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"Qinxin, I am happy with you." Jiang Zisu broke off a flower and handed it to Song Zhixin, with warm eyes and a faint smile.

The same words made Song Zhixin feel a little dazed, but he didn't have the heartbeat of the former. Thinking of the tenderness in Gu Wuyi's eyes, Song Zhixin looked into Zhao Mingwei's eyes and didn't reply.

Gu Wuyi saw that Song Zhixin hadn't come back for a long time, so he followed out worriedly. Hearing Zhao Mingwei's words, he didn't continue to go forward by mistake. He looked at the two at the corner and wanted to hear what Song Zhixin would say.

Gu Wuyi didn't realize how fast his heart was beating at this moment, and completely lost his usual calmness. Seeing that Song Zhixin didn't refuse, but accepted the flower instead, his face turned pale.

Clenching his hands into fists, he wanted to rush forward but couldn't find a reason, and he refused to leave, so he stood there like that, wanting to hear Song Zhixin refuse.

"Brother Mingwei, do you really want to marry me?" Song Zhixin's tone was filled with surprise and cautiousness, completely shattering Gu Wuyi's expectations.

Gu Wuyi leaned against the pillar and listened to Song Zhixin talking about his inner joy, but he didn't see her pale face. Looking back, he only saw Zhao Mingwei holding Song Zhixin in his arms, walking on the way out of the garden.

"Sister Song, why are you bothering?" Seeing Gu Wuyi turn around and leave, Zhao Mingwei helped Song Zhixin back to the room, and sighed helplessly as he watched her.

A few days later, Zhao Mingwei called a matchmaker, went to the Song family to propose a marriage, and asked Song Zhixin for her opinion. After finding out that she was also satisfied, Song Confucianism laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. , because Zhao Mingwei's parents had long since passed away, so it was decided by Song Confucian scholars.

Song Zhixin also came during the application period, and found that Gu Wuyi was not there, and felt a little lucky, sitting there watching Song Rusheng and Xie Yun discuss the auspicious day.

"Hey Yuner, tell me, how is your day?"

"Oh, no, no, it's too early, it seems like I'm in a hurry, that's my precious girl."

"How about this day, um, it's a good day and I have more time to accompany me." Song Confucian touched his chin, as if he was very satisfied with this date, and his whole body was filled with joy.

Song Zhixin has always known that Song Confucianism has put a lot of effort into himself. He is afraid that he will not marry him if he cannot accept his remarriage. He is afraid that he will always find expensive things to make up for himself if he is injured or sick. No matter how unreasonable the request is, he will Find ways to satisfy yourself.

This is also the reason why Song Zhixin has never dared to express her heart to Gu Wuyi. She can ignore other people, but she cannot ignore Song Confucianism. He has paid too much for himself. It should have fulfilled his wish.

Song Zhixin held back her tears and looked away, she was afraid that she would cry if she looked at it for a second longer.

"Qinxin, what do you think of June [-]th? It's a good day." Confucian Song looked up with a smile, and found the tears in Song Zhixin's eyes, got up and walked over, stroking Song Zhixin's hair.

"You child, this is a good thing. Why are you crying?" Song Rusheng said, but his eyes were red. Ah Qing would be so happy to see her daughter get married.

"Father, I can't bear you." When she knew her life was not long, Song Zhixin didn't cry, fearing that Song Confucian and Gu Wuyi would be sad when they found out, so Song Zhixin used this embrace to cry out the depression and reluctance of many days, Xie Yun's eyes were also red.

"Okay, I'm going to get married, and I'm still like a child." Song Confucian patted Song Zhixin on the back, his thoughts were full of thoughts for a while, and he didn't feel emotional anymore, and handed Song Zhixin the brochure on the table. "How is it? It's a good day, isn't it?"

"No, it's too late." Song Zhixin's eyes were clouded with tears, and when he saw the time Song Confucian pointed out, he immediately retorted.

June [-]th, there is still more than a month, and I am too late.

"Hey, look, this is really a girl who doesn't want to stay in college..." Song Rusheng looked at Xie Yun and laughed out loud. Seeing that Song Zhixin lowered her head, she thought she was shy and didn't notice her. The mood is wrong.

"Okay, whatever time you say, it's that time." Zhao Mingwei sat on the side, instantly understood Song Zhixin's meaning, and smiled.

Seeing that Zhao Mingwei followed Song Zhixin and smiled at Song Zhixin, Song Rusheng was still satisfied with Zhao Mingwei's actions, and even more satisfied with this son-in-law.

Asking Xie Yun to tell the servants the good news, Song Zhixin talked to Zhao Mingwei about his future development, and when he learned that he was going to Baixi City, he frowned, but didn't say anything, let Song Zhixin relax Take a breath.

"Aunt Xie, you seem to be very happy?" Gu Wuyi hadn't seen Song Zhixin for a long time since seeing Zhao Mingwei and Gu Wuyi talking and laughing in the garden that day.

One is that Zhao Mingwei often comes to ask Song Zhixin out, but he never sees him, and the other is that he doesn't know how to face Song Zhixin, whether to question him or ask her to explain?It seems that I have no qualifications.

"Three days later, Zhixin will get married." Xie Yun's inner joy was not fake, but the look in his eyes was also true. The emotion that Gu Wuyi showed when he brought Song Zhixin back last time was shocking.

These few days have been staying in the room, only going out in the dead of night, even though the servants are discussing, Gu Wuyi has not heard any news.

Gu Wuyi's pupils shrank, as if he was very surprised by the news, and a cold smile flashed on the corner of his mouth: "Very good, I have to congratulate Sister Song."

Xie Yun didn't miss the powerlessness in Gu Wuyi's eyes. Although it was a pity, she still didn't want Song Zhixin to go on the road of no return. After thinking about it, she seemed to sigh inadvertently: "I heard that He Zhixin from the Zhao family is a childhood sweetheart. Now she If you want to marry Zhao Mingwei, maybe you have seen your own feelings clearly."

That's right, how could such a kind person like Zhixin have the heart to reject herself? Isn't her reaction to Zhao Mingwei that day the answer she gave herself?Gu Wuyi knew that Song Zhixin saw her that day, she was waiting, waiting for Song Zhixin to come over, and told herself in a soft voice, the person she likes herself.

Gu Wuyi thought about going to Song Zhixin, but her reaction that day made Gu Wuyi dare not take another step, for fear of hearing the rejection directly from Song Zhixin.

Now, what is there to hope for?

"Intimate, I am pleased with you."

"I know you may not have any feelings for me now, and you don't need to answer me in a hurry, we still have a long time anyway."

"I will stay with you until you like me. Or, you don't need me anymore and meet someone you like."

Gu Wuyi lay down on the roof until the stars were low.Recalling the previous scenes in his mind, he finally fixed on the scene of confessing to Song Zhixin.

Perhaps, Song Zhixin no longer needed herself.

Gu Wuyi is not the kind of person who likes to pester, but he didn't listen to Song Zhixin's answer himself, and still didn't want to give up, so he got up and patted the dust, looking at the light in Song Zhixin's room, Gu Wuyi jumped off the roof, Standing in front of Song Zhixin's door, he knocked on the door and called Song Zhixin.

"Ah, wait." Song Zhixin got up, dried her body in a hurry, then put on a coat, and opened the door for Gu Wuyi.

Song Zhixin's hair was still wet, and the already thin underwear could not cover the scenery inside. Seeing her like this, Gu Wuyi understood what she was doing just now, frowned, and said in a bad tone: "Why don't you open the door after you deal with it?" ?” What to do if you catch a cold.

"Sister Gu, come in first." Hearing this indifferent tone, Song Zhixin just thought it was Gu Wuyi who was hurt, a little disappointed and a little lucky, he stood aside and let the door come in.

Going in, Gu Wuyi took a towel and wiped Song Zhixin's hair with ease. He didn't say a word. After his hair dried, he went to the bedside to get a coat.

Putting the coat on Song Zhixin's back, Gu Wuyi closed his eyes, wrapped his hands around Song Zhixin's waist, leaned over and put his lips next to Song Zhixin's ear, and asked gently.

"Why did you suddenly say you were going to get married?"

One sentence awakened Song Zhixin who was drowning in warmth, his chest was full of blood, Song Zhixin gritted his teeth to resist the desire to cough out loud, grasped and loosened his hands, and found a comfortable position in Gu Wuyi's arms as usual , said in a natural tone:

"Because Brother Mingwei is going to develop in Baixi City soon, and the time is tight."

When talking about Zhao Mingwei, he raised his tone, as if he liked the whole person very much, Gu Wuyi wondered if Song Zhixin's eyes were shining with light.

"Are you willing to marry Zhao Mingwei?" Gu Wuyi pressed Song Zhixin's shoulder, made her turn around, looked her in the eyes, and asked seriously.

"Yes." Song Zhixin didn't hide or dodge, and looked back at Gu Wuyi seriously, his eyes didn't flicker.

Gu Wuyi felt bitter in his heart, but he still didn't want to give up, he opened and closed his lips for a long time, and asked, "Then did you ever like me."

"Sister Gu." Song Zhixin pushed away Gu Wuyi's hand, then looked up at the tall and beautiful woman in front of her, curved her lips and smiled, she was extremely beautiful.What he said completely shattered the expectations in Gu Wuyi's heart.

"I thought it was liking."

"Later I found out that it wasn't, it was just an illusion produced by the first love."

"I'm sorry, Sister Gu, I have caused you trouble, but I found that only when I face Brother Mingwei will my heart beat faster, and the feeling is different from being with you."

Song Zhixin got up, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Gu Wuyi's lips softly, but there was no shyness on his face, only calmness.

Gu Wuyi didn't interrupt Song Zhixin's words, nor did he reject her action, but when Song Zhixin retreated, he lowered his head and listened to Song Zhixin's heartbeat.

"Sister Gu, you will meet better people, regardless of gender, but I still like that you meet a good man, you can rely on."

I am indeed selfish and cruel, I give you hope, but I don't want you to be so gentle and tender to another woman in the future.

"You..." Gu Wuyi closed her eyes to hide the tears in her eyes, she wanted to ask if she was a man, would she be willing to marry herself.Listening to Song Zhixin's steady heartbeat, he finally said shyly, "Is there anything else you want?"

"I want Elder Sister Gu to carve another puppet for me, which looks like you." Song Zhixin took a step back, afraid that Gu Wuyi would lose control of his heart if he stayed for a second longer, but Gu Wuyi misunderstood him. Don't want to be with her for a moment.

Gu Wuyi smiled far-fetchedly, grabbed Song Zhixin's hand and refused to let go, looked into Song Zhixin's eyes, saw that she was dodging a little, and explained: "I want to see what I look like in your eyes of."

Gu Wuyi looked at it seriously until his eyes became astringent, as if his last entrustment and nostalgia for Song Zhixin, but in the end he was powerless to let go of his hands, turned and left.

You can no longer see me from your eyes, only see the soul that has no sustenance, as silent and nameless as before I met you.

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