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Chapter 96 "Take You to Dinner"

The teacher in the office joked, "This bouquet of flowers is worth a lot of money. I've seen too many red roses. The blue roses are so stunning and complement your temperament. It's not easy to find such beautiful blue roses in Tongcheng. I don't know how much they spent." I just got it because of Jin, Teacher Wen’s boyfriend is really interested in it.”

Wen Hua smiled softly, then lowered her head and sniffed the roses.

It smells really good.

She also likes the color.

She couldn't help but raise the corner of her mouth a little, and caught a glimpse of a thin piece of paper hidden deep in the bouquet. When she pulled it out, she saw a line of words written with a strong pen:

I gave you the rose for Christmas that year.

At that time, she picked up the flowers that others gave him from the trash can and hid them in the bushes. When she went to look for them at night, they had already been taken away by him. He also deliberately blocked her from returning to the dormitory.

Turns out he still remembered what happened so long ago.

After turning over the piece of paper, there is a signature.

After seeing those words clearly, Wen Hua's ears felt hot.

[Fiance, Xi Mo. ]
He sent a timely message on WeChat.

【Like it? 】

【what? 】

[Is there nothing on your table? 】

【No. 】

She plays dumb.

There was a pause there and he made a phone call.

[The rider said it was delivered, but you didn’t receive it? 】

[Oh, it turns out to be this. I thought it was given by some suitor. 】

Xi Mo: [Do you like it? 】

【good. 】

[I'll pick you up after get off work. 】

【I have a car. 】

[I'll ask my assistant to help you drive back. 】

In the afternoon, as soon as she walked to the bottom of the college building after get off work, she saw the tall figure.

There is a row of thick ginkgo trees downstairs of the college, and the fallen leaves paint the golden earth.

When the wind blows, the ginkgo trees in the sky are flying and swirling, and the road behind him stretches to the dusk sky.

The tall and tall man becomes the focus of the picture in this late autumn scenery.

He had noticed her a long time ago, his black eyes like splashing ink looked at her from a distance through the fluttering apricot leaves, with sporadic smiles in his pupils.

Wen Hua stopped and suddenly wanted to take a picture of him.

Don’t let the beautiful scenery pass you by.

She held up her phone and took two pictures before walking over.

Xi Mo wrapped the scarf in his hand twice around her. The dark red color matched her pure face.

"Did you just shoot me?"

"It happened to be windy, and I saw the apricot leaves falling beautifully, so I took a photo of them."

He looked at the blue rose she was holding on her chest. When she held it like this, the rose looked even more delicate.

"Good-looking." He whispered.

She lowered her eyebrows and looked at the scarf around her neck. It was quite warm.

They walked along the Ginkgo Road for a while, and there was another gust of wind.

"Do you want me to take a picture of you? It looks great now."

His suggestion was good. Wen Hua gave him her mobile phone.

"The scene should be left blank, and the long road covered with ginkgo trees behind you should be included in the photo." She posed and gave him the request.

The man hummed, found a good angle to take a picture of her, and reminded her at the end, "Smile."

Hearing this, Wen Hua pursed her lips, slowly curved the corners of her mouth, and looked at the camera.

Photo freezes.

Xi Mo stared at it for a while. The person in the photo was tall and outstanding, with a delicate smile on his face and clear and soft eyebrows. The dark red scarf set off his fair skin, and the avenue of delicate blue roses and golden ginkgoes made the color combination perfect. .

That extremely beautiful face brings a sense of impact to the whole picture.

Although it was used so often, at this moment he still wanted to use this poem to describe this situation.

There are beautiful women in the north, who are left behind and independent.

Wen Hua looked at the photos he took and found that the composition was quite particular and the shots were excellent, much better than she expected.

When we arrived at the tree-lined parking lot, Assistant Yu was already waiting there.

Xi Mo ordered: "Help Wen Hua drive the car back."

"Yes."

Wen Hua handed him the key, "Sorry to trouble you."

Special assistant Yu drove away, and she got into Xi Mo's car.

"Take you to dinner." The man's mellow and magnetic voice lingered in the small space.

"Oh."

She looked down at her phone, didn't say much, and sat quietly.

She found that he liked to say "take you to dinner" very much. He used to say this when he was chasing her. She didn't know whether it was intentional or casual, but Wen Hua liked this way of speaking very much.

A simple sentence contains familiarity and pampering, and has an indescribable affectionate meaning.

Give people a sense of belonging.

She was thinking a lot, swiping her fingers randomly on the screen of her phone, clicking on the app and then exiting it.

Suddenly, I noticed that there were photos displayed in Xi Mo’s column on the WeChat page.

Feeling strange, she clicked in.

Saw evidence that someone used her phone to send those photos to himself, including the one where she captured him.

After staring down for a few seconds, she compared the photos of the two of them and found that they looked very similar to photos of a couple.

The sky is filled with golden fallen leaves, and behind you is a long ginkgo road.

"I said I wanted to go to Xishan Canyon before, but I didn't make it. Let's go together tomorrow. There just aren't that many people there right now."

Wen Hua looked sideways at him, "Do you really want to go to the Glass Bridge?"

"I heard it's very exciting. I'll take you to play."

Also use the word 'with'
She raised her lips and said, "The glass is very hard and cars can pass on it. Isn't it just like passing by normally? There's nothing to be afraid of."

"There is definitely a difference between seeing others and experiencing it yourself. I bought the tickets. Do you dare to try it, Miss Wen?"

"Why don't I go?"

"You will go."

"Where did you get your confidence?"

"Tomorrow is my birthday."

She was speechless for a moment.

"Really? Since you want to play so much, then I...will reluctantly accompany you."

Here, the tree hole in the school exploded.

The reason was that someone secretly took a photo of Teacher Wen and a man walking side by side on the Ginkgo Road downstairs of the School of Accountancy.

Both of them are tall, long-legged, and have outstanding temperament, and the blurry picture quality cannot conceal the temperament of handsome men and beautiful women.

Student A: "If I hadn't read the submission copy, I would have thought it was a celebrity in the photo. Teacher Wen looks great in a long windbreaker, the flowers in her arms are beautiful, and the man next to her looks so handsome from behind! Can you tell me what's right in the photo? Do you have a face? I really want to see this man’s face.”

Student B: "I didn't believe it when I heard that Teacher Wen was in love. When I saw the truth, I shed tears. The beautiful woman is so single. I hope her boyfriend is worthy of her, otherwise I will be really depressed. I want to see a close match. I don’t want to see flowers paired with lard.”

"Upstairs, there is a high probability that the flowers will not be paired with lard. Look at the man's height proportions, the perfect golden nine-headed height, and his profile. He is definitely a handsome guy. How could a beautiful woman be so different? Maybe he’s also a rich man.”

"Ah, I remembered. I saw a super cool car when I was passing by the tree-lined parking lot. I didn't take a closer look at the time, but now that I think about it, it seems to be a Maybach. It's probably the man's car, ah - it's a perfect match. Love is the best thing to talk about."

"Let me tell you quietly, my partner met Mr. Wen's boyfriend, who is from the accounting school. That time Mr. Wen took the man to check his bed. My partner said that the man was very handsome, but he rarely praises people of the same sex. Yes, he thinks he is very handsome, he is definitely a handsome guy.”

"I'm going crazy! What kind of fairy love is this? I finally met Teacher Wen last month. She is so beautiful, so beautiful that it's breathtaking. Her partner sounds like a super handsome guy too. What should I do? I really like watching handsome guys and beautiful girls fall in love. If I saw it with my own eyes I would be so excited."

"Teacher Wen must have saved the Milky Way in his previous life."

"She also saved the galaxy!"

(End of this chapter)