Fu Jun looked at Meng Yuan steadily. At this moment, she seemed to have lost the ability to speak, and could only stare at him quietly.

Meng Yuan was also looking at her, his expression was gentle, and the brilliance in his ice eyes was fine, and the slightest bit fell on her body: "I am six years old for you, and I am one in twenty this year." I have the land and shop left by my deceased mother, and I have the savings over the years, although my net worth is not rich, I will never let you live a hard life. After marrying me, you can still wear gold and silver, brocade clothes and food, and you will not be wronged. I am now alone, and I have no concubines or rooms at home. And I don't plan to have it in the future. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and his deep eyes were fixed on Fu Jun's face: "You alone are enough." ”

Fu Jun still looked into his eyes, stunned and speechless.

It was the first time in her two lives that she had been proposed. And this confession, which is like a resume, for some reason, makes her heart beat extremely unsteadily.

All calmness is a façade. Only Fu Jun herself knew that under this calm ocean, magma was erupting enough to destroy all her rationality.

After a long time, she found her voice: "You...... Why? She looked at him uncertainly, as if trying to find the answer on his face, "Do you want to...... Do me a favor? ”

Meng Yuan was stunned at first, and then a wave of anger rushed up, but in the next moment, that anger dissipated on its own, and a little funny floated in his heart.

If he really wants to help, get her a way to guide her, and send her to another place, this is all help, why should he spare himself? It's ridiculous that this extremely smart Fu Si girl became a fool when she encountered this kind of problem. The questions asked are incredible.

He looked at her with some amusement, and there was a streamer in his ice-quenched eyes: "You said I helped?" Have you ever seen someone so helpful? You name one and tell me about it. ”

Fu Jun thought for a moment and smiled.

She really asked a stupid question.

In fact, what she wanted to know more was whether Meng Yuan had already thought through all the questions.

"If you do this, the consequences may be extremely serious, aren't you afraid?" She asked again, her expression very solemn.

Meng Yuan dusted his sleeves absentmindedly: "What's so scary? He asked rhetorically.

Obviously said with a smile, but there was a bit of murderous intent in that pleasant voice, "I said it a long time ago." Everything has me. You don't have to be afraid. ”

Fu Jun was stunned, a stream of heat rushed in his heart, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

"But I'm afraid." She said, her clear eyes resting on his face. "I'm afraid you'll regret it. This is no small matter. In case I'm tired in the future. You might hate me. Her voice lowered, and some unnamed emotions crossed her eyes, but her voice was extremely firm: "I don't want to do this." ”

Meng Yuan looked at Fu Jun for a while. Suddenly laughed.

Is that a good thing? She was afraid that he would hate her, which showed that she still cared at least a little bit about his attitude.

Inexplicably, he felt a faint sweetness, like the paulownia nectar he sucked when he was a child, not much, just a little, but it can make people sweet to the heart.

He let out a long sigh and strode forward, flicking his fingers on her forehead.

"Silly Ajun." His voice was low and soft, like the rhythm of a cello, and her heart shook gently with the rhythm.

"My heart pleases you." He whispered, leaning down to look into her eyes, which shone brightly with stars.

The wind blew in from the window, rippling on the ground, as if carrying a wisp of floral fragrance.

Fu Jun stared at him for a long time.

Maybe it's the sedimentation of the history of the years, or maybe it's the man in front of him who has a distracting handsomeness, so this simple four characters seem to have a kind of engraved taste.

It is an immortal poem engraved in time, an endless oath under the sky and the river, ancient and long, from a different time and space thousands of years ago, ringing in Fu Jun's ears.

She suddenly had a delusion.

She and him seemed to be standing on both sides of time and space, behind her were reinforced concrete high-rises, wide asphalt roads and speeding cars; Behind him is the old courtyard of small bridges and flowing water, with Daiwa and vermilion eaves, and catkins and light smoke.

She was always in a trance, often figuring out who she was and where she came from. But at this moment, there was a man standing in front of her, gazing deeply at her, and saying to her, "My heart is pleased with you."

is not a random four words, but with marriage and commitment, he made such a confession to her.

Fu Jun's heart was beating steadily.

It's just that this steady heartbeat is extremely heavy, and every stroke brings out a deep echo.

"I ......," she said, her voice a little astringent, unable to take the rest of the sentence.

At that moment, she suddenly felt a little ashamed of herself.

She can't make a promise.

She doesn't have the courage to throw a thousand shots and a promise. She was so calm, calm to the point of shame. Just now, she was still weighing and considering, thinking about the feasibility of this matter, calculating each other's gains and losses, but completely ignoring his intentions.

"I ......" she opened her mouth again, but her throat and eyes were a little dry.

With such deep affection, how can those casual words be right?

"My heart pleases you." Meng Yuan suddenly smiled again, looking at her with a gentle warm light in his eyes, "I am willing to be burdened by you." He said.

The tone is gentle, but the meaning is unquestionable. He pulled her closer, his slender fingers lifting her chin and making her look into his eyes.

His eyes seemed to have demagogic powers, and she became confused.

"Is it true?" She muttered, her soft, fluttering voice tinged with a hint of uncertainty, like a breeze blowing through the window.

Looking at her somewhat confused eyes, his voice was as deep as a hole: "Naturally, it's true." He said, raising her chin again, and the ice-like face gradually enlarged in front of her eyes, "This is a one-and-done solution, and it can prevent all future troubles." However, if you do not want to, I have also obtained a guide, and arranged the route, and I will walk with you then. Wherever you want to go, I will always be with you. At the end of his words, his voice grew low as if in a whisper.

She subconsciously asked him: "What about your future...... Family, don't you want them all? ”

"What do you want to do?" He said in a low voice, his chest vibrating, "Without you, what is the use of me earning those futures?" At this point, there was a trace of frost and snow in his eyes, "As for my family...... Since my birth mother died, I was already alone. ”

There was a moment of silence in his expression, but in the next second, he looked into her eyes again, deeply, as if to look into her heart.

"It's all about me, don't you really want to think about that once and for all?" A smile reappeared on his face, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, and his starry eyes were bright. It was obviously a joking tone, but it made Fu Jun feel the weight of each word.

"I ......" Fu Jun couldn't continue, her throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton, and a sour and soft water gradually spread from her throat to the tip of her heart.

He sighed and pulled her closer: "Death, escape, disappearance, I can help you do this." And if you are not in my sight, I will not be at ease. Therefore, I can only stay by your side. If it's a lucky thing, I'll marry you. Otherwise, I will guard you for the rest of my life. ”

As he spoke, he lifted her chin and gave her a shallow peck on the lips. (To be continued.) )