I entered the wrong room on my wedding night and was doted on by the sinister CEO.

Three cars, when they were about to approach home, suddenly drove in three different directions.

Song Qingya and Xu Yinqiu still drove towards home.

Song Junye and Miao Miao turned around and headed towards the playground.

But Yu Moyuan took Song Liyue to the beach, and then transferred to a speedboat to go out to sea.

...

Ten minutes later, Song Qingya and Xu Yinqiu returned to the "Peach Blossom Spring".

The car had stopped in front of the villa, but Xu Yinqiu didn't get out of the car. She tapped Song Qingya's bouquet on the water shelf with her chin, "You don't seem like someone who likes to join in the fun, why are you grabbing this bouquet?"

Xu Yinqiu is as smart as Xu Yinqiu, but Xu Yinqiu doesn't want to be as naive as Song Liyue and Miao Miao. Like Song Qingya, she is a living fox with a twisted heart, and she is the best at reading people's hearts.

Moreover, what Song Qingya said after receiving the bouquet, "I will definitely be the one to get married next," already made Xu Yinqiu guess a good deal.

Logically speaking, Qin Jiaojiao and Song Liyue have the closest relationship. If Song Qingya hadn't said hello in advance, Qin Jiaojiao's bouquet would have been thrown to Song Liyue or Yu Moyuan first.

After thinking about it like this, Xu Yinqiu had already anticipated what would happen next.

As long as nothing goes wrong, Song Qingya should propose to her.

On a day like May 520th, (I love you).

Sure enough, Song Qingya had a smile on his lips. He knew that he couldn't hide it from Xu Yinqiu, so he didn't plan to create any surprises like Yu Moyuan.

Song Qingya took Xu Yinqiu's hand and said, "You said that as long as I propose, you will agree. Are you still counting?"

"Hmm. But it also depends on my mood."

"Get out of the car, tonight is a long night, let's spend it slowly."

Song Qingya and Xu Yinqiu got out of the car together.

Although he was full at the banquet, Song Qingya still went into the kitchen and spent an hour making some peach blossom cakes and boiling a pot of peach blossom wine. Then Xu Yinqiu drank the wine and pastries while Song Qingya held two pianos. Let’s go to the peach forest together.

Naturally, there are no peach blossoms to enjoy in mid-May, but the branches are already full of fruits, and some peaches are dyed pink. At this time, the garden is filled with the sweet fragrance of peaches.

In the pavilion deep in the peach forest, Song Qingya set up two pianos, and then sat face to face with Xu Yinqiu at the stone table.

Use peanut shells as firewood and burn them into thin charcoal to warm the peach blossom wine in the pot.

The aroma of peach blossom wine fills the air, blending with the aroma of round peaches, which is both fresh and sweet.

Xu Yinqiu sat sideways, holding a piece of peach blossom cake in her hand, taking a small bite and melting it in her mouth. She looked at the sky outside, "The stars are quite bright tonight."

"It's a good time to play a song before drinking and enjoying the moonlight."

Xu Yinqiu curled her lips and looked at Song Qingya, "Are you coming, or are you coming together?"

"Together."

Xu Yinqiu drank a glass of wine, and then sat cross-legged on the futon on the ground with Song Qingya.

Pick a few notes at random, move your fingers, "Play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"?"

Song Qingya smiled, "We will play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" tonight."

In the peach garden pavilion.

Song Qingya and Xu Yinqiu sat opposite each other.

There are two guqins made from a single sandalwood tree. Song Qingya’s guqin is called Fusheng, and Xu Yinqiu’s is called Wangchuan.

The faint moonlight enveloped the starlight and shone on them through the gauze-like clouds, leaving a bright halo.

The surrounding peach trees swayed gently, as if listening to their music.

Song Qingya's slender fingers gently landed on the strings of the guqin. His fingertips jumped as naturally as flowing water. The sound of the guqin was like the tinkling of spring water and the gentle breeze of the mountain breeze. Lin Wan'er also stroked the strings gently. It was from a master, and both the movements and the notes produced were so harmonious.

The music of the two people intertwined together, like an animated picture, as if you could see the phoenix soaring in the sky, with the phoenix chasing the phoenix.

Song Qingya and Xu Yinqiu's eyes met, as if they were searching for each other's heartbeats in the sound of the piano. Everything around them seemed to be still, and only the sound of their pianos echoed in the air.

As the last note fell, the two looked at each other and smiled.

Their tacit understanding and emotions were integrated into the ensemble, as if time had frozen at this moment, leaving only them and the beautiful sound of the piano.

This ensemble is not just a fusion of notes, but also a connection between hearts.

Xu Yinqiu's smile grew stronger and stronger. She put down her guqin and sat back on the stone bench with a smile.

"I want to drink, you keep playing."

Song Qingya raised his head slightly, "I'm thirsty too."

Xu Yinqiu curled her lips, poured a cup of warm wine and drank it in one gulp. Then she leaned over and held Song Qingya's cheek, pressed her lips to his, and passed the wine over.

"Delicious?"

"There is nothing better than the sweet rain of Yaochi."

The wine Xu Yinqiu fed him like this was naturally the best in the world.

After Xu Yinqiu sat down again, Song Qingya spoke: "I have composed a new piece of music and haven't given it a name yet. It represents my heart. Ah Qiu, listen carefully and think about giving it a name."

Judging from Song Qingya's expression, this piece should not be simple.

Xu Yinqiu sat upright, his expression a little more serious and expectant.

Song Qingya's eyes were focused and affectionate.

He gently plucked the strings, and the notes were like a trickle, melodious and quiet. Each note was like a word in his heart, telling Xu Yinqiu his love.

Song Qingya and Xu Yinqiu are all people who know how to play the piano.

Sometimes the sound of the piano resonates with them more than straightforward words.

Each note is like a word, and the melody is like a sentence.

The theme of this song is to show love, confess, and express your heart.

The sound of the piano is gentle but firm, full of sincere emotions.

As Xu Yinqiu listened, his smile became gentler and gentler, and his eyes filled with mist.

The last sound played, and the two looked at each other without speaking.

After a long time, Song Qingya raised a smile and said, "Any inspiration? Its name."

Xu Yinqiu said, "Before naming me, I think you have something more important to say first."

Yes.

Song Qingya had something more important to say.

He put down his piano, stood up, walked to Xu Yinqiu, lowered his posture, squatted down, and looked up at Xu Yinqiu from low to high.

"Aqiu, are you willing to marry me? We will stay with each other for the rest of our lives and spend every beautiful moment together for the rest of our lives."

Xu Yinqiu said that as long as Song Qingya proposed, she would agree.

No one else, just because she loves him like bone marrow.

But before agreeing, Xu Yinqiu had a question. She asked softly: "Why are you proposing today? I always thought that as long as we are together, you will propose to me and get married immediately."

Song Qingya held Xu Yinqiu's hand tightly, "Because love, proposal and wedding are both indispensable, we have missed a lot of time, but the taste of love is always different from the sweetness after marriage. I don't want to recall the past when we are old. I found that there was a gap in 'love' missing."

Neither Song Qingya nor Xu Yinqiu care about age.

Thirty-two is quite old. Generally speaking, it is indeed time to get married and have children.

They like traditional culture, but their thinking is not conventional. There is no right or wrong in this life.

Song Qingya added: "Actually, according to the plan, I want to wait until next spring to go back to Siyuandao and propose under the peach blossom tree in your yard. But I can't wait any longer... watching Yuan Su design the wedding himself, watching him You say 'my wife', God knows how envious and jealous I am, Ah Qiu, I also want to call you my wife in a legitimate way, I can't wait any longer."

The two looked at each other.

Xu Yinqiu's eyes were getting redder and redder, and the corners of his mouth were gradually rising.

She spoke slowly, "Why don't you kneel down when you propose?"

Song Qingya softened his knees and wanted to kneel down immediately, but Xu Yinqiu directly pulled him up. The next second, a passionate kiss swept over him. Song Qingya felt Xu Yinqiu's hands hugging his waist tightly, feeling Xu Yinqiu's hot tears fell down the corners of their lips.

The kiss ended.

Xu Yinqiu hooked Song Qingya's chin, "I don't have to kneel down. I'll go get the certificate tomorrow. How about that?"

Song Qingya kissed Xu Yinqiu's tears away, "Aqiu will make the decision for the rest of his life."