Chapter 923
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The colors of the tree lanterns above his head constantly changed, reflecting all kinds of colors on his white shirt, making his handsome posture even more dazzling and alluring.
Song Qingchun, may you turn around and see Su Zhinian.
She did see him …
What a beautiful wish, what a beautiful realization.
Song Qingchun's tears that she had finally managed to stop started to flow again.
At that moment, no matter how beautiful the scenery around her was, it couldn't compare to the handsome man standing under the lantern.
There was quite a distance between them, so she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly. However, she could feel his gaze fixated on her.
She took a few steps forward and stopped when she could see his face clearly.
She raised her tear-stained face and gave him a bright smile.
He stared at her and didn't move.
There was an endless stream of passersby that walked past them. Separated by the crowd, they quietly looked at each other.
Her tears fell harder, and her smile brightened.
He was finally infected by her smile, and his eyes softened.
She stood where she was for a long time before she suddenly raised her feet and ran toward him.
When he saw her coming, he straightened his body that was leaning against the tree trunk. It was not until she was about half a meter away from him that he said in a soft and pleasant voice, "Tingting, you're amazing. You're able to make the whole world give you their blessings."
That was what she had said to him earlier, and she didn't expect him to compliment her so well. Song Qingchun couldn't help but giggle at him.
Song Qingchun couldn't help but giggle. She nodded at him with a face full of agreement. "Yes, I'm so amazing!"
Then, her tears fell one after another, as if they were free.
When she saw the people giving her their blessings less than a third of them, she had already guessed that it had something to do with him.
At this time, when he used such a joking tone to tell her, she was still moved.
Ninety-nine people, ninety-nine different faces, walked to her and gave her their blessings, and none of the blessings were repeated.
Therefore, everything was thought of by him alone, word by word.
An indescribable feeling welled up in her chest. This feeling prompted her to directly throw herself into his arms, tiptoe, and take the initiative to kiss him, despite the presence of so many people around them.
Just as her lips touched his, he pulled her away from him.
Song Qingchun, who was rejected, looked at Su Zhinian with surprise.
The gentle expression on the man's face had unknowingly turned serious. His deep, dark eyes stared intently at her as though he was hesitating about something. After a long time, he finally spoke in a low voice, "Tingting, are you afraid of me?"
Confusion appeared at the bottom of Song Qingchun's eyes.
"Or, do you hate me?" After a pause, Su Zhinian added, "My superpowers."
Song Qingchun, who heard the explanation, blinked several times before she finally understood what Su Zhinian was trying to say.
However, why should she be afraid of him? Why did she hate him?
Superpowers are such a cool thing; I should be proud of them, so why would I hate him because of that?
The most important thing was that this afternoon's shopping had made her very happy …
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