If love can be booked

It was a quiet Friday afternoon, and time was as silent as a gurgling stream. The coffee at hand was a little cold. Suddenly, an impulse came to my mind, prompting me to brew a new cup of coffee. Holding this steaming cup of coffee, I didn't have the courage to try it, for fear of missing its familiar taste...

I have slowly decided to forget him, and I won't think of him easily anymore. Now, I just want to focus on the present, manage my life carefully, and look forward to harvesting the happiness that truly belongs to me. I threw away the documents in my hand, and I was in no mood. Despite this, that figure still follows her like a shadow, and can always easily influence her joy, anger, sorrow and happiness...

"Lu Jinchuan, I really don't love you anymore..." She whispered softly, her eyes firm and full of determination. Experience what happiness tastes like, is it really as sweet as you said? Even if I have to wait for fourteen years?

Michael? He would occasionally intrude into her thoughts. It was as if after meeting him, all the harsh demands and self-imposed love rules of the past disappeared like smoke. What exotic love, what cultural differences, what height ratios, who had already broken up with whom?

It's not that I'm deliberately pursuing perfection, but I've gotten used to him, gradually become familiar with and adapt to his every smile, every move, and imperceptibly, I can't help but think that he is like the embodiment of perfection, as if he was born to be like this.

Did he quietly and silently break into her heart the moment they met at the airport? Thinking back to that moment, she felt a little annoyed by his probing eyes, but when did it start? This resistance gradually dissipated, and she began to happily accept him as a part of her life? His delicate and considerate heart? His meticulous gentleness and thoughtfulness? Or his unwavering love? Or his unique strength and dominance?

Just like that, he walked into her life and she did not refuse.

Was it because she was too lonely or because her heart was too empty? Did she love him? Yes, did she? If she could not give him the same love in return, would she be a little selfish? She was selfishly indulging in the tenderness he had given her.

"Ding Dong." The crisp doorbell broke the silence in the office.

"Director, someone is looking for you."

With a steady sound of footsteps, Michael Smith appeared at the door. He was holding a large bunch of bright and colorful lisianthus flowers, which looked like a bright pearl and exuded a charming fragrance.

"For you." Michael Smith's voice was deep and magnetic, as if it contained endless tenderness and love. He carefully handed the bouquet to her. The flower language of lisianthus: represents eternal love, suitable for the promise of eternal love.

"Thank you." Platycodon...shouldn't it be rose or something like that?

"Don't like it?" Micheal Smith keenly caught the subtle changes in his face and asked with concern.

Lu Jinchuan quickly shook his head and explained, "No, I thought I would like roses more." Maybe it was because the first bouquet of roses came from him? The fragrance of the room, the roses bloomed...

"The blazing pursuit is still your favorite." Do you like roses? Because she doesn't like too blazing colors, the tenderness among French lavender, and the sad back.

"Do you want to go eat?" He turned around, only to find that she seemed to be immersed in her own thoughts.

"I'm happy to do so." Her slightly annoyed eyes were unusually bright...

"How is my home? My grandfather prepared your favorite steak..." Invite her to your home as a guest, because you know that she has a special liking for steak, I believe she will gladly agree...

“Uh…this…” Invite to his house?

"Linlin, don't you like my home?" Michael looked at her hesitant eyes...

"I...it's not that I don't like it, I just haven't prepared anything..." Is she the person who came directly from work, and is she still wearing a formal suit...at least she should change her clothes?

"We still have time. Grandpa said I just need to take you home before six o'clock." At a quarter past six, the exquisite little fountain in the house will begin to automatically spray crystal clear water droplets as usual, accompanied by pleasant music and colorful lights, like a dream show.

"On a mission?" Before six o'clock? It's already four o'clock...

"It's not a mission... I just want to marry you home." His eyes were full of affection, as if they could penetrate her soul. Linlin, do you know? From the first moment I saw you, I longed to spend the rest of my life with you and make you my wife... Although I know that as a Chinese girl, choosing to marry a Westerner may face many concerns, I believe that the power of love is enough to overcome all obstacles.

"Good idea?" She smiled. She had never imagined what it would be like to be wearing a white wedding dress and walking into the palace of happiness. Perhaps she still had some uncertainty and hesitation about this relationship.

"What about the action?" he asked, his eyes revealing his expectation for the future. Just a good idea?

After a while, Zhu Yaolin slowly said: "Action? It's better to be slow..." Sorry, Michael...

"Okay... I'll wait for you willingly..." He gently stroked her cheek and said softly. Marriage should be the fruit of two people's true love, not a one-sided demand or compromise.

"Let's go back to my house first and find a dress that looks more ladylike." Those gentle and elegant clothes were originally carefully selected to please him. However, in this emotional game, has she ever truly won?

"Lady? I've never heard of this word in you..." Lady? These two words seemed to have nothing to do with her. In his eyes, she always used strength to disguise herself. He knew very well that she was not happy.

"Ah? Then why do you love me?" She once thought that he loved her gentleness, elegance and virtue.

"Do I need a reason to love you?" he asked softly. If love can really be analyzed and explained rationally, is it still true and pure love?

"Is there no reason?" She was still obsessed with finding an answer, trying to hear some words from him that would make her feel at ease. But how could love be easily summarized in words? Just loving...

"What do you think..." He smiled slightly, his eyes revealing an indescribable tenderness. Perhaps, love is sometimes just a glance back at someone, which is enough to make people's hearts flutter and their souls shake, and they will be deeply trapped in it and unable to extricate themselves.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, was it because she was thinking about something related to him? Those originally restless and uneasy emotions gradually calmed down with his appearance, and I gradually put the past far away, so far away that he was out of sight...

It was a green round-neck sweater that was almost white, soft and fresh, like the first buds of spring. It was matched with a beige cotton long skirt, which was ankle-length and gently brushed the ground like flowing clouds. She wore a pair of cute small wedge-heeled cotton boots, which added a bit of liveliness and agility to the whole look. Her big wavy hair that fell like a waterfall was casually spread out, fluttering in the wind, exuding a lazy and charming atmosphere...

She looked a little uneasy standing in front of the mirror and asked softly, "Is it okay for me to wear this?"

He slowly approached, with a different emotion in his eyes, and replied gently: "Linlin, I think I found the reason to love you..." If you were to ask the reason for love, perhaps at this moment, the answer would be clear.

"What?" She muttered coquettishly, and was keenly aware that his gaze had become different from before.

He said in a deep and magnetic voice: "I really want to lock you up at home forever, so that this beauty belongs to me alone." I only want to monopolize your beauty, I don't want to share it, and I don't want other men to admire it. His words were full of strong possessiveness.

"You'd better nip this idea in the bud..." Staying alone in the boudoir...

"I think so..." Locked in the boudoir...

兰苑

This mysterious place on the east coast of the United States has a surrounding environment that is like a tranquil and beautiful painting.

Looking from a distance, the orchid garden is surrounded by a lush forest. These trees are tall and straight, with branches and leaves intertwined, forming a natural barrier that isolates the orchid garden from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Walking along the path to the Orchid Garden, you will see an ancient stone bridge across a clear stream. The railings of the stone bridge are carved with exquisite patterns, as if telling the long history of this garden. The water of the stream is clear and transparent, and the fish swim freely in the water, giving people a sense of tranquility and peace.

Entering the gate of the orchid garden, you will see a wide stone road with various flowers and trees planted on both sides of the road. These flowers and trees compete with each other in beauty and emit bursts of fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Musical fountain?" Colorful lights, melodious music and gurgling water are intertwined with each other.

"Do you like it? We can build one in the future?" Do you like musical fountain?

"Well... OK..." After blurting out these words, a strange feeling surged in my heart. Is this something they can talk about?

What did she just say? What a lovely and charming little woman...

"I say... with such good conditions, why do you want to come to our company?" A mere position of creative director must not be what he really aspires to.

"I heard there is you..." It was just by chance that he discovered that the person who made his heart beat was actually her, a girl from China...

"When did you know me?" I heard that she...

"I heard about you a long time ago, but I met you a few months ago." When we first met, you were in the crowd, with your red eyes and lonely back...

"Linlin, you're here..." They looked at each other tenderly and talked happily...

"Grandpa..." Follow Michael and call him Grandpa.

"Are you hungry? Grandpa prepared your favorite steak..." I heard that it was her favorite steak...

"Grandpa...you are so partial..." Michael couldn't help but mutter in his heart. He had never heard of the old man ever going out to greet him in person.

"I say, you kid..." What do you mean he is biased? It's all for him...

"Are you envious?" She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a slightly arrogant smile, as if she was showing off something to the other person.

"I'm not envious..." Although he said this, the desire that was hard to conceal on his face had already betrayed his true thoughts.

"Come, Linlin, sit down... ignore him..." His childish look...

"Okay, Grandpa, you take a seat first..." Western table manners...

"Linlin, this is my dad and mom." As the introductions sounded, Linlin politely stood up and greeted them: "Hello, uncle and aunt..." At this moment, the atmosphere seemed to become a little subtle, and there was even a feeling of a six-hall trial.

"Okay, okay... since we all know each other, there's no need to be too formal, just be casual." Mrs. Smith smiled and spoke in a friendly and gentle tone. In fact, they had heard of the name Linlin before, and they didn't feel strange at all when they saw her today.

"This is my uncle and aunt... their little daughter Jenny..." Looking in the direction of the finger, I saw a pretty little girl, about seven years old, blinking her big, lively eyes and looking at everyone curiously.

"Hello, uncle and aunt." Zhu Yaolin greeted them with a smile. They looked so young...

"Auntie, you are so beautiful..." The lady in front of him was completely different from the other people around him. She seemed to have walked out of a painting, elegant, charming, gentle, dignified and graceful.

Hearing this compliment, Zhu Yaolin couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Uh... Thank you, little Jenny..." There was actually a child praising her for being beautiful? What a cute child.

"Beautiful aunt, when can you call me sister-in-law?" Jenny asked expectantly, blinking her big innocent eyes.

Facing such a straightforward question from the child, Zhu Yaolin seemed a little uneasy and was at a loss for words: "Uh... Michael..." He was just saying something...

"Jenny, do you want beautiful aunt to be your sister-in-law?" If possible...

"Of course... I like beautiful aunts so much." Jenny nodded without hesitation, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Could such a beautiful aunt be her sister-in-law? When she grows up, can she be as beautiful as her aunt?

"Then brother, can you marry her home as soon as possible?" Marry her home...

"Okay..." After saying that, a bright smile bloomed on her young face. She can become her sister-in-law...

"What are you talking about?" It's just a child talking, why is he making a fuss...

"We have to follow public opinion..." Jenny asked...

"Who asked you to deceive the people? Everyone likes you..." She is very popular among the people...

"How could I?" What do you mean she is bewitching the people?

"Jenny, sit down and eat well... Let the pretty aunt eat in peace, okay?" She is still in the stage of asking a thousand questions and is curious about everything.

"Okay... then pretty auntie, play with me later. I like pretty auntie so much." How nice would it be if pretty auntie was always here? Pretty auntie...

"Can I? Auntie..." Can you play with me?

"Uh...of course..." A very cute little girl...