Chapter 62 (Part 2)

"My uncle!!!!." Tu Zhifan put the candles to collapse, glanced at Xiao Zhao who was diligent in putting candles next to where President Qin will stand, and simply sat down on the ground: "How many candles did you buy today? The weather is not good, it's windy, it was blown out as soon as it was lighted!"

Qin Yao: "I don't care. When she arrives, the candles must all be on."

"Then you do it yourself!"

Qin Yao said coldly: "Dismissal warning."

"... President Qin, I'll make sure to put it in a perfect and full heart shape!"

Qin Yao put down his mobile phone, but the car still stopped downstairs.

He looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window of Zhong Youyou's house and counted thirty numbers in his mind. She should have gone to the elevator and began to find the key, and then counted ten numbers silently, and then the hall lights are on.

Qin Yao looked at the familiar yellow light through the curtains, with uncontrollable gentleness and joy in his eyes.

He likes her so much, that he wants to knead her into a ball and, wanting to keep it in his pocket all the time. But he always reminds himself that he can't act too hastily, he has to do it slowly. In the past six months, from summer to winter to spring, it seemed to him a dream of spring breeze and snow.

She always chased Shi Zhitang before, and she was cold and alienated from him. In his eyes, she was overwhelmed by possessiveness, and the gloom between her eyebrows was always lingering.

But suddenly one day, for no reason, she began to look at him behind her.

At first, he was concerned about gains and losses, and couldn't believe it, but then he was ecstatic and his heartbeat beat rapidly.

Whoever loves more will lose first. Only in this matter, Qin Yao is not afraid of losing, but he must not lose. He had to hold her firmly and hold her tightly until they entered the grave together.

Tomorrow Zhong Youyou has to go to the capital to participate in the recording. Qin Yao feels that he still owes her a formal confession.

With his own seal, he is not afraid of her running around.

He rehearsed in his heart a hundred times, every time he laughed at his clumsiness, but now looking at the lamp in her house, his eyes were still hopeful and gentle, that was the look of looking at the treasure.

...

Zhong Youyou took a bath and came out wearing a bath towel and wiping her hair.

No message.

She didn't give up, read the WeChat SMS all over again.

Still no information.

What is Qin Yao doing? Zhong Youyou was puzzled.

Just when she wondered if Qin Yao had actually forgotten that she would participate in the national competition tomorrow, the competition software rang with a "ding".

z32ejfajhw2 sent her a message: "You have to go to the scene in advance tomorrow, don't forget."

This serious tone, this pretending not to know, made Zhong Youyou doubt whether Qin Yao was a dramatist.

She replied: "This fan, what do I call you?"

A few minutes later, z32ejfajhw2 continued to say seriously: "My name is Ni Nanying."

Zhong Youyou's lips twitched, lay down on the sofa, and typed: "Xiao Ni, don't send any messages anymore. I chatted a few words last time, and my boyfriend is jealous."

z32ejfajhw2: "Oh? You already have a boyfriend?"

Zhong Youyou replied: "Yes, he is very handsome, he is the most super handsome man ever seen in the universe."

Qin Yao drove out of the community with one hand, the window half-lowered, and his face suddenly blushed when he saw this. The doorman looked at him confusedly. Qin Yao coughed frantically and drove out with one hand.

Here Zhong Youyou lay on the sofa, propped her head, smiled, drank some water, and was about to call Qin Yao when he saw a picture pop up in the chat window.

"I look like this, how is it better than your boyfriend?"

I don't know if that photo is a picture of a handsome guy that Qin Yao found on the Internet. The facial features are somewhat similar to Shi Zhitang.

The saliva that Zhong Youyou hadn't swallowed almost came out.

Maybe, Qin Yao is still soaking in the vinegar jar now, still thinking about comparing it with Shi Zhitang.

Zhong Youyou knew that if she answered Qin Yao's answer that he didn't want to hear at this time, he might have to crush the phone.

Hypocritical. Zhong Youyou thought with a smile. But it's so cute. She's spoiled.

She laughed happily, rolled on the sofa, and typed a line in a good mood:

"My boyfriend is a hundred times, one thousand times, and ten thousand times more handsome than you."

Here, Qin Yao glanced at these words, the corners of his mouth rose crazily, and his heart was full of happiness.

For a moment, he didn't want to let time go on, just stay at this moment. But no, he hasn't confessed, he hasn't married his wife yet.

He laughed for a while and sent it coldly: "Oh, is he? See you at the playground at 9:30 in the evening. I want you to see with your own eyes whether it's me or your boyfriend."

Zhong Youyou laughed rolling, why this person is still addicted to the drama: "Wait, why so late, who is the bastard."

Zhong Youyou naturally guessed that Qin Yao might want to create a surprise for her. After all, a place like an amusement park is synonymous with a dating place. This dog man finally got the hang of it? Before going out, Zhong Youyou drew light makeup in the mirror and spent half an hour choosing clothes to wear.

She hummed a song and felt that meeting Qin Yao was the most beautiful thing after coming to this world.

Zhong Youyou is tall and wears flat heels on weekdays. At this time, she wears the small high heels in sheepskin that she bought when she was shopping with Yuan Yuan.

She tried her best to stand firm and went down the elevator.

As soon as she got off, she felt that the wind was a bit strong, so she wrapped her clothes tightly and continued to walk towards the gate of the community, planning to call for a car.

But who knows, as soon as she left the community, the tip of her nose suddenly became cold, and then in an instant, the big raindrops on the top of her head suddenly fell. In such a short period of one or two minutes, the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

The doorman hurriedly came out and moved the flowers indoors.

Zhong Youyou didn't bring an umbrella at all, so dumbfounded, she could only run back quickly.

She took out her mobile phone and took a look. The weather forecast did not say that it would rain today. This is too inaccurate. With just a few seconds of effort, Zhong Youyou has been drenched, with one touch, the makeup was spent.

Standing downstairs in the apartment, sheltered from the rain, she hesitated whether to go home and change clothes first.

Suddenly a car drove in front of her, and the yellow headlights broke through the rain. From far and near, Qin Yao hurriedly pushed open the door of the car and ran over.

"Qin Yao, what the hell did you choose, it's raining unexpectedly." Zhong Youyou wiped off the liquid foundation on her face, complaining.

Qin Yao was also depressed.

He had just arrived at the playground, and it was raining heavily, and all the candles and roses that had been placed were extinguished in an instant. God seemed to have trouble with him on purpose. Not to mention how unspeakable Tu Zhifan and Xiao Zhao's moods were.

"Go upstairs first, don't catch a cold." Qin Yao hurriedly took off his coat and put it on Zhong Youyou.

Against the light, his short black hair was dripping like a hedgehog's head, and the bridge of his handsome nose was covered with water. When he lowered his head, the cold rainwater slipped and fell on Zhong Youyou's face.

Zhong Youyou tightened her clothes, raised her head, and looked at his handsome eyebrows.

The two looked at each other. After a while, they couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The car lights are on, a large bag of unused candle roses in the back seat of the car, the streetlights are on, and the world is washed away by rain, and the sky is dark, with only two small lights.

Zhong Youyou kicked to the ground, rarely shy, and tugged Qin Yao's sleeve: "Qin Yao, just say what you want to say here. There is no need to go to the playground and arrange anything carefully."

Qin Yao was a little stiff when she pulled on his sleeve. He looked down at her, his ears were feverish, and his dark eyes were tender.

Sometimes things are really coincidental.

For example, nine years ago, when he was a fourteen-year-old boy, he broke his leg while playing basketball. He came back temporarily from abroad and went to a villa in the suburbs to rest, where he couldn't stay free. It was the first time when he lost sight of the two servants. He met her.

She was so greedy at the stalls of stinky tofu and fried rice cakes, but she drew out her pockets with little hands and had no money to buy them. At that time, she...

Before Qin Yao's thoughts were far enough, he was pulled back by Zhong Youyou in front of him.

Zhong Youyou raised her head and looked at Qin Yao's eyebrows. In fact, since she walked through it, she didn't start to like Qin Yao for no reason.

Part of the reason is that she knows the novel and knows that Qin Yao is trustworthy, and part of the reason is that she doesn't know what's wrong. In short, there is a sense of familiarity in the dark, and there is a kind of wanting to make up for it. What it feels like.

Seeing Qin Yao's face flushed, she couldn't help but smile: "Speak."

Qin Yao had originally prepared a very romantic scene but was destroyed by the heavy rain. All he wanted to say was a confession. After all, he was ready to be slow and wait, but he didn't know why. Changed to more aggressive words.

"In another two years, will you marry me?"

Suddenly it became utterly silent.

Then the smile on Zhong Youyou's face suddenly solidified.

Qin Yao panicked, thinking that he had said something wrong.

Zhong Youyou was so angry that she kicked him and said angrily: "Qin Yao, are you proposing marriage without a diamond ring? Are you crazy?! Empty glove white wolf?"