"Senior, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long." Song Zhuxuan not only stood in front of Yucheng with a heart-wrenching perfect posture, but also scratched his heart and grabbed his liver with each sound.
"Yes, it's you, Zhuxuan..." A noisy heartbeat, a familiar voice, and a premonition of victory tightly surrounded him. And he turned around slowly, carefully and cautiously.
"If I had the courage to confess to you, would you still choose Li Chengmei?"
Just when Zhuxuan's smiling face appeared in front of Yucheng's eyes, her short but beautiful face from ten years later also appeared in Yucheng's eyes in the form of a blur of light and shadow. Here... I don’t want to wait any longer, not even for a moment, not!
The warm light on the stage hovered in Yu Cheng's eyes, really like the last piece of orange being broken into the palm of someone's hand. He wanted to take it immediately, then casually stuff it into his mouth and bite it slowly.
The surrounding piano sounds were like crying and as if they were about to evaporate from the world. Sad and sad, they seemed so sharp in the rapid rising tone. "What should I say to Zhuxuan later to win her heart?" Suddenly there was a rapid and long sigh in my ears. It was not a simple sigh, nor was it a simple cry. How should I put it? Yucheng, who was pretending to be a bit rubbish, fixed his eyes firmly on Zhuxuan's silver profile, and all kinds of tastes emerged in Zhuxuan's amber-clear eyes...
Suddenly, a strange sound resounded from the stage directly in front of him again, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, sometimes far and sometimes near, and the melodies were so intertwined that the blood in Yucheng's body couldn't help but boil. He quickly held back his heartbeat, which was as fast as a deer's collision, and then his left hand, which was gently rubbing on the armrest, stretched bit by bit toward Zhuxuan's fingertips.
Zhuxuan's eyes were vacant and his expression was subtle, as if there was some hidden secret in those eyes covered by hair.
But somewhere, it seemed that Song Zhuxuan had noticed Yucheng's approach, and she actually gently touched Yucheng's armrest with her right hand.
Yucheng's heart suddenly went from nervous to nervous, from nervous to shy, just as the five fingers that were about to grasp Zhuxuan's hands trembled even more.
Suddenly Zhuxuan held Yucheng's wrist coquettishly and pouted, making people feel pity for him. Yu Cheng quickly turned away, his eyes darting around the cello player in the warm light. Even the arms that were locked on the armrests were raised with extreme caution.
His heart almost burst out with the last rising note. Seeing the lock across the golden hall, Yucheng gradually felt relieved.
“It’s great to hear a wonderful concert and eat at such a delicious roadside stall!”
Just when Yucheng's actions were stuck between hesitation and contemplation, his body seemed to have a will of its own and turned to Zhuxuan automatically, which showed how attached he was to this woman in his subconscious.
"Senior, do you know which type of man I hate the most?" Zhuxuan asked this question with obvious hostility. No need to explain, Yucheng's eyes gradually became filled with a layer of intoxicating jealousy. Zhu Hyun playfully pushed back the hair hanging by his ears, and the smile that lingered on his lips seemed like a bright red rose in full bloom.
"Then! Zhuhyun, who is the person you hate the most?"
Zhuxuan looked at Yucheng even more happily. There was only a gauze-like breeze between him and her, but his expression was completely different from his own. Looking at the dumbfounded Yucheng, Zhuxuan was so happy that his eyes almost fell out of his head.
"Actually, what I really hate are people who show off their wealth. Although I have seen sports cars, high-end restaurants, and luxurious gifts, from the bottom of my heart, I never think that I am a person who lives such a shallow life."
Zhu Hyun suddenly suppressed his laughter, and with a hint of mysterious smile, he made an elegant movement of flipping his hair.
"What I like is a man who can open his heart to me. Also, I have always liked you, senior."
The hem of the chiffon skirt slowly fell to the ground, and the pearlescent hair suddenly trembled back. Yucheng's eyes gradually became anxious, and then, he greedily approached the silent but fragrant sea of stars.
However, just when he was intoxicated by the hazy images and shamelessly said that confession that could not be erased by time, that nasty white hole stabbed into his eyes...
"Ah!!! It's actually a dream. Does the life I've been looking forward to for so long only deserve to appear in a dream?" Looking at the dark surroundings, Yucheng's heart dropped, as if he had been struck by the white light just now. It seems to have disappeared into the Mariana Trench.
"Oh my God, who am I? Where am I? Why did it become like this again!" Yu Cheng rubbed his hands, turned around, and looked around but still couldn't see anything clearly. "Oops, what should I do? It's true that the man on the subway is an out-and-out liar. Only a fool like me can take him seriously!" His body was shivering from the cold, but he was as anxious as a headless fly. However, Yucheng still crossed his arms and kept running around the room.
"Breathe?" I really hoped that I heard it wrong. My nerves, which had been stretched to the limit, were completely messed up in an instant.
"That's right!" Just like a plot that only appears in third-rate movies, a cheerful and hateful but faintly mocking voice came out from a ball of white things.
"Who is this? Is it Seungmi? Or Joohyun?" We can't just sit back and wait for death! Yucheng gritted his teeth, his heart skipped a beat, and then he showed his true nature as a beggar. But in that wild and brilliant actio
Standing frozen in mid-air, the Bond girl in the movie turned her face away. There was no room for Yu Cheng to deceive himself and others and pretend to be stupid. That person turned out to be...
It turned out to be...
"Zhuxuan! It's Zhuxuan!" The picture in his mind was brought into reality perfectly. Yucheng, who took a breath, widened his eyes and stared at Zhuxuan without blinking.
"It's unbelievable! My wife is actually you...Joohyun!"
The bright Herculid meteor shower hung on the outer edge of the window, and then the transparent window screen swayed in the wind.
*Linjiang Bridge in the early morning, under the oval-colored sky, the scenery of Anseong is picturesque...
"It's not too late, I can burn more calories by running one more lap!" Chengmei, who was halfway through the race, comforted herself with a trembling voice, just like spitting out watermelon seeds.
"The day's plan starts in the morning, and the password of life is all in the word "diligence". Come on! Li Chengmei!" She was so tired that she felt like she was about to break into pieces. However, Chengmei still gritted her teeth tightly, and then tried her best to squeeze the edge. Head all the way north with the beautiful scenery of Linjiang Bridge. Big beads of sweat were left behind her. Seungmei stretched out her hands, which were also covered with heavy beads of sweat, and raised her hair that was scattered on her forehead by the wind. Just as she slowed down, she raised her energetic eyes again. When she glanced towards the other side, she saw a pair of invisible wings floating in the blue sky. Seung-mei then opened her arms and repeated with all her strength towards the wings: "Come on! Come on! Lee Seung-mi!"
A huge shock struck Song Zhuxuan's crystal clear silk back at the same time.
It seemed like he had waited for a long time, and it seemed like it was just a blink of an eye. Hearing "Ah ha!", Zhu Hyun opened his annoyed and delicate left eye. "Huh...huh..." After taking a few more deep breaths, the corner of his eye glanced at Yu Cheng, who was standing aside, staring at him, as if it were natural for a wife who has been with him for many years to meet her husband. "Why did you wake up so early?! Did you just come back from the bathroom?"
Without waiting for Yucheng's reply, Zhuxuan closed his eyes again, except for the eyelashes as thick as seaweed that drooped and trembled thinly.
It was over, and the blood pressure that had finally dropped began to rise again. Yucheng's eyes were red and shameless, and he was getting closer to the gorgeous and delicate Zhuxuan. A faint laughter bursting from his throat as his collarbones collided.
"Husband?!" The corner of Zhuxuan's eye once again stopped on Yucheng's face.
"Oh, I did just come back from the bathroom." Yucheng responded nervously, and finally sat up again after lying down. Looking down at the 35-degree gaze, Zhuhyun is like a beloved princess in a fairy tale, intoxicated in her own dreams, her cheeks are red, and she is incredibly beautiful. "It's really great!" Yu Cheng couldn't help but reach out to the luxurious pajamas.
"Get some sleep now, you have to go to work later!" Zhuxuan's relaxed and lazy voice, as well as the comfortable and arrogant hug, made Yucheng, who had his back to her, jump with joy.
I really wanted to take a good look at Zhuxuan's current appearance, even just for one glance. Yucheng turned his head with difficulty, but his eyes were covered by Zhuxuan's face that was slumped on his pillow and was so fair that it was particularly dazzling. .
