"Is it beautiful?" Bai Yeqing asked. She looked at the fireworks, and he looked at her.
"It looks good." She smiled and nodded, staring at the sky intently.
His ugly expression just now eased a little.
"It seems like it's been going on for a while now," she sighed.
"Yeah, it starts at 9 o'clock."
It's already 9:03.
"How do you know?" She turned her head to look at him.
Bai Yeqing glanced at her, then turned his gaze indifferently to the fireworks behind him without replying to her. At this moment, the fireworks were at their end, and it was also the most gorgeous time. Xia Xingchen was mesmerized by the sight.
Finally, the brilliant fireworks slowly bloomed and turned into a few words in the air.
—Marry me!
She was stunned, turned around and looked around.
Bai Yeqing noticed the expression on her face, "What are you looking at?"
"Is today the day for proposals? Why are so many people proposing?" She looked around curiously and asked him with a smile, "Could the person who proposed with fireworks be the one eating in our restaurant?"
"Yes." He nodded solemnly.
"how do you know?"
Bai Yeqing felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by her and coughed dryly. At this moment, the door of the greenhouse was pushed open and a bouquet of beautiful flowers was slowly pushed in by the waiter.
Xia Xingchen was stunned.
Some of them failed to react in time.
"Miss Xia, these are the flowers Mr. President sent you."
The waiter handed the flowers to her.
She was stunned, as if she couldn't believe it. She stood up, looked at the bouquet of flowers, and then looked at the President beside her. To be honest, the President really didn't look like someone who would give flowers!
"Don't like it?" Seeing that she didn't move for a while, Bai Yeqing also stood up, "I have never given flowers to a woman. If you don't like it, just leave and change it to something else next time."
"Who said I don't like it? I like it very much." She hugged the flowers tightly, lowered her head, and sniffed them gently. I don't know if it was the fragrance or the rare romance of the man that made her face full of tenderness.
Bai Yeqing's eyes became deeper.
At this moment, several musicians walked into the greenhouse. Then, melodious music sounded.
Bai Yeqing took the flower from her hand and handed it to the waiter beside him. With his other hand, he had already put his arm around her waist and placed her hand on his shoulder. "Should you dance with me?"
She smiled.
Eyes sparkling.
Led by him, we danced to the music.
Outside the greenhouse, everyone was watching. Originally, because of the photo, most people had a prejudice against Xia Xingchen. However, now that they saw her in person, they felt that she was not the same as she had seen in the photo.
Moreover, just by looking at them through the glass, one can feel the deep affection between the two. The emotion in their eyes cannot be acted out.
So profound, so profound that it makes people envy.
They dance among the flowers.
The woman has a soft figure, like a flying butterfly; the man has a tall figure and a strong aura.
No one could be more suitable than these two!
"Why are you in such a good mood today?" The music was gentle, and her voice was also gentle. Her graceful steps followed the beat, slow and rhythmic. At this moment, he was the only one left in her world.
She was unaware of the people watching and taking pictures.
With him around, it feels like the whole world.
"You haven't answered me yet." He looked at her steadily, his voice soft.
"Answer what?" She tilted her head, somewhat confused.
Bai Yeqing raised his eyes and glanced at the sky above his head before reminding, "Fireworks."
"Fireworks?" She hesitated for a moment, then seemed to realize something or not believe it. She looked at him, and then her eyes fell to the sky above her head, as if she was recalling the fireworks.
After a while, he asked tentatively: "You... don't mean that 'Marryme'?"
He raised an eyebrow, "What do you think?"
She was surprised and delighted, "So... the fireworks just now were you proposing to me?"
Asking even though you know the answer.
Bai Yeqing chose not to answer. He just tightened his grip around her waist and asked, "What's your answer?"
She actually never expected that Mr. Bai, who was so boring, would actually take so much trouble to propose to her. Moreover, he made her wait here for more than an hour.
She stared at the man in front of her, her heart surging with emotion and annoyance.
I actually missed the fireworks that were set off for me just to watch someone else's proposal. No wonder he looked unhappy just now.
She was annoyed at herself for being so stupid.
"I just missed the fireworks for a while, so... can I ask for a replacement?" He was so emotional that his voice choked up as he spoke.
"I'm afraid not." Bai Yeqing shook his head and answered seriously: "Fireworks will affect the air quality. Five minutes is the limit."
"..." Xia Xingchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
I punched him in anger, "You always spoil the mood! You can't even say sweet words to trick me!"
Is this really a proposal
He frowned, lowered his head and looked into her eyes which were glistening with tears, "I really don't know how to say those sweet words. But... you are not a stupid woman with hearing ability, you will definitely know how to choose."
Xia Xingchen deliberately made things difficult for him, "But I am a stupid woman with a hearing ability."
She raised her eyes with resentment, "They only agreed to do it after hearing so many promises. I haven't heard any promises yet."
"The wedding date has been set. The old lady and the mistress are already discussing the guest list. The old man wrote every invitation himself. Tell me, can you not nod? If you dare not nod, I can tie you up and bring you to the wedding on the wedding day."
"You are threatening me." She scolded him angrily, but her tone was tender. She didn't look angry at all, but more like she was acting coquettishly.
Bai Yeqing was so moved that he tightened his arms and hugged her tightly.
He is too tall.
She was wearing high heels, so her chin could barely rest on his shoulder. The two of them, body to body, immersed in the music.
"What kind of promise do you want to hear?" he asked in a low voice. His magnetic voice fell into her ears, and it was also charming enough to make her heart palpitate.
"Then I'll have to think about it."
She hugged his neck and thought seriously. In fact, what kind of guarantee did she want to hear? It seemed that no guarantee was needed.
This man is not good at talking, but he always does it by action.
He always protects her, makes her feel at ease, gives her warmth, and makes her willing to entrust her life to him.
and…
If there is an afterlife, she hopes to meet him again...
… … … … …
So, later, he didn't make any promises, and she nodded obediently.
No woman would be unhappy when being proposed to. She drank and forgot about the possibility of her pregnancy, and got drunk.