Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 80 Jin Ziqi Do you want to marry me! (5)
Song Qiyan kept silent, just listening quietly, but his expression was too calm, like an outsider watching a story, not someone deeply involved in the situation.

She tried hard to recall those clips, "I remembered that I can play the piano, and you always play the violin with me, I don't remember very clearly, it's just a general idea, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to see your face clearly. "

Song Qiyan was silent for a long time, he squeezed her hand, his eyes were deep: "You really can't remember my face?" His expression has never been so serious.

Jin Ziqi shook her head, she didn't want to lie to him: "I can't see clearly."

Song Qiyan's drooping eyelashes covered the emotions in his eyes. Hearing her answer, he raised his eyelids, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and raised his hand to stroke the broken hair on her sideburns.

"It's okay if you can't see clearly. The past is in the past. What matters is the present and the future. If you forget it, then start again. I will always be with you."

Jin Ziqi's eyes fell on his injured arm, and he smiled softly, "When you are well, I want to hear you play the violin."

A gleam of light flashed in Song Qiyan's eyes, too fast to be caught, he smiled, "Maybe it will disappoint you, I don't know how to play the violin, you remember wrongly."

"Can't pull?" Jin Ziqi couldn't believe it, as if he was reflecting on his memory.

Song Qiyan nodded, but he didn't want to get entangled in this topic anymore, he took her hand and stood up, "After all, I have forgotten it for so long, some deviations are normal, by the way, I just asked the doctor, and the doctor said you were slightly injured, You can leave the hospital immediately, it's getting late, I'll take you back."

His face was a little pale, Jin Ziqi looked up at him, saw the tiredness in his brows and eyes, and was reluctant to let him waste his energy to accompany her to remember together.

The warmth of his palm has been passed into her heart.

He was right, what matters is the present and the future.

This man who is willing to protect her with his own life has always existed in her life.

The person in charge of picking up Song Qiyan was a young man named Zou Xiang, dressed in suits and leather shoes.

He said that he was Song Qiyan's secretary, but Jin Ziqi had never seen such a person in the Song family.

It may be that Song Zhiren's new recruit came to assist Song Qiyan on a special trip.

Thinking of this, Jin Ziqi didn't ask any more questions.

She didn't ask Song Qiyan to take her home, but went to the mall to buy a set of clothes and a hat.

She didn't want her family to see her hurt so as not to make a fuss.

Especially so-and-so, a child who is only four years old, she doesn't want to leave a bad shadow on his heart.

It was Aunt Hong who came back to the villa to open the door. She was a little surprised to see Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan standing side by side, especially Song Qiyan's arm that was raised high.

But she still greeted respectfully: "Miss, Mr. Song." She didn't dare to ask more questions that shouldn't be asked.

Jin Ziqi glanced around the room, "Aunt Hong, where are my parents and so-and-so?"

"Oh, the master and wife went out for dinner with a client at night, and they will come back later in the evening. The young master is playing with building blocks in his room. Do you want me to get them?"

Hearing that Su Ningxue and Jin Zhaodong were not at home, Jin Ziqi breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Aunt Hong was about to go upstairs to call someone, she quickly stopped her, "Let him play by himself, I'm very tired, go back to the room and sleep for a while."

After Aunt Hong went down, Jin Ziqi turned around and looked at Song Qiyan. He didn't say anything all the way. She thought he was a little weird, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

Seeing Jin Ziqi staring at him, Song Qiyan raised the corners of his mouth, and suddenly leaned over to kiss her smooth forehead, "Go back to your room and rest, see you tomorrow."

Jin Ziqi opened his mouth to say something, but he was speechless under his burning eyes, finally nodded and entered the villa, but when he turned his head, Song Qiyan was still standing at the door.

He was watching her figure silently, with complex and deep eyes, but when he saw her turn her head, his eyes flickered and became gentle and moved, as if that moment was just her hallucination.

"I..." Jin Ziqi didn't know how to speak.

Song Qiyan looked at her with a smile, as if waiting for her to continue.

Jin Ziqi shook his head and gave him a faint smile, "It's nothing, you can go back."

"Okay." Song Qiyan nodded, this time he really turned around and left.

Looking at his slender back stretched on the marble, Jin Ziqi suppressed his emotions and went upstairs.

She still couldn't say that sentence, she always felt that something was missing.

Whether it's the artistic conception or the level of emotion, she has never been able to figure it out.

However, when she opened the balcony of her bedroom and saw Song Qiyan who hadn't left downstairs, she suddenly realized that what she lacked was not artistic conception or emotion, but courage.

When he saw her appearing on the balcony, he immediately smiled, and then prepared to walk to his home.

Staring fixedly at his figure alone, Jin Ziqi's eyes were filled with mist, she turned her head to calm her emotions, and kept her voice from trembling.

Then she held the guardrail with both hands, and called out to the figure that was gradually going away, "Song Qiyan!"

Song Qiyan turned his head and looked at Jin Ziqi by the balcony, wearing a soft cloth hat, jeans and a T-shirt, like a female college student in her early twenties.

She fixed her gaze on him tightly, took a deep breath, and said seriously, "Song Qiyan, I've considered your problem in the swimming pool that night."

She saw that Song Qiyan's body trembled, his hanging right hand clenched into a fist due to tension, but his face was still calm as usual, looking at her, waiting for her to announce the result.

Jin Ziqi restrained his anxious heartbeat, thought for a few seconds, and finally plucked up the courage to look down at Song Qiyan on the lawn, "If I agree, will you still marry me?"

If I promise, will you still marry me?
After saying this, Jin Ziqi held her breath, and she waited for Song Qiyan's answer without a moment's notice.

However, Song Qiyan, who heard this sentence, stood there in a daze, no longer speaking or moving, like a lifeless sculpture, standing in the courtyard of Jin's house.

While Jin Ziqi was waiting until the uneasiness in her heart was so strong that it was about to overwhelm her, Song Qiyan suddenly turned around and ran wildly in the large open space in front of Song Jin's two villas.

"Song..." Jin Ziqi couldn't describe his mood at the moment, the original panic was replaced by astonishment.

She stood on the balcony and watched Song Qiyan downstairs running here and there, not knowing what she was doing.

After running back and forth for nearly twenty times, Song Qiyan ran downstairs again to Jin Ziqi's house and shouted at Jin Ziqi who was on the balcony, "Jin Ziqi, do you want to marry me!"

His beautiful black eyes shone with joy, his chest heaved up and down violently, as if he couldn't believe what he just heard, so he wanted to make sure for himself.

(End of this chapter)