Ling Zhen was taken aback.
There was a brief silence in the car, the warm yellow headlights fell from the overhead, the aura of the two of them intertwined in the narrow space, there was a kind of secret intimacy.
Wei Xi's brow bone was high, his eye sockets were in the shadows, and his dark eyes silently observed the person in front of him.
He is probing.
Ling Zhen was stunned for a few seconds before recovering, and whispered, "I don't need it."
Of course she couldn't accept it, not only because the gift was too expensive, but also... the vague and ungraspable uneasiness that she had felt before, gently and slowly engulfed her heart.
Although they have the name of husband and wife relationship, they do not have the reality of husband and wife. Although she is a fairy, she also knows that if she is hired in the mortal world and passes through the door, she will go to the two of them for a lifetime.
Right now, the relationship between her and Wei Xi is like friends, very comfortable, close but just right, not burdensome.
Ling Zhen always remembers where he came from. She is a floating cloud in the sky, which cannot be kept or supported.
Ling Zhen held the velvet box in both hands, feeling heavy, and returned it to Wei Xi: "If you take a picture, keep it for collection, don't give it to me."
Wei Xi didn't answer at first.
Ling Zhen inexplicably sensed a trace of pressure, and pressed it slightly, which made her heart beat faster involuntarily.
Then Wei Xi smiled lightly, picked it up as if nothing had happened, and said in a low voice, "I'm just joking."
"Ah—" Ling Zhen felt the pressure in the air disappear, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll just say it!"
Wei Xi is a villain with no emotions, and there is no emotional drama in the original book, so how could he want to live forever. It's really scary for the boss to suddenly become serious, she almost believed it just now!
Wei Xi squinted her eyes halfway, taking a full view of her expression, the corners of her lips were slightly curved: "As an ordinary gift?"
"That's too expensive! You can't afford to sell me." Ling Zhen waved his hand.
Wei Xi's eyes were dark: "Just sell it to me."
Ling Zhenzhen took this sentence as a joke as a matter of course, clenched his fists and gave him a light thump: "Stop making trouble!"
Wei Xi smiled lightly, turned the steering wheel, and drove home.
Since she didn't want it, the Polar Heart, which was bought with a lot of money, was casually placed on the dashboard. Wei Xi rested his hands on the steering wheel, looked at the lights on the road ahead, and thought about something.
A qualified lover needs to respect her wishes, give her space and time, be gentle and considerate. Even if your heart is completely upside down, you have to pretend to be a human being.
So be patient, test her boundaries, and slowly lock people in.
Then determine his ownership and declare his exclusive right.
He can still wait.
But... he couldn't wait too long.
—
The Christmas style on the streets has not been changed, and New Year's Day is coming.
The new year is coming, and the day before the New Year's Day holiday, everyone's heart at work is impetuous. On the surface, he is working hard in front of the computer, but all he thinks about in his heart is what to eat for New Year's Eve and what variety shows to spend.
Zhao Yan is a farsighted person. In order to cope with the not-too-distant Spring Festival, he is actively going on blind dates recently.
When Qingxi's senior management learned about this incident, they all introduced to him the women of the right age among their relatives and friends—after all, although Vice President Zhao talked a lot of nonsense, he was still young, promising and dignified!
After Mr. Wei found out about his blind date, he gave him a faint look and sneered.
With a strong sense of ridicule and superiority.
Zhao Yan: ... It's great that you have a wife, right? ! !
Everyone else said: Yes, that's great.
They also want to marry a fairy QAQ
But with everyone's efforts, Zhao Yan finally found a favorite. The young lady has a good appearance and good character. She is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She is a person with great taste and style. It just so happened that the day of the date coincided with the New Year's Eve, Zhao Yan racked his brains and finally decided to take his young lady to the concert.
What a compelling New Year's Eve event! Zhao Yan was very satisfied.
As a result, before leaving get off work that night, there was a scream in the office.
"I have been dove!" Zhao Yan cried, "She betrayed me!"
Everyone comforted: "What's going on? Didn't we have a good chat before?"
Zhao Yan said with a sad face: "Maybe I was too anxious, I pulled his little hand, and then I was disgusted."
A group of rough men gathered together and sighed: "Oh, this kind of talented girl is very reserved, Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao!"
But in short, his tickets for these two concerts were empty.
The men around are either bitter single dogs, or old men who can make soy sauce for children and can't stand this kind of romance, so it's not suitable to send it to anyone.
So a few minutes later, the two tickets appeared on Wei Xi's desk.
Wei Xi held the ticket between his fair and slender fingers, and raised his eyelids.
Zhao Yan is very doggy: "The New Year's Eve is such a good opportunity, don't you and your sister-in-law come to have something romantic? The symphony concert, the selection is all famous classical music."
Wei Xi raised his eyebrows: "You got dumped?"
"..." Zhao Yan's heart ached, "Don't bring up the past again."
Wei Xi looked down and returned the ticket to him.
Zhao Yan: "Aren't you going?"
Wei Xi stood up holding the phone, and said a word.
"Your ticket location is bad."
Zhao Yan: "..."
I have a dirty word... forget it, I dare not say it.
—
These two days at the end of the year were really cold, especially on the 31st.
Ling Zhen heard that everyone likes the New Year's Eve event, especially the young couples. It is said that they will go to the square to wait for the New Year's Eve.
She said she couldn't understand - how cold it was!
Ling Zhen didn't know what to do recently, he was especially afraid of the cold. There was no job, so I stayed at home for a few days.
So when Wei Xi came home that day and said that he took her out, Ling really resisted.
She was wearing a thick coral fleece home dress, which was light purple today, and she was like a piece of soft sweet potato. She nestled in the sofa and refused: "It's so cold outside, I won't go."
Wei Xi sat by the sofa, next to her warm body, lowered his eyes: "I'll take you there directly, it's not cold."
Ling Zhen turned over and turned his back to him: "It's so troublesome to change clothes."
Wei Xi helped her by the shoulders and turned her back: "Shall I help you?"
As she twisted her body like this, the neckline was pressed to the side, and half of her slender and lonely collarbone was exposed, and a small piece of white jade-like shoulder was right next to Wei Xi's fingers.
With a slight movement, she could touch her skin, which was warm and smooth, as if it wanted to melt a person's fingers.
Wei Xi leaned over and pressed her, dark lines gradually appeared in his eyes.
But someone was ignorant and pushed his shoulder with a blushing face: "What are you talking about? Who told you to help..."
As soon as Wei Xi stretched out his hand, he directly pressed her wrist onto the sofa, and the corner of his lips curled up: "Then you do it yourself?"
Recently, Wei Xi is so easy to talk, that Ling Zhen often forgets his character design and becomes very courageous.
She became even angrier when she was pressed on the sofa, her black almond eyes were shining with fire, she struggled back and forth under her hand, and even kicked him secretly.
"Why are you forcing people!"
Not only was Wei Xi not angry, but a smile appeared on his lips. One hand suppressed all her movements, and after she calmed down, he leaned over and approached her ear: "This is called forcing you, huh?"
He hasn't done anything yet.
Wei Xi's voice was soft, but Ling Zhen suddenly became aroused, and belatedly realized how dangerous this position was, so he behaved in a second.
Her tender neck was at hand, Wei Xi rubbed her fingertips, feeling her pulse beating.
He asked softly, "Can I go now?"
At this time, Ling Zhen said obediently: "It's fine."
…how can she beat QAQ
Only then did Wei Xi let go of her, twirled his fingers, stood up as if nothing had happened, and told her to go back and change.
Ling Zhen rubbed his face as he walked, thinking, can't we just talk properly!
Just to get her to go to that concert, it's too hard...!
—
Tonight's performance is at the Grand Theater in the urban area. There are two performances. In the first half, the symphony orchestra from Berlin will play world-renowned pieces such as Symphony No. 7 in A major. In the second half, there will be piano vocals and piano solos.
After all, he was going to such a formal occasion. Ling Zhen changed into a printed shirt, matched it with a black woolen skirt, tucked his slender legs into high boots, and covered it with a thick long coat.
The two arrived at the theater, and the performance was about to start in fifteen minutes. The upper and lower floors of the theater were full of seats. I don't know if it was because of the New Year's Eve, but many of the audience who came were couples, sitting in twos and making out in intimate poses.
Ling Zhen followed Wei Xi to the box on the second floor, which was facing the stage. The golden hall is bright and spacious, and the stage is in the center of the light source, which is very dazzling.
She asked Wei Xi in a low voice: "I don't know how to appreciate it, what should I do?"
Although Ling Zhen also likes singing and dancing very much, he has not had much exposure to Western classical music after all. But the audience around seemed to understand, she was a little worried.
Sitting next to her, Wei Xi put his arm behind her, as if wrapping someone in his arms: "It's okay, just listen to it."
The symphony of the first half begins.
It was Ling Zhen's first contact with it, but he was directly shocked by the grand momentum of all the musical instruments intertwined. This was the first time she really experienced the artistic level of a mortal, immersed in the notes for an entire hour, completely forgetting the people around her.
Wei Xi hooked her black hair scattered on her shoulders with his hand, glanced at her with dark eyes, and finally smiled helplessly.
Originally, I just wanted to spend the New Year's Eve together, but I didn't expect her to like it.
After the first half ended, Ling Zhen's face turned pale and his eyes sparkled: "That's great!!"
Wei Xi raised his eyebrows: "It's not that you didn't want to come at first."
"I was wrong," Ling Zhen smiled, "Thank you boss for taking me."
Ling Zhen also listened carefully to the piano and vocal performance in the second half.
Only the piano and performers were left on the entire stage, and the surrounding lights dimmed, and the stage became the only light.
Ling Zhen saw the devoted expression of the vocalist, and suddenly his heart moved.
She also loves that place. Compared with standing in front of the camera, Ling Zhen seems to prefer to stand on the stage, using dance, singing, and musical instruments to express what he thinks in his heart.
Maybe she can return to the fairyland, or maybe she can't leave again. But when she first came, her goal was only to save her life, and now she is almost free.
So, maybe she can do something she likes too.
Ling Zhen watched the stage performance with bright eyes, and silently wrote down the incident.
The last program is a piano solo.
Hearing this song, Ling Zhen's heart suddenly calmed down after being excited all night.
It was a very melodious piano piece. The notes are like colors, vaguely outlining the dream, like a foggy night, the crescent moon climbs over the treetops, telling the wordless longing.
Ling Zhen was a little dazed, and whispered to Wei Xi: "Although I don't understand much, it's so beautiful..."
Wei Xi hooked her cheek.
Cir De Lune, the moonlight of Bergamo, the snowy night in the Alps, the colorful light and shadow in Debussy's music.
But he rubbed Ling Zhen's earlobe with his fingertips, nodded, and whispered: "Well, I don't understand either."
…
By the time the concert ended, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.
It was a bit boring to stay in the hall for a long time, and the two of them walked around before going home.
Walking to another street, there are few stores and almost no pedestrians. On the dark long street, there were only the two of them.
The song just now was still echoing in Ling Zhen's mind. Although the tone was completely different, it always reminded her of a minor tune from their Moon Palace.
Ling Zhen recalled that tune in his heart, and suddenly he couldn't help but miss it.
She pulled Wei Xi's sleeve: "Shall I sing you our song?"
Wei Xi lowered his eyes: "...OK."
The girl cleared her throat, and then sang an ancient ditty against the hazy moonlight.
…
At the end of the whole year, in the silent late night, she sang a cappella by her side.
Under the moonlight, the girl's face was soft and her voice was melodious and clear.
Even the passing Night Breeze made people's hearts flutter.
The author has something to say: A candy!
Now the sweetness is all about making a fuss~ Babies like Zhenzhen, who are late and difficult to open up, will be extra, extra, and sweet after opening up (hee hee hee)
Brother Xi still needs to work hard for the sweetness behind~
Thanks to Qiu Lin, ENINEI, and zjzq123 for their nutrient solution, see you later! !