The sound of car horns slowly rose in the street, and the lights in every house were on, with a strong smell of fireworks. Yun wanted to look up at him.
"Why do you mind?" Yun Xiang raised his eyebrows, looking relaxed.
Cheng Che frowned. He didn't look at Yun Xiang, but spoke seriously, "If there's an opportunity for assignment after graduating from the Fire Department, I'll be assigned back to my local area, directly on the cadre list. But I don't plan to just sit in an office. I want to work at the grassroots level like my dad did."
"But think about it..." Cheng Che hesitated to speak.
The clouds looked at him quietly, all around them in complete silence. The withered tree tried to resist the sub-zero temperatures and bloom in the winter, and the young man's thoughts almost broke through the ice.
He didn't respond for a long time.
Yun wanted to see his dilemma.
Since he couldn't say it, she said it for him.
"You're afraid that I'll resist this career because of my father's death. Right?"
Cheng Che paused. To be honest, yes.
He was indeed worried about Yun Xiang's thoughts and judgments about him because of this.
"Yun Xiang."
He called his name. Under the night, it was particularly desolate, as if he was deliberately telling something.
Yun thought: "If I said I didn't like it, what would you do?"
Cheng Che raised his eyes, and their gazes met. His expression was too deep and complex.
"Give up your favorite career?" Yun wanted to ask him.
Cheng Che shook his head subconsciously.
Won't.
"Then, give up on me?" Yun Xiang raised his eyebrows, with a hint of joking in his tone.
Cheng Che immediately retorted, "Am I crazy?"
"So? What are you afraid of?" Yun Xiang looked serious.
"Yun Xiang, you know very well that the choice is in your hands." Cheng Che was frustrated and couldn't help feeling aggrieved.
He had always thought he had the upper hand, but now he realized that he had never had the upper hand.
Yun always wanted to have the upper hand in winning.
Hearing the sound, Yun Xiang burst out laughing.
She stopped.
Cheng Che also looked at her.
Their eyes met, and the cold wind blew. Yun Xiang's hair was blown by the wind. Her eyes were calm and her tone was gentle.
"Cheng Che. Do you really have to care about my feelings? Do you really have to let me make the choice? Why are you suddenly so lacking in confidence?"
"Just because you have someone you like, do you have to abandon your ideals and ambitions? Isn't the premise of liking someone to make her better? How did I become a burden on your path forward?"
Cheng Che frowned and wanted to interrupt her.
Yun wanted to continue, "Besides, you're so outstanding, I'm the one who should be threatened. I should be the one who's chosen, right?"
Cheng Che stared at her for a long time, feeling indescribable.
Maybe it’s because of what she said, “I’m the one who should be threatened,” or “I’m the one who should be chosen.”
This idiot, she is the one who is really lacking in confidence, right?
Why did she think that if they were together, she would be the chosen one?
"Are you done?" he asked good-naturedly.
Yun Xiang pursed his lips but didn't finish his words.
Cheng Che moved closer to her and listened to what she said first, regardless of whether she had finished speaking or not.
"To answer your first question, Yun Xiang, I care about your feelings very much. The choice must be in your hands. You are important and irreplaceable."
Yun Xiang paused slightly. Although the winter was cold, his heart was warm.
Cheng Che looked serious, and the way he looked at her was too sincere. He always had a magic that Yun Xiang couldn't resist, and she was willing to let her heart beat uncontrollably for him.
Yun Xiang didn't want to be moved at all.
But he responded to every word she said.
He also said that she was very important and irreplaceable. Cheng Che was so capable, what could she do? She felt helpless.
"Second question. I don't want to give up my ideals and ambitions. Frankly speaking, I want to have both."
Cheng Che pursed his lips and said softly, "But if I have to choose."
Yun Xiang stood on tiptoe, her cold fingertips gently touching his lips. She looked at him earnestly with her almond-shaped eyes and continued, "Cheng Che, I hope you choose yourself."
Cheng Che's heart skipped a beat.
He just looked at her, but his heart couldn't help but feel hot.
She is so well-behaved.
He moved his lips, gently grasped her palm, and the look in his eyes gradually became gentle and doting.
Fool.
Did she know that he had already fallen completely? She would never let him be in a situation where he had to be chosen.
He only likes her and she will always be his first choice.
She is the unique snowflake that falls on his palm when the snow is falling heavily, the white lotus that stands on the top of the mountain and catches his eyes only, and she is the clear and vast blue sea and blue sky when all things come back to life.
The snowflakes on the eaves were blown down by the wind, and a layer of white fell on the ends of her hair.
It was a dark night, a cold winter. On an ordinary summer day, she suddenly entered his world. Everything was just perfect.
Yun Xiang put his hands behind his back and walked forward happily.
She suddenly spread her hands like little trumpets to her lips and shouted, "Cheng Che, always firmly choose your faith. Just like what you signed—the five-star red flag shines brightly, and my faith is clear and bright."
Cheng Che, bright and clear.
This is his mission.
No one can stop him.
In just a moment, her voice attracted the barking of dogs in the yards of every household.
Cheng Che was a little helpless. He hurried forward and covered Yun Xiang's mouth. "Grandpa, you're so loud, are you afraid of waking up the neighbors?"
Yun Xiang immediately shut up. She looked at Cheng Che, who was so close to her, and swallowed silently.
Cheng Che narrowed his eyes, and Yun Xiang looked at him with a look that was far from innocent.
"Yun Xiang, are you promising?" He tapped Yun Xiang's head.
Yun Xiang chuckled, her eyes curved and very beautiful.
She asked, "Did you hear what I just said?"
Cheng Che looked at her and was inexplicably attracted to her.
"I heard you, idiot."
Yun Xiang nodded in satisfaction. But she quickly realized what was happening and jokingly said, "Cheng Che, shouldn't you be calling me Boss?"
Cheng Che: “…”
Yun Xiang chuckled, "Little brother, could you repeat what you heard?"
It was Cheng Che who volunteered to be her younger brother a few days ago. She didn't force him.
Is it unfair to call him my younger brother now? No!
Cheng Che nodded Yun Xiang's head again.
Yunxiang smiled even more beautifully.
The street lights lengthened the figures of the two people, sometimes overlapping them.
It was such a short road, but it seemed like the two of them could never finish walking it, it was so long.
Cheng Che didn't want to cooperate with her.
But seeing her expectant expression and the look on her face when she looked up at him eagerly, he couldn't help but sigh and agreed to her request.
"The five-star red flag shines brightly, and my faith is clear and bright."
"Oh..." Cheng Che felt a little embarrassed after he said this.
Yun Xiang was satisfied.
She laughed heartily twice, stood on tiptoe and patted Cheng Che on the head, "Be good, I'm going home."
Cheng Che: “?”
no.
Wait a moment.
Why did he have the illusion that the clouds were trying to pat the dog's head? Is this just his illusion?
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