When the school boss saw Ye Luo and didn't refuse immediately, he automatically assumed that he still had a chance.
He took Ye Luo's hand and advised him earnestly: "Luo Luo, you can't live in the past forever. After breaking up, you always have to look forward!"
This sounds... seems reasonable.
Ye Luo nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, it's like even if we can't be lovers, we will always be friends!"
"..." The school girl was moved by Ye Luo's logic. She touched milk tea with Ye Luo and said helplessly, "Okay, let this cup of milk tea bear witness to our friendship."
Ye Luo raised the cup of milk tea, smiled brightly, and drank first as a sign of respect.
Her smile reflected in the school girl's eyes, and the school girl just thought it looked very beautiful.
Song Jiqing felt that it was very dazzling.
This was also the first time that Song Jiqing felt that Ye Luo's smile was dazzling.
Ye Luo and the boy known as the "school sweetheart" are really together, right?
No matter how much he followed her, no matter how much he tried to save her, Ye Luo would never look back.
Song Jiqing suddenly felt ridiculous.
In order to prevent the joke from continuing, he chose to leave.
When he got home, Song Jiqing wanted to take a nap, but he couldn't sleep, and his eyes were fixed on the position next to him.
The first time between him and Ye Luo happened here.
The next day, when he opened his eyes, he saw Ye Luo lying next to him obediently, with a thin blush on his face. He looked so charming.
Ye Luo may have noticed his gaze, so he opened his eyes after a while and looked at him shyly but firmly.
He kissed Ye Luo's forehead: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
"..." Ye Luo shook her head and said with a blush, "It's... very comfortable!" She was very embarrassed, but she still mustered up the courage to finish her sentence.
This was the first time that Song Jiqing was affirmed so directly.
He smiled, turned over and pressed Ye Luo down, and asked seductively: "Do you want to try again?"
Ye Luo's pretty little face suddenly turned red, and she looked at Song Jiqing timidly, but did not refuse.
Song Jiqing looked at his girl's stunned look and was moved. Before she could answer, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
Afterwards, Song Jiqing felt that he was too beastly.
Ye Luo was in charge of human affairs for the first time, but he didn't even give her a chance to take a break.
Song Jiqing held Ye Luo in her arms like a treasure and kissed her forehead: "Luo Luo, I love you."
"..." Ye Luo was surprised, moved, and looked up at Song Jiqing, "I..."
"Hush - listen to what I have to say," Song Jiqing interrupted Ye Luo, his affectionate gaze as if he was drowning Ye Luo, "Luo Luo, I will take care of you. As long as you are willing, I will take care of you for the rest of my life."
It was the first time Ye Luo heard such a solemn promise, and she was very moved.
She smiled shyly, crawled into Song Jiqing's arms, and whispered, "I do."
Song Jiqing looked at Ye Luo's shy yet determined look, and felt so much love that he took her into his arms: "As soon as you graduate from college, we will get married."
"Okay!" Ye Luo agreed quickly, with joy in his voice. It took him a moment to react, and he looked at Song Jiqing doubtfully, "Mr. Song Jiqing, are you proposing?"
"Yes." Song Jiqing pinched Ye Luo's nose and said with a smile, "The future Mrs. Song."
Hey, Mrs. Song...
Ye Luo didn't know if she was thinking too much. She always felt that the word "Mrs. Song" was both gentle and possessive.
What should I do? She likes it so much!
The more he liked it, the more shy Ye Luo felt and his cheeks turned redder.
Song Jiqing looked at Ye Luo dotingly, and the two of them rubbed hands together on the bed until noon, when Ye Luo was so hungry that she couldn't stand it any longer, and the two of them got up.
Ye Luo took her mobile phone and selected takeout restaurants one by one. Song Jiqing saw it and took her mobile phone away.
Ye Luo pouted her mouth and acted coquettishly: "What are you doing? I'm hungry."
Song Jiqing touched Ye Luo's head like a pet: "I'll make delicious food for you."
"Wow!" Ye Luo's eyes instantly lit up, and he looked at Song Jiqing with admiration, "You can also cook!?"
"Hmm." Song Jiqing's tone didn't sound proud at all, "I know a lot more."
"Then what should I do?" Ye Luo cooperated, pretending to be a nymphomaniac, and said distressedly, "I seem to love you even more."
Song Jiqing smiled: "Then you have to be prepared."
"Huh?" Ye Luo blinked in confusion, "What are you preparing for?"
With a smile on her face, Song Jiqing said word by word: "From now on, you will love me more every day than you did yesterday."
"..." Ye Luo held it in for a while, but finally couldn't hold it in anymore, "Plop-" he burst out laughing and looked at Song Jiqing in disbelief, "You are so narcissistic!"
"This is not narcissism." Song Jiqing corrected, "it is self-confidence." After saying that, he walked straight into the kitchen.
Ye Luo looked at Song Jiqing's back, laughing and muttering: "He's obviously narcissistic!"
However, she cannot deny that Song Jiqing does have the capital to make people crazy and obsessed.
While Ye Luo was thinking, he craned his neck to look into the kitchen. He happened to see Song Jiqing opening the refrigerator, taking out a few ingredients and putting them on the cabinet countertop. His movements seemed quite skillful.
She walked into the kitchen curiously and was immediately shocked by Song Jiqing's knife skills.
Song Jiqing was cutting shredded potatoes, and there were some already cut on the chopping board. The thickness of each stick was about the same as noodles, and there was no difference in length.
For Ye Luo, whose fingers are not touched by Yang Chun Shui, Song Jiqing's knife skills are simply magical!
She unexpectedly poked Song Jiqing's arm and exclaimed: "You really know how to cook? You are so amazing!"
Song Jiqing couldn't quite understand Ye Luo's logic and looked at her doubtfully: "You think being able to cook is magical?"
"Yes!" Ye Luo nodded, "No one in our family can cook! Not even my grandma!"
Father Ye can't even tell the difference between sugar and salt. Mother Ye is only interested in baking and Western food and rarely enters the kitchen at home.
Ye Luo grew up eating meals cooked by her aunt.
Song Jiqing said: "Everyone in our family can cook."
"Wow." Ye Luo did not hide her happiness, "Then I made a lot of money."
Song Jiqing glanced at Ye Luo in confusion: "Huh?"
Ye Luo chuckled and said, "If everyone in your family can cook, I won't have to cook in the future!"
Song Jiqing freed up a hand and pinched the tip of Ye Luo's nose: "If you don't want to, you can stop cooking for the rest of your life."
Ye Luo smiled happily and buried her face into Song Jiqing's chest: "Yeah!"
Soon, Song Jiqing prepared three dishes and one soup.
A spicy and sour potato shreds, a tomato beef brisket, a stir-fried green bean, and the soup is old hen soup.
Ye Luo swallowed the soup and said, "Our aunt often makes this soup too. She said it replenishes blood!"
Song Jiqing paused, suddenly smiled, and said, "You can just make up for it."
Ye Luo remembered when she got up at noon, when she turned around and saw the blush on the bed sheet, her face immediately turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "That bed sheet, you... wash it quickly! Don't let others see it!"
Song Jiqing looked at the fallen ostrich and suddenly felt that she was very cute like this.
Speaking of which, what about Ye Luo? Doesn't he think he's cute?
Song Jiqing took advantage of the situation and asked: "Luo Luo, why don't you want my mother and Aunt Ruan to know about our relationship?"
Ye Luo raised his head and looked at Song Jiqing aggrievedly: "Because when I was in high school, my mother banned me from falling in love. My mother also said that if she found out that I was in love, she would throw me abroad immediately.
." She hugged Song Jiqing and said softly, "I don't want to be separated from you, so don't let my aunt and my mother know about our relationship."
"Okay." Song Jiqing rubbed Ye Luo's hair, "I'll tell them when you go to college."
Ye Luo thought this was okay and nodded with a smile.
Song Jiqing thought for a while and then said, "Luoluo, when you graduate from college, we will get a marriage certificate."
"Huh?" Ye Luo raised his head in surprise and looked at Song Jiqing with a blushing face, "Isn't it too early to say this now?"
"It's not early." Song Jiqing kissed Ye Luo, "Luo Luo, I'm looking forward to that day."
Ye Luo didn't expect that she would hear this sentence so early.
However, she must admit that she feels very happy!
"Well!"
Ye Luo covered her face in shame, and then buried her face in Song Jiqing's arms.
She didn't refuse, she just agreed to Song Jiqing's intention.
Song Jiqing always thought that he and Ye Luo would stay like this until they grow old, that Ye Luo would always be his, and that she would eventually bear his surname and be Mrs. Song for the rest of her life.
However, just half a year later, Ye Luo accepted someone else's confession and kissed someone else.
Song Jiqing didn't want to admit it, but the fact was that he was more naive than Ye Luo.
There will no longer be any leaves falling next to his bed.
"Ah--"
Song Jiqing laughed, his voice full of ridicule for himself.
At this moment, Song Jiqing's cell phone rang.
He answered the phone, and a soft female voice came from the phone: "Ji Qing, I want to see you."
"Ran Ran." Song Jiqing's voice was like ice, without warmth or emotion, "I have made it very clear that there is no need for us to meet again."
"Ji Qing!" Ran Ran called to Song Jiqing urgently, "I'm going back to England soon! Please, I just want to see you one last time. I promise you, after this time, I will never pester you again!"
Song Jiqing thought, if the last meeting could be solved once and for all, why wouldn't he do it?
He agreed to meet Ran Ran, then arranged a meeting place and went downstairs to pick up the car.
Sometimes, many things are just coincidences.
When Song Jiqing arrived downstairs, the school boss just sent Ye Luo back.
The school girl looked at Ye Luo reluctantly: "Are you really not going to the United States on the same flight as me?"
"No." Ye Luo smiled and shook his head, "The date of our departure may be different. See you in the United States."
"Okay then." The school girl waved her hand towards Ye Luo, "Keep in touch, see you in America."
"Yeah!" Ye Luo also waved his hand politely.
When the school girl turned around to leave, she suddenly reached out and hugged Ye Luo, and said in her ear: "Luo Luo, remember your words, you will give me a chance!"