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Chapter 338 In Two Years, We Will Get Married
The next day, Yan Qing got up early in the morning, dressed neatly, took out the lip balm he bought earlier from the cabinet, put it on in front of the mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and tousled his hair again.

When she came out, she saw a table full of food and drink, her eyes lit up, and she yelled at Yan Xiuwen who was busy in the kitchen, "Brother, aren't you busy today, why are you still shopping for food?"

She sat at the table and sipped soy milk, her eyes narrowed slightly, "It's Aunt Li's soy milk, it's really delicious."

However, how did he know that he likes to drink Aunt Li's soy milk?

Yan Xiuwen took out the fritters he bought and put them on the table. Seeing that Yan Qing was drinking so much, he reluctantly took out his handkerchief and wiped it for her.

"How old is it, why do you still look like a child?"

Even though he said that, his tone was full of pampering for Yan Qing.

Yan Qing smiled, "I haven't turned eighteen yet, why can't I look like a child?"

"That's right, I'm on stage today, you promised me, but you must come and see me."

She has something important to tell Yan Xiuwen today, thinking of this, Yan Qing felt a little nervous.

Hearing this, Yan Xiuwen's expression froze, and then he smiled again, "Ah Qing, are you sleepy? Your birthday passed last month."

Yan Qing was taken aback for a moment, but didn't understand the meaning of Yan Xiuwen's words.

Yan Xiuwen smiled, and added two spoonfuls of soy milk to Yan's emptied bowl, "Ah Qing, think about it again, it was only last month that you came on stage."

Yan Qing frowned, racking his brains, it seemed that it had been a long time. On his birthday, Yan Xiuwen seemed to have cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for himself, but she forgot the taste, only sporadic pictures of the recent events came from I flashed across my mind, but after thinking about it carefully, I couldn't remember anything about being on stage that day.

What's going on, it seems that there is something wrong with my memory after that, and I can't remember anything clearly.

Fearing that Yan Qing would think too much and make a mistake, Yan Xiuwen stopped her and stopped her from thinking further, "Ah Qing, what's wrong?"

Yan Qing hesitated to speak, and after a while, he asked tentatively, "I don't remember clearly, did I tell you anything that day?"

Yan Xiuwen was slightly taken aback, and looked at Yan Qing. Whether it was in the past in the real world or when he first entered the secret realm, he was absent the day Yan Qing took the stage, so even if Yan Qing wanted to say something to him, it was impossible No chance.

But, what did she want to say?
Seeing that Yan Qing was a little nervous, and seemed to be shy and unable to speak, he was also a little nervous in his heart, could it be
He pretended to be clear, and with a smile, he followed Yan Qing's words and asked back, persuasively, "What do you say, what did you say, have you forgotten?"

Meeting his smile, Yan Qing took a big bite of fried dough sticks, his mind was running fast, Yan Xiuwen would not look at himself like this usually, it seems that he really told him that thing that day, but how could he forget clean?

So he always went to buy breakfast at Aunt Li's house recently, did he tell him that too?

But no matter what Yan Qing thought, she couldn't think of anything related to that day. Under Yan Xiuwen's persuasive temptation, she put down the fried dough sticks in her hand, the table was full of breakfast, and this person who had recently started to care about her everything had a strange look in her eyes. Flashing, "That's right, did I tell you that I like you? I really can't remember."

Her voice was low, and she looked at Yan Xiuwen cautiously, her clear eyes were full of confusion.

How can I forget what I have experienced?

She has hidden this sentence for many years. Although she doesn't know the circumstances under which she said it, she said it again now, but when she said it, she didn't have the expected tension. Unexplainable strange feeling, always feel as if I have forgotten something.

With a "bang", the bowl in Yan Xiuwen's hand fell on the table, and the soy milk spilled all over the table, dripping along the table to the ground.

He stared blankly at Yan Qing, his head was "buzzing", like a huge firework exploding above his head, making him dizzy.

Yan Qing was startled, got up quickly, grabbed the cloth on the table, and wiped it quickly.

Her hand was tightly grasped by Yan Xiuwen.

Yan Xiuwen stared closely at Yan Qing, his pupils widened, his eyes were slightly red, and his voice trembled slightly, with unbelievable disbelief that he didn't realize, "Is what you just said true?"

Yan Qing was stunned, and didn't understand what his reaction was. Didn't he say it before?

Facing Yan Xiuwen's gaze, she was at a loss, her hand hurt from being scratched, and she frowned in pain, "My hand hurts from you scratching."

Hearing this, Yan Xiuwen let go of his hand quickly, but he was reluctant to let go completely. Looking at Yan Qing in front of him, his mood had never been so complicated as at this moment.

If he hadn't entered the secret realm, if he hadn't sealed Yan Qing's previous memories, he wouldn't have known what he had missed. It wasn't until this moment that he clearly knew that his Ah Qing used to like him.

Before she realized her feelings for her, she took care of her like a younger sister, and when she repeatedly missed appointments, she always had herself in her heart.

It was me who used to be, who didn't understand anything, and devoted herself to other things, missed appointments again and again, let her down, and pushed her away again and again, so that when they met again in Yuncheng, they remembered the not-so-good things in the past , she refused to give herself any more chances, and instead threw herself into Du Fengqing's arms.

Yan Xiuwen's eyes were scarlet. At this moment, he felt that God cared for him. Without this trip, he would never know how much Yan Qing likes him.

Fortunately, there is still time, fortunately, there is still a chance to make up.

As soon as he hugged Yan Qing into his arms, his whole body trembled, the surprise in his voice was unconcealable, and the brows were filled with endless joy, "You said it, you said it"

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and the joy of regaining his loss overwhelmed his whole body, for fear that he would forget about the person he liked just now when he turned around.

Yan Xiuwen's trembling hand fell on Yan Qing's cheek, caressing it carefully, his eyes were full of tenderness, "In two years, we will get married, and I will definitely treat you well."

At this moment, he even wanted to kiss the person in his arms, but he was afraid of frightening Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was dumbfounded, his hoarse voice of a man whispered in his ear, every sentence was talking about his liking for him.

He said he likes himself too.

He also said that in another year or two, he wanted to marry himself.

But why, I wasn't as happy as I imagined, obviously this is what I've been looking forward to, and my liking has been responded to, and he still has plans to marry me.

(End of this chapter)