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The body in his arms was obviously stiff, Gao Haotian couldn't see Wen Qi's expression, but somehow his heart sank, "Wen Qi, I'm serious." ”
Wen Qi turned around in his arms, "Isn't this kind of proposal a bit unusual?"
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her tone was very relaxed, but he could clearly see the hidden dodge and fear in her eyes.
Gao Haotian hugged her tightly, "Well, I'm too anxious, where is there such a proposal, so let's do it, if you bite me, you will punish me." ”
"How can you punish yourself like this?" Wen Qi didn't fall for him this time, "I won't bite it." ”
"Or am I biting you?" he deliberately put close to her neck.
Wen Qi was tickled by his breath, "Okay, okay, don't make trouble." She laughed as she spoke.
On the surface, this topic has passed like this, but in fact, it has not passed in the hearts of both people.
Wen Qi didn't know why she was so frightened when she heard Gao Haotian's words, she never doubted his sincerity, but in her heart, she never regarded marriage as the destination of love, what could that contract restrict? What's more, there are still many problems between them, although he didn't say it, she also knows that his family is not so easy to pass, Qin Su's attitude has been made clear very early, on one side is his parents, on the other side is himself, caught in the middle, presumably he is also very embarrassed, and she doesn't want him to be embarrassed, but how long can a marriage without the blessing of relatives go?
The kind of dodging and fear in Wen Qi's eyes has been repeated in front of Gao Haotian, he didn't expect her to react like this, in fact, he knew that she didn't really mind the time and way of his proposal, he was going to say it to her at a more appropriate time, but the words in that scene seemed to go out directly without going through his brain, and Wen Qi's reaction really surprised him.
Wen Qi was idle at home for a few days, and it happened that Jinhui was getting married, and she was busy with a lot of things, so she happened to come in handy.
"Oh, it's so tiring to get married. Wen Qi lay on Jinhui's new sofa and complained, "Jinhui, you and Chen Gang have to treat me to a good meal, I am competent enough as a free laborer these days." ”
"Okay, don't say one, just a few. Jin Hui hurriedly agreed, "Let Gao Haotian see me squeezing you like this, and I can't die of distress." ”
"Jinhui, do you yearn for marriage?" Wen Qi leaned on the sofa, looked at Jinhui opposite and suddenly asked.
"Of course, marriage is the best promise a man can give to a woman. Jin Hui's face was happy, "Don't you yearn for it?" Wen Qi. ”
"I haven't thought about this yet. Wen Qi was struggling, she didn't want to say something disappointing at this festive time.
"Wen Qi, marriage is like the house we live in with the person we love, it will not be strong forever, it will get older and older over time, it will also leak, there will be all kinds of problems, but as long as two people work together, it will be repaired, that is our home, a home that will shelter you from the wind and rain, and a home for a lifetime. ”
In the evening, Gao Haotian came to pick her up, Wen Qi saw that there were a few decoration magazines in his car, and took them casually, "What do you think of this? Do you have to see the decoration of your company's house yourself?"
"Oh, I have a friend who wants to decorate and let me help take a look. Gao Haotian pointed to the magazines, "Tell me what you think, which decoration style do you like?"
Wen Qi thought about it seriously, "I don't think you can listen to others about decoration, after all, it's your own house, how can other people's feelings replace your own, others think it's good, but you may not think it's good." Like I like this soft and natural style, but your friend may like that very strong modern style, so I can't give this advice. ”
Gao Haotian smiled, "That's right, I'll talk to him when I get back." ”
Jinhui's side was almost busy, Wen Qi began to pay attention to the recruitment notices in the newspaper, she had never been idle for so long, and she was already a little uncomfortable.
Gao Haotian came and saw the newspapers on the coffee table, "Wen Qi, are you going to look for a job?"
Wen Qi nodded, she hadn't told him about it, "I've been at home for a long time, you know, I'm not used to days like this." ”
Gao Haotian was silent, if it weren't for Jinhui's matter, I'm afraid she would have been in a hurry.
"Have you ever thought about going back to school?"
"Study?" Wen Qi shook his head, "If you want to go to graduate school, I'll study when I graduate." "With her results it wasn't a problem at all.
"I heard that your article is very well written, and I wanted to take the Chinese Department at the beginning. He knew that if it weren't for the change in his family, Wen Qi might have studied Chinese at a certain university a long time ago, and now he could choose to do what she liked.
Wen Qi lowered her gaze, she knew who he listened to, she had only told one person about this dream, Tan Haicheng.
However, now she is no longer the little girl she was back then, and what she once worked so hard for now has become an untouchable scar for her.
"Yes, I did like Chinese very much, but, Haotian, do you know why I changed to science later?" Wen Qi looked at him, his eyes gloomy, "I didn't tell you how my mother knew about Xia Jinyuan and Zhang Min." Actually, she read the diary I wrote...... I always thought that if I hadn't written that journal, or if she hadn't seen it, she probably wouldn't have chosen that path...... Yes, she would know sooner or later, but she saw in her daughter's diary that her beloved husband and her best friend actually did such a thing, how do you tell her to face the people around her?" Actually, my mother knows that she keeps a diary, but she respects her privacy and never looks at it. However, her performance in those days was too abnormal, she was too young to learn not to show her thoughts on her face, and Wen Jingyi was very worried about her abnormalities, and when she asked her, she refused to say anything, so she would go to read her diary. The day after her mother's death, she knew that her mother had read her diary, and she liked to put some dried flowers in the diary, and the page numbers were regular, but her mother did not find these in her panic.
"Actually, it was my words that indirectly killed my mother, so I didn't dare to touch words anymore, and they went from my favorite to my hate...... , I will not learn Chinese again, I have been insulated from this. ”