Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

The little drunkard said with a smile, "I've never eaten pork, have you ever seen a pig run away?"

"Where did you meet?" Ah Fei asked.

She smiled slyly: "I won't tell you." Then, she boldly untied his towel...

Ah Fei smiled and stopped chatting with her...

After a long time, the room returned to calm.

Looking at Ling Ying in her arms, I really hope that she can let go of those burdens and get along with him in a relaxed way even when she is awake...

As for Ling Ying at this moment, after experiencing the passion of drunkenness and dreams, she was falling asleep drowsily.

She had many dreams, one within another. Every time she woke up, she thought she was really awake, but in the end she found that she was still in a dream.

When she woke up for the last time, when she opened her eyes, she saw Qing Ze sitting next to her, while she herself was sleeping on the sofa in the rehearsal room.

Qiao Qingze was wearing a suit, looking at her sadly and tenderly.

Ling Ying asked him, "Why are you here?"

He helped her brush the hair off her face, "Come back for a seminar, and come and see you."

"Didn't you already..."

In the middle of speaking, Ling Ying suddenly realized that Qiao Qingze was already dead, and this time was exactly what actually happened three months before Qiao Qingze's death.

She didn't know whether she was dreaming or if she really went back to the past, she was surprised and happy, sat up all of a sudden, and hugged him tightly.

Qiao Qingze patted her on the back lightly, and asked her with a smile: "Are you so happy to see me?"

Ling Ying nodded vigorously.

All this is the same as in the past, except that she cried with joy that time because the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, but this time she cried because she lost and found it again.

Since God gave her a chance to be reborn, she must avoid the tragedy of the past.

After crying for a while, she regained her composure and kept talking to Qiao Qingze, as if she wanted to tell him all her thoughts of the past three years.

But she knew that she must not say that she came here three years later.

It's like an unbreakable secret, if I say it, maybe God will take back this luck.

Qiao Qingze listened to her patiently until Ling Ying's stomach growled.

"Hungry?" he asked with a smile.

Ling Ying nodded embarrassedly.

"Then go eat first. If you want to eat, I invite you."

"Listen to you," she replied.

Ling Ying didn't think about anything else now, she still stared straight at Qiao Qingze, afraid that he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

And she also knew that Qiao Qingze would take her to eat barbecue later.

He thought for a while and said, "How about a barbecue?"

Ling Ying was about to say yes, but then she thought, since the past needs to be changed, everything must be different from the past.

"I just ate yesterday, why don't you go for western food?"

"Okay, it's up to you."

With that said, Qiao Qingze took her hand.

Ling Ying was stunned for a moment, this was different from before.

That time when Qiao Qingze took her to eat barbecue, he didn't hold her hand, but helped her carry her handbag and walked beside her.

Because they met other members of the band in the hallway and asked her if this was her boyfriend.

She glanced at Qiao Qingze and said no.

Qiao Qingze didn't say much either.

So what about this time?

How will he answer?

While Ling Ying was in a daze, Qiao Qingze had already led her out of the rehearsal room, and asked her with a smile, "It's not like I haven't held her before, why are you so stupid?"

Yes, but it's different!

That kind of holding hands is just that under certain circumstances, he needs to hold and give his hand.

Now it's like a couple.

Ling Ying shook her head and said it was nothing, but she was not used to it.

Qiao Qingze smiled and squeezed her fingers.

Not knowing if it was an illusion, Ling Ying saw that sad expression on his face again, just like the one she saw when she just woke up, but it was also fleeting.

Afterwards, the two met another member of the orchestra, that was their first violinist. He smiled and asked Ling Ying, "Boyfriend?"

Ling Ying pursed her lower lip and looked at Qiao Qingze.

Qiao Qingze answered for her: "Soon."

Ling Ying's heartbeat quickened, and she was relieved. It was indeed the same as before, but not the same.

After that, she blushed all the way, and followed Qiao Qingze to the western restaurant. They ordered steak, red wine, and a few snacks.

When he was about to finish his meal, Qiao Qingze glanced at the small stage in the middle of the restaurant. There was a piano and a cello on the stage.

While they were eating, the two players had just finished playing and went to rest.

"Go and play a song for me, I haven't heard you play for a long time."

Ling Ying didn't expect him to be interested suddenly, and she was willing to satisfy him, so she wiped her mouth with a napkin, walked onto the stage, sat on the piano bench, picked up the cello, and played "Memory" by Joe Hisaishi. After Qingze passed away, she played the most piece of music.

Every time I play it, the tears will not stop flowing down.

I prayed countless times, hoping that he could come back, or let her go back to the past to change their fate. I never thought that prayers were really useful. She really went back to the past and had a chance to change her fate.

Looking through the warm lights of the western restaurant, I looked at him in the distance, as if I saw his gradually reddened eye sockets and the faint smile on his face.

But his figure was a little blurry, Ling Ying immediately blinked vigorously, only to find that tears blurred his vision.

So until the end of the performance, she didn't dare to cry anymore, for fear that he would disappear suddenly.

As the last note fell, Qiao Qingze walked towards her.

She put down the strings and looked up at him: "How are you playing?"

"It's so beautiful, I don't even want to leave."

"Then don't go!" She grabbed his hand.

Qiao Qingze rubbed the top of her head with a smile: "What if I don't leave."

"I'm serious! You don't..."

Before she finished speaking, Qiao Qingze suddenly knelt down gracefully on one knee, and as if by magic, a heart-shaped purple velvet jewelry box appeared in her hand.

Opening the jewelry box, a pure and bright diamond ring appeared in front of her eyes.

"Xiaoying, will you marry me?"