"On this matter, there is only one woman's opinion that is worth adopting," he rarely joked. "It's yourself."
The answer is very comfortable, and the tone is very calm.
"I give this to you, it represents my position. No one else has the right to interfere." He stretched out his hand and touched the pure gold collar on her chest with his fingers, following the slender arc. Hold the golden lock: "Every person whose surname Zhou Sheng is born will make this thing. There will be jade in it, and it is my birthday."
His hand is on his chest.
With his two hands behind him, he held himself, even nervously. He looked up and wanted to speak, but Mu Ran ran into those dark eyes. Although the lights were reflected, it was still unfathomable.
She looked at him.
He also looked at her directly.
Then, I heard him say: "Before the engagement, this thing will be given to the fiancée. And if you accept it, it has already been named."
Her two hands were already aching behind her.
"Do I need to wear it every day..."
"No," he couldn't help laughing: "Just put it away."
After he finished speaking, he released the golden lock.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
He actually saw her nervousness a long time ago and said with a smile, "Good night."
"Good night."
She turned around and opened the door.
Looking back, he has walked into the elevator. The figure is long.
He glanced at this place in the jingle lightly, and after nodding lightly, he walked into the elevator.
Later, her mother asked her about the scene of meeting Zhou Shengchen's parents that day. Shi Yidu had said a word, but she remembered what he said and asked her parents carefully whether she would mind getting engaged in Shanghai a month later.
This was a very hasty decision, but fortunately, he impressed his parents very well.
Not arrogant or floating, courteous and courteous.
From these points of view, I won the high scores of the elders.
In the early morning when they left Zhenjiang, Zhou Shengchen came here to send it out. He Shiyi agreed to try on the dress in Shanghai and handed it to his parents. A detailed introduction to the place of engagement and four alternatives.
When Shi Yi got into the car, he bent over and bowed his head to say goodbye to her in the car.
"You have to wear a seat belt when you get on the highway," he said.
She hurriedly pulled the seat belt and buckled it honestly.
On the way back, my mother was sitting next to her and flipping through the booklet, and found that it was hand-painted by hand, and the text was also written in moderate lower-case letters. She couldn't help but sigh with her father: "This child, it's really hard."
"It's not just hard work," his father laughed. "This kid is really well done, without the slightest impetuous arrogance, like a scientific researcher."
The corner of the mother's mouth was about to smile, and when she looked at it, she said: "Will you be bored when you are together?"
Shiyi thought for a while: "No."
"No?" Mother thought it was funny. "Three calls every day on time. Seven o'clock in the morning, eleven o'clock noon, ten thirty in the evening, each call will not exceed three minutes, is it too rigid?"
"Nope."
This is so good that every time it is almost a fixed time, she will avoid everything and wait for his call.
The content of the conversation is also very simple.
She had never thought that she could contact him regularly in this way.
No discomfort, and even enjoy it.
Zhou Shengchen really, as he himself said, treated the relationship between two people as a research direction, and performed every necessary step patiently. No matter how busy you are, you should make three phone calls every day. Every morning, people will surely send different kinds of flowers.
Others are in Zhenjiang, but they are like Shanghai.
Because she knows her special working hours, whenever she stays late at night in the recording studio, there will be a midnight snack delivered on time at 11 o'clock. And always very carefully, prepared a copy for everyone in the workplace.
In the end, even the sound engineer who had worked with Shiyi for five or six years became curious, eating a hot midnight snack, and asking Shiyi if he had a boyfriend? Still a suitor.
After Shi Yi said it was a boyfriend, he stopped explaining.
One night, the agent Meilin came to inspect the work, and also came across the Love Supper. She looked at Shiyi's eyes with a happy smile in surprise, and felt that she and this little girl were separated from each other. I haven't seen each other in just ten days, so why does she have a filial boyfriend who never shows up
Meilin was anxious and coerced in every possible way. Shi Yi finally said that he was a professor of chemistry.
"Scientist?" Meilin was very subverted by its values. "Would you like scientists who are in the laboratory all day?"
She laughed and held Hong Kong-style black tea in her hand: "IQ is high, I like people with high IQ."
Mei Lin shook her head and smiled disbelievingly.
She whispered: "And, we are engaged immediately."
Meilin was stunned for five or six seconds, patted her wrist, and exhaled for a long time: "Fortunately, it's an engagement, otherwise, I'm really going to be scared to death. Engagement is a thing often done by wealthy princes. Don’t take this trick, don’t take it too seriously."
Shi Yi ignored her ridicule, but seriously asked her: "You think, if a person lacks nothing, what is better to give him? I'm talking about an engagement gift."
"Nothing is missing?" Meilin immediately grasped the point.
"He doesn't seem to be interested in anything." Shi Yi deliberately avoided sensitive topics.
"A chemistry professor who is not interested in anything..." Meilin was helpless, "I don't know anything about chemistry. To me, your boyfriend is no different from an alien."
"Forget it, I won't ask you any more."
"Okay, I won't ask you anymore. Anyway, you are not a show-faced artist. I am not afraid that you will be stolen|photographed by the paparazzi," Meilin laughed, "Tell you good news, you won the prize..."