Chapter 89 Song Linyuan's Live Confession
Kong Nanzhu let out a sigh. In her opinion, there was no point in Qin Qi doing this. Even if Qin Qi said he loved her again, and no matter how he tried to retain their relationship, she had no intention of turning back and retreating into the cage that she had finally left soberly.
"Qin Qi, no matter what you think, I hope you can remember what I'm going to say next."
Qin Qi tightened his arms, "Can you please not say that? I know it's definitely not what I want to hear."
Kong Nanzhu was used to his willfulness, but she did not indulge him this time. "Thank you for loving me. I am very happy and I am willing to believe it. At least I can give an explanation for the feelings I have given in the past."
Qin Qi interrupted her, "Then why don't you want to try again?"
Kong Nanzhu felt powerless. Qin Qi was like a kid who was obsessed with trying even though he couldn't get the candy.
Marriage is not a ring-tossing game. She cannot just stand there quietly and wait for him to adjust the angle and throw the bamboo ring at her again and again. This will only leave her covered in bruises.
"I imagined the scene of being proposed to, maybe at the beach, or at the top of a mountain at sunrise. I wanted it to be grand, unforgettable, and ostentatious. I hoped someone would walk towards me with roses in their hands. I had many, many unrealistic fantasies about this matter."
As Kong Nanzhu spoke, her nasal tone became increasingly stronger. She was unsure whether her ability to express herself was sufficient to make what she wanted to say clear, nor did she know whether Qin Qi could stay on the same wavelength with her. There had always been problems with their communication.
She stubbornly and naively believed that she was the one who understood him best and the only one who could accompany him forever.
It turns out that she is not that resilient.
"I didn't say that a candlelight dinner is bad, and I know you did prepare in advance, but this is not the proposal I want."
Kong Nanzhu wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand. She didn't want to be too emotional. There didn't need to be so many complicated chemical reactions between them. "No one proposes after marriage. I don't have any expectations anymore. Some things can be made up, but some things can't. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
The more Qin Qi listened, the more bitter he felt.
He was also smug about how romantic it was for him to do so.
Regret seemed to be an invisible rope around his neck, and the feeling of suffocation spread, drowning him along with the panic of losing his loved one.
Kong Nanzhu pushed away Qin Qi's hand that was around her, turned around and looked at him face to face.
This boy was the entire throbbing of her youth. During the three years they were together, the struggles and pain she experienced were more profound than he was going through now.
Kong Nanzhu believes that Qin Qi cannot distinguish the difference between love and possession well.
Only she herself knew how much she loved Qin Qi. Even she could make up her mind to end it. She believed that it was only a matter of time before Qin Qi let go of his obsession with her.
Time will heal everything. Qin Qi is 22 years old and she is just over 25. They each have a long way to go in their lives. Continuing like this would be a meaningless waste for them, wasting their lives and their passion.
Kong Nanzhu thought so and said so.
Qin Qi's eyes were red, like a beast trapped in shackles, "I won't give up just like that."
Kong Nanzhu thought they would remain deadlocked for a while longer, but Qin Qi simply handed her the empty thermos bucket and said, "The soup is delicious."
Kong Nanzhu filled a bucket with kelp soup. Shen Jun only drank one bowl, and the rest went into Qin Qi's stomach.
While drinking, he fantasized that this was something Kong Nanzhu had specially prepared for him.
He hadn't eaten the food cooked by Kong Nanzhu for a long time.
He lost the person who was sleepy but would get up at 5:30 in the morning to make breakfast for him.
Qin Qi watched Kong Nanzhu go upstairs and lit a cigarette. The smoke diffused in the early summer evening breeze, outlining an unclear shape, a mess, similar to the picture that flashed randomly in Qin Qi's mind, with no pattern.
He remembered that Kong Nanzhu had always been soft-hearted. As long as he persuaded her, she would secretly help him complete any difficult task.
But now, he was so humble that he didn't know what to do, but Kong Nanzhu was unwilling to believe what he said.
After returning to the room, Kong Nanzhu threw the thermos into the pool. Standing on the kitchen balcony and looking down, he could just see the flickering light of fire at the fingertips of the person under the tree.
She watched him quietly finish one cigarette after another until he lit the fourth one. She turned around and turned on the kitchen light. When she returned to the balcony, she saw Qin Qi turning around and leaving.
At ten o'clock, Kong Nanzhu's live broadcast room started.
Song Linyuan had been waiting for her to show up online. The two chatted about the anecdotes in the beauty industry. Seeing that Kong Nanzhu was not in a good mood, Song Linyuan asked with concern, "Why are you suddenly depressed? Did someone annoy you?"
Kong Nanzhu didn't want to share her thoughts, especially on the virtual Internet. There were so many strangers in the live broadcast room who she had never met before. Even if they were her fans now, it didn't stop them from making fun of her after hearing her sad stories.
What she showed to her predecessors can only be the best version of herself. No one can truly empathize with her. The only way to gain joy and happiness is to constantly improve herself and become stronger.
Song Linyuan didn't insist on asking, as he had more important things to do tonight. When he was about to get to the point, a dazzling and gorgeous entrance animation suddenly floated in the live broadcast room. Only the top of the list entering the live broadcast room would have such a grand ceremony.
【Brother Piao is here! 】
[Brother Piao is late today, so I will give him three carnivals ]
Some people started to make a fuss, and "Piao" probably saw this comment.
I actually got three gift items worth one thousand dollars.
Ever since Song Linyuan promised not to deliberately fight with others and cause trouble, Kong Nanzhu has reopened the reward function in the live broadcast room. In recent times, whenever Kong Nanzhu starts broadcasting, this "Piao" will appear on time, often asking questions that are unrelated to the online world, giving people the impression that he is at least over 40 years old and does not often go online.
Kong Nanzhu even felt that most of the time he was just making small talk.
Every day he would send good morning and good night messages to Kong Nanzhu in the private message chat box. If Kong Nanzhu or the operator saw the message and replied to him, he would then ask some caring daily questions.
For example, have you eaten?
For example, are you tired today?
It seemed that there was no purpose, and he was neither a partner nor wanted to add contact information. The operator said that this must be a rich boss who wanted to meet in person, so he deliberately showed his presence and showed his courtesy, but Kong Nanzhu didn't think it was possible.
This clumsy way of chatting her up gave her an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
Song Linyuan in front of the camera snorted coldly, and was very concerned about being overshadowed by this guy who snatched away his number one spot on the list.
Kong Nanzhu did not make any special reaction to Piao's arrival. She remembered what Song Linyuan said, "You said you prepared something different tonight. What do you mean?"
Song Linyuan smiled mysteriously, the camera shook, he took the phone off the stand, the camera flipped, and a corner of Song Linyuan's huge apartment was revealed.
The overall tone of the room is cool and simple gray and white. Judging from the camera perspective, the living room should be a six-meter-high layout with two floors connected. The furniture is simple but creative. Every element exposed in the camera is filled with the smell of RMB.
Normally, he broadcasts live from a fixed angle, so there is no clue. As he walks towards the target location with his phone, it feels like the house has no end.
[Boss Chuang, could you please go around every corner of the room so I can see where I can be tied up?]
[It's really like the boss's house in the TV series]
The lights suddenly dimmed and the picture froze in darkness. Gradually, warm orange-yellow floor lamps lit up on the ground. The light path led to an object more than one meter high covered by black cloth.
In such a charming and romantic atmosphere, Kong Nanzhu held her breath. She suddenly realized what Song Linyuan was going to do. Before she could stop him, Song Linyuan tore open the black cloth, and a huge rose bouquet model made of building blocks stood in a real sea of roses.
The moment the black cloth was lifted, a faint light came on in the room and the camera shook twice. Song Linyuan probably placed the phone on a supported place.
He ran to the center of the picture, stood in front of the bouquet of roses, and looked at the camera affectionately.
"There are 36,000 parts here. I spent nearly 20 days putting them together. I hope you will become a rose that never fades."
