"Hey, what happened to you tonight? You said it wasn't because of your nanny, but why is it so weird?" Chu Qing couldn't help but ask Tang Ziyan directly.
He held this question back all the way, humoring Tang Ziyan several times and answering her questions, but there was no change at all. As night fell and the lanterns came on, the two of them walked side by side on the street, calm and carefree, talking without reservation. This was the first time they got along like this.
The peaceful atmosphere made Tang Ziyan feel sad for no reason. She sniffed and answered Chu Qing's question: "Because I'm broken in love?"
"What?" Chu Qing shouted.
"Didn't you say that even if I kneel down and beg you, you won't marry me?" Tang Ziyan was very heartbroken.
Chu Qing couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Is this why you feel so sad about spring and autumn?"
A self-deprecating smile emerged from the corner of Tang Ziyan's mouth, as if to say otherwise
"Of course I won't marry you, because I want to marry you." Chu Qing held Tang Ziyan's shoulders and said seriously. Is this a confession? The long shadows of the two people overlapped under the dim street lights.
Tang Ziyan really wanted to cry. I don't know if he was moved or happy after the misunderstanding was solved. She blinked hard to hold back her tears, and then asked Chu Qing: "How can you be sure that I will marry you?"
"Well, if you don't marry such a good man like me, who else do you want to marry?" Chu Qing said narcissistically.
"Then can I also give this sentence to you?" Tang Ziyan smiled slyly, finally feeling better.
"Uh..." Chu Qing was stopped by the question. This woman was really weak and unwilling at the moment, but he really didn't know how to marry.
"Look, you won't marry me, and I won't marry you, so I'm still lovelorn." It's just that the two feelings of lovelorn are different.
Tang Ziyan kept the second half of the sentence in her heart and did not say it out loud. Before, she felt that Chu Qing didn't like her, but now they both have their own insistence, but the result is the same, lovelorn.
Chu Qing scratched her head and answered Tang Ziyan's question: "Is there any relationship between getting married and falling out of love?"
Tang Ziyan laughed. Chu Qing's question was too idiotic.
But what Chu Qing said must be true. He had a reason. He put his arm around Tang Ziyan's shoulders and said, "We are not married, but if we are together, we are not broken in love. If we are together forever, we will never be broken in love."
"Strong words to make sense." Tang Ziyan only answered Chu Qing with these four words.
But the more Chu Qing thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. He turned Tang Ziyan's head and let Tang Ziyan look at him, and then said affectionately: "As long as you don't get married, we will be together for the rest of our lives. I will treat you like my first love, forever. "
Time seems to have gone back three hundred years. Jinmen is the same Jinmen as before, and Chu Qing is the stupid person he was before, without the past three hundred years. And standing in front of him was still the girl who looked like a gardenia, without any deep thoughts or extraordinary strength.
Tang Ziyan's heart trembled. She was burned by Chu Qing's scorching gaze. She couldn't help but move her head towards Chu Qing. On the street, under the street lamp, the two of them kissed.
After the kiss, Tang Ziyan no longer cared about the trivial matter between Chu Qing and Ye Chenxi, and Chu Qing also completely integrated the her in his memory with the one in front of him.
She is his first love, and he likes her. This does not prevent him from liking others. His heart is not big, but there will always be a place for her.
"Then will you get married?" Tang Ziyan asked Chu Qing, rubbing his slightly swollen mouth.
"Of course not" Chu Qing answered simply.
"What about Ye Chenxi?"
"I don't get married, but I know how to get married?" Chu Qing said roguely.
"Chu Qing, go to hell, you bastard, how could you be so shameless and waste my life..." Tang Ziyan chased Chu Qing, laughing and cursing, and walked further and further away along the long street.