The man also lowered his head, trying to see her expression at the moment.

In fact, he believes everything she says now, but, just......

Even if it is like this, does he have to believe it?

At that moment, her expression made him doubt his eyes?

The man was silent for a long time.

The atmosphere fell into a state of frozenness.

She looked up at his face.

The man's expression was a feeling she couldn't tell, a desire to delve into, but frowning and pursing her mouth and saying nothing.

She knew, and he began to doubt, and he began to want to know more.

A shallow smile came out of his mouth, "The soup is getting cold." ”

The man nodded, turned and walked away.

She still didn't say anything.

It should be like this between them, don't ask, don't listen, don't doubt, just hold with yourself, and then just stand by each other's side, just fine.

A lot of wounds, she looked at it herself, and it was good to go to **** to try to forget, and he, and he, just kept silent like that, it's fine......

The man walked slowly, step by step, as if waiting for a pause.

He sat quietly on the edge of the bed, and when he picked up the bowl of soup, God knows what kind of tears flowed in his heart.

She still didn't have any explanation, whether they were reconciled or like this, or like this, they looked like they were together.

Is this kind of being together really what she wants?

He didn't know about her past, and he couldn't even bear not to check all her experiences in those three years, thinking about it, just waiting for her, when and when she could try to let go of everything, explain it, or even complain, and try to tell him......

However, he seems to be thinking too much, thinking too much......

What she wants, what she wants, is to hide everything, hide from him, pretend that everything is good, that there is hope, and that she can go on......

But, but ......

Does she know, he wants to know everything, he doesn't want to uncover the scars, to explore her three years, he just wants to know......

The pork ribs were fresh with a strong taste of shiitake mushrooms, but he didn't drink a trace of sweetness.

After dinner, he drove her home as usual.

When the car was parked downstairs, the man turned off the lights in the car.

In the darkness, only his silhouette could be seen by the faint street lamp outside the window.

She couldn't see his face, let alone his expression.

"Shu'er, let's get married."

Let's get married.

The man's words were said so suddenly.

She turned her face to look at him, and was silent for a long time before she faintly, "Why did you suddenly say this?" ”

"Let's get married."

Knowing that she wanted to change the subject, only this time, he didn't want to give her a chance.

"Don't you know my answer?"

In the darkness, the man laughed, "If there is no definite answer, I will take it as a promise." ”……

Without waiting for the woman to speak, he continued, "This proposal was three years late, and I apologize. ”

"That's not what I meant......"

"If you don't think it's romantic enough for me to propose like this, I can go and prepare ......"

"Ah Chen, you know ......"

He turned his face, the street lights were dim, but the man's eyes were so bright.

"I only know Lan Xianshu, I want to marry you, I love you, so I want to marry you, whether you are a fool, disabled or whatever, I want to marry you and live with you for the rest of my life."