I have known Krystal for more than three months, and I seem to have been unaware of it for more than three months.

Although the two people didn't get together as soon as they came into contact, Wen Haoran felt that when the first collision began, the two seemed destined to be together.

So he counted that day as the first day of two people, so unconsciously, it has been 100 days.

Naturally, Wen Haoran also thought about it a lot and did a lot.

I also asked President Kim for leave early today, and I came out.

Although his piano sound has conquered many people, the cooking skills of the same 'LeWatt' chef have also conquered many people.

For this hero, President Kim also connived a little, so he let him go.

After making an appointment with Krystal a day in advance, Wen Haoran drove to her house, and the phone rang twice, and Krystal walked out of the house.

There was not a trace of gaps in the clothes, but that figure was enough for Wen Haoran.

Sitting in Wen Haoran's car, Krystal took off his mask and sunglasses.

Wen Haoran didn't speak, just stretched out his hand towards her.

Krystal stretched out his left hand and held his right hand, the two of them clasping their fingers together.

The car drove very steadily, but also very slowly, because Wen Haoran enjoyed such a time.

Krystal squinted his eyes, looking at Wen Haoran's side face as he drove the car, as if he could see a flower on his face.

"What day is it?"

"Guess." Wen Haoran smiled mysteriously.

Krystal frowned suspiciously, his little head seemed to be thinking about everything he could think of, it wasn't his birthday. It's not her birthday either.

It can't be a 100-day anniversary for two people. This krystal is well remembered. It was a day she wouldn't forget, and they were together.

With a pout, he said coquettishly to Wen Haoran, "I don't know." ”

"Then you'll find out in a moment." Wen Haoran said with the old god there.

drove on, and suddenly Wen Haoran said, "It seems that there is no gas, let's go refuel first~"

The car drove into the gas station, and Wen Haoran also got out of the car. Looking at Wen Haoran, who suddenly disappeared, Krystal opened the car window in confusion.

I saw a gas station waiter come over, "Anniversary." ”

Krystal was handed a mango pudding.

Then one waiter after another came out of the gas station, said the same thing to Krystal, and served a mango pudding.

Krystal took a lot of mango pudding, nodded one by one and said thank you, but saw Wen Haoran also come over, took a mango pudding, and handed it to her, "This is our anniversary." ”

Got in the car. Krystal's face was full of joy, but he still asked coquettishly. "What kind of anniversary?"

Wen Haoran did not answer.

I drove the car to the side and stopped, and suddenly turned to look at Krystal, and my eyes were on her feet, and sure enough, she was still wearing high heels.

Obviously, he likes to wear flat shoes except for stage performances, but every time he goes out with him, he wears high heels.

Leaning over, Krystal only felt a familiar smell, which made her can't help but close her eyes, Wen Haoran just pressed the rear switch of the saddle.

By the way, the Krystal harness was unfastened.

Krystal opened his eyes and saw Wen Haoran looking at him with a funny face, "What are you doing?" ”

"Lift your feet up."

Although he was puzzled, Krystal still lifted his feet very obediently, Wen Haoran carefully took off Krystal's high heels, reached out to the back, and took out a bag.

Inside lay a shoebox.

A pair of white sneakers with a hint of pink trim appeared in front of Krystal.

Krystal's eyes lit up, "This, it seems to be the brand endorsed by Ernie, and Ernie is also dressed like this." ”

Wen Haoran didn't speak, and gently helped Krystal put on his shoes, and tied the laces loosely, "Let's see if it fits." ”

Krystal put his foot down, stepped on it twice, and nodded, "Good." ”

But for a moment, he seemed a little dissatisfied and muttered softly, "But then I will look short." ”

Wen Haoran couldn't help but be moved, maybe it was just because he wanted to be more compatible with him, so he obviously didn't like it, and he still wore high heels on every date.

"It's okay, we're a match made in heaven, and no one is more compatible than us."

Despite the sweet words of old-fashionedness, Krystal grinned happily.

He also wrinkled his nose at Wen Haoran.

"Alright, let's go. Go to your favorite fried chicken restaurant in Samcheongdong, where no one accompanies you. ”

After getting out of the car, Krystal naturally looked fully armed again, but this time he didn't wear sunglasses, but would cough a little from time to time to cover up.

When passing by a clothing store, Wen Haoran used his strongest acting skills to interpret surprise, "Xiujing, these two clothes are so coincidental." ”

Krystal turned his head and saw two sweatshirts, one black and one white, hanging in front of the window, so conspicuous.

Those two pictures suddenly made Krystal's eyes a little red, and he was moved by surprise.

The familiar face, although cartoonized, but the white piano and the round platform are the same as the touch on her birthday, and even the clothes worn by the boy are the same as Wen Haoran touched that day.

"Let's go, let's go in and try."

"Yes."

The waiter took the two clothes to Wen Haoran, and the two walked into the dressing room.

The two of them walked out of the locker room, Krystal looked at the cartoon on Wen Haoran's chest, and he knelt down on one knee and seemed to be proposing to her.

And Wen Haoran looked at the cartoon on Krystal's clothes, the pouting kisses together, and the ring on his hand.

This is not just a two-picture card call, it seems to have some hidden meaning.

Krystal seemed to like it very much, and hung up the coat directly outside, and left like this, naturally the couple's clothes had to be worn together to have a feel.

Wen Haoran also deliberately highlighted the cartoon drawings, and Krystal was naturally very cooperative.

Holding Wen Haoran's arm, leaning on his arm, he slowly walked towards the shop.

Just walking, passing by a flower shop, suddenly the beautiful president patted Krystal on the shoulder, and Krystal turned his head in surprise.

She was greeted by a wreath of braided flowers, dotted with stars in the sky, very beautiful.

"Anniversary."

Krystal was moved by just one sentence, even though she still didn't know what the anniversary was.

But all this was prepared by Wen Haoran, so it was enough.

He took off his hat and put a wreath on his head, which was much more likely to be exposed, but Krystal didn't want to care about it so much.

"Is it pretty?" looked up at Wen Haoran and asked.

In fact, she just doesn't like the way she needs to look up at Wen Haoran.

"Pretty."

Krystal's smile hidden behind the mask was even sweeter. (To be continued.) )