"I know, I know." Qin Jingru nodded repeatedly while eating meat. "Every year after the autumn harvest, our village invites a projectionist over. That's the happiest time for the whole village."
"Wait a minute, Brother Da Mao, you said you don't have a girlfriend yet?!"
Qin Jingru couldn't quite understand how Xu Damao, who had an urban household registration, such a good job and was a permanent employee, and was also a loyal person, could possibly not have a girlfriend.
Xu Damao lit a cigarette and sighed, "Jingru, do you believe in fate?"
Qin Jingru nodded blankly.
“I’m a rather persistent person, and I’ve been waiting for my destined partner. Today, it seems I’ve seen hope.” Xu Damao stared intently at Qin Jingru.
Qin Jingru blushed a little from being stared at: "Brother Da Mao, why are you staring at me like that? I don't have any flowers on my face."
No, you do.
Xu Damao said firmly, "Jingru, it wasn't until I met you today that I felt that waiting so long was worth it."
Qin Jingru didn't know what to do with her hands, sometimes tugging at the hem of her clothes, sometimes touching her braid: "Brother Da Mao, please don't say that."
Xu Damao sighed deeply, "I know I'm not as good-looking as Wang Dabao..."
"No, no, no, it's not that. I don't like his looks, I like his personality. Actually, I've come to terms with it now. Brother Da Bao is getting married soon. It was just wishful thinking on my part before."
Qin Huairu's mood sombered again. "Then I wish him well, and I will find my own happiness in the future."
Xu Damao mustered his courage and reached out to Qin Jingru's hand: "Jingru, let me make you happy!"
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