"How could I not have any wishes?"
Sun Lifang retorted, but before she could finish speaking, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulder.
She hopes that everyone in her family can be happy.
With his guidance and support, Zhou Xinya is no longer the timid and hesitant child she once was; she is now poised and confident.
Zhou Yunshi also became the person he wanted to be.
but--
Like Zhou Xinya, Sun Lifang didn't want anyone in her family to feel wronged.
Just as she asked her daughter not to suppress her unhappiness for the sake of her parents, Sun Lifang did not want her husband to lose his rights for the sake of their daughter.
It's rightful to sleep on what belongs to the child. Logically speaking, adults don't have to unconditionally give in to children in everything.
After Sun Lifang finished speaking to Zhou Yunshi, she turned to look at him and added, "The candle blowing out just now doesn't count. You can make another wish now."
"Permission or not?" Sun Lifang found the musical candlestick that the cake shop had given her in the packaging bag, turned off the music, and lit the candle.
"Yes." Zhou Yunshi smiled, appearing completely at her mercy, and sat down at the small table.
There was a round table and two chairs by the window in the room, which was where Sun Lifang usually had her daughter sit when she came over to listen to pinyin.
Now it was just the two of them in the room, the candlelight was on, and Sun Lifang suddenly found it a little funny.
Should Zhou Yunshi put his hands together and make a wish?
She had never seen that before.
The flickering candlelight danced in his dark pupils as the man closed his eyes.
She simply closed her eyes, controlling her breathing, afraid of disturbing the other person's wish.
A few seconds later, Zhou Yunshi opened his eyes, and Sun Lifang stared at him for a while—
"You've finished giving your consent? So quickly?"
Don't we need to think things through carefully and come up with a few more ideas?
She only gets one birthday a year. Sun Lifang had never celebrated her birthday before, but she saw in Hong Kong and Taiwan dramas that people celebrated their birthdays a long time in advance.
"Maybe everyone is different," Sun Lifang thought, and stood up to move on to the next step. She hadn't delivered any of the flowers she'd just visited at the flower and bird market that day.
Here, take it.
Take the wrapped bouquet out of the bucket on the balcony.
At that time, there was no green clay foam for sale, so Sun Lifang could only put some water in it to keep the bouquet fresh.
After handing it over but no one came to take it, Sun Lifang wondered if the other person didn't like it and for a couple of seconds doubted herself, when she heard a man's voice—
Are you confessing your feelings to me?
Zhou Yunshi lowered his head slightly, stared into her eyes, and asked in a slow and unhurried manner.
Huh?
Sun Lifang couldn't understand her husband's sudden remark.
She simply picked out three different combinations of the flowers Zhou Yunshi had given her before and brought them back to him.
Compared to red roses, Sun Lifang prefers delicate lisianthus paired with lily of the valley, adorned with tiny baby's breath.
The outer packaging for this bouquet of flowers was an extra expense, made of black soft cardboard.
The soft, deep blue petals stand out even more against the black background, highlighting its elegance and uniqueness.
It was just pretty; while waiting to wrap the bouquet, Sun Lifang was still smugly pleased with her own superior taste.
Compared to the bouquets wrapped in plastic film that looked like they were for funerals, Sun Lifang felt more and more that Zhou Yunshi would definitely like them.
Of course, it's okay if you don't like them; the flowers chosen were all ones that Sun Lifang herself liked.
The question Zhou Yunshi is asking now is a bit strange—
What kind of confession is this?
The other person always liked to say these heartfelt words, and Sun Lifang nodded knowingly.
That's not wrong.
"You know that the lily of the valley symbolizes the return of happiness, and the bellflower symbolizes eternal love, right?"
Clusters of white, bell-shaped bouquets, beautifully curved, are a popular choice for wedding bridal bouquets.
Sun Lifang hummed in agreement, and the bouquet in her hand was finally taken.
The pure and beautiful blue bellflowers and white lilies of the valley droop down, revealing small green stems and carrying a faint fragrance, are now held in the man's arms.
A large, well-defined hand is exposed to outsiders; the man tilts his head to look at the flowers—a very beautiful sight.
Indeed, gift-giving is not just about pleasing the recipient.
Even I, the one giving the gift, couldn't help but be moved by the beautiful scene.
"Thank you." Zhou Yunshi smiled slightly, a faint smile playing on his lips.
If it ended so uneventfully, it wouldn't be Zhou Yunshi's style.
He pulled out a small red box and took out a ring from inside—
"Put it on for me."
This is a red diamond ring I ordered in Hong Kong last time. As requested, it was designed with two wide bases, and in addition to the red diamond, cushion-shaped black gemstones were also set on the left and right sides.
The small black and red accents soften the dazzling sparkle of the red diamond, adding a sense of stability and generosity.
It perfectly matches Zhou Yunshi's noble and low-key temperament.
Sun Lifang obeyed without question, grabbed the man's left hand, and slipped the ring onto his ring finger.
The ring finger is the point of connection to the heart, symbolizing mutual affection.
Sun Lifang put in a lot of effort when she was pursuing Zhou Yunshi.
While other girls are reserved and hesitant, Sun Lifang doesn't have as many concerns.
Catering to someone's preferences is not called pandering to men.
Since you've won her over and she's your boyfriend, she has to listen to you.
This is called taking the initiative.
Whether I pursue it or not is up to me.
It seems that Zhou Yunshi is the one being pursued, but he controls every step of the process according to his own plan.
What are foreign language departments best at?
Besides translating for her teachers, Sun Lifang's most frequent job is writing love letters for others.
Each letter costs between one and five yuan; it contains a copied English love letter or song lyrics, accompanied by a Chinese translation.
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