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Sitting in the car, Bian Baixian looked at the faint light coming from the gap in the curtains, listened to the voice from the receiver, and remembered what Park Chanyeol said at the end of the afternoon visit——DO may still be interested in Jintang. Not to mention like it, but there must be a good impression.

A man of this age, no one can see it.

Saying I'm not in love...that's just a lie to the fans.

"Bian Baixian?"

Jin Tang's soft voice sounded in his ears, interrupting Bian Boxian's thoughts at once, and he immediately responded: "It's me." When he said this, he looked at the distant window.

"It's so late, what's the matter?"

Bian Boxian's left hand on his lap couldn't help curling up. He felt that the speech he had prepared for so long just now disappeared after hearing Jintang's voice.

After pressing the hands-free button, Jin Tang slid his fingertips across the pages of the book, waited for a while, but did not hear his voice, and frowned suspiciously: "Are you all right?"

"No, there are." Bian Boxian said anxiously

"Speak, I'll listen." Jintang held the pen, his eyes still resting on the script, very casually.

Bian Boxian's heavy breathing came from the phone, and the pen tip made a rustling sound when it touched the paper. At this moment, Bian Boxian also spoke: "Jintang, Chanlie originally came to visit today, but I took the initiative I wanted to come up with it, but I didn't really want to see DO, I just wanted to see you!"

wow~

With the script in my hand, I turned a page again

Jintang had seen so many men in her previous life, she already understood Bian Boxian's little thoughts, that's why she rejected the other party's New Year's gift at that time.

But I thought that this man had given up.

What happened today?

Jintang didn't make a sound, and heard Bian Boxian's voice continue to sound: "These few months are enough for me to see my heart clearly, so I took the opportunity of visiting the class to see you. I have been waiting for so long , I just wanted to tell you."

Bian Boxian in the car felt that sweat started to drip on his forehead, he could almost hear the sound of his heart beating, the other side was very quiet, he didn't know if Jin Tang was really listening, but he had already taken this step , then he will just keep going.

"The current Bian Boxian, I like the current Jintang!"

After saying these words, the beating drum-like heart gradually slowed down.

The tip of the pen stopped, and Jintang turned his head to look at the phone screen. This person said, the current Bian Boxian likes the current Jintang?

why?

How could he say this?

"Many times I feel that you are not like the old Jintang, not because you dyed your hair black, nor because of your amazing acting skills, I just... that's how I feel."

Has she had much contact with Bian Boxian?

In fact, there are not many, so the total number of meetings, can they add up to three days?

But this person said that she was not the old Jin Tang.

In the few times they met, the man she defined as 'very stupid' actually said such a sentence.

The corners of Jintang's lips curled up involuntarily, maybe this person is not that stupid.

The more Bian Baixian talked, the more he lost his confidence. He felt that the way he chose to make a phone call was really stupid, and he didn't even know whether she was listening or not.

"Jintang, are you there?"

After saying this, Bian Boxian felt that he was even more stupid. What was he thinking?

A lazy chuckle came from the receiver

Looking at the window that was still lit, Bian Boxian heard the voice that seemed to be close to his ear, that person said 'always there'.

He didn't know where the courage came from, he opened the car door and rushed straight to Jintang's house before stopping.

Trying to calm down the chaotic atmosphere, he turned to the phone and said, "Jintang, can you open the door?"

Bian Boxian held up his mobile phone, not letting go of the slightest sound inside, and looked at the closed door.

His heart, which had gradually calmed down, started beating rapidly again.

"Hold on."

These two words of Jintang seemed to give Bian Boxian a reassurance. He looked at the door and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.

Kacha~

the door opened from the inside

Jintang in a pink silk nightgown appeared in front of his eyes.

With a fresh, lily-like makeup, long hair scattered on her shoulders, and her white and round shoulders looming, she raised her head and cut off the phone: "You have always been here."

Bian Boxian nodded, looking at Jintang who was willing to open the door for him, he couldn't help but smile even wider: "I think this must be said to you face to face."

Jintang's eyes fell on this man.

There was a little joyful smile on his face, his hair was messy due to running, he was not strictly a single eyelid, but inner double, his nose was passable, and his mouth was split because he was laughing with.

"you like me."

"I like you."

Two voices sounded almost at the same time.

Looking at this person who seemed a little surprised and sluggish because of her voice, I just felt that this person said he was stupid, but he didn't seem to be that stupid. If he could say 'she's not the former Jintang', he should be real. It's not stupid.

But now...

It looks a little stupid again...

"What, is it weird?"

At the end of spring, the early morning wind still brought a hint of coolness, Jintang took a step back inside, and looked lazily at Bian Boxian: "I'm not a fool, you've already made it so obvious."

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Bian Boxian lowered his head and looked at the woman in front of him. He was already standing here, no matter what happened, he couldn't make him take another step back: "Yes! That's why I'm here now, because I want to tell you in person that I only like you now, not you before!"

There was no smile on this man's face just now, he was extremely serious, as if he was doing something very important seriously.

Whether it was Bian Boxian's expression or what he said, Jintang was somewhat satisfied.

But looking at him, Jintang raised his eyebrows:

"However, the current Jintang doesn't like the current Bian Boxian."

Bian Boxian's confession did not cause any ripples in Jintang's heart. After waking up the next day, when he opened the door, he saw a bouquet of roses standing under the pole of the mailbox.

Extremely bright red roses with water droplets on the petals.

There are no cards on it.

But Jintang knew who sent it.

She took the bouquet of flowers and got into the car, and she was teased by Sister Li: "Yo, who sent it?"

"Bian Boxian." Jin Tang put the bouquet of roses on the chair next to him, feeling a little headache, "I have already rejected him, but... Forget it, if I ignore him, I will give up."

"Ah, that's it." The gossip in Sister Li's heart came out again, "Is this considered Feng Shui rotation?"

"That's not how idioms are used." Jintang really wasn't in the mood for joking. She respected everyone's emotions. The emotion of liking someone is personal. As long as they don't disturb the other person, she thinks it's all understandable.

Just like fans' love for idols, isn't this also a one-sided love?

"That's right, I won't talk about it in the future."

Jintang turned her head to look at the bouquet of roses.

flowers, she likes

people, not anymore

He took out his phone, found Bian Boxian's profile picture, edited a line of text and clicked send

[I took today's roses, and I don't want to receive them again in the future, and you don't have to waste time on me, you won't get the results you want.Or the previous sentence, it’s too embarrassing to not want to meet in the future】?