Chapter 67 Actually, I really want to marry you.

Shen Boyan rarely calls his full name like this.

When Meng Xinqiao heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

He is not as stupid as Cheng Wenxiu. Seeing Shen Boyan's expression at this moment, he has already made a guess.

"Did you hear everything?" Meng Xinqiao smiled and spoke helplessly.

Shen Boyan didn't want to answer his question.

Meng Xinqiao's smile was particularly dazzling in his eyes.

"I know there are things you can't tell me." Shen Boyan said, "But if you can tell me, why don't you want to say anything?"

Meng Xinqiao fell silent.

His smile has not disappeared yet, he just lowered his eyes and said vaguely after a while: "This matter is very complicated."

"Really." Shen Boyan's voice also softened, "It's so complicated that you suddenly distanced yourself. Do I have something to do with this?"

After hearing this, Meng Xinqiao's expression finally fluctuated a little. But that fluctuation was fleeting, and he returned to his usual watertight appearance.

"Shen Boyan," he said, "I actually hope you will never get involved."

"Never?" Shen Boyan felt ridiculous as he listened, "Am I not already involved now?"

He felt that Meng Xin Qiao always looked like he was trying to exclude him, which seemed particularly irritating.

"I know," Meng Xinqiao did not deny it, "but this has resulted in such a result. I will make up for my mistakes."

He did not touch Shen Boyan's eyes and just said: "These things are actually my fault." It's wrong. You should know nothing and live the life you want. "

You should know nothing?

Was he supposed to live the life he wanted?

He should be like this, so now he has to watch all this happen, and for this so-called should, he will always be a fool and a person who enjoys happiness?

Could he really do it and watch?

"So." Shen Boyan suddenly took a step forward.

The distance between him and Meng Xinqiao instantly shortened. Meng Xinqiao's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he subconsciously leaned back, but Shen Boyan stared at him closely.

"So, when you were late on my birthday and didn't come to see me off when I went abroad, was it all because of 'it'?" Shen Boyan stared at him, his brain jumping rapidly, "So, even on the day you finished the college entrance examination , said he wanted to see me, but was late, is it also because of it?" Meng Xinqiao paused.

He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but Shen Boyan still pressed forward step by step: "Do you know that Cheng Wenjun came to me yesterday and told me that you suddenly ignored me because someone wanted to inform Jiang Jing and tell her that we It's that kind of relationship. He said you distanced yourself from me, right?"

Shen Boyan said and smiled: "Really?"

"It's obviously because of the system. Because of it."

He spoke very quickly: "You have cut off all contact with it for so many years. Do you want to bear all this yourself? It's the same as now, right?

" No." Meng Xinqiao didn't answer, and the resentment in Shen Boyan's heart was infinitely magnified. "Can't I know anything? Can't I have an answer?"

"Who's inside?"

, a strange voice sounded outside the door.

Shen Boyan suddenly realized that his voice was a bit loud. He was startled, and happened to meet Meng Xinqiao's eyes.

Meng Xinqiao seemed to be still so calm. The eyes were black, and there was no obvious emotion due to Shen Boyan's excited look just now.

Maybe a little bit, but Shen Boyan couldn't see clearly.

"It's the room I stayed in."

Fang Shengyun's voice came in time: "What's wrong?"

"Sorry, we didn't receive the notice." The man apologized at the beginning, "Sorry to bother you."

Fang Shengyun got rid of the situation, but No one came in.

But the strong cloud that had just enveloped Shen Boyan did not dissipate because of this sudden interruption, but became even heavier.

"If you don't want to have any contact with me at all, then why do you want to marry me? Isn't it good for us to be strangers forever?" Shen Boyan said.

"Or is it that our marriage is just a ploy for you to lure out the system? It doesn't matter what I think, does it?"

"No." Meng Xinqiao finally spoke, "But this is a mistake I made."

His voice Deep and a little hoarse. At this moment, he finally looked directly into Shen Boyan's eyes.

"It turned out to be just a mistake." Shen Boyan felt a little funny when he heard it.

It turned out to be just a mistake.

"It's just a mistake, so maybe we don't need to talk about it." After getting angry, Shen Boyan was tired and felt a little embarrassed with excitement.

He wanted to say, "But I saw the twentieth birthday gift you originally wanted to give me."

But at that moment, Shen Boyan seemed a little paranoid.

They're just wrong.

Maybe most of his thoughts come from his own selfishness, but he can figure out all kinds of feelings from such a small thing.

"It's my fault." Meng Xinqiao did not stop, but continued.

"I made a mistake in my judgment. I thought it had disappeared after Cheng Shunhao retired and would never come back."

"I thought..." A bitter emotion finally spread on his face, "I thought everything was finally over. I'm ready, and you're back from abroad."

"I arranged everything, and the process of marrying you went smoothly, and you agreed."

"I thought everything would be fine."

"But I was wrong."...

Shen Boyan was stunned, and he still couldn't get out of his emotions.

Meng Xinqiao's face, which looked like flowers in the fog, gradually became clear at this moment. Little by little, he saw that Meng Xinqiao was no longer watertight.

He was frustrated, confused, and even a little depressed.

"So, is that really the case?" Shen Boyan's tone slowed down.

"Yes, you guessed it right." Meng Xinqiao nodded and said bitterly, "I'm sorry, I thought too much... I'm afraid it will have some back-up plans that will hurt you. I don't I dare to see you showing fear of retreating when you and I are taking on all this.

"I... didn't expect you to find me, nor did I expect you to guess what happened before."

It's like being blocked.

"Why don't you believe me?" He blinked hard and reluctantly said this sentence decently.

"I don't know." Meng Xinqiao couldn't think of any excuse and just answered him honestly, "I don't know either. But after thinking about it, it's you. You will find out."

This sentence seemed to have something to say. Implications of necessity and chance. Shen Boyan licked the words in his mind, over and over again. it's me.

Just because it's me.

"I found the gift you were going to give me," he said.

Meng Xinqiao fell silent.

After a while, he said slowly: "But it's broken."

"I know," Shen Boyan finally lowered his eyes, "but that's not important."

"Not important... not important." Meng Xinqiao listened, and suddenly Laughed.

That laugh was a bit free, as if a prisoner controlled by unnecessary chains suddenly found that he had no restraints at that moment.

"Yeah, it's not important." He repeated.

The light fragrance in the tea room and the slightly astringent smell floated around Shen Boyan.

Shen Boyan didn't look up, but he could feel Meng Xinqiao wrapping her arms around his shoulders, taking his hand and hugging him.

Meng Xinqiao smelled of perfume, calm and elegant, which was different from the refreshing smell when they were students many years ago.

It's a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

Familiar because he is Cheng Wenjun; unfamiliar because he is not Cheng Wenjun.

They hadn't embraced so closely in years.

"I want to marry you." Shen Boyan said dully, leaning on Meng Xinqiao's shoulder.

"I think so too, even in my dreams." Meng Xinqiao replied.

"We will definitely be able to have a real wedding."