Chapter 9: Wreath, Ring and Vow 2
"Propose?"
On the grass in front of the old church, Lagoud slowly got up, knelt on one knee in front of me, reached into his pocket, and took out the familiar ring box.
Proposal? Why did the topic suddenly turn to this?
I stared at his movements blankly, my mind going blank.
"Qiqi, will you marry me? Marry me, love me all your life, stay with me, and devote your whole body and soul to me. Are you willing?" Lagude opened the ring box, knelt on one knee, and said to me.
At that moment, his expression was tense and serious, so tense that it seemed like his entire expression would collapse if he exerted a little more force. I gritted my teeth and looked at him. Compared to his tense expression, I was flustered and at a loss.
"Lagude, stop joking." I bent down and tried to help him up. "I, we haven't even officially started dating yet, so how can we get married? Besides, how old are we now? Getting married - that should at least be after we graduate from college, right? Besides, we haven't even met each other's parents yet!"
"No, no, this is absolutely not possible." The more I thought about it, the more ridiculous his suggestion seemed to me. I kept shaking my head to refuse.
"We don't have to get married now, I just hope you can accept my proposal. Qiqi, I just want your heart, I want to make sure that your heart is with me, it belongs to me, that's enough. The ring in my hand is just a symbol of commitment. If you agree to my request and are willing to take my words just now as a vow to me, swear in this church, and then let me put the ring on you, then that will be enough." Lagood smiled, and the tense expression on his face slowly faded.
"But, but--" I was dizzy due to Lagood's series of actions. I didn't really understand what he said, but I roughly knew that what this guy did today was to force me to confess to him.
Come to think of it, this guy has been confessing his love to me since the first time we met, and until now, I can’t count how many times he has confessed his love to me, but I have never given him a formal reply.
If it were me, I would probably take action to force my sweetheart to confess.
Thinking of this, I understood all his actions today.
Anyway, I have figured it out these past few days . I must be completely in love with the guy in front of me. If that's the case, what's the harm in confessing it? It's just that uh——
"Lagoude, you want me to confess, that's fine, but can you let me improvise the lines myself? The ones you prepared seem a bit too much."
I'm so confused.
There is probably no couple in this world who would bargain over the words of their confession when they confess their love to each other in such a beautiful place, right? Actually, I really don't want to do that, but the words this guy prepared are so corny. It's really hard for me to say it.
"No, Qiqi, if you are willing, please swear according to my oath. This is the only small request I have. Can you satisfy me?" Lagoud, who has always been happy to accommodate me, refused without hesitation this time.
Well--
I was surprised by Lagude's overly firm tone. I didn't expect this guy to be so serious about his confession. The meaning is almost the same anyway, why should I follow what he prepared?
"There's nothing I can do. Since I've fallen in love with you, I have to accept all of you, whether good or bad, reasonable or unreasonable. So okay, let's do as you say." I looked at Lagoud helplessly and nodded, "Are you satisfied now?"
"Qiqi." Lagude was stunned and stammered, "Good or bad, reasonable or unreasonable? What if it is very unreasonable?"
"Lagoud, what did you say?" I asked, because his voice was too soft for me to hear clearly.
"Nothing." Lagood glanced at me. For some reason, that glance seemed to be mixed with too many emotions that I didn't understand.
Lagude is really a little weird today!
I shook my head, drove away the messy thoughts, looked at him, and began to repeat what he had just said word for word.
"Lagoude, I am willing to marry you, love you all my life, accompany you, and devote my body and soul to you. I do." I looked at him and said to him in a serious and solemn tone that I had never used before.
Lagoud looked at me, the ring tightly held in his hand.
I stretched out my right hand, placed it in front of him, closed my eyes and waited.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
The feeling of the ring on my finger that I expected did not come as expected. I opened my eyes and saw Lagoud staring at my hand, motionless.
"Lagude?" I pushed his shoulder in confusion, but he was completely distracted. I pushed him to the ground with a light push.
I looked at him with a frown on my face: In this warm and romantic moment, could you not make such a mistake? After all, this is my first confession of love.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Lagood got up from the grass embarrassedly, looked at the ring that rolled to the side, paused for a moment, as if he had finally made up his mind, picked up the ring quickly and put it in his pocket, then quickly made a small wreath with the small flowers on the side.
"I've thought about it and decided that I'd better use the ring later. It's just as romantic to use this instead now, right?" Lagood smiled at me, and that smile was as refreshing as the cool breeze blowing on my face at that moment.
Although I was confused by this guy's contradictory behavior, I was infected by his beautiful smile and smiled happily too.
No matter what other mess it is, the most important thing is that the person in front of me, him and I, are finally going to be together.
"Well, nothing matters, whether it's a ring or a wreath, only you matter. I know that from now on, you will always be by my side, no matter how many difficulties and pains I encounter, you will never leave me, abandon me, or give up on me." I watched Lagude put the wreath on my hand, watching the pink flowers blooming brightly on my fingers, and my heart blossomed with joy. "Lagude, as long as we are together, that's enough, nothing else matters."
Lagoud didn't say anything, but just stared at me quietly with his beautiful eyes, and then held my hand tightly.
My heartbeat quickened, and a particularly warm and joyful feeling swept through my body! This was the first time I had experienced this feeling.
In this quiet and beautiful moment, under Lagoud's affectionate gaze, the words he once said to me seemed to echo in my ears again and again.
"Lagoud, you said you would always be with me."
"Lagoud, you said you would always believe me."
"Lagude, you even said that you are willing to be my blood supplier. You can let me suck your blood anytime I want."
I smiled, and that smile was so sweet and happy, so sweet that I almost thought that at this moment, the air was filled with the sweet scent of honey.
"Lagude, I also want to tell you that I will always be with you, too."
"I will always believe in you."
"I will love you forever."
"I want us to be together. No matter how difficult it is, I am willing to grit my teeth and overcome it for you."
I looked up at him: If those words just now were the vows he prepared, then these are mine, the vows I give to him. As he said, we will love each other for a lifetime, a lifetime!
"You idiot!" Lagood suddenly pulled me into his arms and hugged me so tightly that I almost suffocated, but he still didn't want to relax at all.
"Lagude..." I felt like I couldn't breathe in his arms, but I still raised my hands and hooked them around his neck, "I'm not stupid..."
"You're just an idiot!" Lagoud hugged me tightly and kept muttering, "Why are you so nice to me? Idiot, why? I'm just..."
I couldn't hear what he said next because a gust of wind suddenly blew, rustling the leaves around us and completely covering up Lagude's murmurs.
Although I don’t know what he said exactly, I think it must have been something super touching, right?
This guy must have been deeply moved by what I just said! Hehe, don't think he's the only one who can say sweet words, I can say them too!
No matter how many sweet , I will never feel sick of it.
Thinking of this, I hugged him back even harder, my favorite Ragud, and I smiled happily in his arms.
It would be nice if we could continue like this.
