Qiao Rong's house and Wen Changqing's house were originally very close, and it usually only took five minutes to walk, but Qiao Rong was running now, and it only took two or three minutes to run to Wen Changqing's house.

Standing at the door, she gasped slightly, but the key was in her hand but stayed in mid-air, and she waited for a long time before inserting the key into the door hole.

Gently unscrew it open, and the door should "click" open.

Next, Qiao Rong saw a scene that she would never forget for the rest of her life.

Large patches of catnip stretch from the door to the house, as if to guide the girl.

The lush catnip makes the air stained with a faint mint fragrance, and so many forehead catnip is surprising to look at, and there is no tastelessness and ruthlessness.

Qiao Rong covered her lips and walked forward in surprise, but her eyes stayed on those catnips, it was the first time she had seen so many catnips, especially if they looked very good.

There is only one path left in the middle of the countless catnips for one person, and sitting in it is like walking on a catnip carpet.

Following the direction of the catnip red carpet, Qiao Rong walked to the backyard, where a hundred-year-old plane tree was heavy.

After the season, the plane tree only has its smooth branches, and it looks very dignified and heavy.

She didn't have time to admire the plane tree of this season, and was caught by a figure under the tree.

As if feeling that his base was broken into, Wen Changqing turned around, and his handsome face flashed a trace of panic the moment he saw Qiao Rong, and then turned into great joy.

He was holding a bouquet of roses in his hand, a green bouquet of roses woven from catnip, but it didn't seem to be finished yet, and there was a lot of catnip around him.

Qiao Rong, who didn't have time to react to all this: "What are you doing?" ”

Originally, I wanted to wait for two more days, Wen Changqing looked at the stupid and ordinary Er Qiaorong, and suddenly felt that it was almost a good thing now.

Holding a bouquet of green roses in his hand, Wen Changqing knelt down on one knee and stared at the beautiful girl in front of him affectionately, the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed to melt ice and snow.

"Qiao'er, I originally wanted to prepare two more days to tell you, but since you found out at this time, it's the same in advance."

She's all his, sooner or later.

"Jo'er, can you marry me?"

Catnip everywhere is crowded together, in order to compete for favor, to exude their charming flavor, so that the whole air is filled with fresh and sweet mint smell.

Qiao Rong, who was so excited that she didn't react, looked at him blankly.

However, it was not over yet, Wen Changqing snapped his fingers, tasteless ran out of nowhere, carried a book on his back, and walked to Wen Changqing's side with elegant steps.

Wen Changqing took the book from it, held it in front of Qiao Rong with both hands, and said, "All the words in this book are my summary of the logs you posted on Weibo, and I also copied all the photos in it. ”

"You like flowers, you like catnip, and you like plant diaries, so I think you'll like these more than rings."

"Are you willing to be tied to me for the rest of my life?"

Qiao Rong cried with joy, flipped through the book, and found that it was exactly the same as Wen Changqing said, exactly the same as the diary in her Weibo, and even through typesetting, the growth process of plants was clearer and more likable.

"I do."

It is your luck to meet you in this life.

It is even more fortunate that you can love you in this life.

In this life, you and you will depend on life and death.

——end.

(End of finale)

(End of book)