I tugged at the corners of my clothes tightly, and even my hand carrying the cloth bag tightened, and I smiled lightly and said, "Don't go anywhere?"

My indifferent and breezy appearance made Zhao Wei stunned, and he was speechless. The eyes that had been staring at me just now also drooped and stopped looking at me.

"You go and see Zhou Wei first, she's worried about you. I went out to find a friend, and it was too late. ”

Then, I ignored Zhao Wei and walked sideways.

After taking a few steps, Zhao Wei suddenly chased after me and stopped me.

"Gu Wanjing!"

I gripped my bag tightly, put on a smile and slowly turned around, "Huh?"

Zhao Wei looked at me, his expression was gloomy, a few meters apart, probably because of the fading night, I felt that Zhao Wei's eyes were slowly full of guilt.

"It's okay............ There you go. Stay safe when you come back. He smiled wryly.

"You can go back too. ”

"Hmm. He nodded, "Wanjing, don't .................." Zhao Wei wanted to speak and stopped, but the words in his mouth never came out, and finally waved his hand, "Forget it, you go." ”

It's not too far from the riverfront road to Fountain Square, I chose to walk. Along the way, I was asking myself, Gu Wanjing, are you afraid? The former angel, now the devil, will torture you by any means, are you afraid?

But when I walked straight to the square, I didn't have an answer in my heart. Standing in the middle of the square, looking for Lin Cheng's figure everywhere. The square is full of dancing aunts, and the most dazzling national style singing is deafening.

Just when I thought I had been tricked again and Lin Cheng's phone couldn't get through and was about to leave, the square dance music suddenly stopped. Lin Cheng is now on the flower bed, holding a megaphone in his hand that he doesn't know which aunt to audition.

Lin Cheng was wearing a light gray T-shirt, blue jeans, and a watch on his wrist, and because of long-term exercise, he raised his hand to clearly see the toned muscles on his arms.

"Gu Wanjing, look here!" His eyes found me through the crowd, looking at me with deep affection, his usually cold face was faint at this time, a bit like the morning sun, with a faint warmth.

Surrounded by crowds and night, I froze in place, looking at Lin Cheng, which was about ten meters away from me, and my heart began to beat irregularly.

I remembered that in my freshman year, one moonlit night, he stood on the rostrum, looked at me solemnly, ignored everyone's side eyes, and said firmly and affectionately, "Gu Wanjing! I like you!"

"Wanjing, I said when I was studying that I would marry you. In this life, I will only marry you alone. In the past three years you have been gone, thousands of rivers and mountains, the emperor has finally found you. I think you must have not forgotten what you said to me at school," Lin Cheng looked at me seriously, and the eyes in the square looked at me, with scrutiny, envy, and curiosity.

My heart trembled, and so did my tightly pursed lips.

Lin Cheng, who was not far away, looked at me quietly under the urging of everyone, not in a hurry at all, and at the end, he slowly spoke, "You say, the hand of the son, death will not swerving." ”

I don't know who took the lead in the applause, but in just a second, the applause rang out, drowning out my weeping and sobbing.

I don't know why I'm crying. It may be that everything that has just happened, I have seen it in my dreams. I suppressed my inner expectations and true feelings, and cried coldly.

The night breeze blew, obviously with heat, but I felt my heart cold.

Lin Cheng walked through the crowd and walked towards me, and a bouquet of flowers on the ground next to him walked towards me affectionately.

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I froze in place, unable to move my legs, tears streaming down my face. The sorrow rising from the bottom of my heart told me, Gu Wanjing, you lost.

Before the war began, it was already lost.

The crowd surrounded us, and rhythmic applause slowly rang out. Lin Cheng knelt down on one knee and handed me the handful of bright roses.

I reached out to take it, and was intoxicated by the tenderness that flooded his deep eyes.