An Weidong did not give up, directly put the roses in front of her, and then took out his real estate certificate, his salary card, and his car keys, and put them in front of her one by one.

"Xiaoqing, I won't say anything sweet, this is the house that my family bought for my marriage in the urban area of Jinhai City, although it is not a mansion, but after you run outside every day, it is enough to shelter you from the wind and rain; My salary is not high, but with the living conditions of Jinhai City, you don't have to do anything, and I can support you; I bought this second-hand car for tens of thousands of dollars, and its performance is good enough to take us wherever we want to go......"

Tang Xiaoqing, who had never thought of falling in love, let alone being with An Weidong, was suddenly moved at that time.

She suddenly longed for a home......

In this way, An Weidong became her boyfriend.

Although the touching is greater than the heartbeat, and the friendship is greater than the love, what does it matter, as long as they are sincere with each other, they can also live for a lifetime.

And then—

On the rooftop garden, Tang Xiaoqing didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Thinking about it further, the initial heartbeat becomes the initial hatred.

She wants to use this feeling to quickly complete her illustration work!

Tang Xiaoqing brushed and drew on the drawing paper.

In the windy park, he knelt on one knee in front of her.

Between them, there are roses, there are real estate deeds, there are car keys, there are ID cards, there are salary cards, there are bread ......

And what he held in his hand was a diamond ring of love jewelry.

"If I love you, I'll give you everything. Love jewelry, hand in hand for a lifetime! ”

Tang Xiaoqing even thought of the advertising slogan.

She kept scribbling on the drawing paper, and she couldn't even eat lunch, and she couldn't even hold back when she wanted to go to the bathroom.

She had a good idea, but once she had drawn the lines, she always felt that something was wrong.

Is it a girl's eyes?

The girl's eyes revealed only exhaustion.

- This may be how I really felt at the time, because I was tired, I was so eager to have a home.

But in the illustrations, such a look seems to dislike each other.

So, Tang Xiaoqing wiped the girl's eyes again and drew a pair of happy eyes again.

But it seems even stranger.

It's obviously a touching scene, but it looks like a girl is happy when she sees those substances.

It's as if she has only material things in her eyes, and no love!

Is it that these substances are painted too realistically?

Tang Xiaoqing erased another part and re-painted.

In this way, she tinkered, and before she knew it, a few hours had passed.

But the more she painted, the more she seemed to feel that something was wrong.

She inadvertently turned her head and suddenly noticed that there was a person standing behind her at some point.

She was so frightened that she almost threw away the paintbrush in her hand.

It was Park Dong who was holding his hands on his chest and watching her draw with cold eyes.

"Park, Teacher Park, when did you come over?" Tang Xiaoqing asked a little embarrassed.

This is the first time she has painted such a work, and she is very unconfident, so she deliberately found such a hidden corner.

I didn't want Park Dong to find it.

It's no wonder that the entire rooftop garden is only a few thousand square meters, so if you really want to find it, you can't find it.

Pu Dong glanced at Tang Xiaoqing, without saying a word, walked to her easel, took down the painting she had worked hard for several hours, and tore it to pieces in three or five strokes.

Tang Xiaoqing was dumbfounded: "Pu, Teacher Pu, you are-"

She was very unhappy in her heart, she had revised it for so long, and she was just a little satisfied, but he actually tore it!