you are my Destiny

Chapter 51
He stood in the first snow, and the sky was full of snowflakes.

This voice is familiar like Shen Anzhi when I met him for the first time. Fu Tinglan's mind was retreating, and a passerby hit her on the shoulder. Fall back.Although Ma Zihao is not strong in stature, he is tall, and with a lift of his hands, he easily hugged Fu Tinglan into his arms. Fu Tinglan was pressed against his tough chest, and instantly pressed against his ear, Although he couldn't see the expression on his face, the pounding heartbeat was very real.Because it was too close, a familiar smell rippling from Ma Zihao's body, feeling vaguely familiar with this smell, which made Fu Tinglan's heart blurred, and unconsciously buried her head deep into his shoulder, "You It is indeed Anzhi, why would you lie to me that it is someone else?"

Ma Zihao looked at Fu Tinglan in his arms, who was a little distracted, but he didn't want to be disturbed, he hugged him loosely, and just let her hold him like this.

Perhaps Fu Tinglan has been alone for too long, the vicissitudes of life in the dream last night made that all-powerful face sink in her chest in an instant, her eyes were stained with a hint of red, and she felt her lips pressed against her. On the neck, the breath was slowly caressing very unsteadily, and there was a sudden heat from the depths of the body, but he heard him say a word without beginning and end, "Miss, why don't you let me give you this painting."

I can feel that the breath on the neck has finally stabilized. This situation is naturally a bit embarrassing. Fu Tinglan felt a little strange in her heart and didn't know how to answer. Because her mind was so distracted, she blushed and coughed lightly, and pushed Ma Zihao out of her body. some distance ago.

Ma Zihao curled one corner of his mouth, a pair of deep eyes flashed, and scanned Fu Tinglan from top to bottom, "But who did you mistook me for? Is this my luck?"

Fu Tinglan was choked up, blushing thoughtfully, lowered her voice and gritted her teeth and said, "Sorry, I recognized the wrong person..."

Speaking of which, Ma Zihao extended his right hand politely, "I don't know the lady's name yet. I just returned from Fuguo, and I have a special interest in antiques. I'll stay here for a few days. I think we are like-minded people. I don't know if it is Can't we go together?"

How could the past events make her feel at peace at this moment, Fu Tinglan was at a loss for words, she froze in mid-air for a long time with hopeful eyes, she silently took it back, she concealed the look of depression on her face, Brushing off the snowflakes on his shoulders, he said lightly, "Have a cup of coffee with me, and tell me where you want to go"

Fu Tinglan was greedy for the person in front of her with a godlike face and the smell of him, or to say everything about him.If there is any difference between Shen Anzhi's eyebrows and eyes, it is that his eyes are sharper and his body is taller. Even if there are two people who are so similar in the world, it is not so easy to meet them.If she can take advantage of this opportunity this time, no matter if she is walking with her or watching from a distance, she will be able to think about it. If she can't do it anyway, she will let him go like this. The upright figure is ethereal and unreal, and there are thousands of mountains and rivers hidden between the eyebrows and eyes, and the appearance is elegant. Thinking of all these makes Fu Tinglan's heart that has been silent for too long is slightly excited.

This is the day that Fu Tinglan talked the most in decades. I thought that there would be no waves in her heart. The corners of her upturned eyes were always red, which complemented her delicate complexion. Ma Zihao was full of exotic feelings and enthusiasm. It made Fu Tinglan difficult to resist for a while. Although Fu Tinglan mostly listened and did not answer, she still looked at the person in front of her. When the two met for the first time, she had already mistaken Ma Zihao for Shen Anzhi. She threw herself on him, and that's how she got into this entanglement.

"I don't know if I can ask, am I like your past lover?"

Ma Zihao's words made her unable to stabilize her mind, she put the coffee cup on her lips, and finally said softly, "That is the only person I have ever loved with all my heart, and now everything is just my unreasonable fantasy. no more..."

Fu Tinglan's body trembled, and although her expression was as indifferent as hers, she shed two lines of tears and choked up, "I am indeed a little rude today, I shouldn't treat you as him..."

Ma Zihao's lips trembled, "I think feelings need to be responded to, no one will wait forever, can you give me a chance, I think... I fell in love with you at first sight..." He reluctantly responded with a smile, shy Ran said, "I don't know if I can compare to the love in your heart, but you are my first love."

Ma Zihao stopped confessing knowingly, looked deeply at Fu Tinglan, waited for her to calm down, and continued, "I can't compare with those veterans in the flowers, I may be much more passive, but I think some things are It is destined, can you turn our meeting into the end of your emotional pain, and let me relieve you."

In an old small coffee shop in the city, Fu Tinglan held a folding fan in her hand to hide the lower half of her face. She gently caressed the old table, and the thoughts of day after day floated in her mind. For the love words sent by the lovers, she saw the eyes full of joy and separation in the world after reuniting and parting, which made her think about her sadness. As long as she promises to marry Shen Anzhi, in nearly a hundred years of solitude, the sincerity that I have been thinking about every day has long since had nowhere to worry about it. Why can't I be willful for a while, why can't I accept the person in front of me and let him help Free yourself.

Ma Zihao is still in that deep-rooted appearance, and stretched out his palm to Fu Tinglan, "I am a free and free person. In my opinion, it takes courage to pursue you. You are another scene in the world. I I am willing to hold your hand, accompany you to look elsewhere, and leave the sad place you said."

Fu Tinglan tightly closed her eyes, raised her hands from the table, and opened her eyes after a long while. She didn't take the hands that she wanted to hold very quickly, her face turned pale for a while, mocking herself Ban suddenly asked, "I'm not the kind of woman you think, are you afraid?"

Fu Tinglan dipped her fingertips in the Flat white coffee and wrote her name on the corner of the table. Her mood was unexpectedly calm, and a heavy indifference covered her entire face, as if the deep cold came from a different space.

This kind of Fu Tinglan seemed to stimulate Ma Zihao even more, making him want to get closer. Almost in the blink of an eye, he threw away all his self-restraint, blushed slightly, and whispered very understandingly, "Alan, I I just want to be close to you like Chuxue, I'm afraid you won't forget him, but I want to try and walk out of that valley of heart with you."

Fu Tinglan was really stung by this sentence of Alan, but for some unknown reason, her heart jumped suddenly. Her face was full of tears, and her expression was no longer tense. Before she could say anything, her hands had already clasped tightly. After leaving her, Ma Zihao stood up and handed his head over, brushed off the folding fan, and kissed Fu Tinglan's lips warmly and moistly.

(End of this chapter)