CHAPTER XXXI
Friends in Yishi thought that Dong Fang was just going home to see his family, so they didn't understand why the man would be so happy when he came back this time.
The smile on his face all day long, Zhao Yiran asked him, and he didn't say anything.
When he returned from the Cullinan Garden that night, the woman asked him what had happened so happily. Dong Fang replied, "It's nothing, it's just that I am happy when I think that I have a lot with you." ”
There are still many unknown details, but the future that will definitely be happy is the most worth looking forward to.
Time passed day by day, Zhao Yiran and Dong Fang were both carrying out their own surprises when they thought each other was not prepared at all, although they were worried about being known by the other party every day, or they needed to tell some white lies for various reasons, such a high-intensity and demanding life also made them happy every day.
Because, what awaits them is happiness.
There is a saying that people are happiest only when they are infinitely close to happiness.
In the blink of an eye, it was not only the two of them who were most looking forward to the day, and the solemn things usually went slowly in the evening.
Because only at night will people who have a fast pace for a day slow down, and people will feel every bit of romance given by emotion wholeheartedly.
Zhao Yiran and Dong Fang, who were at home, had their own ghosts in their hearts. They were all thinking about what kind of excuse they should find to get out of the house alone.
Dong Fang went out to walk the dog in the morning and bought breakfast by the way, and when he got home, he found that the woman had already gotten up and finished washing.
"Do you have any arrangements for today?" Taking advantage of the fact that she went to the cupboard to get the dishes and chopsticks, the man hurriedly asked casually.
The hand that had just taken out the two bowls paused, and the figure with his back to him stood still for a moment, and then hesitated "It seems... Something happened in the afternoon. ”
In the arms of the man, Dong Fang hid the ecstasy in his heart.
But he pretended to be very similar, calmly looked up at the woman, and said curiously as usual, "What are you doing?" Will I send you with me? ”
Zhao Yiran slowly walked towards the dining table where he was with the dishes and chopsticks, his eyes swayed from side to side, as if he was thinking, "Xiaoyu came to me in the afternoon, we should go out to eat together in the evening." ”
As she spoke, she carefully observed the man's facial expression, and felt that the role of college classmate Yang Yusheng was very suitable for moving out now, after all, the two of them don't see each other often, and it's normal to have dinner or something.
The most important thing is that Dong Fang and she don't know each other.
The man thought and nodded, "Okay, let's go." I'll pick you up if you come back late in the evening. ”
He took the woman's things and poured the breakfast he had bought into the dishes. Even with the words just now, it looks like a nuanced male partner.
But only he knows how comfortable he is now.
The woman pulled out a chair and sat down, such a white lie made her feel a little uneasy, in fact, it was more of a guilt for lying to herself and letting the man be at home.
"What about you? Are there any events? ”
Zhao Yiran's gaze to him was full of temptation, which also made Dong Fang immediately understand, and his tone was relaxed, "You can just date your friends, don't worry about me." I guess I'll just play with them or something. ”
But he was worried about something, and still said a lot, "But... It's better for you two girls to finish early, and get together a few times after the big deal. As for you two girls, I guess I and her boyfriend are not at ease. ”
Because the plan for the night was to suddenly ask Liang Jing and them to call Zhao Yiran and say that Dong Fang was injured while playing, and then send someone to take the heroine to the venue. If she and her friends end late, Dong Fang is afraid of disturbing their party.
And Zhao Yiran's plan here is to pretend to end the party with friends and let Dong Fang pick him up.
The two people at the dinner table were still seeing each other, but they didn't know what the truth of the matter was like, and they didn't know that all their worries at this time were superfluous.
If the group of relatives and friends were at the scene at the moment, they would definitely laugh out loud one by one.
Plans were going according to schedule, and soon it was night.
Twilight is falling, and the yellow moon that has turned to work is shining with a clear yellow soft light, as if it is also making a little effort for tonight's events.
The stars under the night sky, they are also tacitly dedicated to the audience, and as time goes by, they all seem to have received the exhalation of the people below.
They are also trying their best to share the tension of the protagonists.
On an open-air rooftop, you can overlook the night beauty of Yishi, and you can also look up at the bright galaxy.
In the center of the lawn is a large barrier. It is surrounded by small transparent tents surrounded by colorful lights, and not far from it stands the most iconic buildings of the city.
It's just that both of them think that the marriage proposal is also the most private romance, so the place where many tourists usually gather is also empty at the moment.
Only the people involved are constantly busy.
This object is flanked by a full dressing mirror.
Dong Fang and Zhao Yiran didn't know that behind the mirror that they thought was just a simple way to organize their clothes, there was a door that could be opened.
They came to this site from both sides of the isolation, and these days they came alone with their relatives and friends to set up the scene, thinking that behind this shelter was an ordinary passage, not knowing that it was a ladder of happiness waiting for them.
At this time, they had just been reminded by their relatives and friends to come to this place and wait for the arrival of the other person.
I can't help but wonder.
What would she be like, dusty servant? Anxious?
What would he be like, standing up to the heavens and the earth? Graceful?
The manic heartbeat is helping them count down...
The first sentence of the meeting, they had already practiced it over and over again in their hearts, and they were already in good spirits, and they could come as soon as they opened their mouths.
But as the mirror in front of them, where they could only see their own appearance, slowly unfolded from the thin slit in the middle, their eyes adjusted to everything in front of them, until they realized that the person who should have appeared behind them was standing in front of them.
Zhao Yiran's originally tight lips opened slightly because of the scenery and people in front of him, as if he couldn't believe everything in front of him.
She saw with her own eyes that the man in front of her was Dong Fang, the man who was still wearing home clothes when she went out this afternoon.
But now, he is dressed in a black suit, standing here straight. His hands were folded in front of him, and he still held something in his palms facing inward.
Zhao Yiran unconsciously glanced up and down his whole body, but in the end, he couldn't help but look at the eyes that his burning eyes were looking at, and he was also looking at himself with surprise and a little disbelief.
In her impression, Dong Fang rarely wore formal clothes, and the most recent one was only when he wore it as the best man at Liang Jing's wedding. But he has a "proud bone", except for the field, he basically puts his coat on his arms, and at night he draped it on her shoulders.
She's used to seeing men in casual clothes, in jerseys... But until today, he has taken such a serious look at the dress, meticulous line-up, and quite wide version to make him more mature and reliable.
Under the huge space, only these two pairs of eyes are intersecting.
How would you describe their first reaction when they see each other?
The answer is that the brain is blank.
It was so blank that both sides didn't have time to think about why he and her were standing opposite, and they would only express it most directly through the most intuitive feelings first.
What made Dong Fang a little defense-breaking was that the woman in front of him was different from the casual dress when he went out in the afternoon.
At that time, she was wearing a long loose skirt similar to a rose color, which was close to her body, showing a looming beauty from top to bottom. The hem of the dress is very long, and there is no revealing part, but despite this, the woman's superior figure shows the kind of sexiness that can be felt without deliberately showing the flesh.
Her hair was no longer straight than her usual, and large waves of just the right curvature fell on the woman's shoulders, and some disobedient strands of hair were wrapped around her chest. The fair skin was even fairer because of the sweeping lights around him, like Xiuyu.
couldn't say it, Dong Fang felt that when he saw her, he didn't know if it was because of the dress or the influence of the surrounding ornaments, he could always smell the fragrance of roses from the woman's body.
It was the first time they had dressed so formally for each other.
First, Zhao Yiran unconsciously bent his mouth and smiled when he saw the familiar face, and the man opposite also smiled when he saw it.
Bending and bending, the moist sensation soaked into the eye sockets.
Slowly, they came back to their senses, what was going on?
They subconsciously turned their heads again, trying to find answers from the people next to them.
In the end, it was Yang Meili who walked forward from the group of people and walked to the middle of the two people.
This is similar to the identity of the host, the family and friend group has been selected for a long time, who is the right person to do this role.
has a good relationship with both parties, Zheng Mengqi felt that she would not be able to control her tears when she saw that kind of scene, and Liang Jing felt that as a big man, she would not say nonsense, so she chose their beautiful sister.
"Huh, huh! Don't cross your own zone, and listen to me. Yang Meili was on the woman's side, and she looked at the woman and Dong Fang as she walked with more or less questions, and she responded to them with an unhurried smile.
"Now, allow me to tell you a little story..."
One day there was a gathering of friends, and a young couple attended. Later, when they chatted separately, the girl in the couple told her friends that she wanted to marry the boy, she didn't want to wait for him to take the initiative, she wanted to propose to the boy in her own way.
But it just so happened that ten minutes later, the boy who was chatting with his brother upstairs also said that he wanted to prepare a marriage proposal to marry the girl home.
"The names of the heroes and heroines of this little story are Dong Fang and Zhao Yiran."
Yang Meili is very engaged in telling the story, and even feels happy as a narrator because of its own romance, but perhaps because she saw the change in their demeanor and recalled the past experiences of the lovers, she was also a little choked up uncontrollably when her name was finally spoken.