"It's so late, why haven't you gone home yet?" Ye Xingchen said lukewarmly. Normally, he would try his best to please Murong Rong, but unfortunately he didn't have that intention now.
"I live nearby and I came out to eat, but you, why haven't you gone home yet?" At this time, Murong Rong was wearing a light yellow sleeveless dress, her long black hair was parted to both sides, and she was wearing a pair of
The slippers exposed her pink little feet, which looked extremely cute, and there was a faint smile on her face, not at all the cold and arrogant person in the class.
"I'm not in a good mood, come out for a walk!"
"In a bad mood? How about I treat you to a barbecue?" Murong Rong suggested.
"Okay!" Ye Xingchen nodded numbly, without the slightest hint of excitement.
Yulong Street is a relatively prosperous street in Jinghai City. There are countless snack bars. The two of them randomly found a barbecue restaurant that looked good and sat down. After Murong Rong ordered the food, he ordered two bottles of beer for Ye Xingchen, and
But I asked for a cup of peanut milk.
"Can you tell me what you're unhappy about? Maybe it would be better if you tell me?" Murong Rong sat opposite Ye Xingchen, her bright black eyes gleaming.
"What do you mean people live for?" Ye Xingchen blurted out the question in his heart when he saw Murong Rong's beautiful face.
"What do people live for..." Murong Rong repeated, but did not answer immediately. Instead, she fell into deep thought for a moment, and then slowly said: "For family ties, right? When I was very young, I always had a dream.
, I hope that my parents can watch the sunrise with me like the parents of other children, holding their arms and walking on the beach. But as I grow older, I know that this dream is becoming more and more remote. My parents
I got divorced when I was very young. My father has always been busy with his business. Apart from sending me regular living expenses every month, he has never come to see me. Even what I look like now, maybe he doesn’t know.
I know that my mother remarried a man when I was twelve years old. The man was very good to me, but I couldn't feel the warmth of home. I finally moved out and lived alone. In order to make up for her responsibilities, my mother
They also give me a lot of money every month, but I have never felt happy. I have always been thinking, what is the meaning of living like this, but when I think of my mother's sad and sad look, I know
I must live well and live happily. Only in that way, the self-blame in my mother's heart will not be so heavy..." Murong Rong quietly told the story in her heart, her tone was calm, as if she was talking about something related to herself.
It was an irrelevant matter, but the tears falling from the corners of her eyes reminded Ye Xingchen that this beautiful woman who looked aloof and strong was actually extremely fragile on the inside.
Ye Xingchen didn't speak, and didn't even wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes for her. He just listened quietly until she finished telling her story.
"Why are you telling me this?"
"Ah..." Murong Rong was stunned for a moment, but then said: "I don't know, maybe you are a trustworthy person?"
"A trustworthy person?" Ye Xingchen was shocked, obviously not thinking that he had become a trustworthy person in Murong Rong's eyes just a few days after entering school.
"Yes, ever since you beat up Zhang Tianba this morning for Guan Tingting in class, I feel that you are a trustworthy person. At least you will not stand idly by when it comes to your classmates!" Murong Rong said firmly.
"For Guan Tingting?" Ye Xingchen smiled bitterly: "Actually, I was doing it for you!"
"Ah..." This time it was Murong Rong's turn to be stunned.
"Haha... Okay, ignore everything else. Since you said I am trustworthy, we will be friends from now on. Come, cheers to our friendship!" Ye Xingchen was a little embarrassed. He couldn't say that he wanted to arouse her.
He took action only because of his attention. As he spoke, he raised the beer bottle in his hand and drank. Murong Rong looked at Ye Xingchen's embarrassed expression, smiled knowingly, ordered a few more bottles of wine, and drank with Ye Xingchen.
stand up.
That night, Ye Xingchen was drunk, so drunk that he fell unconscious, completely drunk!
When he woke up in the morning, Ye Xingchen found himself lying in a strange room. The room was filled with a faint fragrance, and even the bed he was lying on was filled with the fragrance of a virgin. His mind quickly recalled what happened last night.
Shit, I'm not going to give the class beauty to that one, are I? I quickly opened the quilt and took a look. Fortunately, my clothes and pants were neatly worn, and there was no blood on the sheets.
"Ye Xingchen, breakfast is ready, shall we get up and eat?" At this time, the door of the room opened, and Murong Rong, still wearing a long yellow dress, appeared at the door with a friendly smile on her face.
Shit, this couldn’t be a dream, right? The class beauty actually made breakfast for herself?
I quickly stood up from the bed and ran to the bathroom. I found a new toothbrush and a new towel. I felt a warm feeling in my heart. I quickly finished washing and rushed to the dining room. There was a glass of milk on the breakfast table, still steaming.
, there is a piece of cheese on the plate, it seems that this is the breakfast that Murong Rong prepared for herself.
"Rong Rong, I'm sorry for being drunk last night and causing you so much trouble!" He said while apologizing to Murong Rong.
"Haha, we are friends, how can I thank you?" Murong Rong had already finished her meal, and she looked at Ye Xingchen devouring it with her hands on her chin, her eyes full of warmth, just like a wife seeing her husband.
"Hehe, that's true. If you have anything to do in the future, you have to tell me. Don't be polite. By the way, I slept in your bed last night. Where did you sleep?"
"I'm sleeping on the sofa. Basically every weekend I watch movies in the living room. When I feel sleepy, I sleep directly on the sofa. Hey, have you finished eating? There's still more in the kitchen. I'll serve you some more!" Murong Rong said.
Go get the dinner plate.
"No, no, I've already eaten!" Ye Xingchen refused quickly. He drank so much wine last night and was still nauseous now. If Murong Rong hadn't made breakfast for him personally, he wouldn't have taken a bite.
"Ah...is the breakfast I made delicious?" Murong Rong looked expectantly in her eyes.
"Eh... to be honest, I originally thought that a young lady like you could only stretch out her hands with clothes and open her mouth with food, but I didn't expect that not only are you beautiful, but you also make delicious breakfast. If I could marry you,
Just be my wife!" Ye Xingchen said from the bottom of his heart.
"You...what are you talking about? I've been used to this since I was a child..." Murong Rong's face turned red when Ye Xingchen said it. She buried her head low, her heart was beating non-stop, and she didn't dare
Take a look at Ye Xingchen.
"Hey, of course I am telling the truth. If I propose to you, will you agree?" Ye Xingchen saw Murong Rong's face blushing and looking even more beautiful, and she felt happy in her heart as she continued.
"How old are you? You just want to get married. I'm too lazy to tell you. I went to wash the dishes. I'm going on a spring outing today. You didn't come home. I'll help you prepare your share!" Murong Rong said.
After finishing, he quickly put away the dishes on the table and ran towards the kitchen.
Ye Xingchen then remembered that he was going on an outing today, but when he saw Murong Rong's evasive figure, he felt joyful in his heart. He originally thought that she was arrogant and aloof, and would never like a guy like him, but he didn't expect that she was so gentle.
On the other hand, whoever marries her must be the greatest blessing in life. Should I pursue her? Damn, am I an idiot? How can I give up such a beautiful and virtuous wife to others?
Murong Rong packed up the dishes, put on her usual school clothes, and walked out of the house with Ye Xingchen. (To be continued)