why is my wife so pretty

Chapter 4

47L hee hee

What decision? ? ?Are you going to confess? ? ? ?Ahhh looking forward to the result! ! !

48LLongTimeNoSea

Yo, congratulations to the landlord for taking an important step in life

49LDust

……Good luck

50L Landlord

I am so happy! ! ! ! ! !

51L hee hee

what? What? ? ?Landlord, please speak up! ! ! !

52L stimulation

Hey yo exciting exciting, wait!

53LBiteBoy

He agreed? ? ?Want to hear the details, details, details! !

54L Landlord

He didn't say yes right away, but he said he would consider it! ! !This has been much better than what I expected. I was really afraid that he would alienate me and hate me because of it.

55L Salt Baked Pineapple

Congratulations to the host~ roll around for details o((>ω<))o

56L hee hee

Wow!I hope the owner will get his wish

57L stimulation

Copper ball confession details! ! !

58LStone

Ask for confession details +10086

59L Landlord

At noon today, we went to the cafeteria to eat together as before.

He still ordered those few dishes, as if he would never get tired of eating. I was very nervous and didn't eat much. He noticed and asked me if I was not feeling well-he was so considerate.

I shook my head and said it was fine.

After we finished eating, he put away the tableware. He habitually walked back to the office area. I stood still. He walked a few steps before he realized that I didn’t keep up. He looked back at me with doubts on his face. , asked me why I didn't leave.

The people around me were all colleagues from the same company. I gritted my teeth, walked up to him in a few steps, and took his hand to walk to a small park next to the company.

The small park is crowded with people in the morning and evening, most of them are elderly people who come to stroll or exercise. At noon, there are almost no people in the small park, which is an excellent place for me.

He was led by me all the way, but he didn't show any resistance. When I stopped, he looked at my expression seriously and asked me what's wrong and what happened.

I don't know how long I have been silent, but it seems to me that it has been a long time, because my two consciousnesses have been struggling, and the words I want to say are struggling on the tip of my tongue several times, but I can't get out of my mouth, but maybe it's not as much as I imagined. It was long, because there was no impatient look on his face, he just kept looking at me gently, waiting for my answer.

I took a deep breath and worked up the courage to say the first sentence: "I have something very important to tell you."

He laughed and comforted me with a slightly soft voice: "Speak, I'll listen."

His tenderness gave me the courage to express every detail of my thoughts about my feelings for him.

I told him it was love at first sight for him.Before our company met, I remembered his appearance on the bus, and I could never forget it. I unconsciously separated him from other people and made him the one who could affect the speed of my heartbeat.

I said that I envisioned my old age with him - when I enter old age, the person I most hope to be by my side is him - we can live in a city with a slow pace of life.

He likes to grow flowers and plants, so we can divide an area on the balcony to place the plants he takes care of; he likes to read books, so we must have a large bookcase against the wall in our study room, which is full of books he wants to read; For a walk, we can also raise a puppy with a gentler personality. After dinner every time, we can take the dog for a walk together.

Of course, our relationship may not reach old age. Maybe our relationship has entered a period of exhaustion in middle age. We may become bored with each other because we are too familiar with each other. We may wear the same style of ring lying on the same table. On the bed, we each sleep on one side, with our backs facing each other. Maybe one day, one of us will eventually break up because we can't survive the dullness of life.

These may have appeared in my mind more than once, they are not rare, they are some of the most common possibilities in the ending of thousands of lovers.However, even with the brutal and real possibility, I was willing to take the risk for a chance to be intimate with him for a long time.

I want to live in the same space with him, we can commute together, I make him breakfast in the morning, we go to the supermarket to buy vegetables together after get off work, and then go home to cook dinner together.

...I want to hug him, kiss him... □□.Want to hold him to sleep every night and watch him wake up in my arms the next day...

I told him:

I'm sorry, I'm selfish, I should have rotted these emotions in my heart, but I still can't help but want to tell you.

I really don't want to scare you, I really like the feeling of being friends with you, if you can't accept my liking, I won't force you to accept me, but I hope you don't hate me and continue to treat me as an ordinary friend.

When I said these words, I kept looking at him, and I also saw him look at me from a smile, to his eyes flickering, and finally lowered his head, turned slightly, and his whole body showed a state of silent resistance.

I haven't written a script specifically for the confession, but the thoughts have been accumulated in my head for so long that I didn't use any memory skills, and the words came out of my mouth naturally.

When I realized that I had finished speaking, my hands were clenched into tight fists, my palms were sweaty, and the panic in my heart finally showed, I couldn't help but take half a step back, feeling like I wanted to run away impulse.

But it was only half a step. Before I heard his answer, I didn't dare to leave like this. I could foresee that if I left at that time, the invisible and lasting awkward atmosphere would lie between me and him indefinitely. During this time, it is difficult for me to guarantee that I will have the courage to mention my feelings to him again.

So I froze on the spot, trying to force my voice out of my throat, pulled out a stiff laugh, and said to him: "It's okay to reject me...but I hope we can still get along as friends, can you..."

He still didn't look at me, just turned his face sideways, not knowing what he was looking at.

In the silence, my heartbeat gradually calmed down—now that I punctured the paper on the window, I had the idea of ​​smashing the pot—the blood that was congealed by tension also began to flow slowly.

I watched his profile intently.

The distance between us is only one step away. I have never looked at him carefully because I dare not show my affection on weekdays.

At that moment, I observed him almost greedily.

His skin is very good, fair and delicate, I have touched it by accident, it is smooth and tender.

He didn't look at me, his breathing was a little short and suppressed, and his two light-colored lips were lightly pursed.

He seemed to feel my gaze, and the drooping eyelashes trembled, like tiny feathers touching my heart.

What is he thinking?Thinking about how to reject me tactfully, or have you already made up your mind not to say a word to me again?Or maybe, he might be thinking about the feasibility of being with me, maybe he would think that being with me is not bad, although there is no way to have offspring, but I can give him a promise never to betray...

After a while, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, opened them again, and looked at me.

Straight into my line of sight.

"Can you give me three days?"

"I don't want to reply to you just on impulse."

Can you imagine my mood at that time?

I don't know what expression I had at the time, I must have laughed silly.