You do not understand

The words were spoken so casually, as simple as asking for food and water.

After hearing this, Ye Tingyi felt that he was joking, so she smiled cooperatingly, but didn't take it seriously, and said, "You want to marry him, does he want to marry you? I don't think he has that kind of interest in you."

Duan Yanzhe stopped talking, and said after a long time: "I'm serious, I will propose to him."

When Ye Tingyi heard that something was wrong, she glanced at him in the rearview mirror, her expression became more serious: "Are you serious?"

"Ah."

"No, what's going on?" Ye Tingyi's face wrinkled into a ball, "When did you have a relationship with him? He's still a child—"

Duan Yanzhe interrupted: "He's not a child anymore, he's about to finish his third year of junior high school, and meets the legal age for marriage."

Ye Tingyi heard these words more and more truthfully, seeing Duan Yanzhe's resolute expression, she stopped talking.

After Duan Yanzhe staged such a farce, he disappeared for nearly half a month. Jiang Xun was busy reviewing the final exam. One afternoon, he was sorting out his notes in the library when he suddenly received a call from Duan Yanzhe.

He walked all the way to the rest area and stood in front of the window before he connected: "What's wrong?"

Duan Yanzhe said: "Do you have time tonight? Let's go have dinner."

Jiang Xun narrowed his eyes and thought about it. There was nothing to do, but he said, "I have to see the situation."

"Don't look, today is a very good day." Duan Yanzhe didn't know whether he was excited or nervous, his voice was a little trembling, and said, "You should dress more formally, and I will pick you up."

Jiang Xun thought he had something serious to do, so he didn't shirk his excuses anymore, and said, "That's good."

He lent his formal suit to a sophomore from the debate team. After much deliberation, he found a half-sleeved white shirt and a pair of black suit pants, and carefully combed his hair in front of the mirror.

Liu Kaiming came out of the door and wondered——

"Hey, why are you wearing such a youthful outfit today?"

Jiang Xun lowered his head to straighten his belt: "I have something to do."

"You have something to do, I can see it." Liu Kaiming nodded, his eyebrows brightened, "I was just curious what's the matter with you, and I didn't see you clean yourself up like this in the inter-school debate."

"Don't talk nonsense." Jiang Xun fastened his collar and patted Liu Kaiming on the back, "I dressed much better than this for the interschool debate, let's go."

He pinched his watch and walked downstairs to the dormitory, and saw Duan Yanzhe's car parked under the shade of a tree, occasionally a few students were looking at the car, wanting to see the owner.

Jiang Xun sighed, walked over, opened the car door, and was shocked by Duan Yanzhe's suit and leather shoes.

Although he usually wears suits and shirts, it's not like today. He seems to have carefully selected a tie and a pair of sleeve studs that he has never seen before.

Duan Yanzhe didn't speak, just smiled at him and looked him up and down.

"..." Jiang Xun said awkwardly, "Is it too late for me to go up and borrow a formal suit?"

"No, get in the car."

Jiang Xun thought he was going to take him to meet someone, but when he walked into the restaurant, the waiter led them to their seats, only to find that there were only Duan Yanzhe and him.

This French restaurant is very famous, and reservations are often not available at night, Jiang Xun sat down suspiciously, and listened to Duan Yanzhe whisper to the waiter: "It's ok."

The waiter smiled and walked away. Jiang Xunxuan looked around and couldn't help leaning forward: "What's wrong? Why is it so grand?"

Duan Yanzhe said, "It's fine if you think it's grand."

He didn't appear to be silent, but he seemed very calm, so Jiang Xun didn't say anything. When he was serious about eating appetizers, pasta, truffles, steaks, and finally dessert, Duan Yanzhe finally opened his mouth. ——

"Jiang Xun."

"Huh?" Jiang Xun looked up and found Duan Yanzhe walking beside him, holding a bouquet of roses that he didn't know where he conjured up.

Jiang Xun was stunned: "What—"

Duan Yanzhe was very calm: "Don't you even know Rose?"

"I know, but..."

"Marry me, can you consider it?"

"..."

Jiang Xun heard it, but felt that he must have heard it wrong. He stared at him blankly: "What do you mean?"

People around seemed to realize that this was an incredible confession scene, and some people looked sideways.

Duan Yanzhe stood there, still smiling, but the corners of his mouth were tense, which seemed a little unnatural.

Jiang Xun was afraid that he would make so many people look awkward, so he hurriedly hugged the flower: "You sit down first, and we will talk later."

His face was behind the rose, and it seemed to be a little pink. Duan Yanzhe returned to his seat and wanted to tidy up the tablecloth, but because his fingers were trembling so badly, he could only put his hands under the table.

Holding the bouquet of flowers, Jiang Xun was silent for a while, then raised his head: "Why? Are you in a hurry to get married?"

Duan Yanzhe stopped smiling, Jiang Xun stared at him, but he immediately looked away, lowered his head to play with his cufflinks, and said for a long time: "If you don't want to, you can pretend I didn't say it."

"I don't want to."

"..."

Jiang Xun was still holding the bouquet of flowers: "I'm not unwilling, and it's just the opposite."

"..." Duan Yanzhe raised his eyelids and looked at him carefully.

Jiang Xun said: "If there is anything that can help you, I will cooperate."

He felt that what he said should satisfy Duan Yanzhe, but for some reason, the last ray of light in Duan Yanzhe's eyes seemed to disappear, and he lowered his head again.

After a while, Jiang Xun heard his voice: "Yes, because my parents are always urging me to get married, and I can't find such a suitable candidate. After thinking about it, I think only you can help me, and get used to it with you." gone."

He brushed his hair back with his hands, and smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up. He was the usual cynical Duan Yanzhe again.

Jiang Xun had already guessed that this was the case, so he tried his best to smile and said, "Actually, you don't need to prepare so formally, you just need to give me a call."

"Whoever called to propose marriage, have you seen it?"

"It's not a real proposal." Jiang Xun blurted out, "Do we still need to make | love?"

"..."

Duan Yanzhe's face was completely dark, and his voice was completely cold: "No, of course not."

Without waiting for Jiang Xun to say anything, he took a sip from the red wine glass and said in an almost irritable tone, "It's my leisure to prepare. Maybe you don't care about the form, but I do."

"..." Jiang Xun was silent.

He stared down at the delicate cups, even after eating, there was no mess on the table, the soft roses, the red wine with the color of gems, and he listened to the faint sound of music coming from his ears.

Maybe Duan Yanzhe has been waiting for this occasion for a long time, he was going to give it to his sweetheart, but that person has not come, so I shouldn't pierce his futile deed.

Jiang Xun said nothing again.

After dinner, Duan Yanzhe walked in front, and Jiang Xun walked behind him holding the big bouquet of roses he gave him. Passing by other tables, the friendly guests all smiled, and Jiang Xun returned the smiles one by one.

Duan Yanzhe seemed to have lost the enthusiasm he had when he came here, and remained silent. When Jiang Xun walked to the door of the car and tried to get into the car with flowers in his arms, he finally said coldly: "Throw it away, it's very difficult to hold."

Jiang Xun felt that he seemed to be venting his anger on the flower, and said, "It's beautiful, why throw it away?"

Duan Yanzhe smiled, but that didn't seem to be called a smile: "You don't like it."

"Which one of your eyes doesn't like me?" Jiang Xun hugged the flower and directly stuck into the seat.

"..." After more than ten seconds, Duan Yanzhe came up. He scratched his nose, "It is said that if you cut it at an angle and put it in salt water, it can be kept for a while."

Jiang Xun's eyesight was dull just now, when he suddenly discovered that there was a card inside, which simply said: TOMYBELOVED.

Jiang Xun was in a complicated mood for a while, and couldn't help but said, "Duan Yanzhe."

"Ok?"

Duan Yanzhe fastened his seat belt and turned his head to look at him.

Jiang Xun looked at him, seeing his eyes illuminated by the street lights.

"No, it's nothing." Jiang Xun suddenly felt that Duan Yanzhe was also a little pitiful.

The bouquet of roses was very big, Jiang Xun carried him back to the dormitory building, and until he entered the dormitory, everything he passed caused commotion.

"Oh!" Liu Kaiming turned into a wolf and rushed over, showing fox-like eyes again, "What did I say! What did I say! Do you still dare to deny it? Let's recruit, which junior sister is this, or which senior sister?"

Wang Li was eating a piece of watermelon, when he accidentally dropped the melon on the table, he clapped his hand: "I was so surprised that I dropped the melon."

Zhao Feng lifted the curtain and exposed his head from the bed, very calm: "Does Jiang Xun not always have a girl to give something? It's not the first time I have received flowers. Every Boy's Day, birthday, don't you secretly put a few bouquets at the door?" , He stretched out his hand: "Come on, give someone a rose, with a lingering fragrance in your hand, your flower looks very expensive, it's good, give me some, I'll give it to my girlfriend tomorrow."

Usually Jiang Xun would give him a whole handful, but today he just took out 100 yuan from his pocket: "You can buy it, I can't give you these flowers."

"..."

Holding the flowers in his arms, he walked to his desk and began to search for a suitable container.

The remaining three people who fell into silence seemed to come to life again, and they sighed in unison tacitly: "Fuck!"

At 10:30 in the evening, Duan Yanzhe also entered the house. Ye Tingyi and Duan Yue were sitting in front of the TV. Ye Tingyi heard his voice and asked, "You're back?"

"Well, Dad, Mom."

Duan Yanzhe hung up his clothes, unbuttoned his cuff buttons, walked through the living room, and said naturally: "By the way, I succeeded in proposing to Jiang Xun today. It will depend on the date."

"..." Ye Tingyi stopped watching TV and sat up straight.

Duan Yue couldn't believe it: "What?"

Duan Yanzhe stood still: "I said I'm going to get married, don't you always rush me? Don't worry now, I think it will be done this year, preferably in September, the weather is good, and Jiang Xun has just started school, so it won't be too late. If you are busy, you can still invite your classmates."

Duan Yue still didn't react: "Who is Jiang Xun—?"

Ye Tingyi hurriedly waved his hand and winked at him, leaned over and whispered, "Didn't I tell you! He's just..."

Duan Yue listened for a long time before realizing who it was, and suddenly felt that it was ridiculous: "You got married without asking our opinion? Then you just get married and don't let the family decide."

Duan Yanzhe said: "He is very good and meets your requirements in every aspect."

Duan Yue was still angry: "I didn't say he was bad, I heard what your mother said. I just can't figure it out, how can you manage such a relationship if you care about him going to school?"

"..."

"Aren't you playing tricks on me? I can understand that he has such a good impression on you. Your eyes are high above the top, and you can fall in love with such a brat? You—"

"Okay, old Duan!" Ye Tingyi suddenly leaned into Duan Yue's ear and said a few words. Duan Yue's face froze, and he stopped talking with difficulty: "Forget it, if you want to end it, you will end it. I don't understand what you young people are doing."

Duan Yanzhe knew what Ye Tingyi was guessing, he neither admitted nor denied, just smiled: "Thank you, Mom and Dad, then I'll go upstairs."