Chapter 138

But Zhuo Fan obviously didn't intend to back down, if she stayed in a daze like this, both parties would be very embarrassed.

She thought about it again, it was just a bunch of flowers, maybe she thought too much?

She stretched out her hand to take the bouquet of roses from Zhuo Fan's hand, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll keep it first, thank you."

After the two sat down, they ordered a meal, and then chatted casually like last time.

While chatting, Qianhui suddenly asked, "Zhuo Fan, are you planning to leave Shencheng?"

Zhuo Fan was startled for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

"No?" Qianhui asked, "Then how long do you plan to stay in Shencheng?"

Zhuo Fan was silent for a while, then said: "If possible, I hope to stay here forever."

After hearing this, Qianhui was a little dazed, and it took a while before she spoke again: "I remember you are from the north, are you planning to settle down in Shencheng?"

"I do have this plan." Zhuo Fan smiled, "You know, we are freelancers, and we don't have too many restrictions on where we work. In the past two years, I have been trying to find a city I like and settle down. This time I happen to like Shencheng very much, so I have the idea of ​​settling here."

"Oh." Qianhui was still a little confused.After all, it seems too hasty to want to settle in a place suddenly.

But then I thought about it: In the circle of authors, there are not a few precedents of leaving their hometowns to settle in other cities.Especially some unmarried authors who have no financial pressure are more common.

Seeing that Qian Hui hadn't spoken, Zhuo Fan smiled and asked, "Did you feel that sudden?"

"To tell you the truth, it is indeed a bit." Qianhui responded, "Is it a decision now? Or is it a preliminary idea?"

After Qianhui finished speaking, Zhuo Fan didn't answer right away, but suddenly changed the subject: "Qianhui, what do you think of me?"

Qian Hui froze for a moment, then frowned, with some doubts: "How are you? What do you mean?"

"What about me? Literally." After Zhuo Fan finished speaking, he added, "For example, when you saw me for the first time, did you have a good or bad impression of me?"

After hearing this, Qianhui smiled slightly: "The first time I saw you was at the award ceremony. I remember that time you won the award, and I thought you should be my role model. Your first impression is very good."

After hearing this, Zhuo Fan seemed to be in a good mood, and immediately asked, "What about the second impression?"

"Second impression." Qianhui thought for a while before saying, "The second time we met, I felt that you were very real, very frank, very talkative, and had your own ideas. In short, I feel that you are much more mature than I imagined."

Before Qian Hui finished speaking, Zhuo Fan asked again: "What about the third impression?"

Qianhui was slightly taken aback, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Just as he turned his head, he saw the large bouquet of roses beside him, so he said, "The third impression surprised me. After all, I didn't expect you to send me flowers."

"Do you like it?" Zhuo Fan quickly asked again.

"What do you like?" Qianhui was still surprised. At the same time, her impression of Zhuo Fan was somewhat discounted. She always felt that there were other inexplicable deep meanings in these words, but soon she stopped laughing and asked Said, "You are asking me if I like this flower, right? I seldom raise flowers, and I seldom pay attention to them. So, I can't say whether I like them or not."

"Oh." Zhuo Fan smiled, with a shy expression on his face, "What about me? Do you like me?"

After hearing this, Qianhui was startled for a moment, and then a little displeased.

But she still smiled politely, and said to Zhuo Fan in a different tone: "Zhuo Fan, I am a mother, and I am more than ten years older than you. It is not appropriate for you to say these words to me just now." Bar?"

After Zhuo Fan listened, the shyness that had just passed across his face gradually disappeared, and he met her gaze and asked: "Now you are single, and I am also single, what's inappropriate?"

When Qianhui heard this, she suddenly choked up: "Zhuo Fan, I have a child, and I'm nearly ten years older than you."

Zhuo Fan quickly interrupted Qian Hui: "Is age a problem? Are children a problem?"

"That"

Zhuo Fan interrupted Qianhui again: "I remember you wrote a sentence in "Before and After Marriage", if two people really love each other, all problems are not problems; if there is no love, everything is not a problem They will all become obstacles to each other!"

When Qianhui heard this, she was somewhat shocked.

She never expected that Zhuo Fan could remember so clearly a casual sentence she had written.

If she still felt that Zhuo Fan was a little frivolous and immature just now, then this feeling is gradually dissipating at this moment.
After thinking for a moment, she said to Zhuo Fan: "Zhuo Fan, when I wrote that sentence, it was just to complete the plot of the story, and it has nothing to do with my real life."

"No, it does matter." Zhuo Fan said, "Although art cannot copy life, some views and perceptions about life are true."

Just when Qianhui was about to continue to say something, Zhuo Fan spoke again, very sincerely: "Qianhui, when I first saw you, I thought you were special. I don't know what to say To describe this feeling, in short, after the awards ceremony, I will always think of you. It is precisely because of this that I came to Shencheng to see you."

Hearing this, Qianhui frowned involuntarily: "You mean, the last time you came to Shencheng, you didn't come for a trip?"

"No." Zhuo Fan shook his head very calmly, "I came here last time to see you. But after seeing you, I didn't know that you have a child and you are a single mother. Indeed, after hearing this, I was entangled and hesitated, but after I went back, I still had you in my mind. I tried to forget, but all failed. So, I came to you again. "

Qianhui was a little shocked!

Zhuo Fan's words sound a little unreal.But judging by his expression at the moment, he didn't appear to be lying at all.

At this moment, Zhuo Fan's voice continued: "I've never felt this way, really. Three autumns a day, should it be like this?"

After hearing this, Qianhui suddenly thought of the scene when she and Xu Zijun met and fell in love, and the various contradictions in their relationship later.

She and Xu Zijun have also truly loved each other, and they have both experienced the feeling of not seeing each other every day.

But what happened later?I hate each other, I don't want to be entangled for a moment, I just want to separate quickly!

Thinking of this, she sighed: "I remember a book called "Three Autumns in a Day". Suffering as if it has been a long time. Before marriage and after marriage, it is always 'three autumns in one day'."

After Zhuo Fan heard this, the expression on his face froze for a moment.

Qianhui could see the change in Zhuo Fan's expression, and she continued, "It's easy to be moved, but hard to be settled. Zhuo Fan, you are very good. If I were in my early twenties, I might consider going with you." Talk about a relationship. However, I am already in my 30s and I am already a mother of children. I don’t want to waste time on relationships anymore. Of course, I don’t want to waste your time, your youth. Like you Such a good boy deserves a better girl."

After Qianhui finished speaking, Zhuo Fan was silent for a while, and then asked in frustration, "Are you rejecting me in this way?"

Qianhui didn't answer, but just looked at Zhuo Fan quietly.

Zhuo Fan and Qian Hui looked at each other for a while, and then suddenly asked, "Qian Hui, what if I want to be with you?"

"Together, what do you mean?" Qianhui asked.

"I mean." Zhuo Fan seemed to be making some kind of effort, suddenly lowered his head, "What if I want to marry you?"

After he finished speaking, he raised his head again and looked at Qianhui for a moment, as if waiting for her answer.

"You marry me?" Qianhui smiled suddenly, but quickly stopped laughing, and her tone became more and more serious, "Even if you really dare to marry me, I don't dare to marry you."

"Why?" Zhuo Fan asked.

"I don't have the courage." Qianhui said, "Although I also yearn for romance and love, I also know that at my current age and in my current situation, if I want to pursue romance and passion, Not quite right."

"But what I'm talking about is marriage, not romance or passion, but a happy and stable family." Zhuo Fan corrected.

Qianhui smiled: "Zhuo Fan, how old are you this year? Less than thirty?"

Zhuo Fan was silent for half a second before nodding his head: "Yes."

Qianhui smiled again, her tone was very calm: "Zhuo Fan, I still suggest that you be cautious about this issue. Although I know that the feeling of two people being together is very important. But you can't fall in love with the feeling of love, but really Fall in love with that one."

"I really love you." Zhuo Fan said firmly, "I just said that I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

"Yes, you also know that you fell in love with me the first time you saw me." Qianhui said, "How much do you know about me when you meet for the first time? Are you sure you are in love with a real person?" Me? If you don’t know enough about a person, how can you talk about love?”

"Thousands of flowers."

Before Zhuo Fan could say a word, Qianhui raised her hand to signal him to stop.

Zhuo Fan froze there, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Qian Hui stood up slowly, and said to Zhuo Fan: "Zhuo Fan, I am really grateful that you came to see me from such a long distance. But, I am also sorry, I let you down. But it doesn't matter, we will still be friends in the future .”

After Qianhui finished speaking, she politely extended her hand towards Zhuo Fan.

Seeing this, Zhuo Fan stood up slowly and held Qian Hui's hand together.

After Qian Hui left, Zhuo Fan sat in the coffee shop for a long time.

He looked at the bouquet of roses on the opposite side, feeling a little complicated.

This was the first time he confessed his love to someone, but he didn't expect it to turn out like this.

Next, do you really want to give up?Just give up?

A relationship, before it even started, is over?
(End of this chapter)

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