Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Maybe he thought too much before going to bed, Song Xun didn’t wake up until nine o’clock the next day.

Just after brushing my teeth, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Shunchuan shouted outside: "Let's go out for dinner."

Song Xun quickened the speed of washing her face, quickly putting on makeup while saying to the outside: "Wait a moment."

He is now much more skilled and knows how to cover up some contour problems on his face and use makeup to add soft angles.

Jiang Shunchuan was a little impatient today. He started shouting again after waiting for ten minutes.

Song Xun lost his patience due to being urged, and stopped bothering himself with the dazzling array of women's clothes in the closet. He put on a long brown cotton jacket over his pajamas, and chose a pair of black loose-fitting pants that were more convenient.

After adjusting his wig, Song Xun looked at himself in the full-length mirror.

Apart from the simple outfit, the image in the mirror is that of a gentle and quiet little girl, there is nothing wrong with that.

Song Xun zipped up his cotton jacket to cover the pajamas underneath, and went out.

As soon as he opened the door and saw Jiang Shunchuan, Song Xun was stunned.

Today, Jiang Shunchuan not only wore a suit, but also put on his hairspray. He looked quite respectable when he stood there, a typical high-quality young man in society.

Song Xun guessed something: "You..."

Jiang Shunchuan didn't give him a chance to speak, he just pulled him and left: "Let's go."

In the car, Jiang Shunchuan's cell phone kept ringing with message alerts.

——The third and fourth floors are open for half a day and have been decorated.

——If you succeed, remember to bring your sister-in-law to meet us.

——Jiang Shunchuan: Thank you.

——After saying all this, just come back and treat us to a meal.

——Jiang Shunchuan: Definitely.

The moment he got off the car and entered the shopping mall, Song Xun noticed the pink balloons hanging from the roof of the mall, and his steps immediately slowed down and became hesitant.

He looked at Jiang Shunchuan, who was dressed in a suit and tie, which was unusual today, and hesitated and retreated shamefully.

Jiang Shunchuan turned his head and looked at him as well, and asked with concern: "Are you hot? I'll get you a cotton jacket."

The heating inside was very strong. Song Xun felt hot as soon as he came in, but he did not forget that he was wearing pajamas: "No, I'm not hot."

As he said this, he looked up at the balloons above, praying that it was just a shopping mall promotion.

Never, ever have anything to do with Jiang Shunchuan.

Song Xun really wanted to complete the mission, but he didn't want to be treated as a curiosity.

Jiang Shunchuan turned back to look at Song Xun every few steps. His excited and anxious look had already exposed his purpose.

The third floor was very quiet. Song Xun's field of vision was filled with a large area of ​​pink. Following the pink arrow on the ground, the end point was the disc in the center of the third floor.

From this position, you can see the people coming and going below, and the people below can also see what is happening above by just looking up.

As soon as the platform built with exaggerated love came into view, Song Xunxin was completely dead.

Why did Jiang Shunchuan do this? Why?

Taking the rose from the staff, Jiang Shunchuan pulled Song Xun, who was trying hard to keep a calm expression, onto the stage.

At the same time, music from the mall started playing.

Amid the music that represents the praise of beautiful love, Jiang Shunchuan held up flowers and said: "Meng Qing, can you be my girlfriend?"

Balloons were released all over the sky, exclamations were heard from below, and many people directed their eyes and mobile phones towards the third floor.

Song Xun thought numbly that Jiang Shunchuan must feel very romantic right now.

Yesterday, he thought of many different scenes, perhaps a confession of love via text message without meeting, or a path covered with fallen leaves and a quiet night.

But Jiang Shunchuan chose the most explosive one.

"Lots of balloons and roses..."

"Someone up there is confessing his love..."

“I want to post a circle of friends…”

Song Xun heard all kinds of chaotic sounds in his ears. He didn't dare to look down and even felt anxious and panicky.

The somewhat cold hand suddenly felt warm. Jiang Shunchuan took one of his hands, and the emotion in his eyes was straightforward and warm.

"When I first saw you, even though we were just separated by a screen, I knew at that moment that my heart was moved."

"It seems a bit hasty, but my feelings cannot deceive or deny myself."

"I keep wanting to be close to you, wanting to take care of you, wondering what you do every day, and whether you think of me in the same way."

"I hope you can give me a chance to get close to you and take care of you. I like you, Meng Qing."

"Can you be my girlfriend?"

Maybe it was because it was too noisy downstairs, or maybe it was because of the music, Song Xun couldn't even hear the sound of his own agreement. He just remembered that the light in Jiang Shunchuan's eyes almost burned him.

The amazing thing is that he can always accurately predict many of Jiang Shunchuan’s behaviors, just like now.

Seeing Jiang Shunchuan staring at her with his face flushed and eyes drooping, Song Xun reacted very quickly. She turned her head away to avoid his attempt to kiss her, and wrapped her arms around Jiang Shunchuan's thin waist, pressing her face into his arms as if to hide herself.

Song Xun heard Jiang Shunchuan's heartbeat, which was not steady and a little chaotic, and finally became rapid and vibrating like a drumbeat.

Song Xun unconsciously observed his heartbeat and thought silently that Meng Qing had twisted Jiang Shunchuan just by relying on online dating. If they really kissed, Jiang Shunchuan would eventually become an asexual person who would never marry.

There was only one restaurant on the fourth floor of the mall. There was no one inside and the decoration was the same as on the third floor, with pink roses taking the lead.

Song Xun may have never been so resistant to pink in his life.

Jiang Shunchuan really gave him a big surprise.

As a result, I haven’t recovered yet.

Halfway through the meal, Song Xun couldn't help but ask, "So you were busy with these yesterday?"

The smile on Jiang Shunchuan's face never faded: "How is it, isn't it great?"

Song Xun remained silent. He really didn't want to answer and nodded perfunctorily, very reluctantly.

Jiang Shunchuan handed him the cut steak and fancied, "I've asked someone to record the whole process. When we get old, we can watch it more often and reminisce about the moments when we were together."

This time Song Xun was completely silent.

Jiang Shunchuan didn't notice anything unusual about Song Xun and was happily immersed in his beautiful fantasy.

In fact, he wanted to confess his love yesterday. In the morning, he suddenly had the idea to check the date. He saw that it was a broken day in the Twelve Constellations, which means rupture. He immediately gave up the idea and postponed it for a day.

After dinner, the two of them didn't go home, but played outside for the whole day.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, Song Xun was pulled under the Ferris wheel.

The young couple in the queue ahead were arguing.

"Stop playing around. Haven't you heard of the Ferris wheel breakup law?"

"I've already bought the tickets, could you please stop making a fuss?"

"If you want to play, go play by yourself."

Song Xun subconsciously glanced at Jiang Shunchuan, who had no reservations about this: "I don't believe this."

Jiang Shunchuan has a special feeling for this Ferris wheel. From the first time he saw the Ferris wheel when he came to this city, to when he successfully found Meng Qing with its help, its existence represents luck.

It is not a law of breakup, but a bridge to bond.

Jiang Shunchuan firmly believes this.