Shengge looked at the short three lines, each word imprinted in his heart, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared and became heavy and sour.
He said, I want to be your knight and protect you in peace and happiness throughout your life.
He said she was his little princess,
He said that he wanted to deliver a thousand-year affectionate obsession,
He said, it is faith and dawn,
Emotions are intertwined with memories of past lives and deaths,
The scene is frozen in the scene where he endured his whole life and finally committed suicide in front of her monument on the ground full of peach blossoms.
The images overlapped, and the girl hiding under the quilt had a sore nose and moist eyes, but a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. The smile penetrated her heart, and her mind was filled with the image of that boy.
Shengge looked at the time on his phone. It was almost eleven o'clock. He wondered if he had gone to bed.
Miss him so much,
She turned over in bed, placed the love letter at her heart, covered it with her hands, looked at the ceiling, and giggled softly, showing the unique shyness of her student days.
After hesitating for a while, he couldn't help but picked up the phone and dialed Zhou Ye's number.
In the car dealership, Zhou Ye, who was temporarily called to repair the car, was dismantling the car.
When the ringtone rang, Cheng Hao glanced at the call note 【Little Princess】 on the screen, and immediately shouted with a playful smile:
"Brother Ye, your little princess called."
Zhou Ye was stunned for a moment, and immediately took off his gloves stained with black paint, and quickly walked over to pick up his mobile phone. The place was a bit noisy, so he ran to a quiet place to answer the call.
Obviously Shengge was staring at the phone waiting for him to get through, because as soon as he got through, she heard the girl's soft voice:
"Saturday night."
Zhou Ye leaned lazily and casually on a railing, listening to the girl's soft and melodious voice. It sounded so good that it made people feel like they had fallen into a cotton candy, so sweet and glutinous.
"Shengge" he suddenly called her by her first and last name.
Shengge was stunned for a moment and puffed up his face: "What are you doing?"
Zhou Ye smiled:
"Don't act coquettishly when you can't see or touch."
It made him feel itchy.
Shengge said shyly and angrily, "I didn't act like a spoiled brat."
She really wasn't acting like a spoiled child, so why did she sound like a spoiled child to his ears?
"Oh" Zhou Ye laughed carelessly: "Now Shengsheng, tell me something, let me hear it."
Shengge: "...".
Zhou Ye saw that she was silent, probably out of shame, so he had to smile and change the subject and ask:
"Why haven't you slept yet?"
Shengge pulled the quilt up to her nose and stammered in a low voice:
"I couldn't sleep while reading the love letter you wrote."
Under the night, Zhou Ye's dark eyes narrowed for a moment, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes:
"I don't have much literary talent. I just wrote a few words after thinking about it all afternoon. Let's just read it. It's a grievance for us Shengsheng."
Unable to even write a decent love letter, he sighed in frustration.
He still remembered how well Chu Yi’s love letter was written.
What, you are as bright and bright as a star or the moon, an immortal galaxy,
What else is there? A glimpse in the crowd and I am obsessed with it, unable to extricate myself...
He couldn't write any of this.
Shengge heard the indifference in his tone and hurriedly explained:
"I'm not wronged, Zhou Ye. Before this, I never knew that words could be so shocking. These three lines of words you wrote are the most pious and beautiful words I have ever seen. They are more shocking than any love poem." ",
She smiled and said to him seriously:
"I love this love letter so much that I can't even sleep."
Zhou Ye was surprised, even unbelievable, and then overjoyed:
"Really like it?"
"Hmm... I like it very much." Shengge suddenly bit her lip shyly and asked him, "Why did you think of writing this to me today?"
"Because you lost a love letter today," Zhou Ye said, "I want to make up for it for you."
He knew he was not good, but he wanted to be perfect for her and give her the most delicate and tender love.
If it was anything she lost because of being with him,
He would make it up to her personally.
Listening to Shengge made my heart tremble with numbness.
He said that what was lost would be replaced by her.
Use the simplest language to let her feel the ultimate feeling of being pampered.
The girl smiled movingly:
"Zhou Ye, you are so kind..."
She said to him very seriously:
"I not only like love letters, but I also like you."
This was the second time she told him that she liked him, but the first time was with the intention of repaying her kindness.
But now, aside from repaying gratitude, she really fell in love with this young man who was tolerant, deep-tempered and extremely partial.
And she also knew that her boy needed her to express his emotions clearly.
That would give him all the confidence and dispel the sensitivity deep in his heart.
Sure enough, when Zhou Ye heard her tell her that she liked her, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were filled with smiles, and her dark eyes were even dilated and flashing with light. The young man lowered his head slightly, the night wind blew the hair on his forehead, and the silver earrings glowed. Ray, leaning lazily on the railing, one leg bent, his whole person exuding a cynical and unruly look, his eyes filled with an unprecedented smile.
That night, Zhou Ye, who was immersed in the abyss, felt as if he was standing in the sunshine from the abyss.
Zhou Ye raised his head in a happy mood, looked at the brightest star in the sky, and teased her intentionally and maliciously:
"The little girl deliberately told me this over the phone so late, so that I can't sleep tonight...",
He chuckled mischievously:
"How about going to find Shengsheng now?"
"Ah?" Shengge was shocked: "Now? It's so late? Grandma won't let me go out."
Zhou Ye said deliberately:
"Okay, then when I pick you up tomorrow, repeat what you said on the phone today in front of me, and then...",
He licked his lips and chuckled:
"Give me another kiss to make up for the sleepless night tonight. Your mouth should be very sweet."
Shengge was so shocked that her face turned red, and she hesitated for a long time before saying:
"No... let's not talk about it. It's very late and I'm going to bed. You should go to bed early too."
He said quickly with his heart pounding:
"Good night".
Zhou Ye hung up the phone before he could say anything again.
Seeing the call being hung up unexpectedly, Zhou Ye seemed to be able to imagine her hiding under the quilt with her little face red.
He chuckled, really wanting a hug.
After Shengge hung up the phone, she felt so hot that the quilt was lifted off.
She found that when she took the initiative before, Zhou Ye was like a wooden person and didn't respond.
Now that he has responded and started to take the initiative, she seems to be a little unable to take it.
But...it's also so sweet.
It was already one o'clock in the morning when he left the car dealership on Sunday night. He went to the ATM and withdrew 5,000 yuan.
Cheng Hao: "What are you doing with cash? My mobile phone can't pay?"
"Can pay".
"Then why do you withdraw cash? Cash is easy to lose."
“My Shengsheng doesn’t use mobile phones to pay, only cash.”
"What?" Cheng Hao was stunned: "So this money is for her?"
"Well" Zhou Ye collected all the money, raised his legs and got on the motorcycle, frowning slightly: "She seems to be a little short of money."
"No way, Shengge looks like the daughter of a rich family. Will she be short of money?" Cheng Hao rarely asked seriously: "But we are not the second generation of rich people and we don't have a treasury. How can you still think of raising her from now on?" .
Hearing the slight movement of his masseter muscles, Zhou Ye turned the car key and said in a low voice:
"There is no treasury, I can make money",
He said:
"I want to raise her."
As soon as he finished speaking, the black motorcycle sped away under the night.
