"What do other people have to say when they propose to you? I'll take care of you and love you all my life. Why don't you take these vows all my life?"

Bo Jingchuan slightly hook lips, black eyes with gentle light, "those are not used to say, I prefer to use action to prove everything."

Shen Fanxing knew that he had just had a profound experience.

"If you want to hear it, I can say it, too."

Shen Fanxing shakes his head, and his soft eyebrows are tender.

"You don't have to say anything. I don't want to ask for anything, as long as we can be good. I believe in everything you have said before and everything you have done since. Bo Jingchuan, if I marry you, of course I will. If I don't, I will be the stupidest woman in the world. "

Bo Jingchuan gave a low smile and leaned over her forehead.

"Well, you're the smartest woman in the world."

Releasing her, Bo raised his hand and picked up a red velvet box among the stars.

The diamond ring inside is exquisite and unique. There are eight diamond stars on the outside, surrounded by a shining star in the center.

Bo Jingchuan looked up at Shen Fanxing, then raised his hand and stretched it into the blanket tightly wrapped around her, and took her hand out of the blanket.

Slowly put it on Shen Fanxing's ring finger.

The ring is beautiful enough. Bo Jingchuan bows his head and kisses it.

"We'll be engaged when you're done with the match."

Shen Fanxing nodded with a smile, "OK."

Looking at the ring in his hand, Shen Fanxing suddenly laughs again.

Looking at myself wrapped like a zongzi, I can't help laughing.

"Why is my proposal so unique?"

Bo Jingchuan stands up with a smile, "only in this way can you never forget."

"But it's not aesthetic at all." Looking at the roses in this room, Shen Fanxing only thinks that "dear, the wedding will be the most beautiful in the world."

Shen Fanxing was moved to look at her, "I just said casually."

"But I'm not just listening."

Bo Jingchuan clasped the back of her head and leaned over to kiss her soft and scarlet lips.

Tasting the kiss of the lip flap, Shen Fanxing's head raised to indulge and respond. Eating marrow makes Bo Jingchuan can't help but open her teeth and hook the tip of her tongue.

It's a tender and touching kiss, but Bo Jingchuan clearly sees the tears from Shen Fanxing's eyes.

He stopped kissing her, wiped her hot tears with his slender fingers and looked at her closely.

"Why?" Bo Jingchuan asked softly.

Why do you cry?

Her expression was clearly sad, regretful and reminiscent of the past.

What's left of her past?

Shen Fanxing buried his head in his shoulder socket to hide his tears.

"I really want my mother to see for herself how happy I am now. In this world, apart from knowing clearly, I think only my mother is really happy for me But I've been looking for it for so many years Her silence is killing my expectation a little bit.... "

Once people are extremely sad or extremely happy, what they need most is the closest people in the world.

For Shen Fanxing, the word "mother" is something she never dared to think about easily.

I do not know life and death, but every time she has to use countless excuses to convince herself that her mother is still alive.

She even felt that she was deluding herself.

If my mother is still alive, why has she never wanted to come to her for so many years?