"Song Pianran, marry me!"
Holding a bunch of plastic fake flowers, I got down on one knee, affectionately.
Song Pianran excitedly widened her eyes, covered her mouth with both hands, and stepped back slightly excitedly.
What a jerk, look at him happy.
My eyes couldn't help sour, I took out a jewelry box from the flower, and inside it lay a can pull tab with "one more bottle" written on it.
"Although I have no money and no diamond ring, I have a heart that loves you. When you are old, I will still take you to the top, and I will be your professional fan in my next life!"
Two lines of tears flowed from Song Pianran's eyes, dripping on my heart.
"Would you like to?"
I also choked up.
He nodded.
I put the pull on his slender fingers, the band played the wedding march, and the cute little flower girl carried a vegetable basket and sprinkled roses on us.
The flowing water wedding banquet filled the entire street. Relatives and friends wearing red cotton padded jackets all stood up and applauded.
Song Pianran guessed that she was too happy, crying and laughing, with crystal tears hanging from her long eyelashes.
I really feel pity.
He is the poor little guy in Qiong Yao's drama, with low eyebrows and weeping, like a crumbling dodder flower.
My desire for protection as a man exploded at the moment.
My heart softened, my body was numb, and I was about to melt.
I stood on tiptoe and gently took Song Pianran's head.
He bent his knees obediently, squatted halfway, and buried his head in my neck.
"I'll be nice to you, don't cry, darling."
I coaxed him gently.
"I cry because I'm so happy... so happy..."
he sobbed.
I covered his mouth and shook my head dotingly: "I understand, because I am..."
I am just as happy as you.
I couldn't hide my happy mood, I hugged Song Pianran and laughed out loud.
Then I woke up laughing alive.
When I opened my eyes, the corners of my mouth were still hanging around my ears, and when I touched my forehead, it didn't burn.
Looking at the watch, it was only early six o'clock.
It's love that drives me crazy.
Qi Guoqing was lying on the head of the bed, and I turned to face him.
"Son, Dad is going to confess today."
Qi Guoqing looked at me blankly.
"Actually, it's not a confession. I guessed that he likes me too, but as men, we should speak first, don't you think? Find you a mother, are you happy?"
Qi Guoqing didn't respond, so I forcibly turned it over.
"Look, you are so happy, your belly is turned out."
I patted its pink belly.
The studio usually goes to work at nine o'clock, but Song Pianran's rule is loose, everyone is lazy, and usually it is delayed until nine thirty.
It was just after seven o'clock, and Song Pianran and I were the only people alive in the whole building.
It is advisable to confess, to fall in love.
Ran Shuai was already awake, lying in the nest bored and playing a small ball.
Seeing me coming, its eyes lit up, and it rushed towards me with a "wang".
"stop!"
I quickly put up a palm and stopped Ran Shuai.
My handsome and perfect black suit has no dust at all!
"However, handsome and obedient, don't talk, I'll come down and play with you later."
However, Shuai's tail drooped down, and he slumped back into the nest.
He tiptoed to the fourth floor, and Song Pianran's door was closed.
I put my ear to the door and knocked lightly twice.
Unexpectedly, nothing happened.
Song Pianran was a householder who had difficulty getting up. In order to make it easier for us to wake him up, his door was never locked.
I pressed the door handle and gently opened the door.
Song Pianran fell asleep peacefully, with half of her face buried in the soft pillow.
He slept peacefully, his forehead was fluffy on his forehead, his black eyelashes draped over his eyelids, his lips were pursed tightly, and there was a small black mole on his exposed auricle.
I have seen his sleeping face many times, but none like this one.
Just looking at him like this makes me feel very moved.
I cleared my throat and whispered to him, "Boss, wake up. Boss?"
He didn't open his eyes, frowned, pulled up the quilt to cover his head.
I leaned over nervously, pulled the quilt down a corner, put it close to his ear, and shouted, "Boss, it's lunch time, get up!"
This time, he finally reacted, rubbing his eyebrows with one hand and narrowing his eyes.
"what time is it?"
His eyes were sleepy, his voice was hoarse, his hair was messy, and he was buried in the quilt as if he was boneless.
At this time, Song Pianran seemed to be very talkative.
I mustered up my courage, recalled the scene in my dream last night, and knelt down on one knee: "Song Pianran, you marry..."
He glanced at his phone, grabbed a handful of hair irritably, and yelled at me, "Damn it! At seven-twenty, Qi Xiaoyu, are you trying to rebel?!"
I was terrified all over.
The other leg also knelt down.
It's okay, it's more sincere to get down on your knees.
I console myself.
I cheered myself up in my heart and said again: "You marry..."
Song Pianran gave me a cold look.
I immediately persuaded: "Marry... Will you eat green onion pancakes with green onions?"
"… "
Song Pianran twitched the corner of her mouth, reached out and pinched herself, and said to herself, "I'm dreaming? It's impossible for such a stupid person to appear in the real world."
"I-I-I-I-I-I...I have something urgent..."
He had two dark circles under his eyes, grinned, and said in a strong tone: "At seven o'clock in the morning, break into my room and wake me up. You'd better really have something very, very, very important, or I will give you You make a dish."
"What, what kind of food?"
"Fried, squid, fish."
I have a tight bladder.
Where did the little sweetheart Song Pianran in the dream go!
—Is there any newspaper office that would do a good job and help me to post a notice to look for Qi Yu’s young daughter-in-law, Song Pianran, male, who got separated in Qi Yu’s dream at 6:08 this morning, wearing a red wedding dress, The head is covered with a white veil, and the character is gentle and clingy.
"It looks pretty good today."
Song Pianran rubbed her face and seemed to be in a better mood. She raised her eyebrows and even complimented me.
I straightened my bow tie and smiled shyly: "As long as you like it."
- Thanks to the help of kind-hearted people, the little daughter-in-law Song Pianran has been found.
"It's like parking in a hotel, playing cosplay?"
"… "
I looked down at my black suit a few times, and when he said that, I felt a bit like myself.
“Morning stir fry”
"Huh?" I stroked my hair, but didn't respond.
"Look at this oily hair, is it Luhua peanut oil?"
"… "
That's the big rooster oil that I wiped off half the bottle.
He wasn't in a good mood, he finally woke up and turned on the crazy mocking mode. At such a time, he will laugh at whoever he arrests.
I was the one who bumped into his gun.
He was leaning against the head of the bed, his eyes half-open.
I want to cry without tears, crazy collapse.
- This is not the little daughter-in-law I'm looking for, Song Pianran! This is the devil!
Tremblingly, I took out the piece of paper from my arms and handed it over with both hands: "Boss, please take a look."
Song Pianran was playing with her phone, turned her head and glanced at the piece of paper, her face full of disgust: "Did you use it to wipe your butt in the morning?"
"… "
This piece of paper was in my arms all night, wrinkled and stained with saliva from my dream last night.
"No, no."
I was a little embarrassed, as if with a fiery expectation, I was suddenly doused by a basin of cold water.
I folded the paper twice and pressed it in the palm of my hand.
Still feeling a little aggrieved, he added in a low voice, "I wrote it for a long time last night."
Song Pianran heard the words, looked down at my hand, and said, "What did you write? Read it to me."
"Really? Would you like to hear it?"
The little flame of hope was lit again, and my eyes lit up as I stared at Song Pianran.
Song Pianran turned her face unnaturally: "Hurry up!"
I spread out the small piece of paper, the small characters on it are densely packed.
"A Feichi electric car, I just bought it the year before last, and the battery was replaced just last month, and the performance is good; there is a suite in 1201, Building 2, Xinlai Community, Changchun Road, one room and one living room; the deposit is 113,000 yuan, there is In the two bank cards, the passwords are both 876789; there is still 50,000 to buy a wealth management fund; a set of silver jewelry."
My heart was pounding, and I didn't dare to look up at Song Pianran.
He took out a prepared pile of things from his suit pocket, the electric vehicle warranty certificate, the real estate certificate, two bank cards, and the fund purchase certificate, lined them up neatly, and placed them on the edge of the bed.
"The silver jewelry was left by my grandmother, and there is no certificate or anything. I didn't bring it with me."
After saying this, I held my breath, waiting for his response.
The room fell silent in an instant, and the second hand of the alarm clock by the bed was ticking.
I heard Song Pianran's breathing.
Regularly, once or twice, with the sound of my heartbeat.
Then I noticed that his breathing gradually became rapid and heavy.
"Why are you telling me this?"
I don't know how long it was quiet, he finally spoke, his voice was a little hoarse.
The small note was tightly grasped by me, and I felt my palms sweat.
I gathered my courage and raised my head, looked at Song Pianran anxiously and expectantly, and asked him, "Do you like it?"
He held the phone in his hand, and there was no excess emotion on his face.
I took a deep breath: "These are the dowry gifts I gave you, do you like them?"
Song Pianran still didn't speak.
"And me, do you like it?"
My heart was beating like it was going to burst, my throat tightened, and I licked my lips unconsciously.
"What do you mean, make it clear."
His hands trembled a little, he put the phone down and buckled upside down on the bed.
"I like you and want to fall in love with you, are you willing?"
I stared into Song Pianran's eyes.
Once these words were uttered, all timidity and scruples disappeared.
The second hand was still turning, and I was counting as I listened to the voice.
One second, two seconds, three seconds…
Time seemed to stand still, and so did Song Pianran.
Not knowing how many seconds passed, Song Pianran finally moved.
He looked up, raised his hand to cover his eyes, pointed the other hand in the direction of the door, and said, "You go out first."
boom-
A bigger rock fell from the sky and stuck in my chest.
"Oh… "
My mind went blank, I didn't know how to react, I stood up mechanically, turned around and walked out, closing the door.
It wasn't until consciousness came back into my mind that I regained my senses.
Does this count as a denial
It turns out that dreams and reality are really the opposite.
My throat was sore, my legs were weak, and I sat on the ground against the handrail of the stairs.
I can't tell what it feels like, it's like eating a whole lemon in one go, and my mouth is full of sourness; it's like cutting a hundred onions at once, and my eyes hurt.
It's still like... something hard on my ass
I touched it with my back hand, and it was Qi Guoqing in the back pocket of my trousers.
I grabbed Qi Guoqing's little tail and dangled it.
"What do you say now? It's a shame... ugh."
Qi Guoqing's black eyes are clear and lingering, reflecting a self-pity, sad spring and autumn me.
its not right!
I patted my head and was completely awake.
Qi Yu, calm down! Song Pianran likes you too!
With so many explicit hints, Song Pianran couldn't possibly be boring to me.
Taking a step back, even if I misunderstood Song Pianran, according to his character, he should have bluntly satirized me and said, "Qi Xiaoyu, you really want to eat swan meat."
So what did he mean just now
His first move was to lift his head.
It should be too moved, forcing to hold back the tears from falling.
The second action is to cover your eyes.
This action has two profound meanings, one is that I can't hold back the tears, so I have to cover it with my hands; the other is that my betrothal gifts are too few, Song Pianran can't see it!
Then he let me out.
go out? where to go? Just let me go out and work hard to make more money!
A bitter sadomasochistic drama successfully evolved into an urban inspirational light comedy.
I was filled with fighting spirit again.
—In the final analysis, I still despise my bride price for too little!
-Today is also a day of working hard to fall in love with Song Pianran!
The author has something to say
Xiaoyu: What should I do if people who don't like the dowry enough don't want to be with me
People who eat melons: it is enough to be a dowry