Lu Wuchuan's mood at the moment was like riding a roller coaster. He held Duanmo's hand tighter and asked uncertainly: "Can you say it again?"
The electronic clock in the square rang, and the surrounding crowd became lively, and the countdown began with the sound of the bell.
Duan Mo raised her heels to his ear and said very clearly: "Lu Wuchuan, listen clearly, I am willing to be your girlfriend."
Lu Wuchuan's eyes lit up with the fireworks rising into the sky, and he stretched out his long arms to embrace the girl in front of him.
Then warm lips covered him. The kiss was so sudden that Duan Mo felt like fireworks exploded in his mind.
Fortunately, the kiss didn't last long, it was just a taste.
Lu Wuchuan put his forehead against hers and said hoarsely: "Mo Mo, Happy New Year! And... thank you."
"Happy New Year." Duanmo replied subconsciously, then he woke up, tilted his head back, and distanced himself a little, "Hey, you went too far, you didn't even say hello, this is my first kiss."
"It's also my first kiss." The little girl's cheeks were red. Lu Wuchuan couldn't help but take a peck, and the corners of his lips raised a perfect arc. "It is said that if you kiss under the New Year's fireworks, you will be happy together for a lifetime."
"You believe this too?" It's hard to imagine that this man who is about to turn thirty years old would actually believe this.
Lu Wuchuan nodded seriously: "I would rather believe that it exists than believe that it does not exist. I am sure of it, for the rest of my life."
Well, Duanmo was moved by the old man's earthy words of love, and she leaned her head into his arms. The solid chest felt very safe and made her heart settle down.
After the fireworks ended, the crowd in the square gradually dispersed, and the two held hands and walked back.
The corners of Lu Wuchuan's lips had been raised since midnight. He took a few steps and glanced sideways at the little girl beside him.
When he turned his head for the Nth time, Duanmo glanced sideways at him: "Why do you always look at me?"
"Of course you have to look at your girlfriend more often." Lu Wuchuan squeezed her hand, "Mo Mo, do you know how long I have been waiting for this day?"
"It's less than a hundred days." The first time I confessed my love was when I went to Yunshan City during the National Day, only three months ago.
Lu Wuchuan shook his head: "I wanted to tell you on your birthday last year. Thinking about it, you haven't graduated yet, so just wait. On the day of the graduation ceremony, the timing was not right, so I endured it. Later, I finally plucked up the courage, but was
You refused. Calculate, how many hundred days have I waited?"
That time in Yunshan, I truly understood his feelings, but I didn't expect it to take much longer than that.
Hearing the grievance in his words, Duan Mo was a little at a loss: "I...I don't know."
"It doesn't matter, I didn't wait in vain." Lu Wuchuan's eyes and brows were filled with smile again, "The road ahead is still long, and we still have many hundred days."
The car drove back to the apartment and sent Duanmo upstairs. Lu Wuchuan took the suitcase and prepared to leave.
Duanmo looked at the time, it was already half past one in the morning.
This is his home, and it's so late. Tomorrow... no, I'm going to visit Yan Linfei's photography exhibition this morning. It's really unbearable for him to run around.
Besides, there is more than one bedroom here, and the two of them are now boyfriend and girlfriend, so there is no need to be so pretentious.
So, she said: "It's so late, otherwise you can stay here and go home after watching the photography exhibition tomorrow."
Lu Wuchuan's eyes widened in shock: "Aren't you following me...isn't this a little too fast?"
Duanmo blushed because of him: "What are you thinking about? Isn't the downstairs a guest bedroom? If you don't want to stay, just leave."
"Don't, don't, don't, I'm teasing you, I'll live downstairs." Lu Wuchuan quickly pulled back, "My girlfriend is so kind, she knows she cares about me."
"Stop coming! Who cares about you? I think your parents are old, so going back so late will affect their rest." Duanmo rolled his eyes at him, turned around and went upstairs. When he stepped on the stairs, he couldn't control the corners of his mouth.
The ground rose.
In fact, before coming to Pingcheng, she had thought that if Lu Wuchuan confessed his love again, she would agree.
This idea was not impulsive. During her trip to Yunshan City, after knowing Lu Wuchuan's feelings, she asked herself more than once, did she like him? The answer became more and more positive every time.
Slowly, she figured it out. Since they liked each other, why not be together? But she was embarrassed to tell him directly.
When Lu Wuchuan tried his best to invite her to Pingcheng, she had a premonition that maybe he would confess his love again. So she agreed, not only to give him a chance, but also to give herself a chance. No matter where the two of them go in the future, at least they will not stay.
Pity.
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Yan Linfei's photography exhibition was held in an art gallery. When Lu Wuchuan and Duan Mo arrived, some people came to the door one after another. Zong Yingjie and Li Xiuqi were not far away when they just entered. There was a young woman beside Zong Yingjie.
He was also holding a little boy of three or four years old in his hand. When he saw them both, they both came over to greet them.
Zong Yingjie was still enthusiastic. After saying hello, he introduced his wife Qin Rui and son Xuan Xuan to Duan Mo.
After the two parties said hello, Xuanxuan refused to recognize him and called him uncle and aunt in a sweet voice.
"Xuanxuan is so cute, how old are you?" Duanmo couldn't resist the little cute baby, so she half-bent down and asked.
"Three and a half years old. Auntie, hold hands." Xuanxuan said as he broke away from his mother and put his hands into Duanmo's palm.
"Xuanxuan, don't make trouble." Qin Rui smiled apologetically, "I don't know who I am, but when I see a pretty girl, I just go to her side."
Duanmo squeezed Xuanxuan's little hand and said, "It's okay, I'll lead him."
As a group of people walked into the exhibition hall, Li Xiuqi joked: "Dragon gives birth to dragon, phoenix gives birth to phoenix, Xuan Xuan follows him."
Zong Yingjie rolled his eyes: "Nonsense, I'm not like that."
Yan Linfei was talking to someone when he accidentally saw them, said hello to the people next to him, and walked over quickly.
"Xiao Mo, I miss you so much... both of you." Halfway through, he realized something was wrong and changed his words in time.
This tone was the same as when Zong Yingjie saw Lu Wuchuan yesterday. Did he learn from the same cross talk master?
After all, I don't know Zong Yingjie well, so I can't make fun of him. Duanmo refrained from complaining and smiled slightly: "Congratulations, you finally got what you wanted."
"It's just a small photography exhibition." Yan Linfei shrugged helplessly, "I don't have that much time now. Most of the works in this exhibition are works before returning, mostly from Liancheng."
"Okay, at least your old man's attitude has relaxed. Both parties have given in and everyone is happy." Li Xiuqi patted his shoulder to express comfort.
Zong Yingjie also echoed: "Yes, you are the only child in your family, and it is not easy for the old man. If you understand each other and understand each other, nothing will happen."
"Okay, don't educate me." Yan Linfei waved his hand, "Let's go, I'll take you in and have a look."