His eyes swept around her face without leaving any trace. Looking at her slightly cold face, Shi Jinyang moved his lips, trying to explain something, "Yanyan, I just..."
However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Tong Yan, "You are right."
The tone was very light, like a gust of wind blowing by, leaving no trace, not even the slightest ripple.
He didn't deny what he said, nor did he make any sarcasm. He even accepted it happily.
With her usual temperament, when she feels unhappy, she should retort sharply to him.
Such a calm tone made Shi Jinyang suddenly not understand her.
Tong Yan didn't even take her hand out of his, letting him hold her and leading him to continue walking around.
At this time of year, Christmas has just passed.
The streets of Paris still retain the post-holiday atmosphere of Christmas.
Both sides of the street are very beautifully decorated, with colorful lights decorating the green trees on both sides. The whole street is like an avenue of stars, seemingly overflowing with light.
Along the street where the two of them were, they met several children who still came out to sell flowers in winter.
Every time he passed one, the flower girl would always step forward and hand the flowers in her hands to Shi Jinyang diligently.
"Brother, buy a bouquet of flowers! My sister is so beautiful, red roses match her very well!"
"Brother and sister must be lovers! How can we go on a date without flowers?"
"Brother, ninety-nine roses means eternity. I have exactly ninety-nine roses here."
The children are as beautiful as elves, with sweet faces and sweet mouths.
Tong Yan didn't want to explain so much to a few strange children, so she ignored it from beginning to end and continued to go her own way.
Shi Jinyang didn't pay attention at first. When he passed the last little girl selling flowers, he didn't know whether he saw her cuteness or simply sympathized with such a young child who came out to sell flowers in the cold weather. He held a large bouquet of roses in her hand. Bought them all.
"I want all of this, no need to look for it, go home early!" Shi Jinyang fumbled out a few thousand euros from his wallet and handed them to the other party. Shi Jinyang changed hands and handed the flowers to Tong Yan beside him.
However, after stretching out his hand for a long time, Dongfang didn't take it.
Shi Jinyang was stunned, turned his head and stared at her in surprise.
Tong Yan's gaze was fixed on the large bouquet of roses he held in his hand for a few seconds. Her drooping gaze slowly raised to level with his. Using the words he just said, she said indifferently. , "Isn't it appropriate for my brother to give red roses to his sister?"
The words were so light that no mockery could be heard, and they were so calm that they were just ordinary statements.
However, it choked Shi Jinyang so much that he almost couldn't catch his breath.
His face was very dark, as if he was deflated, and his expression was very strange.
Tong Yanli ignored his reaction and didn't look at the flowers he was holding. She broke away from his hand and walked forward.
Shi Jinyang stood stiffly on the spot, staring down at the ninety-nine roses in his hand. It didn't matter if he lost them or not.
Doesn't losing it mean that she agrees with what she just said
Don't leave him alone. What does it sound like for a grown man to hold so many delicate flowers
Tong Yan was still walking forward, walking very fast without looking back.
Shi Jinyang glanced at the bouquet in his hand again, considered it, and then strode towards her with it in hand.
The embarrassment of holding flowers was a trivial matter. He did not accept what Tong Yan had just said.