He had been wondering if he was holding her back after hearing her playing.
She could have stood on a higher stage and become a more outstanding performer.
She refused to join the band, definitely because of him.
Joining the orchestra means that Europe will be her long-term residence from now on, and they will be separated by distance.
"To be honest, it's a bit of a pity to give up joining the orchestra." Luo Xikui looked at Xu Ziyu and raised the corners of her mouth. "But more than becoming an outstanding musician, I want to become your wife, because that's where my efforts begin."
Xu Ziyu's eyes were filled with her face, and his eyes were filled with emotion.
“I love the violin, I love playing it for more people, and I love the satisfaction that comes with success, but these things don’t necessarily have to be achieved in Europe.” Luo Xikui raised her chin slightly and said confidently, “I believe that as long as I put my heart into playing, everyone will hear my music.”
Looking at her radiant appearance, Xu Ziyu smiled slightly: "Do you still want to know the answer to yesterday's question?"
"Didn't you say you'd tell me in two months?" Luo Xikui blinked.
"Because you've done well, if you want to know now, I can tell you."
"I need to know! Tell me quickly, when exactly did you start liking me? Before or after me?" Luo Xikui asked, holding his hand with a face full of anticipation.
“I should say earlier than you.” Xu Ziyu gently kneaded her palm with one hand and gently stroked her cheek with the other, recalling, “It was when you were twelve years old. You were wearing a light blue dress and playing the violin in the school auditorium. It felt very strange at that time. Even though you were such a familiar person, there was a fresh sense of unfamiliarity.”
Upon hearing this, Luo Xikui felt as if her heart had been filled with honey, incredibly sweet. It turned out that he had fallen for her even earlier than she had noticed.
"So how much do you like me?" She shook his arm, her face full of sweet smiles.
"How do we measure this?" Xu Ziyu asked, somewhat troubled.
"For example, my love for you is like a sunflower's love for the sun. Without the sun, the sunflower withers." This was a sentence she had always treasured in her heart, and now she could finally say it out loud.
As Xu Ziyu listened to her tender words, he pulled her into his arms. He probably couldn't say things like that, so he could only be more direct, saying in a low, slow voice, "I love you more than myself."
Those seven short words seemed to pierce Luo Xikui's eardrums, leaving people speechless for a long time.
There are no fancy tricks, just this simple statement, yet it is genuinely shocking.
"Ah Yu." Luo Xi Kui buried her face in his chest, her tears instantly soaking his clothes.
Xu Ziyu gently stroked her hair, letting her tears rub against him.
After her eyes welled up with tears for a while, Luo Xikui realized that the precious time was too short. There were only two hours left before he boarded the plane, and she would have to take a car from here to get there later. She had to hurry up and do something.
After thinking for a moment, he grabbed Xu Ziyu's hand and headed towards the old shopping street.
The place was bustling with activity in the afternoon. She pulled him through the crowd and led him to an old-fashioned antique shop.
She told him to wait outside, and then she pushed the door open and went inside.
He stood outside the door looking inside and saw her exchange a few words with the white-bearded shopkeeper. Then, the shopkeeper handed her a small box.
She came out immediately after receiving the item.
He stood there quietly, giving her a faint smile.
She walked up to him, held up a sapphire ring, and smiled charmingly: "Although I'm a step behind you, I still want to ask, will you marry me?"
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