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Walking back to the parking lot, Chen Qingtian reached out and opened the co-pilot's door as usual.

In the passenger seat, a large bouquet of roses lay quietly.

Not a bright red, but a light shade of green.

Chen Qingtian stared blankly at the roses that occupied almost half of the seat, and subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but was stopped by Han Jinglun who came from behind and wrapped himself in his arms.

He pressed his chin on her shoulder, put one hand around her waist, and then leaned over slightly, pulled one out of a large bouquet of roses, and handed it to her.

"The last confession was not formal enough, I originally wanted to go to the restaurant today to give a complete confession, but now the order is a little messed up, but it doesn't matter, as long as it ......"

His elegant voice paused in her ear,

"Willing to accept my heart."

Gentle breathing swept over her earlobe, and the heat spread from the tips of her ears, and soon turned crimson.

She raised her hand in slow motion, her fingers pinching the rose a little harder.

Han Jinglun lowered his head and kissed lightly on the rose, "Cover a poke, it's all right." ”

FlowersYes, so do I.

Looking at her increasingly red cheeks, Han Jinglun let go of her in a very good mood, put a large bouquet of roses in the back seat, and waited for her to get into the car, then closed the co-pilot's door, went around to the driver's seat and sat in.

Along the way, Chen Qingtian was pinching the flower in a daze, thinking of the light kiss he landed on the stroke, and the kiss she took the initiative to lean over at the World Trade Center,...... She felt hot from head to toe, and her brain was more mushy than the fever that day.

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Han Jinglun left the next morning, and before leaving, he personally wrapped dumplings for her and put them in the refrigerator to keep them fresh.

A brand new post-it note is attached to the refrigerator door,

"Xiaoqing, I can't accompany me today, the dumplings are in the freshness, I remember to cook and eat them today, and I can't eat them overnight. Happy Chinese New Year's Eve. ”

Chen Qingtian opened the refrigerator door, and sure enough, he saw boxes of well-behaved and round dumplings in the crisper box.

Even though it hadn't been cooked yet, she thought it should be delicious.

Even though he had already eaten breakfast, Chen Qingtian was still a little nervous and reached for the crisper box.

Just then, her cell phone rang on the dining table.

Chen Qingtian's back stiffened slightly.

She walked to the dining table and saw an unfamiliar number on her phone.

Half an hour later, Chen Qingtian pushed open the door of the last KTV box.

As soon as she stood still in the box, the person sitting on the sofa stood up, picked up the golf club that had been prepared a long time ago, and slammed it on Chen Qingtian's right leg.

She couldn't stand the force, and with a "plop" sound, she knelt on the ground.

The other party's black-gloved hand choked her neck tightly, and his voice was angry:

"I've raised it for so many years, and you dare to harm me?"

"Did you forget that leg?!"

Chen Qingtian bit his lip tightly, and the fingers held in his sleeve trembled gently.

People say that the memories of her childhood will gradually blur with time, but she does not.

Every time she recalls everything in the past, it is very clear, including the pain at that time, and she still remembers it clearly.

Chen Qingtian came to his senses in an instant.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

"He saw my text message, and I was afraid of something bad and didn't dare to act rashly, so I took him away."

After finishing speaking, she realized that she had subconsciously made excuses for what she had done.

Q let go of her neck and patted her face with his hand: "Xiaoqing, don't let me down, I don't want another time." From today onwards, give me a good look at Han Jinglun's every move, remember? ”

"Remembered."

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Back in the apartment, Chen Qingtian shrunk into the quilt and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

She came out of the bedroom, turned on the light in the living room, and saw the roses in the vase on the coffee table.

She walked over to the couch and sat down, staring at the roses for a long time.

Then I clicked on my phone and unconsciously searched for the flower language of green roses.

The nickname of Green Rose is "Blue Sea and Blue Sky".

1 branch: I only love one person.

99 branches: I hope our love will never grow old, I want to be with you forever.

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