—Would you like to be my girlfriend
It was like a line you only get to hear in a movie, but at this moment I actually heard him say it to me.
The man was right beside her, his face was calm and confident, his eyes were fixed on her, and his gaze was burning.
Ji Ning curled up his frozen tongue and finally tasted a hint of it.
The ice cream tastes like sea salt with a hint of lemon.
I'm still a little afraid that I'm being too sentimental.
She licked her lips, raised the stick in her hand, and said in a very light voice: "Did it ask, or did you ask?"
"It asked for me," the man said, his Adam's apple rolling barely perceptibly. "So you can also understand that I asked it."
After saying this, he waited for her answer.
She worked all night to plan the proposal, and arranged the venue. She also contacted countless manufacturers to make this little gadget in her hand, and only managed to make a mold and customize it this morning.
But he was still not sure whether these could impress her.
Ji Ning looked at him for a while before asking, "Are you out of the play?"
Unexpectedly, after waiting for such a long time, another question came. Ji Shiyan frowned and said, "What?"
"I say..." She swallowed, "Your feelings have nothing to do with dramas and variety shows?"
The acting industry is much more special than other industries. They must perform the most realistically in front of the camera to convince the audience. Many people, after being in a play for a long time, will mistakenly regard the love in the play as their own love.
Some couples will reconfirm their relationship a few months after work ends, but she and Ji Shiyan have just finished filming a dating variety show and starred in a romance drama, and it seems that they have been practicing the romance scenes all the time.
"I've been acting for ten years. If I couldn't tell the difference between plot and reality, I shouldn't be here."
The man stood up and said, "I don't like you as Jiang Yu, nor do I like you as the male protagonist of First Kiss Diary. My liking is Ji Shiyan's liking, and it has nothing to do with anything else."
Jiang Yu is the name of the character he played in "Illusion Healing".
He did not avoid her question and made it clear that this relationship was pure.
Ji Ning puffed his cheeks: "Well, I understand."
The man felt that he was very sensitive at this moment, and he wanted to analyze every micro-expression of hers: "What does um mean? Agree?"
She took two steps back and lowered her head: "I'll give you an answer when I get back."
On the way back, the men seemed extremely tormented.
The driver, Xiao He, was driving well when he suddenly felt someone coming from behind.
Ji Shiyan put his elbows on the back of the chair: "What's the speed limit?"
Xiao He glanced at the navigation: "120."
"Increase to 120," the man looked at the dashboard, "drive at the maximum speed limit."
Xiao He did as he was told, but couldn't help but say, "Didn't we say safety is the priority before?"
"I'm not speeding," the man threw the rules he had set out before to the wind. "I'm safe if I'm not speeding."
Xiao He almost doubted whether the person who said "I feel dizzy because of driving too fast" was the one behind him who kept speeding up.
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As soon as Ji Ning arrived at the room, he received a WeChat message from Ji Shiyan.
It's like counting the seconds.
She didn't have time to walk to the bed, so she leaned against the door, half squatted, and huddled together to read his message.
He asked her: Have you gone home
Ji Ning tapped the twenty-six grids: Hmm.
The second question came quickly, as if it had been prepared in the dialog box for a long time -
Will you be my girlfriend
With her thigh pressed against her left chest, she could clearly hear her heartbeat amplified in the silence.
She quickly pressed the send button, as if she saw the final blow of the auction hammer and the dust settled.
Um.
After sending the message, she felt as if she was finally able to breathe. She turned the phone away, jumped up and threw herself into the bed.
The soft, changed quilt cover carried her own lemon scent and was as comfortable as a dream.
When I opened my phone again, I saw the message he sent me: Can you say anything else besides "hmm"
Yes, they will.
But when she saw him say that, she curled up the corners of her mouth unconsciously, raised her phone and replied: Yeah.
There was input for a while.
Then, the man’s next sentence seemed to push her into the bed: Do you like me
It's like waiting for a rabbit to fall into a trap.
There's nothing else to go back to.
Ji Ning turned over to the edge of the bed, hung his hands on the side of the bed in a very difficult posture, pursed his lips, and said cautiously and lightly: Yeah.
Ji Shiyan lowered his eyes when he saw the message, raised his eyebrows and smiled slowly, unable to explain what he felt.
It's especially similar to holding an animal when you were a kid. The little thing would scratch and fiddle with it with its paws but not press on you. It would just rub against you for a few circles, but it still made you feel cute for no reason.
He looked at the time and said: "I'll take you to dinner at six o'clock?"
Um.
Is this really the only word you said
She thought about it: I want to eat coconut chicken.
What's so difficult about this? The man readily agreed - OK.
Ji Ning sat up, thinking that he should be more moderate with his dinner and not eat such high-calorie food.
But... if you're on a date, you should be able to indulge yourself once in a while, right
She was too casual this morning and didn't even put on much makeup, so she applied a layer of moisturizing spray and prepared to touch up her makeup.
Just after putting on lipstick, I received a message from Song Yu—
Today is Valentine's Day!!
She thought Song Yu knew something, and was surprised that Ms. Song was so well-informed. She had only just confirmed the relationship for less than ten minutes.
But the next second, Song Yu sent her an emoticon.
This is an emoticon package widely circulated in Ji Shiyan’s fan circle.
It was Valentine's Day, and the second male and female actors of the crew were hugging each other to film a love scene, while Ji Shiyan was helping to watch the camera. A staff member took a photo of him watching the two people in the camera being affectionate.
Sister Haiyan often releases this photo on Valentine's Day, using her idol to compare herself to being single.
Song Yu could not escape this routine either. She wrote the words "you & me" on Ji Shiyan's body, and added the words "couple" on the heads of the second male and female characters.
Song Yu said: This is who we are today.
I took the subway to buy a cake, and there were twelve pairs of couples surrounding me, like a fucking thousand-layer cake wrapped in cream.
Ji Ning opened the picture, crossed out the "you" that referred to himself in Song Yu's picture, and then sent it over.
Song Yu:
Ji Ning: I’m sorry.
Song Yu: ?
Ji Ning: I should be in love.
Song Yu was very calm at first, and he didn't even ask questions. There was some sympathy in his tone: You go crazy as soon as Valentine's Day comes, which is boring.
Ji Ning was not in a hurry to prove: I won’t be able to reply to your message later, let’s go eat coconut chicken.
Song Yu thought she was quite cooperative with her: Should I still go on a Valentine's Day date with Ji Shiyan
Soon, Ms. Song's disdain really overflowed the screen: Can you be a little more creative? I have replaced Ruan Ming here.
Ji Shiyan just sent a voice message at this time, saying that the seat had been booked.
Ji Ning recorded the screen, sent a copy to Song Yu, and politely asked: Is this innovative enough
There was silence on the other end for a long time. Just when Ji Ning thought her network was down, Song Yu sent her all the question mark emoticons in his phone.
Do you think it is appropriate to deal a fatal blow to your friend at his moment of weakness
Ji Ning felt quite aggrieved: Weren't you the one who laughed at me first
Song Yu thought about it and it seemed to be true.
She took a few minutes to digest it. She was surprised, but not particularly surprised. After all, her previous remarks were still in the hope that Ji Ning would protect herself. Now that the situation was clear, she should of course celebrate for her friend.
—Although I don’t really want to celebrate for Ji Ning at this moment.
As a die-hard gossip officer, Song Yu finally succumbed to his burning desire for gossip and called Ji Ning. He asked right away, "Tell me clearly, how did you confess? How did you agree? What happened after you agreed? If you don't tell me the details, I'll sue you for spreading rumors."
Ji Ning recalled the key points: "We just went out to play, and after eating the ice cream, there was a stick with French words on it. I asked him what it meant, and he asked if I wanted to be his girlfriend. I said I would tell him when I got home, and then..."
"Just together?"
Ji Ning felt that this question was both up to standard and out of standard: "Who can refuse Ji Shiyan?"
She can't anyway.
"Then what the hell are you going to say when you get back and tell him? If it were me, I would nod my head 500 times, walk up to him, hug him, do a back-spin, and buy all the marketing accounts to sing the praises of our talented man and beautiful woman love story."
"I was thinking about being... reserved?" Ji Ning didn't quite understand, "Showing that I've thought it through?"
"You're still being reserved. Look at what you posted on your smurf account last year."
Ji Ning couldn’t quite remember what her small account posted last year. It took her a long time to find her blog post from this day last year.
As long as the handsome guy is awesome, every day is Valentine's Day. The accompanying pictures are nine photos of Ji Shiyan.
But I didn't expect that one year later, I actually got the most handsome one.
After hanging up the phone, she lay flat on the bed, finally realizing that she equated Valentine's Day with confession. She didn't know whether this was a date he had deliberately chosen or just a coincidence.
But it is very commemorative anyway.
Downstairs, Ji Shiyan put on his coat and was waiting for Ji Ning to send him a message.
Jiang Sheng didn't know when he ran up, and was shocked to see Ji Shiyan dressed neatly, but soon, Jiang accepted this setting: "Do you think I was very tired last night and plan to take me out for a meal? Okay, then I will reluctantly agree to you. Let's two single dogs keep each other warm on this Valentine's Day..."
"You are, I am not." The man adjusted his watch. "Don't confuse us."
"What am I?" Jiang Sheng was stunned for a moment, and heard a strong sense of superiority in the voice.
"By the way, what were you doing last night? I haven't had time to ask you yet."
The plan was full of details about how to arrange and configure everything. Time was urgent, Ji Shiyan didn't explain the reason, and Jiang Sheng didn't have time to ask.
Ji Shiyan looked at the person in front of him, and had already engraved the words "stupid death" between his eyebrows: "What day is today?"
"It's Valentine's Day."
"So what could I have done last night?"
Jiang Sheng's brain, which was muddled by staying up late, finally cleared up. He cursed, "Done? You caught up with me even though you didn't listen to me?!"
"If I really listen to you, how many years will I have to be single?"
"You came to me to be my manager," the man said with a fake smile, "you must have come here on purpose to harm me."
Jiang Sheng: …
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Ji Ning changed her clothes and sent a message to Ji Shiyan, and the man quickly took her to the car.
The RV we were riding in tonight was not his, and there was no driver either.
Ji Ning sat in the passenger seat before he realized, "Are you driving?"
"We are going out with two people. Who needs a driver?" the man said, adjusting the navigation in the car.
Before the navigation started, he announced: "Get ready to go, destination: home."
… Home
Ji Ning looked at the dark night and said, "Aren't we going to eat coconut chicken?"
"yes."
"Then why does the navigation go to your house?"
Ji Shiyan started the engine and finally had time to turn his head to look at her: "Coconut Chicken is near my house."
"… "
"What else?" The man raised his eyes and said in a low voice, "What do you think I want to do?"
The author has something to say: Do what you want to do (No, no, don’t report me, I’m just talking nonsense)
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