Chapter 105 Do You Want to Marry Me?
Jiang Huan looked up.
Reason returned instantly.
Some things are too beautiful, they become unreal and too easy to lose.
She didn't have much time to waste.
She cleared her throat and said, "No, if you get sick from dancing, people will scold me online. It's annoying."
Leaving this sentence, she turned and left.
【?????????????! Fuck! Baby! Whoever dares to scold you! Even a fucking slap in the face is a reward!】
[Hat fans! Are you satisfied?! Tonight is the day you fucking die!]
[Ahhhh, just a little bit! The atmosphere is already so intense! Huanhuan, can't you wake up? Can't you recognize your own heart?]
[Why do I feel like Sister Huan is too clear-headed? ]
The barrage of comments was in chaos, and the scene was also in chaos.
Jiang He rode on Fu Ran and shook her fists, "Fu Ran! Who the hell told you to set off flowers! Ah! You've woken up my brain!"
Fu Ran covered his face tightly and retorted: "It was you who just let me go! What does it have to do with me?!"
Mai Yaya lay in Lu Chen's arms and cried, "Brother, I failed again."
Lu Chen touched her head and said, "It's okay, keep going."
Ke Wenjun followed suit, lying in Meng Yue's arms with one eye open and one eye closed, crying, "Wow, Yueyue, my eyes hurt."
Meng Yue sighed silently, "Tomorrow is the last day of the show."
After saying that, several people looked over at the same time.
The cold wind was blowing, and the man's thin figure stood there.
The expression hidden in the darkness is obscure and unclear.
The scene was extremely tragic at one point.
Those who saw this scene felt empathy.
My heart aches too.
All night long, Jiang Huan listened to the masochism values that frequently arrived, tossing and turning.
Damn it.
Why does she have to film that crappy TV series!
The next morning, the eight pandas met together.
“Puff…”
The first person couldn't hold it in.
The others laughed as well, mocking each other.
Meng Yue joked, "Everyone stays up late at night to study for their master's degree?"
The laughter got louder.
Even the staff couldn't help laughing.
The joyful atmosphere began, but Jiang Huan remained quiet.
When he was hit by a Q, he just curled his lips.
[It’s over, it’s over, Sister Huan doesn’t even smile anymore]
[Stop saying bad things! Huanhuan just hasn't woken up yet, the standby state is normal!]
"It's hard to be together, and it's hard to part. Today is our last day of reuniting this season. I believe everyone still has a lot to say but hasn't had time to say it, or is unable to say it."
"The program team has set up an anonymous envelope segment. You can write down what you want to say to anyone on the program team's letter paper and put it in the mailbox. Someone else will randomly pick out the letter and read the contents."
Zhao Bo announced with great emotion.
It's quite tender! The damage is quite small!
Each guest was given a pen and paper.
When the time to stop writing came, everyone's eyes secretly turned to Jiang Huan.
However, the protagonist was sleeping soundly on the table.
I was still woken up by the staff.
Seeing that her letter was blank, he kindly suggested, "Sister Huan, do you need me to add some time? It's okay."
"Oh, is it time? I don't have anything to write, so that's all." Jiang Huan took the letter paper.
Everyone was stunned.
The sky is falling.
[I feel like Sister Huan is in a weird mood today. She's been quiet and didn't even have breakfast! The directors aren't kidding!]
"I've said this before, this show has always been scripted. Jiang Huan's contract is up, she's had enough, and she's just quitting. This kind of variety show is just for watching."
[Do you really have to stick a needle in me when I'm feeling miserable?! Ugh, I feel like this is really screwed. This segment used to be a crucial one where guests would share their feelings and clear up misunderstandings.]
Jiang Huan put the blank letter paper into the mailbox without any hesitation.
Feeling everyone's burning gazes, she raised an eyebrow and asked, "You won't let go?"
"Ah! Let go... Of course, right away!"
Several people delivered it in a panic.
Only Xie Jiumian remained sitting in his original position.
Jiang Huan glanced at him, pursed her lips, and sat back in her seat.
After that, the program team also carefully prepared various segments, including taking photos on the beach, giving flowers in the float parade, and releasing sky lanterns.
Jiang Huan followed at the back of the group the entire time, showing no interest and saying nothing.
Tonight’s dinner is the last reunion dinner.
After eating, they will get on the car of their choice.
The program team set the dinner location at the seaside and invited a state banquet master to cook on the spot.
While waiting for the food to be served, Meng Yue suggested, "Shall we play the finger-folding game again?"
"Okay, okay! I definitely won't lose again this time!" Mai Yaya rubbed her hands and gave the others a look.
Ke Wenjun: "Just play around, we're just waiting anyway."
"If no one objects, let's get started," said Meng Yue.
In the first round, Mai Yaya raised her hand and said, "Those who want to fall in love, please fold your fingers."
Jiang Huan didn't move.
Lu Chen was broken.
Meng Yue was broken.
Ke Wenjun moved it, but it didn't break.
Mai Yaya shouted, "Ke Wenjun! Are you cheating in this kind of game?"
Ke Wenjun's eyes wandered, his expression unnatural. "Nonsense! I never lie!"
"Eh~ Who would believe that?"
There was laughter at the scene.
Jiang Huan was distracted the whole time.
Ambiguous questions were thrown at her one after another, but her fingers remained firm.
Meng Yue: "If you are interested, please break your fingers."
Jiang Huan's fingertips moved slightly.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
When she looked up, she found that everyone was looking at her.
She moved her dry lips, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay~ Sister Huan, you're awesome~"
Everyone immediately averted their gazes, trying to hide their mistake, and started laughing.
Jiang Huan looked at them, but she seemed to be detached from them.
Once again, she became an outsider outside the world.
It doesn't matter, she is an evil spirit anyway.
I was about to leave.
This small world didn't collapse, so her mission was considered...completed?
Jiang Huan withdrew her gaze and lowered her head.
A palm with a familiar warmth covered her eyes.
Jiang Huan's voice was cold and restrained, "No need to cover them up, I don't have any tears."
Evil spirits are born without tears.
"Ahhuan, if you can't bear to leave, you can say goodbye properly. Don't leave with regrets."
"Have you forgotten what you said?"
"They will regret not doing better that day, making you unhappy and sad."
Xie Jiumian opened his palm.
Jiang Huan's vision returned to clarity.
Although the group of people in front of me were laughing and making noises, a closer look revealed that everyone's eyes were filled with caution and uneasiness.
"They are also worried about separation." Xie Jiumian's voice was gentle, but every word was heartfelt. "Although not every heart is made of flesh and blood, the feelings that flow through daily interactions will become flesh and blood."
"You see, it's reasonable to shed tears."
A crystal teardrop rolled down from the corner of Jiang Huan's eye and flowed into Xie Jiumian's palm.
Jiang Huan realized it belatedly and touched her wet eyes.
She covered the tear and looked at him suddenly, "Xie Jiumian, let me tell you a piece of news. I can only live for one month."
"Um?"
"So, do you want to marry me?"
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