hi guys,
I’m off to China in 11 days.
I am 46, no kids, my lady is 35, divorced, two kids, boy of 12 and girl of 7.
We have been writing to each other for nearly six months. We have been using QQ and webcam since June, text each other every day, stopped using EMFs a few weeks ago.
Her English is very little, I am learning Chinese slowly.
We ignored the received wisdom and decided to get married very early on in our correspondence. Then, after sensible discussion, we agreed to meet first in October, and, if the thrill wasn’t gone, marry when I returned in December. So far, so good.
Problem is, the agency. While being an otherwise reputable agency, they began to drool at the prospect of a lucrative wedding in October, and started to demand a big chunk of the large wedding fee from my lady upfront. So, we decided this was just not on. We wanted to meet and get to know each other in a non-pressurised environment. So, with a bit of subterfuge, we convinced the agency that I had cancelled my October trip (well, they may be suspicious, but that’s all). Now I am off to meet her in Guangzhou, which is where her brother lives.
My lady’s brother is a very interesting part of our story. She has 2 elder brothers. Her father is alive, he lives in the country, but he plays little part in the family decision-making. If the 3 siblings have something big to talk about, they get together and discuss it. Her oldest brother has impeccable English, and so do his two daughters. He has helped me and his sister a lot. At the same time, he has been subtly checking out whether I am serious. Sometimes talking to him is like being interviewed, but in a nice way. So, he acts as a kind of translator/go-between/protector. He has offered to help us out in many ways, booking hotels, travel, inviting us to meet his family. A great guy.
I’m not marrying her brother though, I’m marrying her (I hope). There’s an intensity about our feelings for each other that’s white hot. It doesn’t die down, it won’t let up, it just grows with a steady intensity.
She tells me when I arrive that she will be ‘sticky like candy’. I think that must be a good thing, right? :icon_cheesygrin: