"There are three major happy events in life: getting your name on the list of successful candidates, the wedding night, and meeting an old friend in a foreign land." Yang Fan sat opposite Liu Yueyue. She didn't dare to look at him, so it was easier for him to look at her carefully.
Her black hair is like a waterfall, her face is like a peach blossom, and her appearance is exquisite. Perhaps only the word "peerless beauty" can describe the beauty in front of us.
"Don't talk nonsense." Liu Yueyue blushed.
Most of the time I saw him was at Aunt Thirteen's house. Now I have suddenly moved to a new place, far away from home. It feels really strange.
At least she felt that "meeting an old friend in a foreign land" could indeed be regarded as one of the three greatest happiest events in life.
It was when he said "wedding night" that she felt a little embarrassed.
She looked back at the chat history between herself and Yang Fan, and found that many of her remarks clearly revealed her confession to Deng Feng Chuifan, but she had never known that Yang Fan was Deng Feng Chuifan.
He didn't tell her the truth either, just that waiting for the wind to blow the sails wasn't as good as she thought.
She also argued that it would not happen, and that it would be best to wait for the wind to blow the sails.
Thinking about it now, it’s so embarrassing.
what to do
If he confesses his feelings, I should accept it, right
Liu Yueyue began to have wild thoughts.
But he is my sister's fake boyfriend. If I accept it, how can I explain it to my mother and Aunt Thirteen
Will my sister fall in love with him too
After thinking about it, Liu Yueyue felt that her sister should like Yang Fan, a friend who has a big imagination and can write scripts.
Her sister often told her that Yang Fan’s friend was truly a talent, with unique ideas and insight into the world, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to write such a script. He must be a very interesting person.
She reminded her sister, could it be Yang Fan’s friend or Yang Fan himself
My sister was silent for a moment, then said solemnly, Impossible!
Do basketball players who play in the NBA have the ability to play football in the La Liga
There are people with natural talents, but everyone has their own specialties. It is a fantasy to be all-rounder.
Liu Yueyue thought about it and it was true. It was already amazing that Yang Fan, an ordinary man, could write songs, sing and play the piano. It was a bit unrealistic for him to write scripts that even he himself found amazing.
"Waiter, please order another dish and bring a set of tableware." Of course Yang Fan did not express his feelings and called the waiter.
Although he had already eaten tonight, Liu Yueyue, a shy girl, would definitely not be able to eat well if he just sat there without eating something.
"Why did you come to Yanzhou?" Liu Yueyue's face was still flushed, and she asked weakly, "Don't Aunt Thirteen and Qianqian know about this?"
"The station organized a red tour. I performed well in the past year, so I was shortlisted as an exception. Aunt Thirteen knows I'm coming, but Qianqian doesn't know yet." Yang Fan couldn't help but speak in a lower voice, for fear of scaring Liu Yueyue, who was a little at a loss.
"Oh." Liu Yueyue breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Fan and her sister were not a real couple, so it was normal that he didn't tell her sister about this.
"Did the press conference go well?" Yang Fan changed the subject to ease the somewhat stagnant atmosphere.
"Well, it went smoothly. Thank you! Without you, the Warwick endorsement would have failed." Since they talked about work, there was probably no confession, and Liu Yueyue relaxed.
Today, Huawei specially asked Liu Yueyue to convey their goodwill to Yang Fan, hoping that there will be opportunities for cooperation in the future.
Although it was not stated very clearly, Liu Yueyue guessed that Yang Fan must have put pressure on Huawei in some unknown way behind the scenes.
Take back the copyright of "My Dream"
It doesn't seem to work. The property has been sold and the deadline has not arrived. You can't take it back just because you want to.
Maybe they were trying to put pressure on Warwick in other ways. Liu Yueyue couldn’t figure it out, but she didn’t dwell on it and simply stopped thinking about it.
"Did you come to eat by yourself?" Yang Fan asked, "Why didn't your assistant come with you?"
Liu Yueyue said embarrassedly: "I didn't ask her to come. I'm not a big star, and many people don't know me. It's okay."
"It's not a question of whether she's a big star or not. When beautiful girls go out, they naturally have a low safety index and a high risk factor." Yang Fan said seriously.
"It's not that exaggerated. I believe in the security situation in our country and the quality of our people." Liu Yueyue's face was flushed again. She felt very sweet being cared for by the person she loved.
This is what being in love feels like.
Yang Fan thought about it and said, "The public security situation in our country is indeed very good. I heard that in a certain Southeast Asian country, a girl's membrane was repaired and disappeared again as soon as she turned a corner after leaving the hospital."
Liu Yueyue looked embarrassed and said, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Then let's talk about something else." Yang Fan stared at Liu Yueyue, and she almost cried in anxiety before exclaiming: "If there is no moon, the world will be as dark as a night forever."
Although he had come into contact with it many times and had seen it many times before, Yang Fan had never had such an opportunity to appreciate it unrestrainedly. He was impressed by the wonders of nature.
I don’t know how the Creator managed to create such exquisite works of art in the world.
"What do you mean?" Liu Yueyue didn't understand the meaning of Yang Fan's words for a moment.
Yang Fan explained: "It means that if God didn't create a beautiful girl like Yueyue, then eternity would be as dark and dim as the long night."
Liu Yueyue understood what was said and was so ashamed that she couldn't even raise her head. If there was a hole on the ground, she would have crawled in and escaped without hesitation.
Yang Fan stopped bullying her and knew enough was enough.
There is a long way to go.
"Eat, eat. If you don't, it will get cold." Yang Fan reminded.
Liu Yueyue was also a little hungry, and said while moving her body quickly, "Then you are not allowed to talk anymore."
Yang Fan nodded. When he was with Liu Yueyue, the world was quiet, beautiful and warm.
Liu Qianqian can't give you this feeling.
But sometimes it’s nice to be lively and bustling, but it’s hard to control. It’s easy for Liu Yueyue to say, but not for Liu Qianqian.
Yang Fan didn't say anything until the dishes he ordered came up. Liu Yueyue whispered, "You still have to speak, but don't bully me anymore."
"Well, eat more. I've already eaten tonight, so I'll eat a few bites with you. You're the main force." Yang Fan picked up some food for Liu Yueyue.
After that, the relationship between the two became a little subtle, and it seemed that they were not even close to being lovers.
No, the tone of their communication and the way they interact with each other don’t seem like ordinary friends.
Some love does not need to be expressed.
As a result, when the parties think back, they can't figure out when the relationship started, and the boundaries are very vague.
"Are you afraid of the cold?" After finishing their meal and standing at the door of the restaurant, Yang Fan asked Liu Yueyue who was wrapped up tightly beside him.
Her head was hidden in the furry hood of the dress, with a scarf wrapped around her neck. Her eyes were bright, and her eyelashes moved up and down with her blinking. Her hands were tucked into her sleeves, looking a little bloated and cute.
"Don't be afraid!" Liu Yueyue shook her body, looking very naive.
"Then let's go back. I'll take you there." Yang Fan took the first step.
Liu Yueyue took small steps and jogged after them.
There was no romance, no rustling of snow underfoot, only a night breeze at minus ten degrees Celsius.
When crossing the road, Yang Fan did not hold her hand, but just held her arm through the thick clothes.
She did not resist and let him carry her away.