95 Confession
"If it works, I would like to ask Brother Chen for a fishpond and a piece of wasteland." Su Yu raised the conditions.

Chen Youqing nodded in agreement, and didn't think about what she would use these lands for. She just studied the blueprints and was so obsessed that she refused to leave.

Zhou Tinghong was the first to withdraw his thoughts, and his attention fell from the paper to Concubine Su.

Watching her eyes move with Chen Youqing's fingers, ready to explain to him at any time.

With a slightly calm expression, eyes downcast, neither fighting nor grabbing, yet exuding self-confidence.The face without makeup is cold and shallow, the lips are half hooked, and the shape is like a peach blossom.

For some reason, it was difficult for him to look away, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Concubine Su, I have something to ask you."

"ask."

Seeing her indifferent attitude and not wanting to talk to him at all, Zhou Tinghong pursed his lips, as if a thorn had pierced his heart, "How do you know these things?"

He wanted to say, without him here, without his guidance, how could Concubine Su know so much...

"Brother Zhou, do you believe that I can draw such a perfect drawing?"

Praise yourself without hesitation.

Just as he was about to explain, Concubine Su rolled his eyes at him and sneered, "None of your business."

Self-study, no?
Zhou Tinghong clenched his hands: "..."

Fortunately, Chen Youqing was focused on the drawings and didn't hear the conversation between the two, so he slowed down.

But facing her indifferent and mocking pretty face, the thorn in my heart couldn't be pulled out, it got deeper and deeper.

Doesn't he like himself?

In order to win his favor, she secretly embroidered a kerchief for him and sent it to school.

In order to attract his attention, he fell into the mud and got covered in dirt.

In order to meet him and get in touch with him better, I often ask him to teach new characters with a book, and ask him to write down the strokes of the characters in her hand...

Why do you look at him now with disgust.He pursed his lips tightly, and after struggling countless times, he looked at her steadily, "Concubine Su, is what you said before true?"

"Before?" Miss Su couldn't remember, "What did I say?"

Zhou Tinghong: "You..."

He was hesitant to say it, but it seemed that Miss Su had no intention of recalling it at all, "You came to school to find me at night before, the things you said to me..."

That night, it was raining.

It was dark and raining heavily, so she came to give herself an umbrella.

There was no one in the school, and she was afraid that something would happen to her alone, so she stood in the office with him.

Later, it was too late to correct the homework and finish the work, and he didn't notice that she hadn't left, so he was so tired that he took a nap on the table for a while.

He felt that someone had put a piece of clothing on him, and whispered carefully in his ear, as if to himself, "Brother Zhou, thank you."

That voice, soft and careful, slowly hit his heart, making him want to open his eyes and see who she was.

But can't open it.

Only the sound of rain remained.

Thank you, who is saying thank you...

After a long time, there was a bit of melancholy, a bit of expectation, "I have liked you for a long time..."

"A long time ago, earlier than anyone..."

"It doesn't matter if you can't see me, I will always wait for you."

"Maybe one day you will turn around and find me..."

"That day was probably the happiest day of my life."

"If...you don't look back, it doesn't matter, I will still wait for you, keep waiting."

He slowly fell into a deep sleep, but he deeply remembered that he grabbed those hands, warm and soft,
Let him hold on tightly, unwilling to let go.

But later, he slept all night, and when he woke up, the person he saw was Feng Chunlan, so he thought she had been with him all night.

He asked Feng Chunlan, and she didn't admit or deny it at the time, so he took it for her to acquiesce.

His whole heart was on Feng Chunlan, so he didn't think carefully about who it was the night before.

 Someone: I just want to have a relationship, but my wife wants to start a career!What to do, wait online!
  Me: Busy busy...

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  Good night()
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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