If love can be booked

Outside the window, the weather was clear, the sun was bright and strong, the canvas curtains in the room were drooping quietly, blocking out the bright light from outside, and the whole room was filled with darkness, as if a quiet atmosphere was deliberately created so as not to disturb someone's sleep.

In this dream, a little boy and a little girl were walking hand in hand on the beach. They left a trail of footprints and chased each other. However, the little girl accidentally lost her shoes and stood there barefoot with tears on her face.

Does this dream seem familiar? She has had this dream many times before, but she can never see the boy's face clearly, only his back. They chase each other on the seashore.

Every time she woke up from the dream, she would be hit by a severe headache that seemed to tear her apart. This pain was unbearable, but she could not get rid of it.

When she finally woke up from the dimness, she felt like she had slept for a very long time. She slowly opened her eyes. This was not her own bedroom. She had been to this place before. This was Lu Jinchuan's bedroom! She saw his pajamas, his quilt, and... his clothes? Did he change them for her? His unique scent filled the air, making her feel flustered.

Could her expression be more varied? The confusion when she opened her eyes, the glance when she saw the alarm clock, the shyness when she tightly grasped the quilt, the embarrassment when she took a deep breath.

"Awake?" The floor lamp emitted a brilliant yellow light, illuminating the hazy morning breeze.

Last night, she suddenly had a fever, her body was burning hot as if being roasted by fire, and her consciousness was a little fuzzy. She began to toss and turn in bed, mumbling some nonsense. Seeing her in pain, he was anxious but helpless. He could only hold her tightly in his arms and comfort her softly, hoping to make her feel better.

Gradually, she seemed to calm down and no longer make so much noise. She quietly nestled in his arms, her breathing gradually becoming steady, as if she had fallen asleep. He didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing her sweet dream. In this way, he held her and sat until dawn.

When the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone through the window onto them, he slowly opened his eyes. He looked down at her in his arms, only to see that she was sleeping soundly with a satisfied smile on her face. He couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her face, silently saying in his heart: "It's great to see you the first thing I see when I wake up in the morning."

Then, he carefully untied his arms and prepared to get up to make her some porridge. He got out of bed quietly, walked into the kitchen, and began to get busy. He carefully selected the ingredients and washed each grain of rice carefully, as if he was making a precious work of art. After a while, a pot of fragrant porridge was cooked.

"I, you..." He was leaning against the door, his eyes revealing an unpredictable emotion. She didn't know how long he had been here, and a strange feeling surged in her heart. She tightly grasped the quilt, and a shy blush appeared on her face, as if she remembered something embarrassing.

"You, what are you doing?" His sudden approach made her feel flustered and her breathing became rapid. She tried to keep a certain distance from him, but found that her body was somewhat out of control.

"What do you think I can do?" Lu Jinchuan teased her with a smile.

What does she think he can do? She is not a worm in his stomach.

"Normal." He gently reached out his hand and touched her forehead.

"I, I have a fever?" She watched his movements, her heart tightened. Did she have a fever? She had no impression, just tired and weak. Wasn't it because of drinking yesterday?

Drink? Yes, get drunk for him, but in the end, you are the one who suffers.

"Are you feeling better?" His tone was full of worry and concern, as if he was afraid that she would feel the slightest discomfort.

"Not good." She curled her lips slightly, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes. How could it be good? She had just experienced a breakup yesterday, and today she inexplicably appeared in a man's house. This chaotic situation made her feel even more depressed.

"What's wrong?" He frowned. He was the one who should say it was not good. In order to take care of her, he stayed up all night, running around, and she actually said it was not good?

"Nowhere is good." Looking at the familiar yet strange environment around her, she wondered how she could be with him, and in his bedroom, covered with his quilt, wearing his pajamas. All of this made her feel extremely embarrassed and she didn't know how to explain it.

"Well, I..." She hesitated to speak, with countless questions in her mind. She wanted to ask why she was wearing his clothes? Did he give her a bath? Because she didn't smell of alcohol from last night, she couldn't bring herself to speak.

"Well, I, I mean, yesterday, nothing should have happened yesterday, right?" He asked after all.

"Isn't it a little... too late to think about it now?" He leaned closer to her, with an indescribable spark in his eyes, as if he suddenly understood the entanglement and hesitation in her heart at this moment.

Is she expecting something to happen, or does she hope that nothing has happened? However, Shen Wanning, do you know? It is precisely because I love you deeply that I am willing to wait patiently, waiting for the day when you fall in love with me too.

Because you are the treasure in my hand, I will never let you suffer any injustice.

"Ah?" She couldn't help but scream when she heard his words. Ah! It's so embarrassing, Shen Wanning, how should she face him now?

"Silly, I'm just kidding. I...I'll let Mrs. Wu help you." You won't mind this, right? As long as it's not me, you won't mind?

"Really?" She felt relieved, but also a little disappointed. As long as he didn't help her personally, it would be fine. His eyes were too hot for her to bear.

Shen Wanning, do you really not want it to be me? You're being too obvious, it's hard for me to pretend I don't know.

"Here." Knowing that she had no appetite, he specially cooked porridge for her early in the morning.

"What is it?" She had just woken up and her head was still dizzy. How could she have an appetite to eat?

"Love breakfast." He replied softly, with a hint of concern and tenderness in his tone.

However, the sudden ring of the doorbell broke the quiet atmosphere in the room. He couldn't help wondering, "Who would come at this time?" Mrs. Wu had already gone home. Normally, she wouldn't come back at this time. So who knew he was at home at this time? After all, it was only a little after nine in the morning.

Hearing the doorbell ring, he was about to turn around to open the door, but Shen Wanning grabbed him tightly. Her clothes?

"What's wrong?" He raised his head and looked at her, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, but he soon noticed the shyness on her face. That hint of shyness made him feel moved, and he instantly understood her concerns.

"My, my clothes." Her voice became lower and lower, as if she was a little embarrassed. You have a guest, I can't walk around in your pajamas, right? Don't say nothing happened, in this case, who would believe it?

"Okay." He chuckled, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes. He looked down at her under the quilt, and saw that she was wearing his pajamas, which made her look particularly petite and cute.

"You can choose from the wardrobe. They are all in your size." Yesterday, he urgently arranged a batch of summer fashions, which were carefully selected according to her size. Although he was not sure what style she would like, he still wanted to satisfy her preferences as much as possible, so he bought some dresses of various styles, including elegant long skirts, playful short skirts, dreamy princess skirts... He hoped that she could find her own beauty and confidence in these skirts.

The closet is filled with all kinds of clothes, from fresh and sweet dresses to simple and elegant professional suits. Every piece of clothing seems to be telling of his care and concern for her.

The doorbell keeps ringing, but who could it be?

"Dad, Mom, why are you here?" After opening the door, he looked at the two people in front of him and asked in surprise. Why did they come here at this time? And shouldn't Wan'er go to the United States with them?

"Don't look at it, that girl went to the United States to find a boyfriend." The mother said helplessly. Neither of them makes people worry. This one wants him to have a relationship, but he refuses; the other one doesn't want her to have a relationship so early, but she refuses to listen and talks about a long-lasting relationship.

Walking into the living room and sitting on the sofa, my father started making Xinyang Maojian tea.

"So early? She didn't say." No wonder she was so mysterious the last time I saw her.

"I told her not to date, but I didn't tell you not to date. I'm still waiting to have my grandchildren." The mother started complaining again. Neither of these two children gave her peace of mind.

"You've said this several times, don't you find it annoying?" Lu Jinchuan joked with a smile. Now he was not as important as the grandson she imagined.

"I'm not annoying. When you let me hold my grandson, I won't say anything to you." Seeing that the old men and women around her all had chubby grandchildren in their arms, but she had no news at all, she couldn't help feeling anxious.

"Your mother misses her grandson so much, but what about her granddaughter? Does she not want her anymore?" She keeps repeating "my dear grandson, my dear grandson" all day long. In fact, she knows in her heart that no matter it is a grandson or a granddaughter, they are her own children and she will love them equally.

"Why not? I love my grandchildren." The old couple was so bored at home that they had originally thought of traveling around the world to relax, but now? Suddenly, they really wanted to hug their soft and cute grandchild.

"Why are you here? I have something to do." He felt helpless. Shen Wanning was resting in the bedroom at the moment, and she didn't seem to be ready to face them.

"What could be more important than you as a mother?" she said angrily. Actually, she had no special purpose in coming this time. She just heard that her son had a girlfriend, so she couldn't wait to come and see him. Moreover, she even brought her husband along, for no other reason than to meet the girl who could make her son's heart flutter.

She was very curious. Apart from the little girl from his childhood, who else could enter his heart?

"Mom?" He couldn't help but mutter in confusion. It seemed that they came here for more than just a visit.

"Is there really someone?" Qin Yunyi just guessed casually, but seeing her son's nervous look, she couldn't help but wonder, is all this true? Has he finally made up his mind to settle down?

"Jinchuan, this is your fault! Why didn't you tell us earlier?" Qin Yunyi said angrily. It turned out that their previous speculation was not groundless. Just like Jingjing said, this incident actually existed!

"That's right, your mother and I are looking forward to it every day." The father also echoed. Brat, he kept such an important matter hidden from them and didn't even inform them in advance.

"Don't think too much. She was just drunk yesterday and I picked her up." He suddenly became a little afraid that his parents would oppose this relationship and was eager to get their approval and support. At the same time, he also hoped to avoid having them meet in such an embarrassing situation.

"I know, I know." The mother waved her hand to show her understanding. Are they so unreasonable?

There was only one woman who could make him miss her. As for that girl, he actually liked her, but no one could have imagined that such a thing would happen! And this woman who successfully conquered his son's heart was still somewhat curious. For fourteen years, he had always insisted. As a family, they understood better than anyone else, so they would not force anything.