There is a reason why Xiang Changsheng likes to eat sweets.

He has been in poor health since he was a child, he soaked in a medicine jar, Western medicine is difficult to swallow, Chinese medicine is bitter, and only sweets can make Xiang Changsheng feel the joy of eating.

Therefore, Xiang Changsheng's dream seems so special and mentally retarded.

As Xiang Changsheng grew up and gradually got out of the period of illness and weakness, and because he had a sweet tooth since he was a child, his pursuit of sweets was not so urgent, and his dream changed.

Xiang Changsheng forgot, and Song Yuanyuan also helped him remember that this kind of emotion really can't be dissipated in a second.

Xiang Changsheng looked at the gingerbread house that was the same as his childhood dream, and pondered for a few seconds before asking, "Can you eat this?" ”

"Click."

Song Yuanyuan pulled out a Christmas tree in front of the gingerbread house and handed it to Xiang Changsheng: "Try it." ”

Xiang Changsheng took it by the gods, brought the Christmas tree to his mouth, stretched out his tongue, and licked it.

The Christmas tree itself is made of gingerbread, with green sugar as the background color, white frosting as snow, Xiang Changsheng licked the snow, it was so sweet.

"Quack."

Xiang Changsheng bit off the crown of the Christmas tree and chewed on it to taste the blending of frosting and gingerbread.

"Is it delicious?" Song Yuanyuan asked with a smile.

If Xiang Changsheng is asked to tell the truth, he must say that gingerbread is not as good as scallion cake or milk muffin.

However, Xiang Changsheng eats not only gingerbread, but also his childhood dream!

Xiang Changsheng swallowed it in his mouth, smoothed his throat with a caramel macchiato, and then said, "Spicy throat, but it's so delicious that you want to cry." ”

Song Yuanyuan nodded with satisfaction: "I have helped you realize your dream, now, it's time for you to answer me." ”

Xiang Changsheng: "......"

Hasn't this stubble passed yet?

Why did he have to face being forced to marry when he met for the first time after a long absence!

This Song Yuanyuan has a too strong personality!

Xiang Changsheng suddenly blessed his soul, and sat down and said: "I don't think our personality is suitable, I don't like strong personalities." ”

"I think our personalities just complement each other, and Grandpa Wu also said that we are a match made in heaven."

Song Yuanyuan clasped his hands in front of his chest and said with a light smile.

Xiang Changsheng saw the position of Song Yuanyuan's hands, his eyes suddenly didn't dare to continue to look forward, and quickly moved to the gingerbread house.

"You can't just listen to my grandfather, can my grandfather still say that I'm not good? He must be partial to me, you have to have your own ideas, the more you know about me, you will find ......"

Xiang Changsheng couldn't go on.

Why is he burying himself like this?

What if Song Yuanyuan talks nonsense to others and lets him really fight a bachelor for the rest of his life!

Xiang Changsheng glanced at Song Yuanyuan, turned his head around, and then said, "You will find that although I am not that good, I am not too bad!" ”

"yes, that's pretty much it. Even if you're a piece of waste, I'll earn enough money to support you. ”

Song Yuanyuan said, and took out another document from the huge suitcase.

"This is my existing asset."

The document that Song Yuanyuan took out was as thick as two fingers, and it directly pressed Xiang Changsheng's self-esteem into a dough sheet thinner than a gingerbread Christmas tree.

Xiang Changsheng felt that he was not here for a blind date today, but to apply for a job with a little white face.

But the gingerbread house next to him reminded Xiang Changsheng that a rich woman would not care what his playthings liked.

Xiang Changsheng raised his head, looked at Song Yuanyuan for the first time without any distractions, and asked, "Why?" ”

"Huh?"

"Why did you agree to come on a blind date? So many things were prepared. ”

"Because I suddenly knew that the person I secretly liked also secretly liked me, so as soon as my head was hot, I prepared everything that should be prepared."

"You 、、、、 you like me?" Xiang Changsheng stammered shamefully.

"Yes."

"But we've only met once except this time. The last time was when you were 5 years old and I was 6 years old, how could you 、、、、 how could you like me. ”

Song Yuanyuan smiled: "You have only seen me once, but I have seen you many times."

When you were playing with other children in the compound, I would stand on a stool and peek at you from the window.

I know who you've been beaten to cry about, who has snatched your toys and snacks, and how many times you've secretly fed unpalatable medicine to the evergreen in the flower bed.

It wasn't until my grandfather said we were going abroad that I mustered up the courage to say goodbye to you, the one you remembered. ”

Xiang Changsheng was full of question marks: "You secretly liked me when you were a child, so why don't you play with us?" You're still bullying me! ”

Song Yuanyuan snorted lightly: "A fat pig can shatter the self-esteem of a five-year-old girl." ”

Xiang Changsheng remembered it again through Song Yuanyuan's reminder.

Song Yuanyuan was really fat when she was a child, and everyone didn't understand why she would get fat when she took medicine, so they thought she could eat better than a pig, and joked that she was a fat pig.

Xiang Changsheng raised his hand and promised: "I have never laughed at you. ”

"I know, that's why I like you."

Xiang Changsheng: "......"

Isn't it too rash for you to like this?

Xiang Changsheng pondered the words and said: "If two people want to be together, they must be in love, right?"

I think we should get to know each other again, make sure that the other person is the right person for us, and then move on to the next step, you say, right? ”

"yes." Song Yuanyuan nodded, looking very agreeable, and then said, "You can ask me questions now." ”

Xiang Changsheng asked the mark face again.

"Is it okay? Then make a choice. ”

Xiang Changsheng: "!! ”

Isn't this still a forced marriage!

It's just that this time I went through a program, right?

Xiang Changsheng said patiently: "What I said about understanding is long-term exchanges, understanding slowly, not that you can be sure by asking a few questions, this is not an interview, right?" ”

"yes." Song Yuanyuan once again put on a very approving look, and then said, "Then you can go back to my house with me after eating the muffins, meet my relatives, and get to know each other in depth." ”

Xiang Changsheng was stunned, one step to meet his parents?

Wouldn't the next step be to step into the palace of marriage?

Xiang Changsheng hurriedly saved: "Grandpa asked you to go to my house for dinner at night." ”

"Well, no problem, it's the same to get to know your family first."

Song Yuanyuan said, snapped his fingers again and called the waiter over, saying that he was in a hurry and hoped that the five plates of milk muffins that had not been served could be packed.

Of course, the waitress who blushed when she saw Song Yuanyuan would not refuse her request, and three minutes later, the milk muffins were packed in paper bags.

"Xiang Changsheng, let's go."

The itinerary has been nailed by Song Yuanyuan, and Xiang Changsheng can't find an excuse if he wants to shirk.

Xiang Changsheng was dying: "Don't keep calling me by name, I'm one year older than you, you have to call my brother." ”

Song Yuanyuan nodded, and once again expressed his approval.

"Let's go, Brother Changsheng."

Song Yuanyuan shouted according to Xiang Changsheng's request, and put on a standardized smile, and Xiang Changsheng who watched it hit a spirit.

Song Yuanyuan: "? ”

Xiang Changsheng hurriedly put on a standard smile (^_^): "Let's go." ”

Song Yuanyuan, like Xiang Changsheng, both came by car.

When he went back, Xiang Changsheng took the initiative to stop a taxi, and after the taxi arrived, he took the initiative to open the door of the back seat for Song Yuanyuan and asked Song Yuanyuan to get in the car.

"Thank you, Brother Changsheng." Song Yuanyuan said with a smile.

Xiang Changsheng hurriedly closed the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Xiang Changsheng reported the address of his home, and the driver honked the horn to start the car.

After a 15-minute journey, Xiang Changsheng, who was in a complicated mood, didn't know what to say, so he secretly glanced at Song Yuanyuan in the back seat, and saw that she was looking out of the window, and followed to look out the window.

Xiang Changsheng thought to himself, Song Yuanyuan has been looking out the window, is he watching the changes in the capital?

Xiang Changsheng grew up in the capital since he was a child, went to the business capital for three years in high school, and returned to the capital to study at Huaqing University.

Xiang Changsheng almost didn't miss any changes in the capital, he saw that Song Yuanyuan was interested in the street scene outside the window, so he said: "These buildings were all built the year before last, and a few of the previous shops have moved to Silk Street, and the others are gone." ”

"Has Lao Li's tailor shop also moved to Silk Street? Many of the clothes I wore when I was a child were made with Uncle Li's help, and the clothes he made were very comfortable to wear and didn't bind my body at all.

Sometimes, Uncle Li would give my clothes a small bag with candy and snacks, and he often praised me for being a blessed person, and I would definitely enjoy a happy life in the future. ”

Song Yuanyuan was extremely fat when he was a child, and he couldn't buy suitable clothes in the store, so he could only find tailor-made clothes.

Therefore, Song Yuanyuan remembered the tailor Lao Li very clearly.

Xiang Changsheng guessed the reason, paused and said, "Old Uncle Li is old, and the tailor shop closed five years ago. ”

"Then do you know where Uncle Li lives? I want to visit him. ”

Visiting Uncle Li?

Xiang Changsheng looked at the cemetery to the west of them.

Xiang Changsheng was still hesitating whether to tell Song Yuanyuan the truth, and the driver's uncle in the driver's seat joined the chat.

"The old Li tailor shop you are talking about, is the boss called Li Wang?" The driver's uncle said to Song Yuanyuan in the inner rearview mirror.

"That's right, Uncle Li Wang." Song Yuanyuan responded.

"Then you should know why the tailor shop is closed, Li Wang has been dead for five years, and when he entered the soil, my family went to hand over the paper."

Xiang Changsheng didn't care about burying the driver's uncle's mouth, and quickly turned his head to look at Song Yuanyuan's demeanor.

Song Yuanyuan's eyes were still looking out the window, her eyes were not focused, and the rapidly reversing street scene slid quickly in her eyes, and there seemed to be no place that could catch her sight and evoke the memories of her youth.

Song Yuanyuan was silent, and the driver's uncle was still chattering about Lao Li's story before his death.

Xiang Changsheng knew that Song Yuanyuan was listening, so he didn't interrupt the driver's uncle.

When he was about to get out of the car, the driver's uncle suddenly said: "Lao Li's son, Li Lei, has opened a clothing store on Silk Street, and occasionally takes on manual work, if you want to buy clothes or make clothes, you can go there and have a look." ”

"Okay, thank you."

Xiang Changsheng thanked him and paid for the car.

Xiang Changsheng paid for the car and got out of the car, but Song Yuanyuan was still in the back seat and didn't move.

Xiang Changsheng thought that Song Yuanyuan arrogantly asked him to open the door and wait for her to get out of the car.

When he turned around to pull the door of the back seat, he found that Song Yuanyuan had two lines of tears on his face.

Xiang Changsheng is a spirit, Song Yuanyuan, can also cry? !

What started crying?

Why are you crying?

What should he do?

is at a loss, which is used to describe Xiang Changsheng at this time, which is particularly appropriate.