Chapter Eighty-Seven: Gacha Game
The white pigeon held his breath, not daring to speak or move for a while.
The Ferris wheel slowly climbed to the top, and the night view of Banyan City was like a dream, and at this moment, Bai Ge suddenly felt that this city that had brought her disappointment did not seem to be as hateful as it had been in the past.
On this night, Banyan City actually has a touch of gentle color.
Lu Yuanhe's breath still gently fell on her shoulder socket, and the warm breath sprayed made the white pigeon feel itchy. The atmosphere at the moment was really ambiguous and abnormal, she wanted to gently push Lu Yuanhe away, but the melancholy and chagrin in the other party's tone nailed her to the spot, so the white pigeon had to turn around slightly, and just raised his hand to pat Lu Yuanhe to show comfort, and suddenly the two small hands were held by Lu Yuanhe at the same time, and he was fished out by his big hand, and his hands were clasped at his waist.
"Land ......"
"Shh......hh......h
How does it look like ...... Lu Yuanhyuk's tone was still a little ...... Coquetry?
The white pigeon still didn't move, and Lu Yuanhe's hug was still very gentlemanly. On the one hand, he didn't hold himself in his arms and cling to each other's bodies, but just hugged his shoulders tightly. On the other hand...... The white pigeon was reluctant to admit it in his heart, probably ...... It's because he's so good-looking! I have to admit that Lu Yuanhe's appearance is completely favored by God, and the gods must have spent more time on Lu Yuanhe when they created human beings, compared to him, ordinary men look like they are playing.
Bang! Bang bang!
The white pigeon closed his eyes in annoyance, has he been out of luck to this extent now? In such a small space, wouldn't the other party be able to hear their heartbeat?
It wasn't until Lu Yuanhe on his shoulder moved and turned slightly to the side that the white pigeon saw clearly that on Lu Yuanhe's side, at the highest point of the Ferris wheel, through the transparent glass, the night sky was like day!
The petals rained down one after another, as if within reach...... The white dove's beak is open in an O-shape......
It turned out to be a grand fireworks display!
The ceremonial flowers rose in the air, a moment of beauty, jumping in the air, frolicking, thrilling beauty, accompanied by a loud noise, the light flowed down, pushing the heart of the white dove into the illusion again and again, bright and blurred.
"Little pigeon," Lu Yuanhe was carrying a bag when he got out of the car just now, and at this moment he slowly opened the box and brought it to the white pigeon, "I've always wanted to give you a gift, but I don't know what to give." You should like this when you think about it. β
A pair of Jimmychoo's crystal slippers fell into the eyes of the white dove, shining intoxicatingly against the dreamlike glow of fireworks outside the window. The crystal bow on the upper is beautiful and you can't take your eyes off it.
"Little pigeon," Lu Yuanhe took out the crystal slipper from the box, "I think the diamonds and crystals originally inlaid on this shoe are of average quality, so I specially ordered someone to find the best to create your pair." β
"This is too precious Lu Yuanhe, I can't accept it." The original version of these shoes is already expensive for the white pigeon, and the pair customized by Lu Yuanhe must be even more difficult to find.
Lu Yuanhe had already sat down with the white dove in his arms, "I found the song you shared on Weibo, and I also tried to understand your mood when you heard this song." The episode of "Cinderella", right? I guess you felt sorry for yourself and were lonely at the time," Lu Yuanhe looked deeply into the eyes of the white pigeon and smiled softly, "Do you look at this Ferris wheel carriage, does it look like a pumpkin carriage?" β
As he spoke, Lu Yuanhe had already taken off the white pigeon's shoes and gently put on the new shoes, "Your prince is coming to you with a crystal slipper." β
The balloon on the wrist was unleashed by Lu Yuanhe at some point, and the patterns of the two little mice collided with each other and jumped with joy, and were lifted directly out of the window, and with a few turns of the wind, they floated up in the night sky, to meet with the dazzling fireworks in the sky, and to be accompanied by the Milky Way and the stars.
The sentence "Your prince came with a crystal slipper to pick you up," fell heavily on the white dove's heart, lingering for a long time.
There was the sound of fireworks exploding in his ears, and Lu Yuanhyuk's eyes reflected the light of the fireworks blooming.
The white pigeon's heart couldn't stop trembling slightly, it's a dream, right?
This Mary Sue plot? This kind of Mary Sue line? Have you watched too many dramas lately?
But the touch of the crystal slippers under your feet is so real, and the size is just right. If it's a dream, what should I say? The white dove wanted to look up and ask, but just met the kiss that Lu Yuanhyuk leaned over and was about to fall.
Lu Yuanhe clasped the back of the white pigeon's head with one hand, and with the other hand, he brought the white pigeon's hand behind him, wanting her to hold him, and before the kiss fell, he heard "hiss......"
"What's wrong?" Lu Yuanhe hurriedly let go of the white pigeon, and saw that the other party had a wrinkled little face, a painful expression, and covered his right wrist pitifully.
Lu Yuanhe reacted immediately, "Did I hit the wound just now?" Does it hurt? β
The white dove shook his head, thought for a moment and nodded. The wound is very deep, and it is false to say that it does not hurt. But looking at Lu Yuanhe's nervous eyebrows, it seemed like a fine painkiller, sprayed in the heart, and the pain was inexplicably stopped, with a hint of sweetness.
The Ferris wheel has turned to the bottom, Lu Yuanhe pulled the white pigeon with one hand, and held the flat shoes replaced by the white pigeon with the other, got out of the Ferris wheel, sat down directly on the bench in the playground, re-bandaged the gauze that had just been messed up, and tied it again lightly.
The street lamp shone on Lu Yuanhyuk's face, and his long eyelashes reflected a shadow, and he couldn't see Lu Yuanhyuk's expression clearly for a while.
"You...... If you have a suitable marriage partner, why should you go far and near? I'm not the best person for you to marry......"
The question that had been stuck in Bai Pigeon's heart finally couldn't help but ask.
Lu Yuanhe tied the gauze and looked up at the white pigeon.
Indeed, if you want to say that the best candidate for marriage, a woman who can bring glory and income to the world, Lu Yuanhe is surrounded by many people, and countless people want to send their women or their daughters to his bed, but they have never succeeded. And even if he succeeded, Lu Yuanhe never thought about marriage, and the word never appeared in his life dictionary at all.
But what was he going to tell her? Say you've never wanted to get married? Say you're just doing what you want? None of them seem to fit.
For him Lu Yuanhyuk, marriage is nothing, it is too abstract, and abstract is like a page. He didn't value marriage very much, let alone think that marriage was so sacred, he just met this little thing that suddenly broke into his life, wanted to establish more contact with her, and wanted to tie him to his side justifiably. If the marriage could be bolted, he would have bolted, and he never felt that there was anything wrong with it.
But in the eyes of small things, it may not be.
So Lu Yuanhe avoided the serious, "You found me first, do you want to admit it now?" β
"I didn't admit it, I begged you for help in a hurry, but you could have refused. Besides, you have such a good-looking fiancΓ©e at home, you can obviously ...... Also, I'm having a great time today...... I've been telling myself not to be greedy, not to be greedy, but it seems to be going against my original intentions more and more, and if I do something wrong, you can always tell me, after all, our contract is for a year...... A year later......"
"Don't say a year later, just say within a year." Lu Yuanhe lightly tapped the white pigeon's nose, "Don't think about anything else, don't think about escaping, don't think about ending the contract early, helping me block the peach blossoms is also one of your important missions." Got it? β
Blocking peach blossoms?
Is swearing sovereignty in front of that long-legged and curly-haired woman also part of his mission? In the next 11 months, Zhou Xuan in Lu Yuanhyuk's private life, playing an unworthy partner, is it his mission?
The white pigeon suddenly felt very deflated.
Yes, this is my mission, and the signed contract is clearly written in black and white. What he wants is the stable and reliable impression of being married in international business, and what she wants is that her brother is safe and healthy, in the final analysis, this is ...... It's just a game to take what you need, isn't it?
A year later, there was no more.
And just now, the unrealistic romance that arose in this taking what each needs is not illusory?
The white dove tried to detach himself from the situation he had just put and forced himself to come to his senses. "I will do my part, and I will complete my mission." The white dove raised his hand and brushed his hair, got up and stood up, "Let's go over there." Then he took a step.
Although Lu Yuanhe has no experience in guessing women's minds, he is familiar with human nature, and he still grasped the emotional changes of the white pigeon for the first time. "Okay." He picked up the shoes of the white dove and strode to follow.
Fireworks are fleeting and leave no trace. A quarter moon on the horizon quietly guards this dazzling amusement park.
In the beginning, love may be blurred. It is full of cautious temptation, hesitation without reference, and sincerity with nowhere to place.
When the thin fate in the sea of people becomes the most solemn contract. No one can say what the future holds, but everyone is looking forward to it.
Just like the gacha game that people love to play, the most fatal attraction is that they can never guess.