Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Better than Yan Jinghuai... Don't be kidding, there is no one better than Yan Jinghuai in the world.

More importantly, no one loves himself more than him.

Wen Qingyin absolutely can't accept the thought that he will give the tenderness he gave to others to others, and she can only spend her life alone with the memories of the past.

She clenched her fists and said loudly, "No!"

He Nange was a little proud:
"Right, my analysis makes sense. Don't you want to make a note, or make a mind map, which is also convenient for you to analyze with your friends. Or I can say it again and record it for you."

"But, speaking of it, who is your friend?"

When he asks a question, he always tilts his head unconsciously, which is kind of innocent and cute.

He counted carefully:

"Shu Jiyuan, I haven't heard that she has problems with her love life. Could it be Yi Jing, but I heard from Li Yuchen that she has been concentrating on her career recently. Professor Zhuo, she is a bachelor. Could it be Xu Danian, but he is not a playboy ?"

After removing all the impossibilities, He Nange came up with the only answer.

He asked Wen Qingyin in horror: "The friend you mentioned, it can't be you."

Wen Qingyin: "...Xu Danian is not my friend."

He Nange gasped for half of his breath and almost suffocated himself.

He stared at his sister in a daze for a long time, before uttering a word with difficulty: "Shift!"

Wen Qingyin: "Are you scolding me?"

He Nange looked at her, "What do you think, this time it's a compound word, which contains two dirty words."

Recalling Wen Qingyin's recent abnormal behavior, he asked: "Don't tell me, you have been depressed recently because of this matter."

Wen Qingyin touched her face, "Isn't it so obvious? I thought you all knew it."

He Nange rolled his eyes, "Aren't you full? Why don't you have time to do some experimental research?"

"Wild boars are very territorial animals. If you didn't like someone very much, would you take him home?"

Wen Qingyin was a little guilty, "But I checked some literature about love, and it said, 'It is because of the time you spend on the rose that makes this rose special'—"

Hor Nange interrupted her, "This sentence doesn't apply to you."

He is a university lecturer, and he always unconsciously brings a kind of "teaching and educating people" when he speaks:
"It's great that you can quote from The Little Prince to support your argument. However, this quote is not for you."

"You are Wen Qingyin. If you don't like someone, you won't look at him at all, and you won't care whether the other person is a rose or a weed."

"'Like' is your starting point. Time will ferment this 'like' into 'love'."

Wen Qingyin already had the answer in her heart, but she wanted to be more sure, so she deliberately asked: "Are you sure, you are not mistaken."

He Nange disdained: "You were raised by me, maybe I know you better than you do."

"You waste so much time for him, you just love him."

Wen Qingyin jumped up, "Thank you brother."

With a bright smile on her face, she immediately called Yan Jinghuai.

He Nange was very disgusted, "I like him that much?"

"How could it be liking." Wen Qingyin corrected, "I love him, hehe."

Silly.

He Nange smiled."Push me his contact information," he said.

Wen Qingyin became vigilant, "What are you doing?"

"Let me tell you, Wen Yuming has already tempted me with money, and he won't leave me because of money."

He Nange rolled his eyes: "I have to talk to him to be sure whether this man who will spend your whole life with you is reliable."

Speaking of spending a lifetime together, Wen Qingyin became worried again: "For a lifetime, it's a long way away. If, after that, I don't love you anymore, what should I do?"

He Nange rubbed her head and comforted her:
"You are really stupid."

"Don't worry, you will definitely not love him in the future."

Wen Qingyin: ...I seem to have asked the wrong person.

Yan Jinghuai also said:
"Maybe because he has a domineering personality, he likes songs you hate, he comes to kiss you with his mouth full of alcohol, or he doesn't flush the toilet..."

"After living together, you will really hate him because of the little things. But in the next second, you will find his shining point again and fall in love with him again."

"Love is not the end. Love is a partiality."

Li Yuchen went downstairs to find someone, and watched the whole process, and finally couldn't help coughing lightly, reminding them that there is still a big living person here.

"Let me stress that I didn't flush the toilet without using it," he said.

Unlike Wen Qingyin, Yan Jinghuai's way of being unhappy is to toss himself.

Lao Zhou rented an office in the building behind the bar, which was large and had floor-to-ceiling windows.

Wang Defu is a person who pays attention to health preservation. He put a sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and ordered everyone to bask in the sun for at least 10 minutes a day to replenish calcium.

Ever since the cold war with Wen Qingyin, this sofa has become Yan Jinghuai's territory.He nestled on it all day long, without changing his posture.

Lao Zhou saw him lying dead on the sofa after get off work in the morning, and he was still there at work in the afternoon, so he couldn't help scolding: "I don't have to work, right? I've only been popular for a few days, and I don't know what my last name is. The song sung by Liu is finished." No."

Yan Jinghuai weakly pointed to his workshop, and Lao Zhou went in suspiciously, first seeing staves all over the floor.

He picked one up curiously, hummed a few words, and shouted excitedly.

The emotional trauma inspired Yan Jinghuai to write masterpieces such as 'SHEISMONSTER', 'Vicious Woman', 'Sleepless Night', and 'You Can't Make It Tomorrow'.

Lao Zhou is like a newly rich nouveau riche, showing off his wealth to others everywhere, not only attracting Liu Chang, but even Professor Jiang traveled across most of the city to share the spoils.

However, the happiness is theirs, Yan Jinghuai is still dead on the sofa.

The sun was gradually rising, and he didn't bother to hide.

Out of humanitarianism, Wang Defu wanted to find something to block him, but to no avail, he could only open a bottle of mineral water and splash him in the face to prevent him from heatstroke.

At this pitiful moment, Wen Qingyin's phone call came.

Yan Jinghuai just pressed the answer button, and Wen Qingyin's energetic voice came out: "Where are you, Yan Jinghuai? I want to see you. I know the answer."

This voice filled Yan Jinghuai with anticipation.He asked cautiously: "Yes, is it a good answer?"

"Yes." Wen Qingyin replied firmly: "It's a very good answer, and it's the answer to live with you."

Yan Jinghuai got up immediately and asked seriously: "Where are you? Find a safe place and wait for me."

Wen Qingyin:? ? ?

Yan Jinghuai was very serious: "It's always played like this on TV. What you said is actually a flag. If it doesn't work, we will all be finished."

He warned: "You must find a safe place to wait for me. I will also go to you safely."

Yan Jinghuai spent a lot of time choosing the safest means of transportation - bicycles.Wang Defu couldn't accept that his artist was popular because of this kind of thing, so he offered to send him home.

Yan Jinghuai has gone mad, and doubts the safety factor of his manager.

He checked Wang Defu's driver's license, knowing that his car was 20 years old, and the only point he had deducted was because he didn't have a driver's license, so he agreed to get in his car.

Wen Qingyin was already waiting for him at the door.

As soon as he opened the door and came in, she rushed into his arms.

"Yan Jinghuai, I like you! It's the kind of love! I love you!"

She repeated it aloud, as if she had just learned to speak.

Yan Jinghuai hugged her with a smile, "I heard it. Your Majesty, I heard it."

He smelled the fragrance of her hair, "This is the last time we quarreled, okay?"

Wen Qingyin was really wronged these days, she took out her mobile phone and sniffed:
"Okay. Say it again, I'll record a video as evidence, so that you won't deny it next time."

Still the original recipe and taste.

Yan Jinghuai pretended not to hear, and took her by the hand to go to the cloakroom.

He motioned to Wen Qingyin to look at the dress wardrobe: "I added a dress to you when I came back last time, didn't you notice it?"

Wen Qingyin doesn't care much about clothes on weekdays, and recently she's in a bad mood, even less so.She really didn't realize that there was an extra dogwood pink dress in her closet.

There are many layers of yarn on the hem of the skirt, which has the effect of a tutu skirt. It looks like a princess's little skirt.

"I made a little money recently, so—" Yan Jinghuai was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what you like, so I chose one of the brands you often wear."

Wen Qingyin was very pleasantly surprised and wanted to try it on, but Yan Jinghuai held her hand and said, "You really don't know? Haven't you read my news recently? I was secretly photographed when I went to buy a skirt, 'pink gray yellow' And video."

Wen Qingyin tactfully expressed that she didn't want to see him recently.

She said: "Recently, I've been very sad, and I'm not in the mood to go online."

Yan Jinghuai stared at her suspiciously, "Your expression doesn't seem to say that."

"It is so, of course it is."

Wen Qingyin was afraid of revealing her secrets, so she threw herself into Yan Jinghuai's arms and acted like a baby, which made him not in the mood to pursue this matter.

Generally speaking, when a fairy tale comes here, it will end with the sentence "the prince and the princess live happily ever after".

But life goes on.

In order to make up for the lost happy time between the two, Wen Qingyin invited Yan Jinghuai on a date the next day.

Yan Jinghuai dressed up excitedly, and even encouraged Wen Qingyin to wear a couple outfit.

When the car drove into the University City, he suddenly had some bad guesses in his mind.

He tentatively said, "You want to show me your alma mater?"

Revisiting the youthful years, no matter how you think about it, it is not Wen Qingyin's style.

Wen Qingyin directed him to park the car in front of the small flower shop in front of the University of Science and Technology:

"Nan Meimei is now a specially-appointed professor of our school. Today is his first academic lecture, and we are here to support him."

The small shop is not big, but it has a complete range of flowers, which is easy to make people picky.

Wen Qingyin struggled: "Which one is better?"

Yan Jinghuai wrapped her cheeks with his big hands and forced her to look at him: "Is it right to buy flowers for other men in front of me?"

Wen Qingyin's mouth was squeezed into an 'o' shape by him, and the flesh protruded out.

She slapped his hand away and said dissatisfiedly, "What other man, Nanmei is my brother."

Yan Jinghuai has recently learned a lot about the two of them from Wang Defu's story, and knows that the relationship between them is just family.But thinking of Wen Qingyin not letting him sleep on the sofa because of him, he couldn't help feeling dissatisfied with his uncle.

He was cursing secretly in his heart, Wen Qingyin became nervous.She tugged at his cuff and whispered, "We'll sit in the back later, okay?"

Yan Jinghuai asked sourly: "Didn't you come here specially to cheer?"