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"There are three last steps, be careful."

Qiao Zhihuan nodded: "Okay."

He tentatively raised his footsteps and stepped on the edge of the steps, making the sound of stepping on steel.

The field of vision was pitch black, Qiao Zhihuan was blindfolded, and Ye Cike led her forward.

"The last level. Wait."

Qiao Zhihuan stood in the same place as he said, and suddenly his whole body lightened. He subconsciously grabbed Ye Cike's strong shoulders, let him hold him, and walked against the wind for an unknown distance before being put down again.

The wind was so strong that it almost tore through the neckline of the cuffs, blowing the forearms cold.

Ye Cike pulled his shoulders and made him face the cold wind.

"What are you planning?" Qiao Zhi asked him with a smile.

"There are still more than ten seconds." Ye Cike finished answering, and waited quietly for a while, "...It's time."

The soft cloth covering his eyes was gently removed, and Qiao Zhihuan took a big step back as soon as he saw the scene in front of him clearly—he actually stood on a tower hundreds of meters high overlooking the entire city.

Buildings are cleverly arranged toys, and cars are like miniature boxes, shuttling through the city with high beams as big as stars.

The whole city was pitch black, like sleeping.

There was a commotion among the crowd on the ground far away, and someone shouted the countdown: "Ten! Nine! Eight..."

Because the distance was too far, all the noise seemed to be separated by a layer of solid ice, and he could not hear clearly, but it felt more strange. He felt that God probably viewed people from this perspective.

"...Two! One!"

With the last countdown, the light began to ignite from the edge of the city, and rushed straight to the center of the city along the eight avenues.

In just a few seconds, the whole city was covered with flowers made of warm lamps.

The crowd on the ground cheered, and then, the lights of different blocks flickered, and Qiao Zhihuan remembered it. He heard the radio in the morning that it seemed to be some kind of festival today, and the whole city had an 8-minute light show.

And the position of the high tower he was standing on was just right, and he could have a panoramic view of all the scenery.

The warmth of the world lit up Qiao Zhihuan's eyes, and he unconsciously smiled: "Ms. Ye is paying attention."

Qiao Zhihuan turned her head, but the smile on her face froze slightly.

Ye Cike stood leaning against the railing, the night wind made him melancholy, and the distant lights gave him an ethereal light.

He raised his eyelashes slightly, and the wind around him became milder.

Ye Cike seemed very nervous, his eyes dodged, but his chest heaved violently. After taking a few deep breaths, he whispered, "Huanhuan."

Qiao Zhihuan responded softly, and took a small step towards him, who knew that this made Ye Cike even more tense. He wanted to take something out of his pocket, but tried two or three times in a hurry, but he couldn't do it.

Qiao Zhihuan looked at him curiously. Teacher Ye was so flustered sometimes.

He gently grabbed Ye Cike's wrist: "I'll help you."

The moment Qiao Zhihuan touched the things in his pocket, Qiao Zhihuan's expression froze slightly.

Soft sheepskin texture, like a cube box.

The box is not big, and he easily hooked it out with his fingertips. This is Stardiv's jewelry box. Judging from the size, it should be small things like earrings and collar flowers.

"For me?" Qiao Zhihuan was about to open it, but Ye Cike snatched the box away, "I have to open this one."

The box looked even more chic in his big hands, Ye Cike held his breath, and carefully opened the top cover.

The beautiful flame dazzled Qiao Zhihuan's eyes, he glanced down, and suddenly smiled: "Why did you give me your cufflinks?"

"Cufflinks?"

Ye Cike was a little surprised and turned the box. On the black velvet base, a pair of sparkling...

Black diamond cufflinks.

How can this be?It was obviously a ring that he wore on his body before departure.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Qiao Zhihuan buttoned the box, held it in the palm of his hand, and took the initiative to embrace Ye Cike's shoulder: "The cufflinks are also pretty good, I like it very much. Look, Teacher Ye, the light show is almost over."

Ye Cike lowered his head, feeling indescribably depressed.

Ye Cike watched this light show absent-mindedly. As soon as he got home, he went straight to the cloakroom.

Qiao Zhihuan followed into the cloakroom, and saw that the jewelry layer was pulled open, and the island of the cloakroom was filled with jewelry boxes, with the lids all opened.

He knocked on the door frame: "what's the matter? Are you all right?"

Ye Cike stopped, raised his head and asked, "Did someone change the order of the jewelry layers?"

As soon as he asked Qiao Zhihuan, he remembered that the aunt Wei Ling appealed to came a few days ago, and even cleaned up here: "It should be the aunt who cleaned it up."

"...No wonder."

Kacha, one of the small boxes just opened the slit. Ye Cike caught a glimpse of the contents inside, and he was obviously relieved. Before the lid was opened, he immediately closed it.

He finally settled down and rearranged the jewelry boxes in his own order.

Qiao Zhihuan watched his movements, and remembered the time when he confused the incense stone with the water cup, and suddenly made a bold deduction: "Mr. Ye, you... don't tell each kind of thing by the position it's placed in?" ?”

The slender fingers resting on the jewelry box froze almost imperceptibly, Ye Cike lowered his head and smiled gently: "How is that possible."

He cleaned up the island, walked over and patted Qiao Zhihuan's head: "It's getting late, I'll get you some hot water."

Ye Cike took his shoulders and left the cloakroom. Before going out, Qiao Zhihuan turned around and glanced at the island in doubt.

The concert is coming soon, and the next schedule will be very busy. Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike discussed that before work starts, they will go to the hospital to visit Ye Cike's mother.

The two of them specially bought the books that Ye Xinyi loved to eat and read, and Ye Cike also specially brought a folding reading stand so that she could read while lying down.

"She has a back injury from dancing practice." On the way, Ye Cike told Qiao Zhihuan, "When she met my father, she actually had a serious back injury. After having me, she completely injured her lumbar spine. She has been receiving conservative treatment until now. At the beginning of this year, it deteriorated so badly that I had to undergo surgery."

"The doctor said that the damage to the spine is almost irreversible. After the operation, I have to lie still for half a year. The prognosis is not too optimistic."

Ye Cike lowered his gaze, and Qiao Zhihuan immediately covered his hand.

The two arrived at the hospital with big bags and small bags. When they entered the ward, there was no one there.

Ye Xinyi still had to lie down at this time, and he couldn't go far without anyone taking care of him. Ye Cike hurriedly put down the things he brought, and was just about to go to the nurse's island to ask where he was, when he heard a burst of chatter and laughter from the door of the ward , Ye Xinyi entered the door together with a little nurse in pink.

Qiao Zhihuan had seen a picture of Ye Xinyi when she was at Alijie's house. At that time, she had long black hair, was gentle and pleasant, and had a very outstanding temperament.

More than 20 years have passed, and her current appearance is still almost the same as the photo. If she is said to be Ye Cike's sister, some people may believe her.

"Ci Ke." Ye Xinyi suddenly saw his son, his eyes lit up, and then his eyes fell on Qiao Zhihuan, but he talked to Ye Cike, "When did you come?"

The little nurse beside her blushed excitedly when she saw Qiao Zhihuan: "Ah, this is, this is!"

Ye Cike hurriedly turned around and led the person forward, Qiao Zhihuan also extended his hand generously: "Hello, Auntie, I'm Qiao Zhihuan."

After speaking, he smiled at the little nurse at the side as a greeting.

"She knows who you are." Ye Cike said.

"That's right." The little nurse beamed with joy, "Auntie Ye liked you very much after watching "Mad Fairy"! She analyzed your dance for us segment by segment, and asked all our departments to vote for you! "

She gave Ye Xinyi a mischievous smile: "Aunt Ye, this is a fan meeting."

Although the little nurse said so, it was the first time Qiao Zhihuan saw Ye Xinyi, so she just smiled cautiously.

Ye Xinyi took advantage of the situation and half-joked: "My idol is here, you all stay away, I want to talk to him alone."

As he spoke, he held Qiao Zhihuan's wrist and pulled him inside.

Ye Cike didn't understand his mother's intentions, just as he was about to follow, Ye Xinyi immediately glanced at him.

He didn't advance, but he didn't retreat either, standing in the doorway, worried.

Noticing Ye Cike's movements, Qiao Zhihuan turned to comfort him: "You go out first, it's fine."

Ye Cike nodded slowly: "I'm right at the door."

The ward is decorated warmly, with a beige sofa in front of the window, and a bouquet of magnolias inserted on the coffee table beside the sofa.

Ye Xinyi wanted to pull him to sit on the sofa, but Qiao Zhihuan stopped him and said, "Auntie, is your back okay? Why don't you lie down, rest is important."

Ye Xinyi smiled and said, "He also knows how to love others."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Xinyi was clearly aware of the relationship between the two of them.

However, Qiao Zhihuan was not sure about her attitude, so he didn't answer, and only suggested that she should lie down better.

"I'm fine. I'm recovering very well. It's almost becoming a representative case of my attending physician." Ye Xinyi pulled him to sit on the sofa, "Let me take a good look."

Amber eyes stared at him, and Qiao Zhihuan lowered her head unconsciously.

"It's really good-looking. Even better than on TV." Ye Xinyi looked at him gently.

"What she said just now is not an exaggeration at all. Ci Ke participated in that show. I was bored and followed to watch, but I fell in love with you at first sight. Your first stage... danced so well that others couldn't understand it, but I watched it I understand. My child, you must have suffered a lot behind your back."

"It's okay." Qiao Zhihuan said politely, "Everyone is like this."

Ye Xinyi gently covered the back of his hand: "You dance so well and are so humble, it's no wonder Ci Ke likes you."

Qiao Zhihuan lowered her head and said nothing.

"I found out that Ci Ke was wrong on the first stage. Maybe you didn't know it. When you were dancing, Ci Ke was staring at you closely. I knew that look in his eyes. This silly boy is completely screwed."

Qiao Zhihuan's ears felt hot when he heard it. It's not that he didn't notice Ye Cike's eyes looking at him, but at that time, he thought the eyes were just curious.

Ye Xinyi's tone lowered: "...It's hard work being with Ci Ke."

Qiao Zhihuan raised her head in surprise: "No. He actually treated me very well."

"That's not what I said. I'm not sure if Ci Ke told you..."

Ye Xinyi was silent for a long time, and finally said: "He is very involved, and when the inspiration bursts out, there will be some problems. There is a concept in cognitive psychology called visual representation, which means that what you see will resurface in your mind Refactoring, like now you can imagine what an apple looks like, it’s cyan, it’s got a bite in the upper right corner...it’s easy, isn’t it?”

"But it is difficult for Ci Ke." Ye Xinyi said, "It's not that he can't see clearly, nor can he distinguish clearly, but after he falls into creation, the visual appearance will take over the field of vision for a short time-everyone is like this, ordinary people When painting, he always thinks about the appearance of the finished product—every time, his cognition will fall into a kind of disorder. For example, when we look at an apple, it is an apple, but when Ci Ke looks at an apple, it may be decomposed into color blocks The lines may melt the whole picture, and you may see even more terrifying nightmares."

Qiao Zhihuan suddenly thought of "Limbo", and remembered that Ali Jie said that others were surprised by watching "Limbo", but she only felt distressed.

Also that day, when my aunt moved the order of jewelry at home, Ye Cike took the cufflinks by mistake—he obviously distinguished different items according to their positions.

Qiao Zhihuan tentatively asked, "Is Teacher Ye's obsessive-compulsive disorder related to this?"

Ye Xinyi nodded: "I took him to see a doctor when he was very young. At first, he was ignorant and didn't know what was going on. Later, I remembered that it was his fourth birthday. After he came back, he didn't say a word, and kept hiding in the bedroom. I thought he was in a bad mood, so I left him alone for a while, until I heard a loud bang, and hurried over, Ci Ke fell among a large pile of brushes, saw me coming, and panicked to put it on the ground mess."

"... Later I asked and found out that he wanted to number all his things and put them in order, so that no matter whether he could tell them apart, things were still in order. I sat on the ground and helped him pick up his paintbrushes, pick them up Picking it up, I wondered what he should do in the future, how he should live in the next few decades, and I couldn't help crying. Ci Ke... He comforted me in turn, saying, "Mommy, trust me, I can be with you." Live as well as anyone else.'”

"Ci Ke is very sensible. He has been very sensible since he was a child."

Ye Xinyi's eyes were slightly red, Qiao Zhihuan patted her on the back reassuringly, and she immediately raised her eyes gently: "I think you are also a sensible child."

Qiao Zhihuan accompanied her, and waited until she was in a stable mood before saying, "Ms. Ye is doing well now. In fact, if you don't say it out loud, most people won't notice the difference."

"Besides, I don't think it's a disease. After listening to you today, I understand why "Limbo" was born... To be able to create such a dazzling dance drama, it is not so much a disease as it is a kind of... He paused, "Talent."

Ye Xinyi suddenly took a careful look at him.

"Yes, that's talent." Qiao Zhi laughed happily, "I've never seen anyone more talented than him."

Ye Xinyi looked at him constantly, and unconsciously clenched his hand, "Huanhuan." Qiao Zhihuan hummed.

"You know, I took Cike to see various doctors before, and we all thought it was a cognitive problem. Only Lori and his father firmly believed that it was a talent."

"He always had a big smile and said, 'It took me more than ten years to learn to deconstruct, my son was born with it, what a genius!'"

A shallow smile slowly came to Ye Xinyi's lips: "It seems that Ci Ke really found the right person."

Starting from this accidental coincidence, the two chatted more and more, and almost an hour passed.

But Ye Cike outside the door didn't know what they were talking about, and turned around anxiously. Ye Xinyi saw him glance through the peep window every now and then, and teased Qiao Zhihuan, "I have never seen him so restless." angry look".

Ye Cike became more anxious, but Ye Xinyi found it interesting, and deliberately dragged the time to tease him.

In the end, Ye Cike couldn't wait any longer, so he pushed open the door. Ye Xinyi asked Qiao Zhihuan to "cooperate" in a low voice, but he immediately put on a straight face and pretended to be angry: "Did you come in?"

"...It's been more than an hour." Ye Cike replied, his eyes were on Qiao Zhihuan.

"Come here, let me ask you something."

Every step Ye Cike walked over was extremely tormented, Qiao Zhihuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter, and hurriedly lowered his head to cover it.

"Ye Cike."

Hearing this serious tone, Ye Cike immediately panicked: "Mom... Huanhuan is a very nice person and has a tough personality, don't—"

"What don't I want?" Ye Xinyi frowned, "You just talk after I speak?"

Ye Cike was afraid that talking more would affect his mother's opinion of Qiao Zhihuan, so he had to shut up temporarily.

"I'm asking you." Ye Xinyi deliberately paused, watching carefully his son's appearance with his heart in his throat, and then asked leisurely, "Have you proposed?"

Ye Cike and Qiao Zhihuan were shocked.

"I'm asking you!"

"I'm going to ask." Ye Cike quietly glanced at Qiao Zhihuan, "I've bought all the rings."

"It's too slow." Ye Xinyi unabashedly disliked his son, "Huanhuan is so good, hurry up."

Ye Cike nodded: "Yes."

Qiao Zhihuan suddenly lowered her head and avoided his gaze.

"I heard from Huanhuan that he has no elders here?"

"Yes."

"Poor thing." Ye Xinyi stroked his hair gently, "I will be your elder from now on, if you are happy or unhappy, or Ci Ke treats you badly, just tell me."

Ye Cike protested: "I won't treat him badly."

Ye Xinyi said to him: "I'm not actively proposing marriage, what else can I say."

Ye Cike suffered from being dumb again.

"Come on, come here." Ye Xinyi pulled Ye Cike closer, and then handed Qiao Zhihuan's hand to Ye Cike's, "Huanhuan is a good boy, you must cherish it, do you hear me?"

Ye Cike nodded vigorously.

After that, Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike often came to see her, and Ye Xinyi's back injury also improved day by day, and finally healed completely.

Her attending physician thought it was a medical miracle, but Ye Cike told him that it might be a guardian and gift from another world, just like Qiao Zhihuan's recovery from hip injury and phantom nerve pain.

"They do like you very much, so even the people around you love the house." Ye Cike said.

Qiao Zhihuan turned around the house strangely: "Did you smell something?"

Ye Cike felt it: "No."

"But why do I smell such a strong smell of vinegar?"

Before Qiao Zhihuan could finish the performance, Ye Cike dragged him to sit down on his lap. He supported Ye Cike's shoulders and looked at him with a little complacency: "Why, did I hit the mark?"

Ye Cike pulled him down and kissed him hard.

After the concert, the two had a few days to spare, and it happened that Ye Xinyi was discharged from the hospital, so the three of them discussed going to visit Alijie together.

Although Ye Xinyi is recovering well, Qiao Zhihuan and Ye Cike are still worried that she will relapse after sitting for a long time on the plane, so they specially bought two first-class seats that can be combined into a big bed, so that she can have a good rest on the way.

After more than ten hours of flight, then short-distance flights and trains, it was already the afternoon of the next day when I arrived.Alijie and Matthew showed up on time and warmly hugged the three of them as soon as they met.

As soon as he entered the gate, Ye Xinyi had just put down his suitcase, and immediately noticed "Her" hanging on the spiral staircase, and was stunned.

A Lijie immediately noticed her reaction, worried that she would be overly emotional and overwhelmed: "Lori's painting, do you need me to take it off, dear?"

"No, Mom." Ye Xinyi stared at the painting in a daze, "...I'll go to his studio to see."

Alijie was worried about her and wanted to follow her, but Ye Xinyi repeatedly refused.

She insisted on insisting, Qiao Zhihuan and A Lijie couldn't follow her by force, so they had to stay where they were, watching her go up to the fourth floor.

Ye Xinyi's red skirt disappeared at the end of the stairs, and A Lijie sighed, shaking her head and said, "She is very brave. If it were me... I might not even dare to go near that room."

"You are also very brave, Alijie." Qiao Zhihuan comforted her warmly, "Let's go, let's prepare dinner together."

A Lijie simmered the stew and taught Qiao Zhihuan how to make strudel.

She flattened the puff pastry and then cut it into small pieces. Qiao Zhihuan cooperated and spread different flavors of jam on the puff pastry.

"Remember to make two grape-flavored ones." Ali Jie smiled and confessed, "Matthew likes it. He really loves these sweet things."

"Okay." Qiao Zhihuan put on grape jam as she said, and lowered her head with a smile, "A Lijie, you and Matthew have a really good relationship."

"It's not bad." Alijie deliberately joked, "I also resisted not breaking his head this year, oh, I really love him."

Qiao Zhihuan pursed her lips and smiled.

While spreading the jam evenly, he asked, "Ariejie, why did you decide to get married?"

Ali Jie gave a pause for rolling the meringue.

She gave Qiao Zhihuan a meaningful look, and Qiao Zhihuan immediately stuttered and explained: "No, it has nothing to do with Ci Ke, I just... just asked casually."

Alijie didn't expose him, but cared: "Why, he makes you feel worried?"

"No, no." Seeing her misunderstanding, Qiao Zhihuan explained again and again, "Ci Ke is very kind to me. I am also very happy to live with him, I just..."

His voice gradually quieted down: "I don't really understand the meaning of marriage, or the necessity. If we have the same feelings, what does it matter if we get married or not? But if our feelings change, marriage can't stop two people from being together. Isn't it... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said this."

"It's okay." Alijie had flour in her hands, and she patted Qiao Zhihuan's head with the back of her hand, "I understand very well. When Matthew proposed, I also thought about it for several days. I was still on the way to the city hall to register." Cried a lot."

Qiao Zhi laughed: "Really?"

"It's absolutely true!" A Lijie pretended to be serious and nodded at him, and then made Qiao Zhihuan laugh out loud.

"In the face of the unknown and changes, everyone will be afraid, and there is no need to feel ashamed."

Alijie rolled out the pastry and persuaded: "Life is like a strudel. Everyone makes it according to the recipe, but the strudel that everyone handed over is different."

"Even before it comes out of the oven, no one knows what the strudel is like, not even you. But the key is, are you willing to try it with this person and make your own strudel together."

She reached out and tapped Qiao Zhihuan, the sweet icing just left on the tip of Qiao Zhihuan's nose.

"What are you guys discussing?" Ye Cike walked into the kitchen, washed his hands and planned to help.

"I won't tell you." A Li Jie whispered mysteriously, "This is a secret between me and Huan."

Qiao Zhihuan spent three days here carefree, during which time she and Ye Cike went to the mountain to give thick blankets to the deer in the cave.

There was also a deer that played tricks on Qiao Zhihuan in the cave. The bad guy obviously still remembered him, but this time it didn't play tricks. Instead, it gave him a dead tree branch with berries.

On the way back, Qiao Zhihuan held up a branch of mountain fruit given by the deer, and stepped on the snow, Ye Cike said to him: "This is their winter food. It can be seen that the deer likes you, even this I’ll give you everything——I’ve been here for a long time, and it hasn’t given me anything yet.”

Qiao Zhihuan joked with him: "Ms. Ye still feels a sense of crisis."

Who knew Ye Cike stopped: "Yes. I have a sense of crisis."

"Tomorrow...Are you free? I want to drive you to a place."

Qiao Zhihuan had already walked five or six steps away, and suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled: "I'm free. As long as it's you, I'm free anytime."

The fruit of the mountain is so brilliant that it can't compare to his three-point smile.

In the evening of the next day, Qiao Zhihuan rolled up the curtains of the tent and fixed them with buckles.

It's really interesting to say that they were still in the snowy winter a day ago, and when they drove down the mountain, from the deep snow to the grass, from the dead branches to the dense forest, they seemed to be flowing against time.

When arriving at the mountain lakeside, the season is fixed in the golden autumn when the forest is fully dyed.

Outside the window, Ye Cike was standing by the lake to answer the phone, the conversation was intermittent.

After the snow-capped mountains, the weather was much warmer. Ye Cike only wore a slim black long windbreaker. Standing in the hazy twilight, he was stronger and taller than the pine trees by the lake.

It seems that this phone call will last for a while, Qiao Zhihuan sat by the window and took out his Kindle, reading "Four Seasons of the Mountain" in the gentle night.

The door curtain was lifted lightly, and Ye Cike entered in the quiet lake view wrapped in a cool breeze.

"Is it cold?" He stepped forward in two or three steps, and wrapped a soft white wool scarf around Qiao Zhihuan, "I took it from the car, it might cool down at night."

"I'm fine." Qiao Zhihuan put his hand on his side cheek, which was as cold as a piece of cold jade. He put down his Kindle, pulled him to sit beside him, and rubbed his hands to help keep him warm.

Qiao Zhihuan: "Is it still about the concert planning?"

Ye Cike nodded.

For Qiao Zhihuan, one or two planning meetings are held for Qiao Zhihuan, and the rehearsal and positioning are over. However, Ye Cike is also in charge of planning, choreography, lighting, track order, screen interaction, and technological innovation. You have to discuss with him, things are much more complicated.

"Thank you." Qiao Zhihuan warmed his cold and strong knuckles, "It's cold outside, so you can answer the phone inside, you won't disturb me."

Ye Cike turned off the phone completely in front of him: "I have confessed everything, and, what I agreed to today, I will only accompany you."

Ye Cike did what he said, chatting with him, playing chess, and playing around, he didn't even touch his phone, and the only thing left in the world was Qiao Zhihuan in front of him.

When it was almost night, Qiao Zhihuan looked at him with a pillow on his lap and smiled: "Ms. Ye, you suddenly care about me so much today. What kind of conspiracy is there? Tell me the truth."

Just as Ye Cike was about to speak, suddenly there was a crisp sound from the roof of the tent.

Qiao Zhihuan immediately sat up and looked towards the source of the sound: "There are no trees above the tent, where is the sound coming from?"

This question was quickly answered. After the first sound, the top of the tent dropped two, two, three, like crisp beads. The dense forest outside the window was also bleak by the heavy rain, and a light mist arose on the lake. It actually rained up.

"What should I do?" Qiao Zhihuan asked, "How about going back to the car first?"

Ye Cike seemed to have something on his mind, and looked out the window melancholy: "Wait, maybe it will stop."

He pulled up the entrance of the tent, and lowered most of the window curtains, leaving only the sound of crackling rain in the tent.

The two sat quietly for a while, but the rain was not only not slow at all, but also trickled down at the bottom of the tent.

Qiao Zhihuan opened the window and glanced worriedly: "No, it's raining too much, and the water from the mountain has come down. The tent can still hold it now, but the whole ground may be covered with water in a while. We still have to find a way to get back to the car. "

Ye Cike leaned over to the window and looked. The fallen leaves and dead branches on the mountain were washed down by the rain, forming a thick layer on the outer edge of the tent.Now I can barely resist, I have accumulated a lot, and I don't know what will happen to the tent.

And, regardless of the rain, it would certainly not be safe to sleep here tonight.

During the conversation, Qiao Zhihuan had already folded the waterproof duvet into a small piece, planning to take it away: "Let's go, while there is not much water and the car is not far away, let's run back."

Ye Cike seemed very reluctant, he looked out the window several times, and there was no sign of the rain stopping, so he sighed and nodded.

Qiao Zhihuan hugged the quilt with one hand, just as the tent door was opened, the cold rain and slanting wind changed its way and rushed in.

He was about to completely open the door, but his hand was restrained.

Ye Cike quickly took off his windbreaker and wrapped it completely around Qiao Zhihuan's head: "I'll carry you on my back."

After taking off his coat, Ye Cike only wore a light blue shirt. It was windy and windy outside, so he would definitely be cold.

Qiao Zhihuan hesitated, Ye Cike urged: "I feel more uncomfortable when you are cold, come up quickly."

Qiao Zhihuan didn't insist much, hugged his shoulders, and jumped onto Ye Cike's back.

Ye Cike's windbreaker is so big that it can cover two people with duvets.The car was only ten meters away from the tent, and when it was almost there, Qiao Zhihuan pushed open the hatchback trunk in advance, and the trunk door automatically and slowly raised, and the two of them rushed in immediately.The trunk door opened upwards, like an umbrella in the rain.

Qiao Zhihuan sat in the trunk, watching Ye Cike take away the windbreaker he was wearing, avoiding Qiao Zhihuan's upwind direction, and shaking off the raindrops on the clothes.

It was warmer in the car than in the tent.

This car is a seven-seater off-road vehicle. Except for the cab, the rear seats have been folded down in advance, and a layer of cushions has been laid. Fortunately, Ye Cike thought carefully. He was worried that the tent would be cold at night, so he directly put the whole The back cabin is soft and warm, and if the tent is not available, there is still a car to sleep in.

Ye Cike put away his coat and sat down beside Qiao Zhihuan. His eyes were lowered, and his long bangs were wet with rain on his sharp eyebrows.

Pale arms stretched out from the rolled up cuffs, Ye Cike rested his fingertips on Xu Xu, and sighed softly: "It's my fault that I didn't arrange it well."

Knowing that he had prepared meticulously, Qiao Zhihuan had confirmed the weather five times before he came, so he comforted him: "We can't be sure about the weather. Besides, the air will be fresh when it rains, which is pretty good."

Ye Cike shook his head: "...Just like this car, no matter how good the plan is, it can't keep up with the changes."

Does this car have a story?

Qiao Zhi laughed and asked, "How do you say it?"

Ye Cike pointed to the panoramic sunroof above his head: "When I bought it, it was at the bottom of my consideration list. But I didn't hold out any hope. When I was the last one to see it, the sale said a word, just a word, It struck me immediately."

"She said, 'On weekends, take your loved ones, lie down in the rear compartment, open the panoramic sunroof, and the whole starry sky is yours.'"

Qiao Zhihuan looked up and watched the raindrops splash beautiful flowers on the skylight: "She's right. This skylight is really beautiful."

"But in fact... for a long time, I was too busy to have the starry sky, but I had the sun that caused headaches."

Ye Cike lowered his eyes in melancholy: "Now, there is still a heavy rain that makes people headache."

His expression was serious and aggrieved, which made Qiao Zhihuan laugh: "Miss Ye, isn't there anything happy for you today?"

Ye Cike sighed inexplicably: "... there should have been."

In the plan, he and Qiao Zhihuan were supposed to wait until the Orionid meteor shower together, and then he would propose at the right time.

Too bad the rain ruined everything.

"...Then, is this a happy thing?"

Qiao Zhihuan took out the jewelry box from his pocket.

Ye Cike's eyes fell on the jewelry box, and he glanced at him again in surprise.

Qiao Zhihuan's small cheeks were surrounded by soft white wool, he looked so warm.

"Ms. Ye." Qiao Zhi laughed and held up the jewelry box, "...to tell you the truth, I never thought about getting married. No, it's not because of you."

Seeing that Ye Cike was nervous, Qiao Zhihuan immediately explained, a light smile condensed on his face, and finally dispersed, Qiao Zhihuan said softly: "Because, my parents, they were also married. I don't know what ruined them I don’t know what role I played in this marriage, in short, the choice they made was to sever the relationship, send me away, and terminate all of this.”

"In my memory, my former manager always quarreled with his wife, the boss of the company didn't go home all year round, the older colleagues complained all day that life was boring, and his wife and children were tired of watching... Before, I Around me, it seems that there has never been a happy couple."

"Ci Ke, I never thought that marriage was the guarantee of feelings." Qiao Zhihuan's voice lowered, "It can even be said that I am afraid of marriage."

Ye Cike clenched his fingertips nervously, his dark pupils reflected his shadow.

"...Am I being selfish like this? I'm with you, but I don't want to marry you." The corners of Qiao Zhihuan's lips turned up, as if trying to squeeze into a smile, but failed in the end.

Ye Cike shook his head lightly: "I can wait. Besides, if you really don't want to marry me, I don't care—"

Qiao Zhihuan rolled his eyes and smiled. He raised his hand and pinned Ye Cike's curly hair behind his ear: "There's no need to wait."

Qiao Zhihuan gently lifted the lid.

Seeing the contents of the box clearly, Ye Cike's pupils vibrated visibly.

On a black velvet cushion was a pair of plain rings, one in the shape of a rose-vine, the other a thin rose.

"...I didn't bring many things. The only valuable thing was the platinum buckle on Kuangxian's costume. That buckle has been with me for a long time, from the first appearance after winning the award to the subsequent global tour, Reporting performances... It can be said that it has accompanied me for the first half of my life."

"Everything in the past is over, and I have met someone more worthy of company." Qiao Zhi said with a smile, "So, I melted the buckle and put on this pair of rings."

"A Lijie told me that getting married is like making cheese rolls. Even if you are facing the same recipe, no one knows how it will taste until it is finished. But the key to the question is whether you are willing to try it with him .”

"Ye Cike."

Qiao Zhihuan put the jewelry box aside, took out the rose one from it, hung it in front of Ye Cike's finger, and stared into his eyes seriously: "Would you like to come with me and try the fruit rolls that only belong to us?"

Ye Cike was still immersed in shock, having accompanied him for half his life, going in and out of various performances, big and small, he felt the coldness of his fingertips, and suddenly felt the turbulent weight.

"Ci Ke?"

"Yes." Ye Cike hooked his fingertips lightly, and his slender fingers actively passed through the ring, emphasizing each word again and again, "I am willing."

He took out another flower and vine ring from the box, took Qiao Zhihuan's hand, and carefully put the ring on for him.The ring weighed only a few grams, but in his hands it was heavier than a thousand pieces of gold.

After putting it on, he didn't let go of Qiao Zhihuan's hand, and took out another small box from his pocket: "I didn't pick the day randomly. There should have been a big Orionid meteor shower today. The meteors can't wait, but I'll wait Here you go."

When the box cover was lifted, it was a full and bright four-claw diamond ring.

"Actually, I heard everything you discussed with grandma a few days ago." Ye Cike paused, "Huanhuan, I understand that you are afraid, so this is not a bondage, not a requirement, but my determination."

"I am determined to cherish every day I spend with you."

"Qiao Zhihuan." He looked seriously at