Vol 2 Chapter 270: [Ending 11] Come back again (Part 2)

"Hello Mr. Qi Yan, this is a bunch of flowers sent to you by someone else." The express courier smiled brilliantly: "Please give me a good comment.
"..." Qi Yan took over silently and asked, "Who sent it?"
"Hey?" The express courier stared wide eyes: "Don't you know? How can you give me a good comment..."
Qi Yan: "..." Oh, it was entangled in praise? !
The courier brother sighed and said, "I don't know who sent it. Why don't you think about it, Mr. Qi Yan, who can send you flowers?"
Qi Yan nodded and said, "Okay, I know."
After the courier brother left, Qi Yan took out a card from the bouquet, which was handwritten in English.
Mylove.
Ou Feng's font seems to have been practiced for a long time, and it seems to be inherently noble and luxurious. Qi Yan thought about it, this is not Feng Yangao's font... but it does not rule out the possibility of finding someone else or writing it by himself.
Ninety-nine roses, this is the basis of courtship. In almost every courtship, roses are essential.
Don't look at Qi Yan's temperament, but he really likes this fiery red rose, blooming more gorgeous colors.
Qi Yan will not consider who sent it, because these are not important... If that person wants to let himself know, he will take the initiative to appear in front of him.
Put flowers in the most prominent position because their lives are limited to these days.
After receiving the flowers, Qi Yan continued to do his own thing.
Because it is Christmas, Qi Yan is not going to go hiking and wants to take a good rest at home. It was already noon to clean up the house. Qi Yan ate something casually and waited quietly for the night.
Has anyone said that Christmas night is the most beautiful?
The lights were brilliant, the tall trees were covered with colorful lights, the snow-white snow on the road lined the night sky with purple blue, and the shops on the street were also colorful... Qi Yan liked this kind of night most.
The afternoon time passed quietly during the nap. At more than three o'clock, Qi Yan got up and packed up and was ready to go out.
It is very close to the central square and only a 15-minute walk. There are various small stalls in the Central Square every Christmas, and everything is sold. Each stall turns around a large Christmas tree and attracts the attention of passers-by.
Qi Yan also likes this kind of activity quite a lot. He goes there every year, no matter how far away he is.
Feeling Christmas every year is more lively than the previous year, Qi Yan thought so. He came to a Kanto cooking stall and bought some warm meatballs to eat, then rubbed his frozen hands and followed People flow away.
See, all these are his favorite colors.
unfortunately……
Qi Yan didn't know, what a pity he was.
"Look, look, there's a dumb bear in front!" A child suddenly shouted at his mother: "It's sending balloons! Mom, I want it too!"
The woman ran over with the child and asked for a heart-shaped balloon to the man in the big doll costume.
Qi Yan looked at the dumb bear, pondered for a while, and stepped forward.
"Can you give me a balloon?"
The dumb bear seemed to be twisting happily, and moved awkwardly out of a balloon and handed it to Qi Yan. It is also heart-shaped.
Qi Yan took it, received two ropes, and touched the balloon: "Feng Yangao, this is really not like you."
The voice seemed to be blown away by the wind without any response. Qi Yan sat on the bench behind the dumb bear, holding a balloon in his hand, smiling as a group of children ran over and surrounded the dumb bear.
He just casually said... Or, he was more looking forward to, this is a surprise that Feng Yangao gave him.
When night came, all the lights were on, and the dark sky became purple and blue. Qi Yan looked at his watch, it was already eight.
Christmas is not like the Spring Festival, there is no program, but it is a holiday for lovers. There are many small couples in the square. They eat together and play games, and their cheeks and nose tips are obviously red, but they are not too cold.
The dumb bear did not leave, nor did Qi Yan.
Until the balloon in the dumb bear's hand finished. Qi Yan saw that it moved a heavy step toward a dark alley, stood up, and silently followed it in that direction, one step at a time, printed on the soft snow.
Arriving in the alley, Qi Yan stood outside, watching the dumb bear turn his back to himself, and stopped.
He couldn't hide the joy in his heart, he hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "Feng Yangao."
The dumb bear slowly raised his hands and took off his heavy hood.
Qi Yan dared to make sure that he was just the first back showing his head. He was Feng Yangao.
The man smiled bitterly, his forehead full of sweat, and his lonely eyes looked at Qi Yan, and said softly, "How do you recognize me?"
"Because you are inviting me." Qi Yan smiled: "You are inviting me to ask you for a balloon."
"I just want to see you up close..."
"Is it close enough now?"
"Two years, have you changed?" Feng Yangao seemed to change the subject as if he were old: "I am looking forward to seeing you again, but it is not like this..." He looked at his heavy doll costume, Some are lost.
Qi Yan followed his gaze and saw the doll costume, but his mood was exactly the opposite of him.
"I really like this way of meeting." Qi Yan took the first two steps: "It's fun, and I'm very happy."
"you……"
"I forgive you."
"what?"
Feng Yangao seemed to be indefinite rhetorical questions, his wide eyes full of disbelief.
"I have forgiven you for a long time." Qi Yan said lightly: "But I just decided not to hide from you."
"..." Feng Yang proudly pursed his lips, and the hands shrunk in the doll's clothes gradually tightened, showing his overwhelming and nervousness.
He is the president, and he has never encountered such an uncomfortable thing... It can be said that no one but Qi Yan can make him uneasy.
Qi Yan stepped forward again, narrowing the distance between the two.
"Don't you say you want to pursue me? Now you want to back down?"
"Do not……"
"That is to say, you have begun to pursue me." Qi Yan suddenly raised the heart-shaped balloon in his hand: "But you gave me a heart."
Feng Yangao looked at the balloon and Qi Yan again, and smiled with a lip raised, revealing an arrogant chuckle as usual.
"Yeah, I gave you a heart."
Suddenly stepping forward, Feng Yang embraced Qi Yan and circled his extra-thin body firmly in the arms of the thick doll suit.
"I was so uncomfortable and ridiculous that I saw you, you are responsible."
Qi Yan smiled, pushed him away, and kissed the corner of his mouth on tiptoe.
"This kind of responsibility, okay?"
"of course."
The shadow on the wall reflected the two people hugging and kissing.
[Give you a heart, please let me do it again. 】