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Lin Zifeng hadn't touched cigarettes for a long time, and Liao Jinze wouldn't let him smoke. Now that he smoked one, he hooked up his addiction to cigarettes, and the pack of cigarettes soon emptied.

Ye wanted to take him out to play, Lin Zifeng didn't want to move, he played games in front of the computer, smoked cigarettes, the rune that Liao Jinze melted for him hadn't come back yet, the third year of high school was very busy, and he didn't have much time to play.

The cigarettes were gone, Lin Zifeng put on his coat and went downstairs to buy a pack, after going out he didn't really want to go back, Qiao Yue went back to America, Liang Rong was tired of being with Wang Jin all day long, Wang Zheng disappeared as soon as the holiday came .

Holding a cigarette in his hand, he walked around the neighborhood and went back upstairs.

Liang Rong was lying on the sofa, and Wang Jin was doing homework next to him. Liang Rong sat up bored and put his hands on her notebook. Wang Jin glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing to do, so boring."

Wang Jin took the notebook out of his hand and continued writing in another place. Liang Rong fell to the other side of the sofa again, "I feel like a salted fish now."

"Ah."

"You don't love me anymore." Liang Rong said, Wang Jin ignored him, and Liang Rong repeated it over and over again, Wang Jin was so tortured by him that he really lost his temper, and said, "Love, don't bother."

"Perfunctory me."

Wang Jin raised his eyes and glanced at him, Liang Rong obediently shut his mouth.

"It's great that you can be with me." Liang Rong leaned over to her and kissed her lightly on the face, then begged Wang Jin for a kiss.

"It's good that you like me."

Liang Rong smiled brightly, this was the first love words that Wang Jin said besides love.

Bai Lang went to the Taekwondo Hall to continue to be a coach. Before he got involved with Wen Qu, he wanted to be a coach. Yang Sheng would come to him every day, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. He lived a peaceful life.

Liao Jinze left City A and was sent abroad by his father. He missed Lin Zifeng and wanted to see him very much, but his father had arranged many guards around the house where he lived, so he couldn't escape at all, and he didn't have any money on him.

Liao Jinze knew that Lin Zifeng must be very disappointed now, he wanted to go back to find him, stroked his brows and eyes, and said to him, "I love you."

The three words "Lin Zifeng" had already been engraved on his chest, and every stroke that was erased was painful.

Liao Jinze found a pen and paper in the house, and began to write the first letter, June 6, the seventh day after leaving you, I miss you very much.

Three years passed quickly, and Lin Zhi dragged his connections to help Qiao Yue hold an exhibition, which was regarded as his graduation ceremony.

Qiao Yue was so busy working on this exhibition these days that he didn't even have time to answer Wen Qu's phone calls. He said good night to Wen Qu when he was sleeping at night, and then fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

Two hours before the start of the exhibition, the little assistant came in with a box. Qiao Yue glanced at it and then squinted, "What did you take?"

"I don't know, someone asked me to bring it to you."

Qiao Yue took it over, opened the lid and glanced at it casually, but couldn't move his eyes away when he saw the things inside. These were the works he designed in high school, and Qiao Yue took out one of them and looked at it carefully. Then, he asked the assistant standing opposite, "Where is the person who delivered the things?"

"He said he would attend the exhibition later, and he also said." The assistant said, his cheeks flushed slightly, "You are his ideal."

"The person I like is a respectful person." Qiao Yue suddenly remembered this sentence, and Qiao Yue handed the box to the assistant, "Take off the pair of wedding rings and put these in."

"This..." the assistant said in embarrassment, "Then there will be no love theme."

"Change love into youth, hurry up." Qiao Yue urged, "By the way, put those two rings in the box."

The assistant wanted to say something else, but Qiao Yue glanced at her, "I'm useful, you go."

The assistant said nothing, took the box and left.

After the exhibition, there will be an auction, but all the money will be donated, which can be regarded as raising Qiao Yue's reputation.

The assistant looked at the items in the box. These works are not as exquisite as the pair of wedding rings. They can only barely catch the eye. They should be Qiao Yue's early designs. Who is that man? Did he know him before?

The assistant suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Qiao Yue has a lover in China. Could it be that person?

Before the exhibition started, Qiao Yue drove away, leaving the assistant to greet him alone. Qiao Yue's reputation is not too great, and there are not too many people who come, so he can be busy alone.

Wen Qu walked to the assistant and asked, "Where's Qiao Yue?"

The assistant saw that it was the person who delivered the things just now, and said, "He went out, what can I do with him?"

"En." Wen Qu responded, and then asked, "Didn't Qiao Yue design a pair of wedding rings? Where are they?"

The assistant kept an eye out, put on a puzzled look, and thought for a while, "A wedding ring? It seems that it didn't fit in the end, so I didn't make it."

Wen Qu nodded, Qiao Yue only told him that he wanted to make a pair of wedding rings, but it seems that he didn't make it.

Another man walked up to the assistant and handed her his business card, "Hi, I'm the manager of Times Jewelry Company, and I would like to ask if Joe has any intention of long-term cooperation with the company."

"I'm sorry about this. Joe plans to develop himself for a few years. After all, he will be influenced by other people when he enters the company." The assistant obviously guessed this situation a long time ago, and had already thought of the words.

"Of course, these should be considered, but our company will not influence the designer's thinking, he has absolute freedom."

The assistant smiled and shook his head, "I'm sorry." The manager walked away regretfully.

Before the auction started, Qiao Yue gave a speech, but he hasn't come back yet. His assistant called him a few times, and he said he would be there soon.

The assistant came to the stage and said a few words, ready to say, "The auction has begun." Qiao Yue came out from the backstage, holding a bouquet of roses.

The assistant glanced at him and changed into a very formal suit. Qiao Yue walked to the front of the podium, bent slightly, and cleared his throat, "I'm Joe. First of all, thank you for coming to this exhibition."

There was a patter of applause from the audience.

Qiao Yue cast his eyes on Wen Qu, "Secondly, this is my first exhibition, which is special to me, so I would like to say a few words to my lover here.

I am very grateful for the two encounters with you in my life. The first time, I missed you for five years, and this time, I will miss you forever.

I don't know how to talk about love, unlike you, I can do it at my fingertips, and I have a bad temper. In the five years we have been together, you have been accommodating me and coaxing me. I have never met a better person than you. In the future I won't meet anyone more suitable than you, so. "

As Qiao Yue spoke, he walked up to Wen Qu, knelt down on one knee and held up the rose, "Will you marry me, or rather, will you marry me?"

The audience was silent, Wen Qu was stunned for three seconds, and took the rose, "Yes, marriage is fine."

Qiao Yue held Wen Qu's left hand in his hand, brought the ring to his ring finger, and planted a reverent kiss on the back of his hand.

"Wen Qu, this is the best touch I can think of, I love you."

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