What a good subject is an ex-boyfriend, it's just that he has been going around all these years, and in the end he can't give up.

Tang Qingyou sighed silently in his heart.

In the past two years of separation, she has clearly noticed Tu Yiran's changes, and these changes are finally walking in the direction she once hoped for. This made her gradually feel respected - everyone, what they are chasing all their lives, isn't it also a life of respect? Whether it is respected by family, friends or loved ones, whether it is respected by social relations or respected by all human beings.

It turns out that the world of feelings will be so turbulent because it is never static, it will grow, and it will require both parties to work together.

Maybe it's because Tu Yiran has changed, or maybe because he has also changed, Tang Qingyou has regained a little sense of peace of mind.

In the chain hotel near Silicon Valley where Tang Qingyou went out, she and Tu Yiran threw away all the past, all the anxieties and worries, and no longer thought about any future, just in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, lazily leaning on the sofa, snuggling up to each other, and quietly watching the sunset.

The sunset is gone, the sky is full of stars, the lights are up, and the glow between heaven and earth is reflected.

California nights are as quiet as they are in an otherworldly space.

As evidenced by the stars and moon, Tang Qingyou and Tu Yiran, two wandering strugglers in the era of flowers, finally got rid of the long game and handed themselves over to each other again.

The next day, Tang Qingyou took the flight that was finally scheduled after changing twice in a row and returned to China alone.

Coming back with her, there is also the self-confidence that has been accidentally scattered all over the place in the past two years.

So she regained the seemingly peaceful concentration that she had wandered freely in the floating world, picked up her unfamiliar skills at the community art center, and examined her heart while practicing her abilities almost in isolation.

Maybe it's the transformation of concentration into attraction, or maybe it's the truth of "if the flowers are fragrant, the butterflies come naturally" has come true, so Tang Qingyou's future career that has not yet had time to plan was automatically formed after the accidental factor of Jiang Rui throwing an olive branch.

As a result, Tang Qingyou followed the pace of fate and became the first artistic director of Qiao Art Center, with a core team and the qualification to pursue dreams.

Until the end of the premiere, Tang Qingyou was still in a trance, and even wondered if he was still in a dream, he had just experienced a grand dream, and it was already eleven o'clock after sending off the guests to He. In particular, Zou Jianfeng asked his colleagues who had worked overtime for many days to go back to rest early, and then come to the aftermath and dinner to celebrate in the afternoon of the next day.

The arrangements were made, and it was close to midnight, and she finally returned home.

Tu Yiran's phone rang at midnight: "I should be very busy today, haven't I slept yet?" ”

Tang Qingyou had just finished taking a shower and was wiping his hair, so he lazily answered and asked casually, "What about you?" ”

"I've read all the plans in advance, and I'll call you with a little bit." Listening to Tu Yiran's voice, he knew that he had a smile on his face, "Did you miss me?" ”

"Nope. There have been so many things going on in the past two days, and I'm almost exhausted. Tang Qingyou knocked on his sore shoulder, "I am worried every day, and I don't dare to slack off for a moment, for fear of something." Fortunately, the opening went smoothly. ”

"You're just too responsible." Tu Yiran said, "Do you know, in the past, as long as I saw that the person in charge of the project was your signature, I didn't look at the content and signed it directly. ”

"It's true, you've never said it before." Tang Qingyou is also a mortal after all, how could he not be happy when he heard such praise, but he couldn't help but doubt: "You won't deliberately make me happy because today is my good day, right?" ”

"You've said that today is a good day for you, and everyone has told you a lot of good things, haven't you heard enough? I'm here to give you the icing on the cake, and it's still this kind of yesterday's yellow flower, is it necessary? Tu Yiran's voice seemed to be slightly gasping for words.

Tang Qingyou combed her hair in the mirror and asked casually: "What are you doing now, why are you still panting?" ”

"Climb the stairs." Tu Yiran's voice sounded a little unhappy, and he added in a sullen voice: "The elevator is out of order." ”

"What a coincidence." Tang Qingyou said, "When I just came back, the elevator also broke down. But luckily, I got home and it didn't break down. ”

"Well, I'm unlucky, I'm only getting to my doorstep now." Tu Yiran's voice finally stopped breathing, "Open the door." ”

"What?" Before Tang Qingyou could react, the doorbell rang synchronously, and she left the bathroom in three steps and two steps, walked through the living room, and opened the door.

"Happy?" There is also a heavy security door, Tu Yiran's warm smile is reflected more and more clearly, "Today is the first day of your new life, I will celebrate you." ”

Tang Qingyou pushed open the outer door, and Mu Ran watched Tu Yiran pacing into the hall with a cake and flowers, and put the things in his hand on the coffee table.

She screamed in hindsight and stepped forward to hug Tu Yiran.

Tu Yiran turned around and hugged her waist, looked at her little face full of smiles, saw two delicate red lips, bowed his head and kissed her, and said, "It seems that I have come to the right place." ”

Tang Qingyou wrapped his hands around his neck and nodded vigorously: "A new starting point in life, thank you boyfriend for taking the time to witness!" ”

Tu Yiran knew that she meant to turn over the old accounts, and teased back according to her intentions: "Thank you Miss Tang for your approval." Finally not an ex-boyfriend. ”

Tang Qingyou stood on tiptoe to hug him tightly, and said in his ear: "I'm very happy." ”

Tu Yiran touched her head and said, "My hair is still so wet, let's go, let's go dry it first." "Pushed her away.

"Then sit by yourself for a while. There were drinks in the fridge to see what to drink, just climbed 15 floors and must have died of thirst. Tang Qingyou said as he walked to the bathroom.

Tu Yiran entered her home for the first time, looked around, and quickly found a special Xiaoice box. In the refrigerator are tea leaves and canned drinks, this is Tang Qingyou's living habits, tea should be drunk well, drinks should be iced, and it is her daily need to configure a refrigerator in the living room.

Tu Yiran saw the brand of mineral water he was used to drinking in the refrigerator and took out a bottle. I took a sip and heard a whining sound.

The bathroom door wasn't closed, and the whining sound came from the hair dryer.

Tu Yiran suddenly realized why Tang Qingyou's hair was wet - he was talking to him on the phone before, worried about the noise.

Tang Qingyou's daily unconscious spontaneous behavior is always full of care for others, which is an unintentional initiative that makes people feel warm. Tu Yiran sometimes even thinks that this may be the reason why he refuses to let go of anything. After all, except for Tang Qingyou, he has never met anyone again, and getting along with him is like a spring breeze, and he doesn't have to think about why she is good to him.

He put down the mineral water in his hand, stepped into the bathroom lightly, took the hair dryer from Tang Qingyou's hand without saying a word, and helped her blow her hair without saying a word.

The temperature of the hair dryer was set at the middle range, the warm breeze swept Tang Qingyou's hair, and the air was filled with the fragrance of shampoo.

At that time, Tang Qingyou was just eighteen years old, with a childish face and a lot of laughter, but when he was on stage, he could always play some characters with plump images and complex hearts seriously.

In a flash, it has entered its tenth year.

Tang Qingyou in front of her is already a professional woman in the world who has been tested and favored by fate, and she can hardly hide her ability in home clothes, with joy in her eyebrows and perseverance in her eyes.

It is said that a person's appearance is given by his parents before he becomes an adult, and he cultivates by himself after he becomes an adult. The Tang Qingyou in front of her is what she has cultivated by herself.

And no wonder. After going through all kinds of hardships, a person walked a small path to the prosperous world today, how rare it is for Tang Qingyou to cultivate into the appearance in front of him.

That's a decade of time.

How many decades are there in life?

Tu Yiran felt a lot of emotion inexplicably.

Tang Qingyou looked at Tu Yiran in the mirror, and didn't guess what he was thinking, but just touched his hair, pressed the hair dryer in Tu Yiran's hand, and said, "Okay." The hair is already dry. ”

The moment the hair dryer stopped working, Tu Yiran opened his mouth: "Yoyo, let's get married, right?" ”

Tang Qing was stunned for a moment, then hung the hair dryer in the freeze grid on the wall, and said, "Don't play like this." It's so sudden. But his eyes didn't dare to look at Tu Yiran.

Tu Yiran encircled her into his arms, lifted her chin and forced her to look at each other: "You won't let me wait until I'm old, right?" I'm 35. ”

Tang Qingyou drilled through his arm like a squid, escaped from the bathroom, and left a sentence: "Forty-one flowers for men, you don't lose anything." ”

Tu Yiran smiled softly, shook his head, and followed helplessly.

Although it was early in the morning, although it was just a meaning, Tu Yiran still opened the cake box, inserted a candle and lit the fire, and let Tang Qingyou blow it.

"Happy freshmen!"

Tang Qingyou took the initiative to give a kiss, and Tu Yiran took the opportunity to hold her to his side and asked, "How was the one I asked you just now?" Let's set a date! ”

Tang Qingyou pursed his lips, his eyes were sly: "What, look, I'm not just a freshman...... It's still a baby...... Are you a little patient and waiting for your parents to be great? ”

Tu Yiran smiled angrily: "Is it okay to wait for another eighteen years?" Then you'll be a good guy again! ”

"No, no, no!" Tang Qing smiled humbly, "When I make the Qiao Drama Center look like it, it won't take a few years." ”

"Don't be perfunctory, be specific." Tu Yiran's arm tightened a little, and pulled Tang Qingyou's whole person over.

Tang Qingyou held Tu Yiran's shoulders with both hands, laughed twice, and saw that his eyes were burning, and he really couldn't escape, so he took out his left hand and slapped it.

Tu Yiran's eyes glaring at her seemed to be even more dissatisfied.

Tang Qingyou hurriedly retracted his fingers and went back: "Three years!" Just three years! ”

"Give you three months." Tu Yiran seemed to be giving an ultimatum, "After three months, take a time to register, and discuss the wedding with the adults on both sides before setting the date." ”

Tang Qing pursed his mouth and said, "It's too rushed, I don't want it." ”

"Huh?" Tu Yiran looked at her fixedly, and the strength of his hands increased a little more.

So close, they could see the hair on each other's faces. Tang Qing couldn't avoid it, and began to look left and right to talk about him: "What, it's too late, let's rest first." My relatives are here, and I have to wait for them. ”

"Relatives?" Tu Yiran subconsciously glanced in the direction of the room, could it be that all the interactions they had just had were live?

Tang Qingyou smiled: "The eldest aunt is here." Grasp the blank of the second when Tu Yiran was stunned, and break free and escape: "You sleep in the guest room tonight!" ”

Across the door, Tu Yiran asked Tang Qingyou: "I'll give face to your relatives." Will you also give my relatives some face? ”

"Auntie?"

"My mom and dad!"