"Hello?" Jiye squinted his eyes and spoke on the phone vaguely.
The other party was a female voice, and it took him a long time to understand.
"Oh, looking for Brother Song? Who are you?"
When they heard that they were looking for Song Heng, the others became excited.
"Why did you call me when you were looking for him... Wait, what did you say? Who are you?"
"Oh, it's you."
Ji Ye glanced at Song Heng, with a face full of joking, "Heh, Brother Song is not going back tonight. He has been entangled by a woman, and he will not go back in the future..."
Jiye's ears went blank, and his phone was snatched away by a hand.
Song Heng picked up the phone and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense."
Lu Xinting heard Song Heng's voice and her tone softened, "What are you doing?"
Song Heng glanced at the messy dining table and a circle of people, "What's wrong?"
He took a cigarette from the cigarette case, and the people next to him immediately took a lighter and lit it for him around the fire.
Jiye was still joking from the side, "Brother Song, don't rush back in pain just one phone call away. We are not dogs, and we will be waved around..."
Before Jiye finished speaking, the man beside him stood up suddenly, "I'll be right back."
Ji Ye looked up at him in confusion, "No, Brother Song, are you promising?"
Song Heng glanced at him, hung up the phone, and threw the phone back to him.
"less talking, more working."
Throwing these words on the top of Jiye's head, he pressed the cigarette on the table and left.
Jiye rubbed his head in displeasure, "Fuck, it's me who is meddling in other people's business. If that woman really marries him, I will run naked under the bridge!"
"Brother Ye, what if the boss and my sister-in-law really get married?"
Jiye yelled, "Don't call me at the wedding banquet, I won't go!"
…
With just one word, Lu Xinting allowed Song Heng to return home.
She said, "My stomach hurts a little."
Song Heng hurried back.
He didn't know how he drove home all the way. He couldn't breathe after getting out of the car. He strode to the house and opened the door in a hurry.
The room was dark.
Song Heng stretched out his hand to turn on the light.
"Don't drive!"
A voice sounded, and Song Heng's hand stopped.
There was a slight rustling sound in the room, and then a faint light came on.
Song Heng looked towards the bright place.
In front of the dining table, candles were lit one by one.
Lu Xinting lit three candles, then held the cake and slowly walked towards Song Heng, who was standing frozen by the door.
"It's 11.58 now, there are two minutes left. Make a wish quickly." She carefully circled the fire with her hands, fearing that it would be extinguished by the wind outside the door.
The flickering candlelight illuminated her delicate and small face, so fragile in the dark night.
There was a strong wind outside the house, and Song Heng felt hot all over whether it was because of drinking.
"Hurry up, time will pass if you don't make a wish." Lu Xinting looked up at him, her eyes shining brightly.
Song Heng took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
"Blow out the candles quickly! If you don't blow out the candles, it won't be effective!"
He obediently blew out the candle as she asked.
The surroundings fell into darkness again.
Each other's breathing was clear.
The cake was placed on the wine cabinet nearby.
Song Heng felt a warm breath approaching.
"Brother Song, what wish did you make?"
Song Heng said, "I won't tell you."
"Okay, but I seem to hear your thoughts." Lu Xinting got into his arms and pressed her face against his chest.
Song Heng's heart was beating very fast, and he wanted to suppress it, but it was out of his control.
He was really afraid of her prying into his heart.
Lu Xinting pursed her lips and smiled, "Your heart has quietly told me your wish."
Song Heng didn't believe it, did she really know?
Lu Xinting held his hand and slowly inserted a small cold metal object into his ring finger.
In the darkness, someone's breathing became more and more rapid.
"If I guess correctly, this is your birthday wish, right?" Lu Xinting's voice was filled with a cheerful smile.
Song Heng suddenly became sluggish, then tensed, and then stiff.
He seemed unable to believe it and immediately touched the small metal object on his hand.
"Brother Song, it seems you haven't formally proposed to me yet, right?"
While he was stunned for a moment, Lu Xinting spoke in his ear.
"Then I propose to you today."
"Will you marry me?"
Song Heng's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. He felt that any faster the blood flow, the blood all over his body would burst through the blood vessels and rush out.
He stretched out his hand, pushed Lu Xinting into his arms, lowered his head, and rubbed the top of her hair.
Lu Xinting was suffocating as he pressed her chest tightly.
She struggled for a while and finally got some oxygen. She said coquettishly, "You haven't promised me yet?"
Song Heng gently held her ear, his thin lips pressed against her ear, "I do."
The hot breath sprayed against her ears, and she curled up her neck.
"No, I can't bear it."
Song Heng knew her sensitive areas and deliberately kissed her ears, "Tricked me to come back?"
Lu Xinting hid while laughing, "No... no, I really have a stomachache."
When Song Heng left, her heart throbbed, her mood was at its lowest point, and her stomach felt a dull pain.
But then, she gradually calmed herself down.
Today is his birthday, how could she make him so sad?
Before twelve o'clock was over, she hurriedly went to get the cake and cook.
The cake was ordered and the ring was prepared beforehand.
But she knew that if Song Heng came back, he might not come back, so she had no choice but to make this move.
"Brother Song, do you blame me for using this method to get you back?"
"Well, I don't like it, don't do it next time."
"sorry."
Song Heng heard her low apology and touched her head, "I don't blame you for lying to me."
"It's because I will be worried." Song Heng put his hand down and placed it on her belly. "I will be anxious. I don't want to experience the emotion of fear."
"If you want me to come back, you don't have to find any reason. As long as you ask, I will come back."
Lu Xinting's eyes were slightly hot, and she stretched out her arms to hug his waist.
"Sorry, I……"
She originally wanted to explain today's events to him, but Song Heng interrupted her, "Okay, don't stand here, aren't your feet sore?"
He reached out and turned on the light, and the light in the room was bright.
A flash of surprise flashed in Song Heng's eyes, "Did you arrange all of this?"
The room was surrounded by balloons and roses, and the dining table was filled with delicious meals.
Song Heng pulled her to the dining table.
Lu Xinting raised her hand, "I'll tell you the truth. I asked Ning Ning to help with the layout, but I cooked all the food."
She was afraid that he would be unhappy, "There are only five hours in one night, so I'm a little busy. I'm afraid that after twelve o'clock, the day will be over."
She told him everything like a primary school student reporting on her work.
Song Heng couldn't help laughing, "So you girls like to do this."
Lu Xinting's face turned a little red. Can this man speak?
When the atmosphere is good, don't ruin the scenery.
"Of course the proposal must be ceremonial. I originally wanted to make it grand for you on the street, but I found it was a bit too modest. You probably don't like such a high-profile one, so I arranged it at home."
Song Heng patted her head and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Lu Xinting glanced at him.
I thought to myself - this man is so incapable of speaking.
How about being so pragmatic?
