Cheng Haochen gently stroked her black and soft hair, his eyes were shining, and his face was smiling like a spring breeze:
"I like to do anything for you. Whenever you need me, you can take out these gift certificates in exchange for my services. There are 365 gift certificates here, and you have the right to send me every day."
Yu Keqing leaned gently in his arms, looked at Kazuki's card, danced gracefully, and the romantic feelings in her heart spread layer by layer.
"Did you do all this with your own hands?"
"Well, I have been suffering from insomnia some time ago. Whenever I couldn't sleep, I would get up and look at your photos. I know you like tulips, so one day I had a sudden idea and cut all your photos into tulips."
"Why are there some things on this page that are blank and unwritten?"
"I'll leave it for you to write. You can write whatever you like me to do, for example... being the father of your child."
Yu Keqing pressed him lightly, a faint blush appeared on her face, and she pouted slightly, "You just have a bad mouth."
"I'm just bad for you, so it doesn't matter if I'm a little bad."
Yu Keqing pinched his strong chest again and pursed her lips with a smile.
"Haochen, what should I give you in return?"
"Well...then give it to me today and let me do whatever you want."
"Oh, why have you become so democratic today? You used to be able to do whatever you wanted."
"Ke Qing, I just realized now that you are so ungrateful." Cheng Haochen pinched her waist gently, and then hugged her gently.
"Ke Qing, this place will be yours from now on."
"What?" Yu Keqing raised her head in surprise.
"After you left, I came here often. There are memories everywhere here. I didn't want anyone to destroy it, so I bought it... You like this place very much, so I'll give it to you."
Touched and guilty at the same time, she looked at him quietly and wordlessly.
The sun shines softly on his face through the dense leaves, giving him a different kind of handsomeness and elegance under the golden light.
She spoke softly, with infinite apologies in her heart, "Haochen, I'm sorry..."
He hurriedly interrupted her and said softly, "Stop talking, it's all over. As long as we stay together in the future, it will be fine."
At this moment, his expression was leisurely and comfortable, and the faint smile on his lips was as fascinating as the fragrance of the flowers here.