Gu Yun screamed silently in his heart, hoping that Hua Shiyuan could go to bed early and never answer this call.
Hearing the sound of music, Wen Jue raised his head and glanced at Gu Yun's cell phone, bit his soft and red lips gently, and then stared at him lovingly.
One sound, two sounds, three sounds...
The tritone bell rang for a full minute. It was already past midnight, and Hua Shiyuan must have fallen asleep.
The caller on the other end did not answer the call. Wen Jue looked at the round clock hanging on the wall of the master bedroom and curled his lips slightly.
Gu Yun never felt that just sixty seconds would be as long as a lifetime under Wen Jue's gaze.
Inexplicably, he had a weird impulse to call again several times until Hua Shiyuan answered the phone.
Then, see what happens.
But he only dared to think about it.
Gu Yun felt that at this moment, he was like a circus clown riding a unicycle on a steel cable bridge. He thought he had great balance, but when he finally realized that he could hardly move forward, he awkwardly noticed the abyss beneath his feet.
Maybe he would have the urge to just drop it and break it into pieces, but as long as he regained his sense a little, he would be able to wake up and continue to use all his strength to maintain that difficult balance and move forward bit by bit.
The question is, when will the other side be the front?
Under Wen Jue's gaze, Gu Yun switched to an ordinary phone and called again, but still didn't get through.
Compared with front-line workers in townships and towns who have to respond promptly to everything, Hua Shiyuan, who has been promoted to a deputy department-level cadre, already has the right to mute her mobile phone at night and rest quietly.
"So you really dare to fight me."
A strange look flashed in Wen Jue's face, and she simply snuggled up to him, "Don't be afraid to say it, is your senior Yuanyuan angry?"
"Of course I'm not afraid, and there's nothing I can do if I'm angry. I just want everyone to understand how important you are to me."
Gu Yun immediately climbed up along the pole. Wen Jue's attitude was obviously relaxed a lot. This was a rare opportunity to coax her and relieve her knot.
Girls are often like this. Sometimes, attitude is more important than behavior.
Most girls will know very well the guy who is ambiguous and evasive in his attitude: it turns out he doesn’t love him enough.
A relationship requires a sense of security.
Doesn't Wen Jue know Gu Yun's struggles and concerns?
She knew it all.
Whether the call goes through or not is actually not that important. Even if the call goes through, what will happen if there is a show of affection in front of Hua Shiyuan?
Will she and Gu Yun separate? Can the problem be solved?
Does not.
Wen Jue just wanted to hear a promise from Gu Yun and an attitude from Gu Yun.
She wanted to see that Gu Yun really liked her, instead of standing aside and watching indifferently as Hua Shiyuan pressed her every step of the way.
No matter how old a girl is, she needs this sense of security to be cherished and held in the palm of her hand.
Let me see your determination and hard work, and what you are willing to do for me or our relationship.
Only in this way can you entrust yourself to the other person.
"How important it is...tell me, how much you love me?"
Wen Jue's soft and waxy voice sounded again in the middle of the night, and she asked a classic question.
Gu Yun didn't know how to answer for a while.
He looked into Wen Orange's watery eyes, and the standard answer in his mouth was about to come out, but he suppressed it deep in his voice.
After all, he is also a person who has lived two lives. He has answered this question and watched others answer it countless times.
If you put this question in front of a high-ranking Neptune, high-quality answers will be readily available.
When a man starts to take and think about this issue seriously, the meaning behind it is a milestone.
Political correctness aside, there are bound to be many answers to this question.
You can be extremely handsome, or you can be "straight" until you have terminal cancer. The span is so big that it's enough to shock you.
When he first heard Wen Jue's question, he planned to rack his brains and put on a good show, but after a few seconds, Gu Yun gave up this hasty idea.
Because when you choose different answers, you are actually choosing different loves.
When a girl asks this kind of question, she is probably possessed by the "dopamine god".
What she needs at this moment is to give her a romantic, unexpected, sweet critical blow, preferably one that can knock her sanity out of the galaxy.
Therefore, it is the most important prerequisite to avoid the misunderstanding of answering questions directly.
As long as the brain capacity is enough to support the difficult 180-degree turning movement, it can skillfully round out the words, and even throw out the five words "I don't love you at all".
Then use your wild imagination to lift her mood up at a 90-degree angle at the moment when her mood hits rock bottom, so that she can fully experience what suffocating love is in an extremely abnormal context.
You can also take her into your arms at the right time, stare at her for ten seconds, turn her head in slow motion at more than ten frames per second, and then say sincerely: "I don't know how to describe what I have."
I love you so much, I just know that I will never be able to live without you again, and this should be the case for the rest of my life."
Most women are emotional. If there is a pair of hands that can turn abstraction into image, the answer to this question will be qualitatively changed, such as "The moon represents my heart", such as "I will love you for ten thousand years".
This old classic example is a strong proof.
If you want to find an innovative statement, you can also say "My love for you is like this mug in front of me." Of course, the premise of this "mug" is that it can be finished with an unexpected and reasonable finishing touch.
The pen brings the words into full circle, and the more mysterious the turn, the more obvious the effect.
After analyzing so many textbook-style optimal solutions, most people tend to overlook the fact that one day in the future, when they need to face similar problems independently, whether they can solve them as perfectly as today's open-book exam.
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Because once the opening of romance is opened, the soaring threshold will be like a curse, causing love to embark on a road of no return where drinking poison to quench thirst.
Too many love words will only weaken the effectiveness. People who are lazy to love each other with actions will fill the other person's heart with words, so when you say love words once in a while, it is very effective.
"My mother has never asked my father how much he loves her in her life, but she always knows that the man in front of her, smoking a cigarette and chopping vegetables, will love her throughout her life. Obviously, their love is also what most loves are like.
Although it is not as exciting as what is described in the book, it can grow to great heights in the soil of life."
Gu Yun blew lightly, pushed aside Wen Jue's scattered hair in front of his forehead, and continued.
"If you ask me how much I love you, I have countless textbook responses that sound perfect, but I feel like those are not what I want to say from the bottom of my heart."
"Loving someone is like a cough. You can't hide it. I am willing to spend my whole life answering this question for you like my parents did."
Gu Yun, who was full of tricks after his rebirth, really never thought that one day he would be able to say such words to a girl in a gentle voice.
Right away, he knew it was worth it.
Gu Yun saw a pair of clear and beautiful eyes, which burst into unprecedented light in his sight.
"kiss Me."
Wen Jue stretched out a pair of jade arms like lotus roots and hugged Gu Yun's neck. The silky nightgown underneath her body was stretched by her arms and was too short to cover her white thighs.
Gu Yun was more respectful than obeying the order. He leaned down and moved closer to her mouth.
She raised her head slightly and took the initiative to kiss him.
Knowing that Wen Jue liked such romantic and gentle deep kisses the most, and if combined with a tight hug, it would make her happy, so he temporarily suppressed his desire to explore other places and hugged her tightly and passionately.
This action really filled her with joy. She narrowed her eyes, her cheeks turned red, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and the temperature in the room climbed up little by little.
Gu Yun quietly grabbed the towel and quilt and pulled it down little by little. He wanted to touch Wen Jue and feel her soft and fragrant body.
Finally, when he pulled it down a little, Wen Jue snorted and pushed his hand away.
But before he could be disappointed, she pulled down with her hands and pulled the towel directly to her waist.
As if she was also looking forward to such a close relationship, she hugged Gu Yun forcefully and got into his arms tightly.
"My hair...is pressed down."
She spoke softly, not as coldly as before. There was a breathy sound in the sentence, which made people's hearts itch.
Gu Yun quickly changed the position of his elbow and bit the girl's fair earlobe.
"Hmm...itchy."
She shrank her neck, but she didn't sound annoying, and there was a bit more sweetness in her voice that made him particularly happy.
Behind the ears was the neck. She moved along the slender neck and only walked two or three times on the neck muscles on the side. She clenched her fists, bit her lower lip and gently pushed Gu Yun up.
"Why, I don't want to grow strawberries, I don't want to be like her..."
He obediently let go of Wen Jue's thin neck, reluctantly said goodbye, and simply got up and crawled to the other side of her.
"Hey...why are you going?"
She seemed to be reluctant, looking up at Gu Yun with her long hair down.
Gu Yun didn't answer, he just knelt there and held up one of her delicate feet.
Although she often wears high-heeled sandals, Wen Ju, who wears sunscreen every day, has no sandal marks on her insteps at all, and blue blood vessels can be clearly seen on her fair and tender skin.
There is a layer of burgundy toenail polish on her slender toes. With so many beautiful girls around her, Wen Jue is the only one who can easily control all kinds of exaggerated reds.
She seemed to be born to be so charming and noble.
When the set came down and passed over the soles of her feet, she giggled and quickly waved her hands to beg for mercy: "Don't... don't, just say it there. I'm terribly itchy. I won't be able to bear it if you hit it a few more times."
"Come to me quickly."
...
Gu Yun didn't know how much time had passed. Time seemed to have become a very imprecise measurement. The changes he could most intuitively feel were the drops of sweat on his body and the warm and bright eyes next to him.
.
He still remembered that when he breathed a long sigh of relief, he hugged Wen Jue tightly and murmured: "Jue Zi, I love you..."
"Me too."
At that moment, her starry eyes were half-closed, flashing with crystal tears, and her tense legs were raised, naturally wrapped around his back.
The bodies hugged each other tightly and fit together, leaving almost no gaps.
Both of them knew very well that after this incident of strawberry planting, and with Hua Shiyuan's encouragement, their relationship had once again risen to a new level.
In the final analysis, life is your own. If love is like a piece of clothing or a pair of shoes, it can only fit you best if it is made with your own craftsmanship.
Borrowed gorgeous words can only be used as embellishments. If you rely on those things, it is undoubtedly putting the cart before the horse of love.
If you can't use routines to carve out a bloody path, maybe it's not a bad idea to carve out a new path with sincerity.
