Song Qingchun looked up at Su Zhinian, the brilliance in her eyes seemed to be overflowing, she smiled softly at him, her eyebrows and eyes were curved just right, and she repeated again in a low voice: "Su Zhinian, I like you......"

After she realized that she liked him, she looked forward to meeting him every time, but she was nervous and cramped when she met.

After she moved to confess to him, she was even more in her heart, and there was no moment of comfort.

But now, she finally couldn't help but say what she wanted to say, but she was not nervous, the cold sweat in her palms seemed to have evaporated, and her mood became extraordinarily calm.

She stared at his eyes, and she didn't let go for a long time, she hadn't typed any confession to him, but now every word she said was smoother than that of the draft: "...... You know, I liked Brother Enan, and I thought that Brother Enan was my whole life, but I don't know when it started, I ...... in my heart."

Song Qingchun raised his hand and covered his chest: "...... This seat, Brother Enan, who is obviously full, has all become you. ”

Su Zhinian stared at Song Qingchun without moving, his eyes were heavy, and he never spoke.

The whole tea restaurant was exceptionally quiet, because no new customers came in, and the waiters were all chatting in whispers around the front desk, and I don't know who told a funny joke, which made one or two people laugh.

In that kind of snickering, Song Qingchun took a deep breath, spoke again, and said, "I don't know when I fell in love with you, and I don't know why I fell in love with you...... All I know is that I've always liked you since I liked you......"

It was only at this time that she understood why she had loved Brother Enan so many years ago and wanted to confess many times, but every time she didn't confess.

At that time, she thought that she lacked courage, but in fact, it was not a lack of courage, but a lack of love.

If you love deeply, your feelings will turn into confessions and spit out from your mouth.

“…… I like what you like, I want to see you every moment and every minute of every day......"

“…… I like what you like and want to spend the rest of my life with you to see forever......"

“…… I like you like it, I just want to like you well......"

When Su Zhinian heard this, his eyebrows finally flickered, he slowly turned his head and looked out the window, and after about ten seconds, he took a step back as if the strength of his whole body had been drained, and sat down on the sofa.

Song Qingchun's gaze changed from looking up to looking at him, she looked at his delicate and familiar face, smiling very beautifully and softly, and the light under her eyes was gentle and delicate: "...... Su Zhinian, do you know? You've quietly changed a lot of my habits. ”

"I'm used to that brand of toothpaste you use......

"Accustomed to this light aroma on your body......"

"Accustomed to drinking plain water like you......"

"I'm used to going for a walk in the suburbs on weekends......"

I didn't know it, but I realized that he was so deeply impregnated in her life.

"I'm used to a lot of habits you taught me......" Song Qingchun looked at Su Zhinian's dark and deep eyes, and asked sincerely: "And I don't want to change these habits anymore, is it okay?" ”