Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

"To be precise, I am not looking for someone of your type. I am looking for you."

At first, Su Zhinian, who didn't understand what Song Qingchun wanted to express, understood what she meant when he heard the words "I'm looking for you". His face was shocked and quiet, with a trace of difficulty. The perceived panic flickered through, like he was afraid of something, he hurriedly interrupted her words without thinking, and stopped her words: "Youth..."

Song Qingchun was like not hearing Su Zhinian's voice. Her eyes stared at him gently, following her own words and continuing to say, "You are the person I have been looking for all these years. "

In the second when Song Qingchun's words settled, the female singer on the stage not far away sang exactly: "It's so rare, you met the right person. It's rare that you are serious and don't want to go too far... "

"Youth..." Su Zhinian shouted Song Qingchun's name again in the song. His tone became a little harsh, and he seemed to want to force her to stop and stop her from talking.

Possibly infected by the lyrics of the song sung by the female singer, Song Qingchun fell silent.

She focused on listening to the female singer singing for a while, and then blinked her eyes gently when she heard the phrase "It's so rare, we met the right person, and it's rare that the good luck of a few lifetimes is complete only a few times." .

She is not like someone else. She has been obsessed with Enan for so many years, but she has never been as impulsive as she is now, and she has never been so sure.

Su Zhinian is the right person that Song Qingchun came to this world.

When she met him, she just wanted him alone.

When Song Qingchun thought of this, the brilliance in her eyes became a little brighter, and she focused on Su Zhinian seriously, and added what she just said to be more perfect: "Su Zhinian, I haven’t known until now that the original You are the right person I have been looking for all these years."

"Youth..." Su Zhinian's voice became a little trembling. In a light tone, there was a faint vague prayer: "...don't say anything."

Don't say... she didn't want to say that before, but she couldn't control herself at all, and finally opened her mind to him.

Now that I have talked about it, how can I stop saying it?

It was too late to stop at all... Song Qingchun opened his mouth again: "Su Zhinian..."

She just shouted his name, and he stood up suddenly from the seat, looking like he was going to leave quickly.

Song Qingchun sat quietly on the sofa, staring at Su Zhinian, who reached out and picked up the car key from the table. Like singing a unicorn, the words were clear and gentle and then said: "...I like you."

"We used to think that love was like early morning. It turned out that the most difficult thing was the dusk. We all love a poet, but the poet is also an ordinary person."

I like you... These four words are matched with the melodious singing voice of the female singer.

His back shuddered, and the car key he had just grabbed fell off his fingertips, hitting the ground with a crisp sound.

His hand was clenched into a fist, and after a few seconds of silence, he slowly turned his head and looked down at the girl who was sitting on the opposite sofa.