These four months are simply a return to light for an old woman she has had a crush on for 14 years. Qian Yan and Yan Ran will not be like other young couples in love who are talking on the phone and sending ambiguous text messages every day.

On the contrary, they still have their own lives, their own circles, and they usually don't interfere too much in each other's private lives.

Occasionally, when you are tired from work, you can send a free WeChat message to the other party, and receive a warm text when you are not sure whether the other party is online, which feels much more considerate than being inseparable.

Tell the other person that you don't get too tired, rest early, and then continue to devote yourself to the livelihood business you are passionate about.

They happily fell in love in this healthy way for four months, and they continue to do so.

Sometimes I would like to thank the birth of WeChat and wifi in the 21st century, so that they have not changed their mobile phone bills because of love in the past four months.

It's not for that little bit of money, but for their free way of falling in love, this feeling of ease and freshness, a bit like green tea, and a little like lemongrass, full of a faint fragrance.

Every time they meet, they will first hold Qianyan's hand, and then walk together on the tree-lined cedar path.

After walking a few hundred meters, he would take out a bottle of Qianyan's favorite fruit tea from his shoulder bag, open the cap and hand it to Qianyan, who took it as a matter of course and took a few sips and handed it to him.

Every time she saw that she obediently took the bottle back and screwed the cap back into her bag, she couldn't help but give her a dragonfly kiss.

Later, when he looked into this issue one day, he said that he would fight for this dragonfly kiss all his life, and would make persistent efforts to strive for the early arrival of the French kiss.

After four months of stable dating, Jian Ran's parents proposed that they wanted to meet Qianyan, and Qianyan was naturally happy, but for some reason he was politely refused. For this reason, I also had a little temper with him.

He didn't answer his phone calls, didn't reply to text messages, and couldn't go on WeChat.

Finally, three days later, I forced the good-tempered Yan Ran downstairs to the house of Qianyan, and after waiting for several hours, I finally waited for the unkempt face in pajamas and ready to throw away the garbage.

For the first Cold War in four months, it is obvious that some people are not well prepared. I endured not thinking about him for several days, but after all, I couldn't resist and looked at her pitifully with my eyes like a fawn.

Qianyan's aggrieved nose was sore, and a few strings of tears welled up, throwing away the two large packs of toilet paper that had been accumulated for three days of crying to wipe his nose, and he rushed towards Yan Ran on his slippers.

After wiping a handful of snot and lovesick tears, he finally had time to sobble and ask him: "Why don't you agree to take me to meet your parents, don't you really like me, don't you really want to be with me." ”

Yan Ran took Qianyan out of his arms and stared at her seriously: "Listen, we can quarrel, we can have a cold war, but we can't doubt the love between us."

You have liked me for fourteen years, and we have only been together for four months, which is too little, too short, and I will love you more for the next fourteen years, twenty-four years, thirty-four years, each year than you have loved me for fourteen years. ”

This sudden confession obviously shocked Qianyan, who shook his nose and asked him weakly: "Then why don't you let me go to see your family." ”

Looking at Qianyan's petty behavior, she knew that she was no longer angry, so she smiled and took Qianyan's little hand that had just wiped her tears: "I don't think your current appearance is suitable for listening to this serious story." Go upstairs and wash yourself, then change into a normal set of clothes, I'll wait for you downstairs, I'll take you to dinner, crying tired you should be hungry, you will tell you while eating.

Qian Yan glanced at his dress, fluffy hair, large-framed glasses, rabbit down pajamas, and angled slippers.

Well, she admits that this is too embarrassing, and decides to follow his advice seriously and go upstairs to freshen up.

When Qianyan packed up his things and was about to go downstairs, he looked at Yan Ran from the corner of the window, and the clean white shirt was covered with a medium-length gray and white coat, simple and neat.

She never asked to come to her house to sit, and even sometimes she refused to invite him upstairs for fear that he would wait too long.

He said that although I live alone now, I also want to make a good impression on her family, and when he does not officially visit her family, he will definitely wait and play with the stones downstairs in her house.

I really stood downstairs waiting for her like this, and never regretted it for four months, I really felt that I had picked up a treasure, and I couldn't help but praise that my vision of seeing people when I was a child was first-class, otherwise how could I fall in love with him in the vast sea of people.

In fact, it doesn't matter whether he explains it or not, there is a person who is willing to stay downstairs in your house every day without complaint, what more can he ask for.

What's more, he came to you to take the initiative to explain the reason, such a cute boy, who can bear to refuse.

After thinking about this, he couldn't help but shout loudly to him who loved her: "Ran, Wei Xianran, I will forgive you today, mother, then do you want to tell me your serious story!" ”

He pursed his sexy lips at her and replied to me loudly: "Yes, of course, I want you to listen to my story and love me as a storyteller." ”

Shallow Yan didn't expect that she would take her to the middle school they were studying at the time, and the place where they ate was actually the legendary school cafeteria, a place full of memories for them.

At that time, the school was still closed, and all students in the school had to live on campus, which was managed by the school.

When they entered secondary school, they were not in the same class, but fortunately their classes were only one step apart. In the three years of middle school, they got up every morning listening to the wake-up call, then changed their clothes and went to the playground to gather for a morning run, and after the morning run, they stood in line and went to the cafeteria for breakfast.

At that time, Qianyan's biggest wish was that it would be her turn to help in the canteen as soon as possible, and she could take advantage of her position to fill his bowl with rice porridge full of rice grains.

When she was praising the campus pot in front of her while eating, she directly sprayed the rice on the face of the initiator.

She told her that for the past fourteen years, she had not been the fourteen years she thought she had had been secretly in love with him, because he had been being told by various friends around us, consciously or unconsciously, that she had some interesting information about him.

So, isn't she not secretly in love with him for fourteen years, but unrequited love for fourteen years, isn't that worse than a secret love! When she was about to sigh sadly, she interrupted her train of thought first, and prepared to tell her the story he was going to tell her.

"In short, you're not the one you have a crush on." said to Qianyan with a straight look.