Don’t Pretend to be Poor with Me

    Song Yan slept very deeply.

    Looks like he's made up for the sleep he's been missing these days.

    The scenes in the dream that brought him a strong sense of happiness also seemed to wash away his pessimism and anxiety these days.

    He heard movement from the kitchen and thought that Xia Zhiye might be preparing dinner for him.

    In the end, the answer to him was a gentle female voice: "Xiaoxia and the others started school today, and they rushed back early in the morning. Seeing that you were sleeping too fast, they didn't wake you up."

    School starts today?

    Song Yan picked up Song Lele's little genius phone watch and glanced at it.

    August 31st at 18:22.

    He slept all day and night.

    "Then he..."

     "Don't worry, I bought him a plane ticket to go back, and I didn't let him take the green train again." Qin Qing took a bowl of porridge upstairs and put it on Song Yan's desk, gentle There is some teasing in the smile.

    Song Yan was embarrassed for a moment, thinking that the sheets were still messy, and the toilet paper they used yesterday was in the trash can, he panicked and was about to turn around to cover up, but found that the whole room was clean Clean, sheets have been changed and washed.

    And there is a cup of cold white on the table.

    You don't have to think about it, it must be Xia Zhiye.

    This person who is not in shape all day long is always so reliable and thoughtful.

    Song Yan thought of Xia Zhiye's smirk in the dream, and he couldn't help but smirk.

    Qin Qing looked at Song Yan who seemed to be alive for a moment, and also thought it was cute and funny: "Okay, don't think about it, just drink the porridge."

    "Well, okay, thank you Tan... aunt."

    Song Yan just scooped a tablespoon of porridge into his mouth when his wrists froze.

    The mouth was filled with a strange taste.

     Qin Qing, who was beside him, looked at him expectantly: "How is it? I cooked it according to Xiaoxia's grandmother's recipe. Does it taste the same? Is it delicious? Know if it is successful or not."

    No wonder he was sick before, and Qin Qing never cooked porridge for himself.

    It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't.

    Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not live to be seventeen years old.

    Song Yan silently swallowed: "It's good."

    Qin Qing was immediately happy like a little girl: "That's good, I'm going to go back and learn more about porridge and soup, so that you can nourish your body."

    "..." Song hated death, "Okay, Aunt Tan."

    After finishing speaking, as if remembering something, he looked back at her: "My dad didn't make it difficult for you, right?"

    "Well, there was a fight, but he couldn't do anything about it." Qin Qing seemed to be in a good mood, "Something happened to the Nanwu land, he rushed over yesterday, he should have I won't be able to come back for a while, and I'm probably too busy, so I don't have time to take care of you so strictly, so..."

    "What?"

    "So I bought you a new mobile phone. Although I usually have to give it to the teacher, you can still communicate secretly on weekends, but be careful to hide it." Qin Qing smiled and put the new mobile phone in the In front of him, "Can you return Lele's little genius watch to him now?"

    Song Yan then remembered that he robbed a little genius phone watch and five hundred dollars from a nine-year-old kid yesterday, and was a little embarrassed for a while: "Well, Lele's pocket money, I'll give it back to him."

    "I don't care about the accounts of your brothers." Qin Qing seemed to like seeing Song Yan's face showing a childlike expression of embarrassment. A bit of a joke, but also a little restrained, "But Auntie has something to discuss with you."

     Qin Qing said so, it should not be a trivial matter.

    Song Yan put down the spoon: "Aunt Tan, tell me."

    Qin Qing sat down opposite him: "Although generally speaking, the shareholding inheritance is to wait until the age of eighteen to inherit the shareholder qualification, but if the company has special express provisions, it will exclude the heir from the shareholder. Qualification is of course inheritance, and only protects property inheritance. Your father's company happens to have such a rule, so even if you are 18 years old, your father can still hold your shares on your behalf and become the largest shareholder. "

    "So what do we do?"

    Song Yan looked at Qin Qing.

    Qin Qing asked him: "Did you notarize when your mother died?"

    Song Yan replied: "I did, the notarized documents and wills are in the bank safe, and it will take effect immediately when I turn eighteen."

      I want to buy all your equity directly on your 18th birthday, would you like to?" Qin Qing asked Song Yan seriously.

    Because there is a fundamental difference between getting cash directly and directly becoming a major shareholder of a large company, she is not sure if Song Yan is willing to give up this career that should have been inherited by him.

    However, Song Yan has no interest in Song Minghai's company, so she should not hesitate: "Well, no problem."

    "Actually there are still some problems." Qin Qing did not intend to hide, "You should know that your father pursued me for the benefit of the Tan family's help, but they were all technology patents. There is not much capital flow in my family. In the past two years, due to the impact of the epidemic, cash flow is even more difficult, so I have no way to pay off the equity purchase money at one time. I can only give you 50 million first, and pay the rest. It will not be settled until the acquisition is successful, so if you are worried…”

    "I have nothing to worry about, Aunt Qin, I trust you." Song Yan looked at Qin Qing, like a calm and mature adult, "The reason why my father has always been so fearless, he must also know You don't have enough cash on hand to buy too many shares, so you think he can hold the top position, and if we want to win, we can only surprise him."

    Only by winning Song Minghai thoroughly, can he, Qin Qing and Song Lele have a future of freedom without being tyrannical.

    This is his only hope, so even if he has nothing left, he doesn't want Song Minghai to be so pretentious again.

    What's more, the worst guarantee is 50 million now, and as long as everything goes well, he can have nine-figure cash in hand when he is eighteen years old, and he has no reason to believe it.

    And at that moment, in the face of such a smart child who knew what he wanted, Qin Qing felt that there was no need to say more, just reached out and touched his head gently: " Well, we will definitely win."

    ·

    As Qin Qing said, Song Minghai was really busy, and his feet didn't touch the ground.

    He started an orphanage and built an enviable business all the way from scratch. Seeing the building collapsed, he finally had no energy to care about his son's unpleasant sexuality .

    The private high school Song Yanxin is studying is famous for its militarized management, so strict that a metal detector is used every day to check whether anyone is secretly using a mobile phone.

    So every Monday to Saturday, Song Yan can only hand in his mobile phone and communicate with Xia Zhiye through letters sent by SF Express.

    But when Sunday comes, he can video with Xia Zhiye for a whole day and night. Compared with the previous days, Song Yan already feels that it is worth cherishing.

    He also began to adapt to the new environment slowly, no longer fell into pessimistic anxiety, when he heard Xia Zhiye's description of their future life that day, he began to have a sense of their future With more realistic expectations and imagination, everything has hope.

    He began to sleep peacefully, and went to see Xia Zhiye and his future cat and dog in his dreams.

    He began to eat seriously, three meals a day, whether it was delicious or not.

    He even started running at night, using extreme physical exhaustion to consume unnecessary and useless troubles.

    He is studying, living, missing and looking forward to it very seriously.

    On the day Xia Zhiye came of age, as unfortunate high school seniors, they were all taking the last important monthly exam before the final exam.

    Because it was an important exam to be included in the file, Song Yan was not able to go to Nanwu to meet Xia Zhiye.

    He had indescribable guilt for this, and Xia Zhiye didn't intend to forgive him so easily.

    In the video, he coaxed him to call his brother, little brother, wild brother, and husband with red ears, and signed and signed to express that he owed Xia Zhiye a coming-of-age ceremony and adult gift. Reluctantly let him go.

    In addition, Xia Zhiye also got a sigh from his grandfather that night: "Forget it, I'm too old, I can't beat you. Your father is too, you too, what are you looking for? I don’t give up and don’t give in, but I can’t give a white-haired man a black-haired man again as an old man. So you can do whatever you want, just be responsible for your own choices, and remember to go home and watch more Look."

    So Xia Zhiye, a pure and beautiful male high school student who was supported by Song Yan for half a year, asked his cousin to sort out a list of assets and send it to his boyfriend that night, in order to honor his ten The promise made to Song Yan on her seventh birthday to "give all the money to my boyfriend in the future".

    On the day Song Yan came of age, Xia Zhiye, an unfortunate senior high school student, was still taking exams.

    That day was the second day when the whole city of Nanwu was modeled.

    He decided to fly to Beijing that evening to surprise Song Yan.

    Unfortunately, this decision was not implemented in the end.

    ·

    It was a rare sunny day.

    The spring awakens the sting, the peach blossom sun, the cherry shoots the light of the year.

    You can use all the beautiful words to describe spring to describe the good weather that day.

    Song Yan seemed to be in a rare good mood that day.

    He was sitting in the living room, waiting for Song Minghai, who had been boiled all night, to come back with the smell of nicotine and his wrinkled suit.

    Those who are so arrogant and arrogant should not allow themselves to have any failures, so they work hard to this extent.

    Song Minghai sat down on the sofa opposite him, lit a cigarette, and threw a document in front of him: "Signed."

     "Power of Attorney for Acting Shareholders' Rights"

    Party B: Song Minghai

    Party A: To be filled

    No surprise.

    Tan had thought early in the morning that Song Minghai would definitely ask to continue to represent his shareholders' rights, so he thought of some ways to stop Song Minghai's footsteps and let him not come back until noon.

    The reason why Song Yan is waiting for him here is just to tell him in front of him: "Sorry, Mr. Song, I just sold all my shares two hours ago, So I can't sign this power of attorney."

    Song Minghai's knuckles twitched slightly, and the scarlet fireworks suddenly went out between the slender knuckles, and then lowered his head and lightly crushed the cigarette butt: "Impossible, she doesn't have so much money in her hands."

    So talking to a smart person like Song Minghai is very labor-saving.

    It is also easier to make a fortune.

    Song Yan was noncommittal: "So I confiscated her money. Or I haven't received her money for the time being."

      of calm.

    Song Minghai raised his head and looked at Song Yan, his stern eyebrows were filled with deep anger: "Song Yan, do you know what you did?"

    Song Yan replied calmly: "I know."

    "Isn't this a question you should reflect on?" Song Yan turned her eyes away, "Why would I rather trust a person who is not related to me than trust you, don't you? Have you thought about the reason?"

    "I'm your dad! No matter what I do, I can't harm you!" Song Minghai tapped on the coffee table with his knuckles, a sudden blue vein on the back of his hand, "No matter what I do It's all for your own good! But she is an outsider, why do you think she can help you?"

    "It's up to me." Song Yan seemed to be in a good mood today, she stood up and picked up her schoolbag, "Anyway, the contract is signed, it's useless for you to talk to me, instead of talking here with me. I'm talking nonsense, why don't you think about how to keep your company. After all, you shouldn't be able to beat me now, so we'd better get together today."

    Song Yan walked out the door without looking back.

    Song Minghai stood up and shouted, "Stop for me!"

    Song Yan really stopped, and then turned around, as if she suddenly remembered something with an "oh", "I forgot to tell you, this weekend I will go back to Nanwu to see Xia Zhiye, and He is celebrating his birthday, and by the way, you can say hello to Xia Lao, you are welcome. As for you saying that you are my father, no matter what you do, it will not hurt me..."

    "Maybe." Song Yan paused slightly, nodded and said, "After all, I was almost sent to the ICU twice, how can I hurt me. I can't afford this kind of parenting. It’s just love, so now that I’m an adult, we’d better keep a certain distance in the future. I wish you a smooth acquisition, and see you Mr. Song.”

    Song Yan really didn't look back this time.

    He raised his head and squinted at the clear spring sky above his head, thinking, the weather is so good today, the plane will not be delayed.

    ·

    It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when Xia Zhiye finished the last science course.

    Nanwu No. 3 Middle School is not worthy of having weekends in the second semester of senior year, so Xia Zhiye must go to Ruan Tian to ask for leave first.

    It would have been a very simple thing in his plan.

    Because Ruan Tian has always been considerate and knows about him and Song Yan, and Xia Zhiye already has a guaranteed gold medal in the Mathematics Olympiad, he can be a strong base in Qingbei, so Now most of the teachers in the school have turned a blind eye to him, and Ruan Tian has no reason to refuse.

    But Ruan Tian refused.

    Ruan Tian sat in the office without hesitation: "You just stay at school for me, and don't want to go anywhere."

    "Don't, Sister Tian, ​​it's Song Yan's birthday today, if I don't go, I'll definitely be dumped, if I'm dumped, I'll be lost in love, if I'm lost in love, I'm definitely in a bad mood , when I'm in a bad mood, people will become decadent, and when people become decadent, they may not even be able to take the college entrance examination. So for the sake of our school's performance this year, Sister Tian, ​​please help me open a fake note, I beg you, I am the best The cutest and most beautiful Tianmei~”

    There is no lower limit as much as possible.

    It's useless.

     Ruan Tian, ​​who has always had a sweet smile, still refused ruthlessly: "No, I told you to stay honest at school, you have to stay honest at school. No negotiation."

    Xia Zhiye has never seen Ruan Tian so harsh and indifferent before, his intuition should be what happened, but when he looked at the time, it was already late, and there was no time to think about it, he could only hold his schoolbag The belt threw out a sentence, "Teacher, I'll go first, I'll make up the slip when I come back," and hurriedly turned around and walked out the door.

    Ruan Tian got up quickly, but before she could stop her, Xia Zhiye stopped at the door.

    Someone outside the door was leaning lazily on the door frame with the strap of his schoolbag hooked on one shoulder. When he saw Xia Zhiye coming out, he raised his eyelids arrogantly: "Where do you want to go?"

    In addition to Song Yan, there will be no second person.

    But why is Song Yan here?

    Didn't he tell himself that he was busy today, so he wasn't interested in celebrating his birthday, so he wouldn't let himself see him.

    I was prepared to sneak to Beijing by myself, cut first and then play, and celebrate my birthday before kneeling on the washboard, but Song Yan suddenly appeared here, what does it mean?

    The tone seems to be too flattered to slow down.

    The person in front of him still raised his eyelids and his tone was rude: "Why can't I come, you opened the third middle school?"

    Xia Zhiye: "No..."

    "Or do you think I shouldn't come?"

    "No..."

    "What do you mean?"

    Song Yan is arrogant and arrogant.

    It was at the door of the office, Xia Zhiye couldn't do anything, he could only stand obediently in front of Song Yan, ask what to answer, and said "I don't know why to coax but anyway, coax first. Let’s talk about it” is a gentle meaning.

    When did Ruan Tian see the appearance of the three middle and small bullies, he finally couldn't help laughing: "Okay, you two pay attention to the influence. The play is also finished with you, take it. Just leave the fake note, don't get in my way here."

     Said and pushed the signed slip from the table.

    Xia Zhiye finally reacted. He was deceived by Ruan Tian and Song Yan.

    Small things, but also learned to collude with the teacher to deliberately make him worry and be afraid.

    Xia Zhiye looked down at Song Yan, squinted slightly, and rubbed his lower teeth lightly.

    This emoji is a very dangerous warning.

    In order to ensure that she would not be do anything nasty on the sacred campus, Song Yan hurriedly turned around and ran away.

    Xia Zhiye picked up the fake note from the table and quickly followed.

    So before Song Yan could run away, Xia Zhiye pulled her wrist and blocked her into an inaccessible corner.

    When the oppressive height advantage and the familiar hormonal aura pressed strongly in front of Song Yan, he hurriedly pushed, just about to warn Xia Zhiye not to defile the pure campus, I heard a low voice above my head: "It's too hard to run back and forth, why don't you just wait for me to find you."

    The voice was low and soft, wrapped in distress and longing that could not be hidden, it fell to Song Yan's ear, and his heart moved.

     She lowered her eyelids and answered very lightly: "Because I don't want you to always come to me. You are my boyfriend, and I am your boyfriend too."

    So their love and devotion should be a mutual two-way ticket.

    Not Xia Zhiye's heartache and dedication.

    When she heard this sentence, Xia Zhiye suddenly felt an indescribable heartbeat.

    Their Song Daxi is indeed an 18-year-old friend, he has learned to love people, and he is more likeable.

    Xia Zhiye looked at his trembling eyelashes, lowered his head and gently placed a kiss on his eyelids: "Song Yan, I'm very happy."

     Glad you wanted to see me when I wanted to see you.

    "So can I kiss you now?"

    Xia Zhiye lowered his head slowly, and moved it to Song Yan's lips little by little.

    Song Yan just tightened the fingers hanging on his side, and did not refuse.

    The evening spring outside the window is ambiguous.

    The narrow and empty corner of the campus is a good place for teenagers to express their love secretly.

    However, at the moment when their lips were about to touch, they suddenly heard an extremely angry scream from behind Xia Zhiye: "Master Xia! Shut me up! How can you kiss others behind your back! You scumbag!!"

    So all the beautiful atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

    Xia Zhiye sighed lowly.

    Being blocked by his figure, Song Yan, who could only vaguely see that there was a person here, was used to the society and died to the point of numbness: "Get up."

    "Little Fatty is still young, don't kill me."

    After saying that, Xia Zhiye stepped aside, revealing Song Yan who was pushed against the corner by him.

    Song Yan leaned against the wall and stared coldly at Xiao Chuan and Zhao Ruiwen who suddenly opened their eyes at the other end of the corridor. They were about to make a death threat, but before they could speak, they were attacked by two people in the next second. The excited screams that cut through the sky were vividly stunned.

    Then two figures, one fat and one thin, rushed towards him at a rocket-like speed: "Brother, you are finally back!! We miss you so much!!"

    The two hugged Song Yan from left to right, so that Song Yan could not move, let alone murder, and even brought a cruel sonic attack.

    "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo out out out there, why don't you tell us when you come back. Do you only have Brother Ye in your heart, and you don't have friends like us."

    "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo why you are so thin, you are almost half as wide as chubby."

     "Brother, you didn't get abused when you went home."

    "It must have been abused, where is the wound, let me see, let me help you with love...Ouch! Lord Xia, take it easy!

    It's okay to hold and howl, how come you still lift up your clothes.

    Xia Zhiye directly used violence to lift the two away from Song Yan: "Don't move your hands and feet, are you two tired of living?"

    "No, Master Xia, we are just two big straight men, why are you jealous of us, we are simply concerned about disgusting brother." Zhao Ruiwen was very dissatisfied with Xia Zhiye's domineering behavior, "But Brother Yan, why are you here? Are you back again?"

    "No." Song Yan hooked the strap of her schoolbag on her shoulders, "I'll just come back and have a look."

    "What's so good about the three..."

    "You're stupid, it's Brother Yan's birthday today." Before Zhao Ruiwen could finish speaking, Fatty interrupted directly.

    Zhao Ruiwen suddenly realized this, and slapped his forehead: "Yes! Today is Jingzhe! Damn, I said, then don't get up tonight!"

    Song Yan: "What?"

    Zhao Ruiwen was very excited: "The coming-of-age ceremony is on! You are now a real man! You have to do what a real man should do! Otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of time for you to come here? Go to Master Xia. Go, you must pass every test, go for two cups, and then just get down to business!"

    Zhao Ruiwen is righteous and impassioned.

    Little Fat: "...?"

    Song Yan: "...??"

    Xia Zhiye: "...???"

    What the **** is Zhao Ruiwen doing?

    I usually look honest, but my thoughts are so wretched and dirty?

    The most important thing is that he has no interest in doing what a man should do with Xia Zhiye!

    Song Yan had red ears, kicked Xia Zhiye hard, turned around and left.

    Zhao Ruiwen looked confused: "Brother Yan, what's wrong?"

    "You still ask what's wrong?" Xia Zhiye kicked over, "You hate brother, don't you know that you are thin-skinned? You also talk about this kind of thing? You are impatient, aren't you? ?"

    "???" Zhao Ruiwen looked innocent, "No, as a man, on the first day of adulthood, I finally don't need to open a black card, I can go to an Internet cafe to experience it in an open and honest way, what's wrong with it? Are you embarrassed? This can also be beaten?"

    “…?”

    The remaining three people stopped and asked a question mark?

    The more Zhao Ruiwen said, the more incomprehensible he became: "This is eighteen years old! Isn't it fragrant for a man to be eighteen years old at the first page of the Internet cafe all night long? Isn't it good to call Zhou Ziqiu to go black in autumn and five days? What's the matter with you?!"

    “…”

    Long silence.

    It turned out that it was me who was wretched and dirty.

    Little Fatty sighed: "Brother tired."

    Song Yan said coldly: "Yes."

    "Sorry, I shouldn't let this stupid straight man appear in front of you, I'll take him away now."

    "OK."

    After speaking, Xiaopang dragged and didn't realize what he said wrongly, Zhao Ruiwen, and fled at a faster speed than when he came.

    Xia Zhiye finally couldn't help laughing, and put his arms around Song Yan's shoulder: "Why, Yan brother, do you want to consider how to use another real man on the first night of eighteen years old? A coming-of-age ceremony?"

    Go for the coming-of-age ceremony!

    Shameless!

    “…Xia Zhiye, you need a face!”

    Song Yan kicked him away fiercely, with a stinky face and red ears, and quickly walked out.

    Xia Zhiye hurriedly followed with a smile, wrapping her arms around Song Yan's shoulders.

    After a whole year, the two of them finally walked down the long tree-lined road of No. 3 Middle School together, the old street full of fireworks, and the The wine lane that represents the home's destination.

    One is still laughing, one is scolding, and the other is laughing and scolding, it seems that it is no different from the previous days.

    It's just that Song Yan no longer has the school uniform of No. 3 Middle School on her body, and the shops on both sides of the street have also been opened.

    That day was the last time they walked in front of the old street wearing the same school uniform.

    The boyhood that was missed in that year is also the boyhood that will never be found again no matter how hard you try for the rest of your life.

    Because over the years there are always things that have quietly changed in places you can't see.

    But the same will never change.

    When she heard their voices, the little mahjong would still rush out with her short legs, hug Song Yan's legs, and say: "Brother Yan, little mahjong is good. Miss you."

    When Grandma Liu saw Song Yan, tears still came out of her heart, and she grabbed his hand and kept saying: "Why are you so thin, how do your adults take care of you? , how can you be so thin."

    The small and warm cottage yard is always so warm and crowded.

    The longevity noodles made by grandma are still delicious.

    A table full of birthday banquets, the best meat, the most nutritious ingredients, and the most essential parts are still always put into Song Yan's bowl.

     And grandma Liu also knew that these two children were not easy, so after the birthday party, she took a little mahjong to rest early, leaving time and space for these two real people Not easy kids.

    Song Yan was lying on the window sill of the bedroom, looking at the night sky outside the window, without speaking for a long time.

    Xia Zhiye came to his side, lay beside him in the same posture, and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

    "I didn't see anything, I was just thinking that if Zaijiu Lane is really demolished next year, the home you gave me will be gone."

    When Song Yan said this, his tone was very light, but Xia Zhiye could hear the sadness inside.

    He took Song Yan's hand: "Come with me."

    Song Yan was led by him to the sofa in the living room and sat down, then watched Xia Zhiye open the drawer under the coffee table, and immediately saw the familiar seaweed green Omega watch.

    Recalling the experience of being deceived by Xia Zhiye, the anger instantly dilutes the sadness, just as he was about to beat Xia Zhiye again, Xia Zhiye hurriedly hugged him tightly and held it in his arms: "I was wrong , you want to hit me later, wait for me to show you something first."

    Fuck!

    Song Yan stretched her legs to kick Xia Zhiye, and a photo album appeared in front of him immediately.

    A long-term photo album, it seems to be a few years old, and there is a row of "my family" written on the cover in immature handwriting.

    Song Yan stopped: "What is this?"

    "This is my home." Xia Zhiye opened the first page and pointed to the old photo, "This is when my mother was pregnant with me, this is my father. So this is our A family portrait of three."

    "And then what?"

    "Then you turn back."

    Song Yan sat on Xia Zhiye's lap, wrapped in his arms by him, and turned back page after page, all photos of him and his parents, it can be seen that he is very happy family, but he didn't know the purpose of Xia Zhiye showing him this.

    I was about to ask a question when my fingertips stopped when I saw a photo.

    The photo is the first time they were secretly photographed and put on the post bar, the photo called elopement.

    Behind this photo is a photo of them participating in a parent-child activity at the amusement park.

    After that, there are photos of him being candidly taken when he was asleep, photos of winning an English speech contest, photos of wearing wedding dresses when he played Liang Zhu.

    All photos of him.

    Besides him and his parents, he is the only one in this album.

    Song Yan turned the album slowly and slowly.

    Xia Zhiye hugged him and whispered in his ear: "This album was my favorite thing when I was a child, and after my parents died, this album became my home in my heart. , so when I put your photo in, I thought about it, I want to spend a lifetime with you, a lifetime in the same family."

    "I know it's naive and unreliable to say these words at our age, but at least I'm serious about it now, and I'll work hard to do it all my life this, so I hope you can trust me."

    "I originally booked a very good hotel restaurant in Beijing, and prepared very romantic ceremonies and gifts, including a violin band, a cake tower, roses, and candlelight fragrance, but who knows You came back to Nanwu after a sudden attack, making me feel like an incompetent boyfriend with no preparations."

    "Fortunately, I carry this thing with me. I want to give it to you as your eighteenth birthday present. I don't know if you are willing to accept it."

    "So Song Yan, are you willing to be my lover, family, and the person who will spend a lifetime together?"

    Xia Zhiye's voice was so gentle and firm.

    It is like the spring water in the peach blossom flood season flowing through the night, bringing a lifetime of beautiful spring scenery.

    Song Yan turned to look at him, and he also looked at Song Yan.

    Then Song Yan found out why his eyes were so good-looking, so good-looking that he couldn't help lowering his head and kissing her lightly.

    This shallow kiss soon received the warmest and gentlest response.

    Until the album fell to the ground, the roses blooming on the windowsill silently dropped a petal.

    Song Yan leaned over Xia Zhiye and said in a low voice, "Xia Zhiye, this time I'm not too young, my body is better, and I'm willing."

    So he thought it didn't matter if they were beautiful this spring.

    The author has something to say:

    [1]: It doesn't matter if you are beautiful in spring