192. Chapter 192 I have thought about our future (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
Author: Lao Tuo
Chapter 192 I have been thinking about our future (please vote for me, please vote for recommendations)
The moonlight is like the spring breeze blowing on the face.
After a busy day, Zhang Wentao got out of the car, happily said hello to Ah Hai who sent him back, and then took small steps into the alley shrouded in darkness.
Love can easily turn a man into a boy.
The same goes for Zhang Wentao, who is addicted to love.
"Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world turning inside out yeah!
And floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now don't stop me
cause Im having a good time having a good time
I`m a shooting star leaping through the sky
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity…”
In the alley, walking along the stone road to the courtyard, he happily hummed his favorite song, a fast-paced rock music "Don't stop me now".
Just like the title of the song, he doesn't want anything to stop him from going back now.
Because, in the moonlight of the small courtyard, the person I miss is still waiting.
He didn't want the other person to wait too long at night, he couldn't wait to see the other person and hold the other person in his arms.
Missing a loved one is not a shameful thing, and when thinking of her, Zhang Wentao can't help but feel happy and joyful.
Although the two of them didn't spend a long time together, it was very dull.
But a life that is just right, and each other that is just right, isn’t it the happiness and joy that we feel in every little moment of life?
However, the joy did not come soon.
When entering the small courtyard, Xu Hongdou was sitting in the rest area on the second floor wearing the woolen shawl that Zhang Wentao was so familiar with.
The bright moonlight hit her fair but somewhat sad face, and the breeze ruffled her hair.
When he saw the other party, he didn't look happy because he was back.
Zhang Wentao was stunned for a moment. Hearing the "ding-ding-ding" sound of wind chimes in his ears, he felt a little disappointed, but he asked with concern: "Why, are you tired today?"
Under this situation, he felt that if he asked such a question, he could at least give him a passing grade.
Xu Hongdou shook his head, looked at the other person with pursed lips, and said, "No, I just think about things too much and I have a headache."
"Thinking about something?"
Zhang Wentao hesitated for a moment, then walked over and sat next to the other party.
On the table, besides a half-drunk cup of coffee that had long since run out of steam, there was also a book, "One Hundred Years of Solitude" that Xu Hongdou couldn't stand.
This abnormality made him feel even more confused:
"You're still reading this book when you're thinking about something? You won't be sitting here for a long time, right?"
"Well, I watched for a while." Xu Hongdou said, waving her little hand wrapped in a shawl, gesturing for the other person to come closer to her.
Zhang Wentao smiled, moved his buttocks understandingly, and when he came to the other party, he gently hugged the other party and said softly: "I smell of oil smoke, don't let it smell to you."
"fine."
Xu Hongdoumei did not refuse the hug, leaned on Zhang Wentao's shoulder and said softly.
But her voice was a little low and listless.
Zhang Wentao smelled the faint fragrance on the tip of his nose and stroked the other person's back. Although he couldn't figure out the situation, he knew that something must have happened and he wanted to comfort the other person through caressing.
Because he was so close, his voice was much softer: "How about we go back inside, it's a bit cold outside, don't catch a cold."
Xu Hongdou murmured "Yeah", then tightened her arms around the other person, and whispered softly: "Stay a little longer, I like holding you like this."
Zhang Wentao nodded, his doubts getting heavier.
He remained silent, quietly feeling the temperature of Xu Hongdou's body, and noticed that the other person's hand touching his neck was a little cold.
He gritted his teeth, hugged the other person with one arm, and stretched one hand directly under the other person's leg.
Without giving the other party time to refuse or react, he took a breath.
Then he hugged the other person...
Well.
The moment Zhang Wentao stood up, he felt that his waist was almost not stiff and he was deflated.
"What are you doing!"
Xu Hongdou was suddenly picked up by the other party. She was startled, but she quickly reacted. While she was softly surprised, her cheeks under the moonlight suddenly turned red.
"Carry you back to the house, what are you doing?"
Zhang Wentao's words were very straightforward and direct, and there was an attitude that did not allow the other party to refuse.
Xu Hongdou raised her eyebrows and looked at the other person, biting her lip and saying nothing.
After remembering where she had seen that dress, she checked teacher Zhang Wentao's information on the Internet.
As a famous chef, Savoy has naturally received many interviews.
Most of the information on the external Internet is about his restaurant and his personal work.
But as long as you pay attention, you can still find one or two interviews about the other person's family.
In the photos of the interview, there were not only photos of the other party's happy family, but he also personally told about his love for oil painting, and mentioned that he first wanted to be a painter, and then started working in catering by chance.
Although the other party did not introduce that he had traveled to China, in order to confirm, Xu Hongdou ran to Zhang Wentao's room after returning.
She took the photo Damai sent her and compared it carefully with the clothes in the photo posted in Zhang Wentao's notebook, and found that the details of the two clothes were exactly the same.
Although, in Zhang Wentao's photo, the dress looks blurry.
But the flowers outlined stitch by stitch are very close in terms of outline and color.
I thought that Sister Huailan would not be able to show this dress to others casually.
I thought that the other person was French and liked to paint oil paintings.
Thinking of it... Xu Hongdou could roughly tell that her boyfriend's master was the man Huailan had hidden in her heart for more than thirty years.
That man is married and has a wonderful life.
And what about Sister Huailan?
It seems that that relationship did not start with love and end with courtesy, but it was hidden in the heart...
What about you and Zhang Wentao?
After being carried into the room by the other party, Xu Hongdou's head, which was hidden on the other party's chest, was slightly raised, and he glanced at the other party quietly, and then quickly lowered his head shyly.
Zhang Wentao noticed her appearance, couldn't help but clear his throat, and then "obediently" put her on the sofa.
The moment the other person touched the sofa, he immediately felt an indescribable sense of comfort coming from his waist.
"Oh, I'm really old..."
Zhang Wentao cursed, looked up at Xu Hongdou, who was shy, organized his words and said: "If you encounter something, talk about it, don't keep it in your heart.
Have you forgotten how you educated me?"
"Forehead…"
Xu Hongdou raised his head, stared at Zhang Wentao in front of him and fell silent. After a long time, he said: "I was just thinking about our future..."
"after?"
Zhang Wentao, who had one knee on the floor, was stunned for a moment. Although his posture was correct now, this...
The last time I confessed my love was a failure, so I wouldn't even want to fail in my proposal.
No, no!
Why did I suddenly think of proposing?!
Hearing this, Zhang Wentao was a little panicked. It seemed that the other party didn't mean it... It seemed that he didn't think about the future!
If...if you stand up by yourself, will the other party be disappointed?
After all, Xu Hongdou just said "the future is our future"!
Her expression just now... Could it be that she wants to break up with me?!
Zhang Wentao felt that he was panicking, his heart could not help but throb, and his mouth suddenly became very dry...