Chapter 43:

At this time Luo Qingqing sent a message asking what they were doing.
Rong Mo took a picture of the mall and said they were shopping.
Luo Qingqing: "He won't wrap up the entire mall!"
This shopping mall that brings together major domestic and foreign brands is a famous luxury shopping mall in city C. It may not be difficult to make a brand store close for one person, but let the entire mall close for one person. Service, and it is not easy to do when the traffic is at its peak.
Luo Qingqing said: "The great Mr. Z must have mastered the secrets of the boss behind this mall."
Rong Mo said: "You think more, maybe he is just rich."
Luo Qingqing: "Suddenly, I have a domineering feeling of trying to please Xiaojiao's wife ... How about Xiaojiao's wife, does it have an urge to hang on his waist?"
Rong Mo: "... No!"
Rong Mo looked up and saw Nie Feizhan standing in front of a jewelry store. He seemed to be looking at a necklace, not paying attention to her looking at herself.
She just noticed that he was wearing a formal suit today. He wore a suit shirt and a tie neatly, but was accidentally distorted by her while holding her.
"Nie Feizhan."
"Huh?" He immediately turned to her when he heard her voice.
"Take me into that store," Rong Mo said, pointing to a luxury store.
The store guide took out all her favorite ties.
Rong Mo picked up a tie and tickled Nie Feizhan.
Nie Feizhan thought she was going to pick a tie for Rong Ji, so she bent over and looked at her, "This one is not bad."
Rong Mo held out his tie and held his tie. "Come on, I'll give it a try."
Nie Fei was caught off guard and was taken down by her.
"You said, you won't resist what I do."
Looking at her glowing eyes, Nie Feizhan moved her throat and could not say a word, only nodding.
He certainly wouldn't resist and couldn't resist.
Rong Mo untied his tie, then picked up the tie and passed it through his neck.
Nie Feizhan could feel the temperature of her fingers, especially when she touched his neck, her fingers were thin and soft, and the kind of itchy and numb feeling made him hold the hand of the wheelchair He shook his fist.
... who can resist this? How could it be rebellious?
Nie Feizhan stared at her eyes momentarily, not paying attention to her movements until she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, and laughed like a successful kitten, "It looks so good."
Nie Feizhan looked down, and she didn't even know when she put on a bow and put it on, and it was still the kind with ripples.
Nie Feizhan: "........."
"Why, don't you like it?" Rong Mo tilted his head and looked at him: "I don't have good eyesight?"
Nie Feizhan moved his throat and said, "It looks good."
It doesn't matter if it looks good.
For him, making her happy was the most important thing.
"Then you wear it well."
"it is good."
He agreed without even hesitating. Rong Mo was obviously in a good mood. Finally, Rong Ji chose a few belts and cuffs. When he came out, he was smiling.
"Choose a bracelet for Qingqing, she lost a new one a few days ago, and was distressed."
Nie Feizhan nodded, "You have the final say."
Next, Rong Mo took what she wanted to buy, and she picked gifts for everyone around her, including Chu Xiaotian's.
"I don't know if she will give birth to a boy or a girl, or else buy one."
As soon as she entered the mother-infant area, especially when she saw those little clothes and toys, Rong Mo felt very cute.
"Xiao Tian, ​​no matter whether he has a boy or a girl, must be as beautiful and cute as her."
She picked many small clothes and toys that boys and girls can wear, as well as nutrition for Chu Xiaotian.
"Look at this."
Rong Mo turned her head and saw that Nie Feizhan was holding her cell phone to pick something for her. It was strange.
"what are you doing?"
"Nothing." Nie Feizhan silently put away the phone.
When Rong Mo turned his head and continued to watch, Nie Feizhan took out his mobile phone and took a few photos.
Everything she cares about, she will buy a new one in the future.
After everything was bought, Rong Mo went to see her clothes.
The clothes she wears are almost all styles, most of them are long skirts, except for occasional home trousers at home.
Life in a wheelchair perennially made her legs look slender and pale. Even in summer, she would not show her legs outside.
When looking at the clothes, Rong Mo looked at the poster with the model wearing jeans straight legs a little surprised.
"Which one do you like?"
An arm stretched over her shoulder and Nie Feizhan said with a smile, "Tell my brother, I will buy it for you."
Rong Mo's ears are red.
But soon she looked a little lonely, pointing to the model's legs on the poster and saying, "I see her legs."
Nie Fei paused for a moment, her hand around her shoulders tightened, "Want to stand up?"
Want to stand up?
Rong Mozhen thought of this question, and in fact, someone had asked her many years ago.
But her answer was-don't want to.
In this world, there should not be a person with a disability in both legs the day after tomorrow who does not want to stand up again, but then she ...
"Momo."
Rong Mo returned to God.
Nie Feizhan took her hand. "Go try on clothes, buy them if you like."
Rong Mo nodded.
The shopping guide who helped her change clothes was very attentive. There was nothing extra from beginning to end, and there was no strange look at her legs. She just praised her good skin.
She tried on three or four pieces in the fitting room, and she was tired to sweat. When she came out, she wore a light blue dress that was as long as her ankles, but her arms were exposed and the V-neck design was also Exposed a white skin and beautiful clavicle.
Nie Feizhan turned his head and looked at him.
The shopping guide lady couldn't help but praise: "Miss Rong is really beautiful."
Rong Mo looked at the mirror.
Nie Feizhan walked behind him and put his hands on her shoulders.
He still wore the bow around his neck, but because of his outstanding appearance, such an unruly bow tie also looked handsome on him, a little more gentlemanly.
Rong Mo said, "Do you think we look like ..."
"Like what?" Nie Feizhan asked with a smile.
"... Nothing." Rong Mo said, "I ... I'm a bit tired, shall we go?"
"it is good."
This trip can be regarded as a return to full load. Rong Mo has never bought so many things, and Nie Feizhan took her, and went through almost every store that can be visited. In the end, Rong Mo did not know how much Some things, she just hesitated to look twice, Nie Feizhan bought it.
She thought that today's trip was over, but did not expect to enter the elevator, but Nie Feizhan pressed the top button again.
"Where are you going?"
"eat."
Rong Mo clapped her hands and smiled, "Yeah, it's the end of the meal."
A successful conclusion of the date, still have a dinner, and still ... candlelight dinner?
When Nie Feizhan took her to the top terrace, the table, food, flowers, candlelight, music, all showed up in front of her, Rong Mo realized that all of this must have been arranged a long time in advance, not her at all. Dad asked him to take her out for a while.
"Wang Wang."
Rong Mo heard the sound of a familiar puppy and turned to look at it. Barton ran towards her. He was still wearing a small suit and a bow tie on his neck. At first glance, he had a little dress with Nie Feizhan. Similar.
Rong Mo couldn't help laughing, and bent down to hold Barton, but Nie Feizhan rushed out and grabbed his hand, "Go, eat your meal."
The waiter prepared for Barton to eat, and Barton immediately buried his head in the bowl.
Nie Feizhan sat opposite, cut her steak into small pieces and put them in front of her.
Rong Mo held his chin and looked at him, "How come you have so many surprises for me?"
Nie Feizhan didn't look up, but her lips twitched, "Do you still want?"
"what?"
"Surprise."
Rong Mo was surprised: "Are there any?"
Nie Feizhan raised his hand and tapped his fingers lightly.
The music stopped.
All the lights went out, and all of a sudden it fell into darkness.
Even if she could see the lights in the distance, Rong Mo was startled, "Nie Feizhan? I can't see you anymore."
Nie Feizhan originally sat opposite her, but the table was too long, and the two of them were a little far away. Rong Mo couldn't adapt to the darkness for a while, and always felt that everything in the darkness was blurry and unclear.
"Don't be afraid."
Something warm touched her, "I'm here."
Rong Mo looked up.
In the darkness, his eyes are like the starry night sky, deep and gentle, as if he can tolerate everything.
Time seems to stop at this moment.
He looked at her like this for a long time, she could not feel everything around him, and the whole person seemed to be deeply sucked into his eyes.
Nie Feizhan suddenly took her hand and put it on her chest
Then she knelt slowly on one knee towards her.
Rong Mo's heart jumped.
She felt the heartbeat of his chest, a moment, heavy and powerful, and his low voice passed through her ears through the darkness.
"I've kept you here for a second without letting go."
His voice gradually hoarse, "Four years and eight months, every minute and every second, I want to come back to you."
But he knew he couldn't.
Until there was no one who could appear in front of her, he could only hold back the desire to see her. Whenever he was almost mad, he would return quietly and look at her from a distance.
"Sorry, I came back too late to keep you waiting that long." He said, "Sorry, I haven't protected you in these years."
Rong Mo shook her head.
She couldn't help tears, she would cry as soon as she spoke, so she couldn't say a word, just shook her head.
Nie Feizhan held her hand in front of her chest and looked at her eyes and said, "If you are willing to forgive me, please allow me to stay with you ... I can't use my life to guarantee it, because my life is yours."
"From now on, until the moment I die, my life is yours. If you want, just hold it."
Rong Mo nodded, and the voice was sobbing when he said, "I want it."
Nie Feizhan put down her hand, but still clasped her hand tightly, and did not let go. He smiled and said, "Then let me straighten, okay?"
"it is good."
Something flickered in the blurred vision.
Nie Feizhan said, "Marry me, okay?"
Rong Mo wanted to speak subconsciously, but her voice was stuck in her throat.
He didn't talk any more, just kneeling there and watching her quietly, as if waiting for her decision.
His back was straight, a pair of deep eyes, and he never left her face for a moment.
That loyal, gentle and extreme gesture, as if a knight willing to give his life, is making the most pious request to his princess.
Rong Mo finally nodded and retrieved her voice—
"it is good."
With a bang, something exploded.
It was a fireworks not far away. Gorgeous flowers bloomed in the air, one by one, gathered in the night sky into the most beautiful sea of ​​flowers.