She looked ahead, and saw a piano on the high platform, and in front of the piano sat a man with clear eyebrows and eyes.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he slowly stretched out his slender fingers and put on the black and white keys.

The man's face was a gentle color, and as his fingertips jumped, the piano slowly sounded an elegant melody.

I love you, not only because of the way you look, but also because of the way I am when I'm with you.

I love you not only for what you do for me, but also for what I can do for you.

I love you because you can bring out the truest part of me.

……

Gu Nanqiao could almost hear the sound of a prosperous bloom in his heart.

She stood below, raising her eyebrows, staring at the man on the stage who was so rare in gentleness.

The dim light illuminated him very clearly in that bright light, and in her eyes, he was really the only one left.

Huo Jingting wore a white suit, playing the tune under his fingertips intently, and occasionally raised his head to look at her.

His eyes were deep, as if he wanted to attract her into it, and the affection in it was like wanting to melt into his bones and blood.

At the end of the song, he picked up a bouquet of red roses placed behind him, got off the stage, and walked slowly towards her.

Colorful heart-shaped notes flew from the balloon, chairs neatly placed on either side, and she stood in the center of the auditorium, watching him approach her.

Huo Jingting walked in front of her and stopped, looked down at the roses in his arms, "Xiao Qiao, I bought five hundred and twenty balloons, and five hundred and twenty love letters were pasted on them, because I heard that the homonym of 520 is that I love you......"

But these five hundred and twenty love letters are written by us. Lu Yanhe stood at the door, and silently added in his heart.

Of course, he can't say this openly for the time being, after all, there are still people who want to ask for it.

But he still wanted to laugh, he didn't expect Huo Jingting to come up with such a way to propose, although it was a little different, but it was also ...... It's naïve enough.

The person who used to be condescending to others and not smiling at others was clumsy in front of Gu Nanqiao at this time like a child who deliberately pleased her, and he really did not match his image.

Gu Nanqiao just looked at him and didn't speak.

Huo Jingting was a little nervous by her gaze, and the hand holding the rose trembled a little unconsciously.

Lu Yanhe's crow's mouth won't really come true, does she want to refuse on the spot?

Huo Jingting's throat rolled nervously, was silent, and spoke again, "Xiao Qiao, I know that I am not calm enough, I have made mistakes against you before, and I promise not to do it again in the future, I ...... I have only loved you alone, and I only have one heart, I promised you for the rest of my life, and I will definitely do it......"

The tension on his face couldn't be hidden, how could he still have the appearance of being calm and calm just now?

On the one hand, I was afraid that she would refuse, on the other hand, I was also afraid that she would have the same thoughts as Lu Yanhe, thinking that his way of proposing marriage was naïve, and even more afraid that she would find out that the handwriting of those love letters on the balloon was not his, but was written by someone else.

But the time was too short, he only came up with this method yesterday, and today is her class reunion, so he didn't have time to write it himself.

Gu Nanqiao looked at the nervousness in his eyes, "And then?" ”

"Then ......" Huo Jingting raised the rose in his hand in front of her, knelt down on one knee, and asked openly, "Xiao Qiao, will you marry me?" ”()

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