Suddenly, Mi Chen paused, and without waiting for the man leading the way to ask, he turned around and walked to the other side.

"It's this tree. Mi Chen's voice was still calm, but when he listened carefully, he could hear the faint tremor in his voice, which was very well hidden.

His jade-like hands gently stroked the bark of the sycamore tree, and the appearance of the two little beans planting trees came to mind, and the corners of his lips subconsciously curved.

I found it, Erbao, the first tree we planted together, the plane tree.

There is an ancient saying: the phoenix soars in the thousands, not the Wu does not perch;

This, how is this possible?! The man leading the way compared the plane tree in front of him with the surrounding ones, and he felt that there was no difference.

But looking at Mi Chen's appearance, the truth can't allow him not to believe it, who would show such an appearance to an emotionless tree? And a proud son of heaven like Mi Chen, who is good at means, naturally will not be a psychopath.

Bai Yue, who was only on the side, glanced lightly at the leading man with shock on his face, and sighed lightly in his heart, he couldn't believe this kind of thing before, but since he followed the boss to do things, his cognition has been refreshed again and again.

Gradually, Bai Yue realized a truth, everything about that person, his own boss is deep in his mind.

I like the person I have loved for many years from the bottom of my heart, and I can't miss the bits and pieces with her.

"Erbao, do you remember this plane tree?"

"Remember?"

"Hmm. ”

Hearing his falling voice like a breeze, Yu Qinglime raised her hand and gently stroked the trunk of the sycamore tree, her eyes flipped through the memories in her mind.

After a while, Yu Qinglime touched the fingertips of the plane tree and curled up a little, and slowly said with some disbelief: "Could it be that this is the tree?"

"Yes, that's the one. ”

Mi Chen said this softly and affirmatively, which made Yu Qinglime tremble, she turned around and looked at Mi Chen with a serious face with some hesitation, and the corners of her lips trembled a little.

"How, how did you find it?" As she said this, something in Yu Qinglime's heart softened into a puddle of spring water in an instant, and her bright apricot eyes were also stained with some mist.

The small sapling planted 20 years ago has now grown into a towering tree, which is enough to support the world.

"A gift for you, do you like it?"

Hearing Yu Qinglime's question, Mi Chen didn't answer, just looked at her with a smile, opened his lips and whispered, and threw out another question.

The man in front of him had long eyelashes, a fair and delicate face, a pair of narrow Danfeng eyes shining brightly, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, which was very confusing. At this time, the partial-born person still lightly hooked the corners of her pale cherry pink lips, and asked her in that very nice voice, do you like it?

I like it, I like it, and it's still the kind of like that I like it to the point of going crazy.

There was a villain in Yu Qinglime's heart who nodded frantically, answering in the loudest voice, and at the end he sighed deeply, demon.

When I think of this, I can move with my heart.

Yu Qinglime took two steps forward and slammed into Mi Chen's arms, stretched out her hands to hug his back, which was a little too straight for a moment, buried her head in his chest, and listened to the sound of his heartbeat, this chaotic but powerful voice made the corners of her lips unconsciously turn up a little.

Her reaction was too fast, and Mi Chen lowered her head in a daze, and at this time her eyes were full of women buried deep in her arms.

Michen felt that her whole body had become strange because of her touch, and her hands and feet had become less flexible.

I saw that he raised his hands a little stiffly and hugged her body tighter, and the corners of his eyes, which were already slightly reddened, were like red cinnabar at this time.

At this time, I could only hear her voice softly, like a small feather slowly sweeping into my heart*, and she said, "Yes, I like it very much, thank you." ”

One day in high school, Mi Chen just kicked out of the classroom with a look of anger on the male classmate who handed a love letter to Yu Lime, and only then did he return to his seat and sit down to see Yu Lime entering the door.

"Old Mi, what's wrong?" Yu Qinglime looked at the corners of Mi Chen's reddened eyes, and stretched out her finger to poke his cheek lightly.

The corners of Mi Chen's eyes will turn red as soon as he is excited, this is a natural physiological phenomenon, and this phenomenon looks very good when it falls on him, and it can attract the attention of Yu Lime, the extreme face control, every time.

"It's okay, I just drove away a few flies. Mi Chen held her messy hand, paused for a second or two before slowly putting it down, and at this moment he felt the anger in his heart dissipate a lot.

"Oh. Yu Qinglime pouted, and pressed down to speed up a little panic because of the contact between her hands, looking at his usual face, she smiled self-deprecatingly, she thought too much.

"Erbao, if someone wants to marry you in the future, what kind of request will you make?"

At this moment, Milo, who was immersed in a book that had recently exploded, raised his head and joined the world of dialogue between the two.

"Hmm, let me think about it. Yu Lime propped her chin up with one hand, and her apricot eyes rolled slightly.

And under the table, which she couldn't see, Mi Chen's palms were already soaked in some nervous cold sweat when she heard this.

After a while, I heard her bend her red lips and say with a smile: "If you want to marry me, then bring me the first tree I planted." ”

As she said this, she gently drifted her eyes at Mi Chen, who was sitting in front of her as if she had not heard of it. sighed lightly in her heart, she was just stubborn.

Because in this life, the first tree she planted with her own hands is known only to him.

Now, he has brought back the tree they had planted with his own hands, and has made it home in the bookstore, where he will stay with him for the rest of his life.

"Hmm. ”

Mi Chen hooked his lips, hugged the beloved girl in his arms, and let out a sigh, but it was not in vain that he had focused his attention on this plane tree since that year.

Ever since he heard this seemingly joking sentence from Yu Qingli's mouth, Michen found the tree on a free weekend and found it according to his memory, and has been taking care of it ever since.

After all these years, this tree has finally found a place to use.

He deliberately found this opportunity to open a bookstore for Yu Qinglime, and as for the location of this bookstore, it is also very mysterious.

At this time, there was no one around, the atmosphere was just right, warm and soft, and there was a little ambiguous atmosphere.

Mi Chen slowly lowered his head and put his lips on Yu Lime's soft and soft hair, just this time, he could clearly feel the delicate body in his arms trembling slightly, but he did not say no.

In this way, the man became bolder again, and gradually buried his head deeper, and kissed her smooth forehead with thin lips, and then the tip of her nose, which was as upturned as a little snow.

Yu Lime's long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and her sparkling eyes swelled with emotion, and finally slowly closed her eyes.

With her silent encouragement, Mi Chen's breathing was chaotic for a moment, followed by an unengulable joy that overflowed from his chest, and the fingers that wrapped around her waist tightened a little.

The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, so close that the tips of each other's noses touched, and their breaths blended, and when the lip flaps almost touched each other, a loud noise suddenly came from the door, waking the two who were about to sink from this dream.

Yu Qinglime subconsciously took a step back, and with the force in his hand, Mi Chen was about to push away.