After modification, enter the love game

She gestured with her hands, and in the dim light, drew a big exclamation mark on the side of her cheek.

The dazzling sea of ​​stars is so beautiful that it makes people dizzy.

The cherry-colored lips moved.

Word by word.

"I, am, willing...oh."

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"I, am, willing...oh."

Jiang Quhan froze.

It looked like it was covered with a layer of heavy snow that had drifted from the top of Mount Everest.

He turned his head almost with a "click", and his neck made a dry and twisted sound like a rusty robot.

Look of horror.

Compared to him...Yang Mei on the opposite side had a much brighter expression.

She was smiling, an undisguised smile, as if she wanted to pour all the joy in her life into this moment. Even if she was so shy that she wanted to die, she had to show that smile.

A smile brighter than the whole summer.

There was still a fierce sound coming from the screen beside my ears, probably "The enemy is coming again and we need support", followed by continuous artillery fire...

But Jiang Quhan could no longer hear any sound, the sound of the screen, the sound of the crowd, and the sound of an old man educating his children.

The only thing in his mind was "I want to die".

Intensified.

"...Xiaomei?"

Jiang Quhan's voice was dry.

"exist."

Yangmei responded with a blushing face.

"Xiaomei?"

"here I am."

"Xiao... Mei?"

"Here it is."

They seemed to be playing some weird question-and-answer game.

Jiang Quhan kept calling, and Yang Mei kept responding, and each time she responded she used a different way of answering.

The only difference is that the more girls reply, the happier they are.

The more the man screamed, the more he wanted to die.

Fortunately, he was able to say something else in the end.

"you……"

Pause for three full seconds.

"...You can't hear me?"

Yang Mei's eyes widened: "Why do you think so?"

"Because, you, are in the welfare home..."

"Does it mean that we can't hear anything in the welfare house?"

Jiang Quhan thought to himself that it was absolutely true.

Who says that you can’t hear sign language in an orphanage? I am a direct descendant of Shennong, and it doesn’t stop me from learning English.

So he wanted to die even more.

I remember there was a river on the way here.

I'll find a time to jump back...

Yangmei touched her braid somewhat embarrassedly.

“…Actually, I feel the same way.”

Her face is rosy, like a freshly picked cherry.

"I also thought you couldn't hear me at first...I only found out when you spoke to the window this afternoon."

Jiang Quhan: "..."

With an expression of disbelief, as if he had been betrayed by the world, he asked:

"You were there at that time!?"

"Accident."

"You were listening to everything?"

"... a small accident."

"..."

Jiang Quhan's expression was as wonderful as if he had discovered for the first time that his son had signed him up for a blind date show.

So there was silence.

Silence lasted until the movie ended, until the song ended and the crowd dispersed, until the two of them walked silently side by side in the alley at night, and then silently watched the green leaves fall from the treetops.

Just like they always are.

At that time, they both thought that each other was a disabled person who couldn't hear anything, so of course they were very quiet when they walked together.

The streets in the past were not as bright as they are today. Although there were still street lights, they were just a drop in the bucket compared to the entire darkness.

Their greatest pleasure is to recognize each other's sign language with the help of dim light. This behavior seems a bit stupid, of course, but they never get tired of it. It is as romantic as whispering in each other's ears.

"Love words" that only they can understand.

But there has never been a time when it was more silent than today - so silent that it was almost embarrassing.

Fortunately, Yangmei has always been an impatient girl.

She quickened her pace and stood in front of Jiang Quhan, who looked like he was saying “my life is over”.

The slender fingers dance like a butterfly flying through flowers.

“I’m sorry,” she said.

"…There's nothing to be sorry about."

Jiang Quhan slumped his shoulders, "It's my fault. I have been cautious all my life, but I was deceived by a villain."

... Later, I will carry the steel bars to the Xuanyuan clan's territory and let someone understand what it means to be a filial son under the stick.

Jiang Quhan was thinking about how to deal with the body when he saw the girl in front of him pointing at her own ears.

【I can’t hear you.】

Serious face.

Jiang Quhan: "..."

Fine.

So he repeated it again using sign language.

【Villain?】 Yang Mei asked.

【A bad idea from a hateful guy. 】

【I see. 】

Of course Yang Mei didn't know what "villain" meant, she just went along with what Jiang Quhan meant.

There was a pause.

Be careful.

[So, does the confession still count? ]

Jiang Quhan suddenly raised his eyes.

What came into view was a beautiful face that was mixed with anxiety and lingering joy.

It was not until then that he noticed that the girl in front of him seemed to be wearing makeup today.

It's still that kind of old-fashioned and outdated makeup...

Because carmine is not only not suitable for this era, it is also not very suitable for bayberry.

But this color will give people an illusion, because in the past, this kind of makeup would often only appear on the wedding night. Its color is so bright, bright enough to rush into the heart of every man who lifts the red veil.

As red as a wedding dress.

No wonder the old lady treasured this color. Did she go through the same thing in the past? The waiting became more and more anxious and sweet, like children surrounding a candy man.

——Jiang Quhan’s mood suddenly calmed down.

It's hard to say what the reason is.

I just thought it over.

He took a deep breath and smiled peacefully.

[Of course it counts.]

The man said seriously, "If you don't think it counts, I can do it again."

The girl's face turned red.

In fact, her cheeks had been extremely red since a while ago, and now they were just a little redder, so red that her whole body felt hot.

It's just like those girls who blush because their boyfriend compliments them, and then get even redder when they are told that their blushing is cute.

"Well, can I have a hug?"

Yangmei couldn't help but speak.

of course can.

The broad figure and the petite body overlap.

——It may sound a bit rude to say this, but Yang Mei has actually fantasized about being hugged by Jiang Quhan more than once.

Forgive her. It is normal for a young girl to fantasize about anything.

She is already quite innocent.

But... when you truly experience it, this "sense of reality" is still enough to completely shatter those "illusory beauties".

His face was buried in his chest, and his arms were stretched as far as they could to wrap around his waist, which was so broad that it looked like he was sleeping in a wheat field.

It seemed that as long as the other party exerted a little force, he would be lifted into the air.

Safe and warm.

They hugged each other like this for a long time, like magnets stuck together and unwilling to separate.

The two people were so close, so close that even the scorching summer breeze couldn't find a gap to pass through, and could only flow around them.

——Let’s shift our focus away from this couple and learn an interesting piece of knowledge.

A normal boy, when on a first date with a girl he likes in an intimate atmosphere, will often fall into a state of "dating syndrome".

At this time, boys are in a long state of "excitement", and because it is their first experience, their brain's reaction will be quite intense.

Physically, it manifests as multiple local congestion that cannot be relieved, causing dull pain, and is difficult to suppress due to sensitivity and muscle tension.

It's like shouting "Man, we need to fight."

So, if there are girls here, please don’t be confused as to why your boyfriend is used to putting one hand in his pocket when on a date – it means he loves you.