Mint Flower Sea + Fanwai

The lights in the room were turned off by Jing Xuan, leaving only the flickering candles on the cake burning faintly.Wen He didn't know how others would react to the surprise carefully prepared by her beloved, she only felt that her heart was illuminated by the faint candlelight, warm and harmonious, and also shy at a loss.He took a deep breath, closed his eyes facing the candlelight, and recited silently.After making the wish, Wen He raised her head, her warm and watery black eyes fluttered and flickered in the candlelight, her thin lips moved slightly, and said sincerely: "Jing Xuan, I am very happy. Thank you."

The author has something to say: Three more!It is not easy to write 500 words in an hour. . .

☆、Chapter 38

For Jingxuan, hotels and hotels are always just public places.For special dinners such as birthdays and anniversaries, she likes to have them in her residence.She didn't have a seat in the hotel in her mind at all, and following the concepts of candlelight, steak, violin, and rose petals, she was more inclined to accumulate bits and pieces of romance in ordinary life, rather than the self-righteous grandeur. With ostentation and oppression.

After making a wish, turning on the light, Jing Xuan gave the gift to Wen He, and said awkwardly: "I saw it in a gift shop, and I think it suits you." She was ashamed to say that it was specially bought for her, just like her I'm sorry to say that she chose the cake for a long time, but she went to the Yanyang Hotel to ask the chef to cook the dinner herself.The current relationship between her and Wen He is not a lover, not a friend, and it is not just a company director and general manager. She feels that if she talks about it a little more, it will appear very hypocritical and very. . .

Wen He took a clear look at Jing Xuan. After she decided to pursue Jing Xuan, her sensitivity to feelings has increased a lot recently. This is a progress worth celebrating.Carefully unpack the package, open the exquisite box, take out the pen, put it in front of your eyes and stare at it for a while, Wen He put it aside and said, "Thank you, I like it very much."

This is the second thank you tonight. It is different from the previous thank you, which is purely used as a polite expression, and it is completely from the bottom of my heart.

Seeing that she accepted it, Jing Xuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.The two sat down at the table and finished the meal.

There was no exchange of words during the whole meal.The atmosphere has always been very strange, feeling that there is nothing suitable to say. Jing Xuan thought for a while but couldn't think of anything to say. It seems that her ability to find topics is getting worse and worse, and she has returned to the Jurassic era.Wen He sipped the food in front of him, occasionally wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin, good dining etiquette, so elegant that he couldn't fault it.

After it was over, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.In the nearly three hours of getting along, the conversations between the two people came and went, and there were not many words in total.

They said good night to each other at the door, Jing Xuan went back to Jing's house, and Wen He went to Yuyaohua Garden.It's like a grand, grand and fascinating opera. During the performance, the audience entered one after another, with hidden expectations in their hearts. When the performance ended, they recollected each other, lingering in their hearts, but they didn't know how to tell each other.Because there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand audiences, and no one is sure whether their thoughts are the same.They carefully cherish this rare relationship.

The three-day wait was long and tormenting for Jingxuan. She didn't know what kind of complicated feelings she was carrying, and she couldn't tell what kind of expectation she had for the result.She hopes that Wen He can be happy, but when there is a seemingly invisible crack in the happiness she thought, she also hopes that this crack can become real, and then enlarge, enlarge, and enlarge again, and finally become a gap Separate the two of them.However, if this gap really appeared and they separated, what would happen afterwards?What is she going to do?

She didn't want to think about it anymore, she was afraid that she would not be able to bear it and leaned in front of Wen He again, trying to be with her like in the beginning.She couldn't stand herself like this, her self-esteem couldn't stand it, and she was even more afraid of being abandoned again.Wen He is a very rational woman, she was deeply fascinated by this rationality at first, but now, after being hurt once, she is afraid.

Therefore, she didn't want that gap to really appear, that woman had better be Yan Liyang's sister or something.However, this is very uncomfortable.Thinking about it, there is a feeling of boredom.

Jing Xuan scratched his hair and asked himself: "Do you love her?"

Answer without hesitation: "Love!"

Ask: "Is there a little less than before?"

A decisive answer: "No."

Continue to ask: "So, like this, do you want to be with her?"

There is no answer.

That's it, she still loves her, just like at the beginning, pure and free of impurities, every time I see her, the frequency of my heartbeat will be different, and there will be a melody called love, every time I think of that name, my soul seems to be drawn The other end of the thread was firmly held in Wen He's hand, and he couldn't stop pulling it no matter what.But even so, she didn't want to be with her.Watching from afar, guarding silently, watching her with a faint smile, watching her succeed in her career, standing at a distance not too close, witnessing every important moment of her, not a friend, not a lover, but She is the most special person.Jing Xuan thinks this is very good, very safe, there will be no harm, and there will be no betrayal.

How did this happen?Obviously love deeply, but don't want to get it.Maybe it was the three-year journey, seeing all kinds of scenes, meeting people of various styles, the experience accumulated and covered up the desire, or maybe the feeling of giving up was too painful, and she didn't want to try it a second time.