Chapter 197 Pei Zhi Confession on New Year's Eve

   The gray sky is dyed with a layer of black like thick ink, and there are no stars or moon.

  The lights in the villa are staggered, and instead of the bright moon, the soft light spreads to a group of men and women sitting on the carpet drinking.

   The sound of the wine glass clinking stopped, Chu Yuzhou cleared his throat and made a suggestion: "How about we come to review our childhood?"

   "How to review?"

   "Retrieve that childhood feeling by playing games."

   "What kind of game?" Qian Yue took the tissue from Zhou Yanshen: "Did you lose your handkerchief?"

   "Throwing the handkerchief is too boring." His eyes passed Lin Jiao inadvertently: "It's better to hide and seek."

   Zhou Yanshen: "Also." He rubbed the earrings and looked around: "This place is big enough to be difficult to find."

   "Who is the ghost?"

   "Play with black and white, and those who are out will be ghosts."

  Lin Jiao thought that no one was playing, but he didn't want them to cooperate unexpectedly. Even Pei Zhi was ready.

  She clenched her hands into a fist, and under Chu Yuzhou's voice, she stretched out her right hand, with the back of her hand facing up habitually.

Then-

   She and Qu Shao are out.

   "You stand at the back." Chu Yuzhou found a suitable position for them: "Qu Shao, please set the alarm clock."

   "How long?"

   "Three or four minutes."

  Qu Shao replied: "It's started." He and Lin Jiao faced the white wall, listening to the sound of footsteps and moving away.

  As soon as the alarm clock went off, he turned off the screen: "I'm in charge of the first and second floors, you go to the third floor and the rooftop."

   "Okay." Lin Jiao slowly turned around.

   She stepped up the spiral staircase, and was about to go up to the third floor from the corner, but stopped because of the small orange lights covering the entire staircase.

   is not inferior to the light of fireflies, blooming in the dim environment, reflected in the bottom of her eyes, and there is a touch of fine waves.

  The corner of a skirt shattered the light and shadow on the ground, she was nervous and stopped at the entrance of the stairs on the third floor.

  The arrows made of roses come into view.

   She followed the arrow all the way to the left, and the LED lights in the shape of stars lit up where she passed, and different group photos were hung under the lights.

   The first group photo was three years ago, on his twenty-seventh birthday, she was standing on his right hand, smiling shyly.

   The second group photo was two years ago, on the night of the second day of junior high, they sat at the entrance of Pei's small courtyard and set off fireworks together.

   The third group photo was taken a year ago. They had a very 'tacit understanding' on Halloween cos clowns and clowns, went to Zhou Yanshen's house to have a party, and leaned on the balcony to have a drink.

   They had very few photos taken together before, as few as these three. At that time, she hadn't realized that he would look sideways at her in every photo, with a tenderness that could not be hidden in his eyes.

  Lin Jiao walked forward with red eyes.

   This year, their group photos have increased, and there are two interdependent figures in various scenes.

   No matter in Paris or in his home, each one can evoke the many memories they have.

   Walking to the end of the arrow, she gently pushed open the glass door, and hundreds of silver and white balloons were carried to the night sky by the wind.

   Each balloon line was hung with a note, and she could clearly see each line of powerful words.

  —Beautiful, I like you.

  —Would you like to be my girlfriend?

The moment the    balloon floated away, the water vapor in Lin Jiao's eyes turned into tears and slid down from the end of his eyes.

   She withdrew her eyes with tears in her eyes, looked at Pei Zhi who was standing at the end of the sea of ​​roses, raised her skirt and ran towards him.

  The petals rolled up at the end of the skirt are flying all over the sky, forming a visual feast, and even the skin around the body seems to be stained with the fragrance of flowers.

   The next second Pei Zhi embraced her, there was a burst of 'bang' in the night sky behind him.

  PL-shaped fireworks pierce the ink-like night, bursting with dazzling light, covering the villa with a mottled light shadow.

   "Beautiful." He wiped the tears from her eyes and leaned over her forehead: "I like you."

The    trembling voice line shows his nervousness.

  Lin Jiao inhaled the tip of her nose: "Okay." She clenched the corner of his suit tightly, choked so hard that she couldn't speak: "I like you too."

   "I haven't asked yet."

   "Then you ask."

   Pei Zhi tugged up her hair on the side of her temples and looked into those eyes washed with tears: "Would you like to be my girlfriend?"

"willing."

"Say it again."

  Lin Jiao stood on tiptoe: "I will." She pressed his thin lips impartially, closing her eyes to feel the intertwined breath.

   A cheer came after their kiss.

   Zhou Yanshen, who was leaning against the wall, witnessed the whole confession process, and suddenly felt that his last love candle was out of grade.

   He looked sideways at Qian Yue, and when he saw the envy in her eyes, he made up his mind to learn more from Pei Zhi before confessing.

   "I also want to fall in love." Chu Yuzhou sighed unexpectedly, pulling everyone's attention back.

   "You talk."

   "No one talks to me."

   "Yes." Qu Shao exhaled a smoke ring and turned him with his elbow: "The one you saved last time."

  Chu Yuzhou: "..." Here again.

   He shook off the image that appeared in his mind, closed the down jacket on his body, and walked back with them unhurriedly.

  The glass door opened and closed, and the cold wind rolled up several rose petals, sometimes flapping the doors and windows, and sometimes flying in the air.

   The heating in the living room poured in from all sides, and together with the alcohol, it dispelled the chill that remained on them.

   "New Year's Eve is still four hours away." Jiang Ye raised his head and looked at the clock opposite: "Time flies too fast."

   "Yeah." Shen Yi squatted on the carpet: "I feel like I haven't done anything this year."

  Chu Yuzhou: "Me too." He forked the fruit from the fruit bowl and asked Pei Zhi again, "Brother, how many bedrooms are upstairs?"

   "Six rooms."

   "Then we'll sleep here tonight."

   Pei Zhi's throat overflowed with a light response: "It's all two-meter beds, you can pick it up later."

   "Is this villa yours?"

   "Well, I bought it a few years ago."

   "Then why didn't you stay?" Lin Jiao leaned on his broad shoulders and took two sips of red wine.

   "It's space, I'm not used to it."

   "Indeed." Zhou Yan was deeply touched: "A family of three is more or less the same as living in a villa. It's too lonely to be alone."

   "That's why I don't buy a villa." Qu Shao raised his glass to have a fight with them: "But I don't mind the boss giving me one."

   "It's not that you can't afford it."

   "Is it the same as the one you bought?"

   His funny tone made everyone laugh, Zhou Yanshen put on his shoulder and smiled like a ruffian: "There is everything in a dream."

   "With you? I don't dream without you."

   "I think you're thirsty." He held up the red wine bottle and filled Qu Shao, for fear that he wouldn't have enough to drink.

  Qu Shao shook the wine on his arm.

   He carefully put the cup on the coffee table, and found the dice cup from the cabinet: "It's boring to drink too much, who wants to play?"

   "All."

   "You just send one to each person."

  Shen Yi followed him to get the dice cup, put it in front of everyone, slowed down and told them about the new rules of the game.

   (end of this chapter)