"How...is it...you?" Tang Qiaoer looked stunned.
Combined with the small freckles on his face and the chaotic chicken coop, he actually showed a hint of cuteness.
Xie Jinhuan gently curled his thin M-shaped lips, his smiling eyes were like two charming crescent moons, "Can't your blind date be me?"
Tang Qiaoer pursed her red lips, not knowing how to answer.
This question was very straightforward.
But the soft smile between his brows and eyes diluted the awkward atmosphere, making Tang Qiaoer think it was a harmless little joke.
"Can I sit down?" Xie Jinhuan asked rather gentlemanly.
"Please sit down." Tang Qiaoer responded calmly and generously.
The Fourth Young Master Xie who came to see her today was no different from the one they first met that day. He was wearing a navy blue pinstripe haute couture suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He was elegant yet elegant.
"Ms. Tang, your look today is very cute and very personal."
Xie Jinhuan narrowed his eyes, "But in front of me, you don't need to pretend, just be yourself."
Tang Qiaoer coughed in embarrassment, "I remember, my blind date is not you, why are you here?"
"Because I know that you should really want to see me again. It just so happens that I have the same intention." Xie Jinhuan adjusted his glasses and smiled calmly.
It's really a sentence that can't be thought about in detail, as if it's a hidden romance.
"That's not bad. I've been curious about your identity since our last goodbye, so I really hope to see you again."
Suddenly, Tang Qiaoer raised her sharp bright eyes and looked directly at him, "Thank you Jinhuan, thank you Fourth Young Master."
Xie Jinhuan's deep eyes narrowed, and the hands on his knees trembled slightly. He suppressed his strong secret joy and said softly:
"Qiaoqiao, long time no see."
Tang Qiaoer was startled for a moment and then politely replied: "Long time no see."
Although they did spend some time together as children and got along quite happily, after all, it had been more than ten years.
When they met again, this man only felt strange to Tang Qiaoer.
She vaguely remembered that when she was a child, Xie Jinhuan was short and thin, with delicate and delicate facial features, as white as jade, and looked somewhat like a boy or a girl. Coupled with his introverted personality, he was often ridiculed and isolated by other children.
Tang Qiaoer was a popular figure in the school when she was in elementary school, and was nicknamed "Little Dongxie" by people with a good heart. Seeing Xie Jinhuan being bullied, she stepped forward to help her without saying a word. She, a girl, knocked down three senior boys who were a head taller than her. From then on, Xie Jinhuan was protected by her pretty sister and no one else. Dare to bully him.
Tang Qiaoer has long forgotten more old things.
But she didn't know that the man in front of her had never forgotten that it was this girl who gave him the first ray of light in his dark life, even though he had been in a foreign country over the years and experienced countless changes and bloody storms.
She is not Bai Yueguang. That description is too stingy and stingy, and it doesn't complement her.
In his eyes, she is the sun. More beautiful than fire, radiant.
"So, when I was drunk at the KTV that night and bumped into you accidentally, you recognized me."
"Yes." He smiled faintly.
"I was in danger that night. You didn't accidentally save me along the way, but you followed me all the time?"
"yes."
"Why?"
Tang Qiaoer frowned slightly, "Since you have recognized me, why don't you tell me your identity openly?"
"Because I'm waiting."
Xie Jinhuan took a deep breath and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "The reason I didn't say anything was because I was waiting for you to think of me."
Tang Qiaoer's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and a trace of guilt surged up in her heart for no reason, as if she had failed him and trashed him.
"Did you also choose the meeting place?"
"Well, I think you should like it very much, because it has the atmosphere of Yuetang Garden."
Xie Jinhuan's deep eyes shone with crushed stars, "Do you still remember? When we were young, we used to play hide-and-seek in your garden. Every time, you liked to hide in the rockery."
When they were children, hide and seek was a game they all loved.
At that time, every time he closed his eyes, he could always guess where she was.
But he always pretended to be confused and anxious, deliberately not looking for her in her hiding place to satisfy her simple desire to win.
He likes to lose to her, but only to her alone.
"Wow... you still remember such a thing." Tang Qiaoer scratched her sponge-like head, feeling a little embarrassed.
