When she came back from school, Zhuo Meng was already a little tired, dragging her tired steps, she didn't even want to take another step until she walked to the garage...... The blackened and shiny sedan car appeared in front of her eyes, and she felt a burst of excitement in her heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info he's back, does he remember what day it was?

Thinking like this in his heart, Zhuo Meng forgot the fatigue on his body and ran towards the living room with all his strength......

In the dining room, Zhuo Shiwen was sitting at the dining table, elegantly crossing his legs, and he was intently reading the current affairs in the newspaper.

Zhuo Meng broke into the living room, and at a glance saw Zhuo Shiwen sitting on her side, she steadied her breathing, and called at him timidly.

"Dad......"

Zhuo Meng called towards the man in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and her voice trembled a little because she was so nervous. Hearing the voice, Zhuo Shiwen raised his head from the pile of news and glanced at her coldly, and his voice was even colder.

"I'm back."

His tone instantly stunned Zhuo Meng, standing in place, she forgot her original mood and reaction, she just felt ...... It's so cold, along with a fragile heart.

"Zhuo Meng!"

A screeching voice came from outside the door, and both people in the room looked at the source of the sound in unison.

"Zhuo Meng......

Zhuo Yu hurriedly broke into the hall, and when she was about to attack Zhuo Meng, she had no intention of glancing at Zhuo Shiwen, staring at her loving gaze.

"Dad!"

She screamed, she didn't care about settling accounts with Zhuo Meng, Zhuo Yu threw her off and ran towards Zhuo Shiwen, hugged his neck, and she half-shook his body to her.

"Dad, why are you back?"

Different from the coldness just now, Zhuo Shiwen smiled very kindly at this time, he patted his little daughter's hand dotingly, coaxing Zhuo Yu like a child.

"It's your nineteenth birthday in a few days, and no matter how busy I am, I have to find time to come back for my little princess's birthday."

"Really, thank you Dad, I know that Dad loves me the most!"

Zhuo Yu pecked Zhuo Shiwen's face lightly, against her father's forehead, she was coquettish to her father like a child who had not grown up, and Zhuo Shiwen also enjoyed the satisfaction of spoiling her daughter like this, the corners of her mouth were always raised, and she smiled kindly.

Zhuo Meng looked at this happy scene, the coolness of his body gradually receded, the taste in his heart disappeared, and he was surprisingly calm. She is amorous again, she and Zhuo Yu's birthdays are a few days apart, Zhuo Shiwen has always only remembered her youngest daughter's birthday, how can she remember her. For a long time, the Zhuo family has not existed without her, when will she learn not to be delusional.

"Dad, I'll go back to my room first."

She spoke up to distract Zhuo Shiwen a little.

"Go ahead."

He didn't even look at her, just casually responded to her, he and Zhuo Yu laughed, for her to leave, he was as casual as if he didn't throw away an ornament. Not wanting to disturb the happy father and daughter in the living room anymore, Zhuo Meng quietly walked upstairs and returned to his room. said it was a room, but it could barely be regarded as a temporary home for her. Falling straight on the bed, Zhuo Meng closed her eyes, she really wanted to sleep like this, she didn't want to open them again for the rest of her life.

"Tick...... Tick ......"

The mobile phone that was left aside suddenly rang, Zhuo Meng opened her eyes and stared at the roof, she was stunned for a while before going to get the phone. took the phone and clicked on the text message, and only eight words made her heart pound.

"I'm back, see you at the old place!"

The familiar name glittered on the blue screen, and the warmth was faintly imprinted in her heart.

He's back......

……

Walking through the familiar streets, Zhuo Meng walked very slowly. The night is slightly cold, but she doesn't feel cold, and the faint happiness at the corner of her mouth always lingers and refuses to retreat. Pushing open the door of the old church, it was pitch black inside.

Nothing, he, isn't he?

She walked forward according to the path in her memory, her front feet just touched the ground, and with a "pop", the lamps on both sides of the church were instantly lit, and the bright light illuminated the road in front of her. With every step she took, two lamps lit for her, and the orange light poured on the floor tiles, not dazzling, but intoxicating softness. The white roses in the aisle bloomed one by one in the light, until she reached the end, all the lights were on, all the roses had appeared, and she was brought to the end.

With a loud sound, the crystal chandelier above her head instantly lit up, illuminating a white sea for her, and in the middle of the ocean, the white princess stood there, posing a noble and elegant posture.

Suddenly it was dark in front of her eyes, and the faint scent of violets rushed into the tip of her nose.

"My beautiful princess, I'm back, do you remember me?"

He hugged her and whispered in her ear. She felt his breathing, and even though her eyes were blindfolded, she could still see his handsome appearance.

"Remember...... How could I have forgotten you. ”

She raised her hand and drew his name in the air with her fingertips.

"Palace...... Wild ......"

She whispered his name, he covered her eyes, and behind her, his breathing began to muddy.

"Miyano?"

He didn't speak, and she thought he hadn't heard her, and called him tentatively again. He still didn't respond, and she was about to call him once, when her jaw was suddenly lifted, and then ...... His lips covered hers. She opened her eyes, her eyes widened, and she couldn't help but speed up the beating of the face that was so close to her face that she was so close to her.

He was still so good-looking, with long eyelashes that were curved and curled, hitting her face, itchy, comfortable, and numb. Slowly closing her eyes, she enjoyed his kiss, sweet and happy in this sea of pure white flowers. He slowly let go of her as time stopped, staring into her bright eyes, his lips squirming slightly.

"Happy birthday Zhuo Meng...... Happy 20! ”

She smiled, smiling sweetly at him.

……

"When did you come back?"

She rested on his lap, her eyes lazily closed, and she was as obedient as a cat. Miyano leaned back against the white grand piano, his slender fingers running through her jet-black hair, and a shallow smile on his lips.

"Guess what."

Zhuo Meng opened his eyes and complained a little about his teasing.

"How do I know when you're back, I'm not your follower."

He smiled even brighter. Her pretending to be angry was so cute that he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her on the lips.

"I'm back today, and I can't wait to see you as soon as I get off the plane."

She was choked, he suddenly said such a love word, Zhuo Meng couldn't answer, so shyly avoided his eyes, and her porcelain white face was still unconsciously dyed with a faint flush.

"I don't believe you're telling the truth."

She stiffened her mouth and refused to admit the joy in her heart. Miyano didn't expose her, looking at the beautiful and picturesque girl in his arms, his heart was warm, and the corners of his mouth were curved into a gentle and beautiful arc.

The wrist was cold, she raised her hand, and a delicate crystal bracelet had been hung on her slender wrist, with a unique six-pointed star design, printed with a light and flashing silver-white light.

"Is this a birthday present from you?"

She looked up at him, and he smiled warmly.

"Not ......"

He tapped the tip of her nose, a little doting, and a little lovely.

"This is a token of mine for you."

She looked at him suspiciously, isn't this a birthday present, is there anything else?

"It's a token of my proposal to you."

She froze.

"Zhuo Meng, marry me, is it okay?"

He took her hand, but her face turned pale and jerked up, and she looked strange.

"What's wrong?"

Miyano was stunned by her sudden reaction, and looking at her back, he asked softly.

"No...... I can't. ”

She murmured, she rejected him, and his heart instantly seemed to be doused with a bucket of ice water, completely cold.

"Why?"

He took her hand and held it in his palm.

"Zhuo Meng, I want you to marry me, I want you to be my bride."

His words lingered in her ears, low and moving, but she did not have the courage to answer, nor did she have the words to answer. She lowered her eyes, not daring to look at his expectant eyes again. Her silence gave him another slap in the face, and it hurt, it hurt. He loved her, since a long, long time ago...... He looked around, and the gaze in his eyes finally fell on her.

"Do you remember the first time we met? …… Here, the first encounter in this church? ”

"Remember ......."

She replied softly. How could she forget, this was the most fortunate encounter in her life, and she could not forget......

The shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, and the occasional few fallen leaves were blown up by the wind, scattered and scattered, and it was also so desolate. The little girl sat alone on the bench and wept, and there was no one in the huge church, which made her even more lonely and pitiful.

"Don't be sad, you'll be blind if you cry too much."

A beautiful voice sounded, Xiao Zhuomeng raised her head from her hand, staring at the boy standing in front of her with big watery eyes, and at that moment, she was as surprised as if she had seen a prince in a fairy tale...... He is so beautiful, this is her first impression of him.

"Who are you?"

The boy crouched down and stretched out his hand, and he gently wiped the tears from her face, and the soft voice rang out, and she could not hear his childish voice at all.

"I am an angel sent by God to protect you."

"Angels?"

She didn't know what he meant, her big eyes were wide open, looking at him at the eleven year old, her pink little face was full of innocent expressions. He tugged at the corners of his lips and knelt on one knee, he lifted her tiny hand and lowered his head, he gently imprinted a kiss on the back of her hand.

"My beautiful princess, will you marry me?"

He looked up, his eyes full of anticipation, and she stared at him blankly, she was already frightened by him......

She still remembers when she was six years old and was bullied by other children, she always liked to hide in this deserted church and cry secretly, and that day, she met him here...... At that time, they were still young, and although she didn't care so much about what he said that day, the scene of that day is still vividly remembered in her mind.

"At that time, we were both young, I thought it was just a joke from you, after all, how can anyone propose to someone when they first met, I never took it seriously."

She hid in a corner, and by the distance from him, she could calm down a little to talk to him. However, such a distance is indeed not allowed by Miyano, and such a distance makes him feel that she is so far away from him...... A stride stepped forward, and he rubbed her into his arms.

"Do you think I'm going to make such a joke?"

He asked her rhetorically, against her slippery neck, and he just wanted to hear her answer. But she was silent, speechless.

Since she doesn't answer, he can help her answer.

"I won't...... You always knew that I fell in love with you at first sight, I have been waiting for you to grow up, and now that you are 20 years old, I don't want to wait any longer, you are the bride I identified, and I will not marry anyone else in this life except for you. ”

His words were so soft, they drifted in her ears like a spring breeze, blowing into her heart.

"My father wouldn't agree."

"Your dad?"

He turned her over, but she still hung her head and didn't dare look at him.

"Does he care about you?"

He asked her rhetorically. Looking up, she looked him straight in the eye.

"He's my father anyway, and I'm not going against his will."

He was a little stunned, the reason she objected to him was so absurd, he never thought that Zhuo Meng would have pedantic thoughts.

"Do you want to accept the marriage arranged for you by your elders, and you don't want to pursue your own happiness?"

Miyano didn't give up, he still wanted to move her. He showed a smile and a faint expectation. The curvature of the corners of her mouth hadn't fully unfolded, and her next words had frozen it.

"If necessary...... I will accept the marriage arranged by my elders. ”

She looked directly into Miyano's eyes, and there was stubborn firmness in her eyes. He let go of her shoulder, took two steps back in disappointment, turned around, and looked at the white piano on the stage as he walked towards it. Opening the lid, his slender fingers flicked a few times on a few black and white keys, his long eyelashes covering the ripples under his eyes, and she couldn't see what he was thinking.

"You said...... Want the wedding of your dreams, now...... Do you still want it? ”

He looked at her and spoke calmly. He has always been so gentle that he has never lost his temper with her even when he is most angry.

"Think...... But that's just in a dream, in reality, we are always born involuntarily, and some dreams just let it be a dream. ”

"Yes."

They looked at each other with a common helplessness on their faces.

"We can't help ourselves, but you...... Ever thought about jumping out of this siege? ”

He asked her softly, and she, staring silently