Please enter the text "It's not pity, but it's not because I like it, it's just that I met him and saved my life by the way, is that right?" Zimo asked, the expectation in his eyes not diminishing at all.
Yuan Qiu was absent-minded for a moment. Wasn't he pitiful or fond of him? Right, that should be it.
She nodded: "Yes, that's it."
He lay down again and stared at the roof, saying nothing.
She turned and left, feeling a little heavy in her heart but not knowing how to explain it.
After Yuan Qiu left, until after dinner, Zimo never saw her again, and her heart felt even more bitter. She only regarded him as a stranger who met by chance, and they would be separated sooner or later.
Seeing that he hesitated several times, Yuan Hao said, "Brother Zimo, do you want to ask my sister?"
Zimo just nodded without saying anything.
Yuan Hao pointed outside and whispered: "My sister is refining the medicine. She said you will use it tomorrow. Depending on the situation, I won't be able to sleep today."
"You know how to make medicine? Are you making medicine for me now?" Zimo's heart moved slightly, and joy appeared on his handsome face.
"Of course it's for you. Besides you, who else is lying on the bed in our family?" Yuan Hao said angrily. What should I do if my sister is exhausted
After a moment of silence, Zimo suddenly grabbed Yuan Hao's arm and said seriously: "Yuan Hao, tell me honestly, does your sister already have someone she likes?"
Yuan Hao shook his head: "No, my sister doesn't like anyone. She did in the past, but she definitely doesn't like her now."
Zimo frowned and his face darkened slightly: "Has it happened before? Who?"
"He's not the Liu Wenxuan you've seen. That guy is so bad. My sister mistrusted him before. In order to support his education, he defrauded him of all the money she earned from selling vegetables. But he turned around and got engaged to someone else. If it doesn't work, my sister will give up."
Zimo didn't believe it. How could Yuan Qiu like Liu Wenxuan, a coward like him? This was ridiculous.
"Is there anyone else?"
Yuan Hao shook his head: "No more."
"Yuanhao, what do you think of me?"
Yuan Hao was puzzled: "How about what?"
"What do you think of me?"
"Very good, what's wrong?"
Zimo's handsome face was slightly red, his peach blossom eyes blinked, and he said with a smile: "What do you think of me being your brother-in-law?"
Yuan Hao was drinking tea when he sprayed it all over Zimo's face: "What did you say? Will you be my brother-in-law?"
"Do you need to be so surprised?" Zimo said displeasedly as he pulled the cloth hanging on the side to wipe his face.
Yuan Hao laughed: "Of course I'm surprised. We've only known each other for a long time. How can we talk about marriage if we don't know the basics?"
When Zimo heard this, he counted on his fingers and realized that it was true that they had known each other for only ten or twenty days, so it was indeed too early to talk about marriage.
"Yuan Hao, if you don't want to talk about anything else, just tell me about me. Can I be your brother-in-law in the future?"
Yuan Hao shook his head: "No."
Zimo was dumbfounded. This guy usually seemed quite friendly, so why did he lose his temper at this critical moment
"Why not?"
Yuan Hao put down the tea cup in his hand and said with a serious face: "My sister said that marriage is about true love and mutual happiness, but there is another very important thing, which is that we are well-matched. You are a noble in the capital, and we It’s just common people who don’t belong to the right family.”
"Did your sister really say that?" His heart suddenly sank. How could he forget his identity? He had never been able to make the decision on his own marriage.
"My sister didn't say it. This is what I thought." Yuan Hao answered truthfully.