That was an incredibly beautiful time!

Ander's warm smile, which always had a bad smile, appeared clearly before his eyes. He held my hand and walked through the refreshing tree-shaded road, stepped on the thick carpet made of golden yellow leaves; he and I were walking in the faint fragrance when the flowers bloomed, and he picked the beautiful flowers of the school to create a small warm and romance; he kissed my forehead, my face, and my lips under the starry sky, singing intoxicating love songs for me; he could make all kinds of cute expressions and funny movements, making her happy when I was unhappy; he also...

Those little things, whether warm or sad, are like slow motion, are so real and warm that I often hesitate whether time is going faster or slower. Sometimes I hope that time can flow slowly and happiness will always be by my side; sometimes I hope that as soon as I open my eyes, I will be full of children and grandchildren, and I realize that I have been happy until old. Holding my hand, growing old with me, and how simple and happy it will be with Ande for the rest of my life.

Thinking of his clichéd and romantic confession, the corners of my lips couldn't help but rise.

That day, I picked up my phone and heard him say, "Ling'er, I'll be downstairs and look down."

I walked to the balcony and under the dim light, I blurred the outline of Ande, the handsome handsome boy, and the loud singing caused a commotion.

"It's hard to forget the charming eyes that I saw you for the first time

Your figure can't be dispersed in my mind

Holding your hands feels so tender that you feel a little bit breathless

I want to cherish your innocence

I will be sad to see you suffer..."

The gentle voice flowed slowly with the brisk guitar sound, and the corners of my mouth couldn't help but rise. In fact, his singing had long dissipated in the wind, and she couldn't hear it at all. She just heard the screams of the girl below.

I stood on the balcony, looking at the black night sky with a few stars inlaid, and the boy holding the guitar while singing, and his beat, shaking his body unconsciously, completely ignoring the eyes of my roommates.

But suddenly, his singing stopped and he felt a little disappointed. The figure outside the window didn't know where he went, so he continued to go back to the bed, picked up his cell phone, and thought about the opening remarks in his heart.

"Is Lin Ling'er here?" A strange girl stood outside the door.

I jumped up from the bed and looked at her in surprise: "Are you?"

"There is a boy named Ender, let me tell you that he likes you. Because our dormitory is taking the postgraduate entrance examination, I don't want him to sing downstairs."

"Sorry, sorry." The senior sister's careful explanation made her blush quickly.

"Hey, so that's how it is." The roommate behind him sighed.

I smiled and said nothing, and simply stopped calling my phone. It was another beautiful night of dreams.

But the next day after school, Ande appeared with a guitar in his arms again! The class was infuriated.

A warm smile appeared on his face, he hugged the guitar and gently tugged his fingers. The warm singing and dynamic musical talismans floated in the auditorium: "For the first time I saw your smile, my heart kept beating. Then I realized that this is love..."

Ende's eyes were always locked in my position, and there was nothing else in my world. The emotional voice vibrated my ears: "Ling'er, are you willing to be my girlfriend? Let me stay with you until old age?"

As usual, I was so excited that I couldn't speak. But the classmates in the same class started to boil first, "Promise him! Promise him!" Cheers were heard one after another, and Ander held the guitar and watched affectionately on the stage, smiling confidently waiting for my answer.

I was still silent. Andy's confidence was slightly destroyed in my silence. He couldn't help but walk to Ling'er from the way given out by the crowd: "Did you agree?"

In my eyes, I only see Ande's seriousness at the moment and a little panic. No matter the future or the result, I only know that when I see him at first, he is destined to be the love in my life.

"I do." She smiled, pure and beautiful as the first blooming flowers, shedding all worries and losses. I love you so much and endured so many hardships so that I can hold your fingers tightly and accompany you for a lifetime.

Ander excitedly held my hand and walked through the crowd amid the warm applause and cheers. The moonlight outside was faint, and it outlined the silhouette of our joy like water.

He hurriedly took me to his spacious apartment, and the scent of lilies drifted away from the room. He skillfully poured red wine into the goblet in front of him. He raised it and clinked the glass opposite: "Ling'er, do you like it? I always feel that you are like a lily, beautiful and pure, this is for you. Take you to visit my private studio."

He whispered, and opened the door of another room, and the walls were filled with portraits of me, happy, sad, naughty, depressed, sketched, watercolor, sketched.

"Do you like it?" He turned around and curled the corners of his lips.
Chapter completed!