Chapter 100
Song Yan didn't pay attention to the hot search. In fact, he had no concept of his own face since he was a child. When Yu Nian was watching the video at night, he looked at the handsome boy. The scar on his eyebrow was really obvious. But it is indeed like some marketing accounts describe, making the teenager full of ruffian, making people's heart itchy.

"What's the matter, Niannian?" The boy was doing exercise, but he noticed that the girl on the other side of the screen hadn't spoken for a long time, so he moved closer to the screen. He no longer lived up to the usual coldness, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and he was a little at a loss ask her.

Yu Nian shook his head.

She suddenly remembered a sentence, which was said by someone once, probably meaning that all the love in the world is like a rose, covered with thorns, they are beautiful and delicate, but when others touch it, it will also make people feel Be the first to feel the pain.

Ever since she came to this life, since she was young, until today, she suddenly woke up. The rose that Song Yan handed her had never had thorns.

Thinking of the careful kiss in the alley at night and the clothes on the shoulders outside the dance room in the air-conditioned night, this young man, who was only a boy, removed all the thorns while handing over his rose.

He tried to love her with all his heart, as if her love was all he could ask for in his life.

In fact, Yu Nian suddenly had a sore nose.

She couldn't imagine Song Yan in her previous life. There were rumors about teenagers being autistic and depressed. All the photos on the news and social media were of him with his eyes closed and cold. The whole world cared and loved him. There are countless people who doubt his mental state.

So the boy who loved her since he was young, has always buried this love in his heart?

Yu Nian has no way of knowing, even today, she has never known how long this love has been preserved, but since she discovered it, it has been the young summer of the sophomore year of high school.

At this time, Song Yan had finished all the aerobic exercises he stipulated for himself every day. He leaned in front of the screen and suddenly said softly: "Niannian, I don't like them."

Yu Nian was still a little dazed for a while, unable to react.So the boy repeated it again, with a little overwhelmed anxiety: "Those outside..." He was a little shy, and didn't know how to describe it: "Those...girls, I don't like them."

The girl on the opposite side of the screen has just washed her hair. She is lying on the bed in a pure white nightgown. The skirt only covers her round and lovely buttocks, while the white and delicate thighs below are all recorded in the camera for people to see at a glance. no more.

Song Yan's throat was dry. As a man, he actually had needs in this regard, but he really cherished her, and he really couldn't bear to touch her.

Yu Nian said "Huh?", she moved closer to the screen, and the girl's half-wet black hair drooped a little, she had washed her hair and was waiting to dry, so a large area of ​​her collar was wet, showing Translucent appearance.

Song Yan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, the boy didn't know how to answer her words, he felt so despicable.

After a long time, he said: "Every year, after this competition, I want to see my aunt."

He wants to get married.

Yu Nian let out an "ah" in surprise. She was still studying, and the classmates around her felt that they were still immature. To be honest, if she got married, she really hadn't thought about it for the time being, but...

However, with Song Yan, it will be a matter of time.

The boy was actually very nervous. The video phone was placed on the table, and his hands and fingers were twisted under the table.The fingernails dug into the palm, and suddenly felt that this was a bit like a marriage proposal, it was so sloppy, and infinite regret arose from the bottom of my heart.

He looked at the girl opposite in a panic, afraid that she would reject her because she was not taken seriously, but he was taken aback for a moment, and the girl's beautiful face curved her eyes and agreed to him.

"Alright, Song Yan."

"Then you, are you already planning to marry me?"

A little light is born in the darkness, and the buds of this light grow wantonly, and the sky suddenly brightens.

Song Yan nodded, a little bit ashamed, and he replied: "...um."

——Actually, I always wanted to marry you.

(End of this chapter)

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