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Chapter 688 Final Chapter: The First World (25)

"When did this happen?"

Xiao Lang's eyes were terribly red. Under his gaze, Luo Qinghuan pursed her lips tightly, turning her eyes away from his face.

"Xiao Lang, I don't want to talk about this right now."

As if he could see Luo Qinghuan's reluctance, Xiao Lang loosened his grip on her shoulders and lowered his voice, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It's okay, Xiao Lang, I don't care anymore."

"I'm such a piece of trash!"

Xiao Lang murmured and repeated Luo Qinghuan's words, and leaned back heavily on the seat. He raised his hand to cover his eyes, as if he was laughing, but the laughter was light and light, implying more helplessness, It is a hatred of one's own powerlessness.

Luo Qinghuan took the initiative to hold Xiao Lang's arm. She took off Xiao Lang's hand that covered his eyes. Regardless of Xiao Lang's refusal, she held Xiao Lang's face to make him look at her.

"Xiao Lang, I have a place I want to go - can you take me there?"

Late at night.

There are two figures on the Imperial Capital Bridge, one behind the other, Luo Qinghuan and Xiao Lang. Luo Qinghuan walks in front, her face is full of smiles, and the one behind Xiao Lang was just the opposite. He lowered his head and was full of thoughts. Luo Qinghuan turned his head to talk to him a few times but didn't hear him. The smile on Luo Qinghuan's lips could not help but fade.

"Xiao Lang, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Suddenly, Luo Qinghuan uttered a nonsensical sentence, Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, then stopped at the same spot, when she looked at Luo Qinghuan again, she was already lying on the railing, looking at the starry sky in the distance Looking at the girl's quiet and beautiful profile, Xiao Lang couldn't help but stepped forward and stood beside her.

"Do you still remember the first time we met?" Luo Qinghuan looked sideways at the boy beside him, reached out and pulled Xiao Lang's hair, seeing Xiao Lang frowned in pain, Luo Qinghuan narrowed her eyes and smiled ,"right here."

"Hiss," Xiao Lang grabbed Luo Qinghuan's hand, "Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?"

"We are all about to graduate now. Isn't recalling the past a standard for graduates?"

"It's not like you, Huanhuan."

"People change, especially when they've been through something."

There are no pedestrians on the capital bridge in the night breeze. Luo Qinghuan and Xiao Lang are particularly abrupt. Looking down from the bridge, the scenery is still very good. You can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of the imperial capital. While admiring the scenery in the distance, they chatted together, and suddenly Luo Qinghuan realized that he and Xiao Lang hadn't chatted in such a quiet way for a long time.

In fact, Luo Qinghuan brought Xiao Lang here because he was afraid that Xiao Lang would lose his mind for a while, what would Xiao Lang do for her, and what Xiao Lang would do for her? Killed in the cradle.

In the end, Xiao Lang didn't send her back to school. There were quite a few Zhang Xun and Zhao Wu in the school. Just in case, Xiao Lang still sent her back to his apartment. Luo Qinghuan even cooked dinner herself.

Luo Qinghuan, who was born in an ordinary family, still knows the basics of cooking, but this is the first time to cook for Xiao Lang. When Xiao Lang came out after taking a shower and wiping his hair, he saw Luo Qinghuan in front of him. The kitchen couldn't help but froze in place.

"Huanhuan, you, you are..."

Seeing Xiao Lang's bewildered expression, Luo Qinghuan couldn't help but smile, and waved to him. Xiao Lang threw down the towel and walked over, and found two simple stir-fried dishes beside him.

Instructing Xiao Lang to bring the dishes to the table, Xiao Lang was a little flattered after the whole meal, but seeing Luo Qinghuan calm and composed, Xiao Lang gave himself a hard hammer in his heart, warning himself not to think too much, but even Having hinted to himself countless times, Xiao Lang still couldn't help but secretly look at Luo Qinghuan when she lowered her head, imagining that the girl sitting opposite him was his girlfriend.

If so, how wonderful it would be.

Thinking like this, Xiao Lang saw Luo Qinghuan suddenly looked up, and quickly buried his head in the rice bowl, not daring to look at Luo Qinghuan.

After dinner, Xiao Lang consciously cleared the dining table, and Luo Qinghuan sat on the sofa in the living room and changed the channel boredly. When Xiao Lang came out of the kitchen, Luo Qinghuan immediately turned off the TV and lay down on the sofa to watch him.

"Cough, it's time to go to rest."

Xiao Lang was a little embarrassed by Luo Qinghuan's look, so he could only urge him to escape from this embarrassing environment. Luo Qinghuan seemed to want to say something, but in the end he nodded and didn't say much, and obediently got up and walked to the guest room.

No matter how you look at this scene, it looks like a daily routine that only occurs between husband and wife. What Luo Qinghuan did tonight made Xiao Lang really unbearable. He could no longer hide some words in his heart. Today, today he must do something What.

The moment Luo Qinghuan was about to close the door, Xiao Lang grabbed the doorknob to stop Luo Qinghuan from closing the door.

"Xiao Lang?"

Luo Qinghuan looked at the other party in surprise, only to see Xiao Lang lowered his head and pulled open the door of the room, and Luo Qinghuan was pulled out of the room by him.

"Huanhuan, I," Xiao Lang hesitated to speak, clenched and loosened the hand hanging by his side, and finally mustered up the courage to meet Shang Luo Qinghuan's gaze, "Huanhuan, I know it's a bit abrupt to say this now , but in fact, I have always liked you very much, and have always..."

"Xiao Lang..." Luo Qinghuan softly called out the boy's name. After Xiao Lang finished speaking, it seemed that all the strength in his body had been taken away, and the hand holding Luo Qinghuan's shoulder became tighter and tighter.

"Huanhuan, can you be my girlfriend?"

He has been thinking about this sentence in his heart for three years.

……

On November [-]th, Luo Qinghuan will never forget this day.

The black car parked steadily in front of the Imperial Court, the co-pilot's door was opened, and Luo Qinghuan, who was in a small black suit, got out of the car first, and then the driver's door was also opened, and Xiao Lang, who was also in a suit, followed Luo Qinghuan got out of the car.

After getting out of the car, Luo Qinghuan raised her hand to block the sunlight in front of her eyes - the sunlight was not dazzling, but in Luo Qinghuan's eyes, it was extremely dazzling. Xiao Lang silently watched her every move behind her, seeing Luo Qinghuan took a deep breath as if to embolden herself, Xiao Lang stepped forward and hugged her shoulders.

"Don't worry, I can do it myself."

Facing Xiao Lang's worried gaze, Luo Qinghuan shook her head, the corners of her lips curled into a shallow arc, she squeezed the black folder tightly in her hand, looked forward, and could see a figure walking away from them in the distance Getting closer, it was Jiang Xian.

Compared with Xiao Lang, who was uncomfortable all over in a suit for the first time, Jiang Xian was obviously much more relaxed. Seeing Jiang Xian's calm and confident appearance, Luo Qinghuan relaxed a little.

"Qing Huan, go in quickly, the court is about to start—Xiao Lang?!"

(End of this chapter)