Chapter 59 How about just agreeing to it first?
Cheng Luanxin's eyes darkened. What was supposed to come finally came.
What out-of-season flowers and out-of-season love? Song Qiuchi’s anti-human train of thought is really fatal.
Can't there be some normal preparation and buffer before confessing?
Cheng Luanxin had known for a long time that Song Qiuchi would definitely ask this question on the show. After all, she set the time herself, and "Romance to You" had reached its final episode. It would be unreasonable not to give the audience an explanation.
But--
She still has no answer in her mind?
She had originally thought that joining the crew, with its change of environment and perspective, would quickly lead to a clearer understanding of her inner self. Who could have imagined that crew life would be so hectic, with no time to rest during the day and no time to fall asleep at night? How could they have the time to consider these personal affairs?
but……
Surrounded by this dreamy and romantic sea of lavender flowers, Song Qiuchi looked sincere, and even the cameraman next to him smiled. It was not difficult to imagine what the comments on the other side of the screen had become.
The arrow is on the string and must be shot.
It would be impolite if she kept making excuses.
How about you just agree to it first?
Let’s give the show a perfect ending first, and we can talk about the rest after the show is over?
It seems that this is the only way.
Cheng Luan was hesitant, with her hands behind her back, not knowing where to put them, and not knowing where to look: "I...if I didn't want to, why would I go on a date with you..."
Song Qiuchi raised his eyebrows slightly: "You mean you promised me?"
Cheng Luan scratched his head: "I guess so..."
Song Qiuchi: "What do you mean by 'consider it'? Explain yourself clearly."
Cheng Luanxin blushed: "Why do you confess like it's an interrogation? Didn't I tell you that if you didn't want to, I wouldn't go on a date with you. What else do you want..."
Song Qiuchi: "You can't say affirmative words?"
Cheng Luanxin gritted her teeth and said, "I do, I do! I'm willing to date you, okay?"
Song Qiuchi smiled, as if relieved of a heavy burden. He raised his hand to help Cheng Luanxin smooth her bangs: "Look at you, it's like I'm forcing you."
Cheng Luan smiled embarrassedly, secretly complaining in his heart, aren't you just forcing me?
Song Qiuchi extended his hand very gentlemanly: "Can I hold your hand now?"
Cheng Luanxin naturally couldn't refuse, so she reached out and shook Song Qiuchi's hand. The moment their palms touched, she was surprised to find that Song Qiuchi's palms were wet and sweaty.
Song Qiuchi seemed to have just realized it, and a rare look of uneasiness appeared on his face: "Don't look at me like that, I get nervous too."
Barrage:
"Aa ...
"Finally, we're together!!! So touching! I knew Chi Xin's secret love was true."
"The couple I've been rooting for is finally coming true!!! Please do it right here!!! Get married right here!!!"
The two of them walked hand in hand on the path in the middle of the lavender sea. It was not the peak tourist season. Looking around, there were only Cheng Luanxin, Song Qiuchi and the filming crew in the entire sea of flowers. It was as if they had booked the whole place out. There was an inexplicable sense of sacredness, which made Cheng Luanxin tense up and dare not speak.
Song Qiuchi hooked Cheng Luanxin's palm and asked, "What are you thinking about?"
I was thinking it would be nice to just freeze today's filming at this scene, without having to endure any more torture. Cheng Luanxin didn't dare to say that. She glanced around and had an idea: "I was thinking, it would be great if these lavenders could be picked freely. After drying, they could be made into aromatherapy bags and placed next to your pillow to help you sleep."
She felt that she had given a perfect answer and asked confidently, "What about you? What are you thinking about?"
Song Qiuchi seemed to have thought of something and chuckled: "I was thinking that if I could be by your side, I could sleep soundly even without the aromatherapy bag."
Cheng Luanxin: "..."
I lost, I lost, I can’t win.
Song Qiuchi seemed to be enjoying this quiet time in the garden, tirelessly leading Cheng Luanxin around the park again and again, going back and forth the same route so many times that Cheng Luanxin started to wonder if she was stuck in a maze. It wasn't until Cheng Luanxin's stomach started to growl that Song Qiuchi realized how late it was. He finally ended the live broadcast and got on the car with Cheng Luanxin for the return trip.
Cheng Luanxin finally breathed a sigh of relief and stretched comfortably.
When she turned around, she found that Song Qiuchi was still extending his hand towards her.
Cheng Luanxin felt a little embarrassed for a moment: "Uh, do you still need to hold my hand?"
Song Qiuchi nodded: "Holding hands will make you feel safer."
Cheng Luan thought to herself, "Friend, you're right to be insecure, friend! Because I really haven't decided to date you yet!" But she didn't dare to say it out loud, so she could only timidly extend her hand: "Here."
Song Qiuchi was also easily satisfied. He just held her hand and stopped talking, without making any further requests.
The two returned to the set and enjoyed a large, shared meal. The crew was overjoyed at the successful completion of the filming, and the gathering was incredibly lively. The cameraman, drunk, burst into tears, "Seeing Chi Xin and An Xu finally achieve their happy ending is truly moving! I've watched them grow from episode one to now, and I'm the closest person to them! I see their bond most clearly..."
Cheng Luanxin glanced cautiously at Song Qiuchi, only to see her expressionless, chatting and laughing with the others. Others might not have noticed, but Cheng Luanxin could sense a sense of peace and security between Song Qiuchi's brows, a sense of peace that had settled.
This made her a little unsure how to talk to Song Qiuchi about their relationship. It seemed a little shameless for her to go back on her word like this.
She suddenly lost interest in eating, picked up a few pieces of food with her chopsticks, and cleared the table in a huff.
Song Qiuchi glanced at her and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?"
Cheng Luanxin covered it up: "No, I just feel a little lost when I think that you will be leaving soon."
Song Qiuchi smiled: "I won't leave, I'll stay here with you for a few days."
Cheng Luan was shocked. She never expected Song Qiuchi to stay. "Are you going to stay? But, but where are you going to live?"
There were only a few small hotels in the town, and they were already full. Cheng Luanxin was staying in a guesthouse in a farmhouse, with two bedrooms and a living room. She and Cong Wan lived separately.
Song Qiuchi said, "I'm only staying for a few days, so it should be fine for me to squeeze in with you. If it affects your rest, I can also sleep on the sofa. Everything is based on you."
Cheng Luanxin's eyes widened. Does this mean he wants to share a bed with her? Song Qiuchi is so impatient to share a bed with her right after he successfully confessed his love to her?
Song Qiuchi keenly sensed Cheng Luanxin's emotions: "Did it cause you any trouble?"
Of course it caused trouble! But looking at Song Qiuchi's clear eyes, Cheng Luan's heart changed the words on the tip of his tongue: "How could it be, I'm worried that you won't get enough rest."
Song Qiuchi lowered his head: "You don't have to worry about me, I came here to accompany you voluntarily."
Cheng Luan felt bitter but couldn't express it: "Then, then let's squeeze in, hahahaha."
After lunch, after seeing off the "Romance to You" production crew, Song Qiuchi and Cheng Luanxin returned to the B&B.
The family where Cheng Luanxin stayed was relatively wealthy in the village. In the past two years, they built a two-story Western-style house and the whole family moved in. They cleaned and renovated the bungalow they originally lived in and rented it out.
But after all, it is an old house, and there are still many inconveniences in living in it. For example, the bathroom is not in the house, but a small compartment built independently in the yard. The shower facilities are also very simple, and the drainage system is not well done. After taking a shower, the whole bathroom is wet.
Song Qiuchi was very dissatisfied with the conditions here: "The program team arranged for you to live here?"
Cheng Luan was afraid that she would find more faults: "It's already pretty good. It's convenient for food, clothing, housing and transportation. The owner has a good temper. You should just make do with it."
Cong Wan also said, "Yes, Teacher Cheng, the conditions here are relatively good. I've checked out those small hotels in town, and they're also very unsanitary. The rooms are cramped and there's no light at all. At least we have a large yard here where we can dry our quilts."
Song Qiuchi glanced at her and said nothing more. He dragged his suitcase into Cheng Luanxin's room.
Cheng Luanxin hurriedly chased after him.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw Cheng Luanxin lying on the bed with a wrinkled quilt, and a suitcase lying open and in a mess on the ground, as if it had been robbed.
Cheng Luan felt a little embarrassed: "Uh... I was thinking that I would have to sleep when I got back soon... I was in a hurry to find clothes this morning, so I didn't have time to pack..."
Song Qiuchi was helpless: "When you go out, it's not like home. You have to take good care of your personal belongings. There are no surveillance cameras here. If you lose something, you don't know where to go to seek justice."
After saying this, she squatted down and began to help Cheng Luanxin pack her clothes.
Cheng Luanxin didn't dare to stand there, so she immediately squatted down and helped her clean up.
Song Qiuchi stopped her: "Go lie down on the bed. You've already taken the afternoon off. Sleep a little longer. You've got dark circles under your eyes."
Cheng Luanxin covered her eyes: "Do you really have dark circles? But what will you do if I fall asleep?"
Song Qiuchi: "Don't worry about me, I'm just strolling around here and helping you clean up."
"Really?"
"Why are you being so polite to me?"
Cheng Luanxin was indeed very tired. She had gotten up early in the morning to put on makeup and film, and had been working for seven or eight hours without a rest. She took off her shoes and lay down on the bed, her eyes still staring at Song Qiuchi.
Song Qiuchi glanced at her and said, "Close your eyes and go to sleep."
Cheng Luanxin immediately closed her eyes obediently.
In fact, she didn't really want to sleep, she just wanted to think about a delaying tactic, how to make things clear to Song Qiuchi without hurting him. However, her body was really tired, and Song Qiuchi's movements were so quiet that she gradually became heavier and heavier, and soon she really fell asleep.
Of course, even in her dreams, Song Qiuchi appeared frequently. Faintly, she seemed to have returned to her school days, before their bodies had swapped. Within her vision was a familiar classroom, the two of them bickering, each refusing to give in. Somehow, the scene shifted, fast-forwarding to the filming of a dating variety show, where they awkwardly matched the performance with the other guests. Later, there were some vague shots, seemingly of their future interactions...
Broken images, one after another, filled Cheng Luanxin's dream. Cheng Luanxin was vaguely aware that she was in a dream, but she couldn't bring herself to wake up. She simply stopped struggling and let herself sink into the dream.
The sound of birds returning to their nests could be heard from the roof. When Cheng Luanxin opened her eyes again, the sun had already set, and the light in the room had become dim. The quiet room even seemed a little cold.
She frowned, trying to recall what she had dreamed about, when she suddenly heard the rustling sound of cloth being spread outside.
She quickly turned over, opened the curtains and looked out the window.
It was Song Qiuchi hanging out clothes to dry.
She took a closer look and her face turned red - it seemed that Song Qiuchi had been busy this afternoon. He washed all the clothes she had worn in the past two days, including her underwear, and hung them on the clothesline so openly.
Although this body belongs to Song Qiuchi, washing underwear by hand is still very embarrassing!
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