I have been a royal these years

I didn't understand what Meng Shaoqing wanted to do, so I just obediently climbed into the pumpkin carriage.Most of the young masters from rich families are like this, they will find something to spend money to do when they are bored.I'm the playmate he can get without paying.It's an honor to think about it.

I got into the car and sat on the soft velvet cushions.There is a scented candle and a box of matches on the table.I picked up the matchbox, struck one, and lit the candle.

After blowing out the flame on the match, I suddenly felt like Hans Christian Andersen who told the story on TV when I was a child. The scented candles burning on the small table seemed to take me into the world of fairy tales at any time.

I don't understand.

Meng Shaoqing obviously liked "Harry Potter" in middle school, but why did he play "Andersen's Fairy Tales"?

It seems that he finally, like me, faced the fact that he was a Muggle who couldn't get into Hogwarts.

Meng Shaoqing seemed to be addicted to role-playing, closed the car door for me, and said, "We are ready to leave, Your Highness."

He learned equestrianism in junior high school and has excellent equestrian performance.He was riding a white horse now, and he was driving this heavy pumpkin carriage without any particular unfamiliarity or difficulty.It's just that at the beginning of the journey, I felt a slight bump in the carriage, but the rest of the journey was completely smooth.

I looked at the scenery outside from the car window, and Meng Shaoguang led me to wander in the hanging garden.Gradually, huge plant bonsai appeared all around, and flower-shaped candles of various shapes were placed on the ground, burning faintly.

I was in a daze, thinking that I had really entered the world of fairy tales.

I have to say that the administrator here has arranged the garden well.

When they came to the west side of the garden, the carriage stopped.

Meng Shaoguang got off his horse and opened the car door for me.

When I got down from the carriage, he held my hand like a prince serving some princess.

Speechless, why should I compare myself to a princess?

A burst of rich floral fragrance wrapped me like a veil.It makes my nose itchy.

The garden on the west side is arranged like an open-air greenhouse. Dutch tulips, Juliet roses, and Sri Lankan cactus, these precious flowers and plants that cost tens of thousands, are placed in clumps under the fence.What exudes is not only a moving fragrance, but also the breath of money.

But they are not the most eye-catching in the garden.

Among them stood a big cake that was at least two centimeters taller than me, standing there gracefully and beautifully like a bride in a white wedding dress.Every circle of cream is like her skirt, and the skirt goes around and around.

I seem to understand three or four points of the situation, and there are still six or seven points in the fog.

I kept the three or four points clear in my heart to be confused, put the six or seven points into my eyes, and looked at Meng Shaoguang.

"Today is your birthday." Meng Shaoguang said frankly.

He spent a lot of time and effort on such arranging, horses, carriages, flowers and big cakes, not for boring entertainment, but for my birthday?

Judging from his arrangement, it seems that this is indeed the case.

Why did he do this?

No matter what the reason is for Meng Shaoqing, I can't forget my principles for putting so much effort into my birthday.

I was actually a little volatile, but I pretended to be calm and said: "Didn't I say that my birthday will be celebrated only when it snows?"

Not long after I finished speaking, I felt a piece of cold softness fall from the top of my head.

Then, before my eyes, white stars appeared.

For the first time, I didn't think it was snowing.This city with a subtropical maritime monsoon climate cannot snow even in deep winter.What's more, the current winter is not so deep.

But the white star dots that gradually swayed, flew up, and melted when they fell on the back of my hand made me realize that the sky seemed to be really snowing.

I raised my head in surprise and doubt, and saw a large artificial snowfall machine on a tall tower in the distance.The shocking spray of snowflakes became gentle and gentle when they flew to the hanging garden.

"It's snowing." Meng Shaoqing stared into my eyes and said, "Happy birthday."

"..."

I am silent.Snowflakes fly here, dance in the air, and land on the ground.When countless snowflakes repeated this action, I remained silent.

I turned my palm over and held a piece of snow in my palm.I don't know whether it was because of the cold or the trembling lips, and finally opened: "Shao Qing, why are you doing these things for me?"

Facing this question, he acted as if he was very innocent: "Don't you know?"

do not you know?How could you not know such a simple thing?

He seemed to be asking me that.

I said, "I don't know."

He walked towards me, walked into my "social distance", almost to the point of "intimate distance".

When Meng Shaoqing was in high school, he used to talk about the difference between different distances between people in psychology class.Therefore, he controlled the distance between me and me to an ambiguous level within his consciousness.

He did it on purpose.

"I like to be with you at this distance the most. Although there are not many such opportunities." He looked straight into my eyes, "but this way, it is convenient for me to see your eyes."

I said:"……"

Meng Shaoqing's words pierced my silence: "Jianming, I know you like boys. For a long time, I have been wanting to ask you... What do you think of me?"

My heart skipped a beat and I said, "Shao Qing, you are excellent, I am not good enough for you."

Meng Shaoqing smiled faintly: "Jianming, you are an angel-like existence. I want to say what you said later."