My brain was running wildly at this moment: was she serious, was she joking with me, or was a test of me? None of them was something I could accept now.

I know the distance between us, and that this distance cannot be made up by love. We are all adults. Although our world is not very complicated, it will not be very simple after all.

But Zhang Yao was still looking at me, waiting for my answer, yes or no answer.

I have no excuses to escape, nor the courage to face it, and my heart is full of numbness. I don’t know what to say, but I can’t keep silent.

“Can you smoke a cigarette?”

I held it in for a long time before I asked this.

Zhang Yao laughed and said, "You can do whatever you want here."

"Thanks."

I couldn't see my face, but judging from Zhang Yao's expression, my posture is never too natural now. This is inevitable. When I realized that I fell in love with her, I was like a boy who was in his first love, and I didn't know how to say a complete and logical word to the woman in front of me.

After breathing a long breath, I lit a cigarette for myself. The faint tobacco atmosphere allowed me to temporarily not think about the answer to this question. In fact, there is no need to think about this answer. If I don’t like her, why care about whether she is with others, why bother to ask about her life and care about it in my heart?

But, I just told her the answer, will it really be good?

What kind of attitude would she treat me? She smiled and said, "I'm just a joke," or "Hey friend, what do you think, we are not suitable to be together at all."

Such scenes have been staged in my mind one after another, as if I were a person who traveled through time and had long seen these scenes of being about to be born.

When did I become such a mother-in-law?

Maybe it’s time to know that love is not the whole of life, and that simple love cannot overcome the cold reality?

Zhang Yao was still waiting, her expression did not change, her movements did not change, and even the look of looking at me did not change. Until the gradually burned cigarette butts burned my fingers, I said, "I like it."

I used the greatest courage in my life to use these two words.

"I knew you would like me, after all, I'm so good, right?"

Zhang Yao acted very calmly. Although she should have acted like this, I still felt a little sad in my heart: Shouldn’t she be happy? Or she knew that I like her, but she just wanted to make sure that she didn’t like me in her heart.

This may not be non-existent, and it may be very large.

Thinking about it, I was ridiculous. When Tong Xue asked me that question before, I shamelessly chose to escape, and then forced her to give me half a year with a loss. Just one day after, when Zhang Yao asked me a question that was not much different, I only considered the time for one cigarette.

I don’t want to admit it, and I have to admit that I don’t love Tong Xue so much. Now I have a strong greed for Zhang Yao, fickle, and indifferent words, these words can be fully used on me!

"Yes, how many men like you will dislike you as if they were blind?"

When the words were said, it was no longer necessary to hide them, so I just talked to her openly and see if I could understand her ideas. I should be able to accept them now.

Zhang Yao smiled brightly. She snapped her fingers and said, "I know you are a man with vision. Tell me, when did you start to like me?"

""

"Can't you say it?"

"no"

"What is that?"

"I'm just curious, when did you become so straightforward?"

"I've always been so straightforward, but I haven't revealed it in front of you before."

I swallowed hard, knowing that everything Zhang Yao said was true, and she didn't need to hide it from me. This is one of them. As for more, during the time we were in contact, I only saw her surface. I have never known her. Isn't this kind of liking too irresponsible?

I couldn't wait to start a relationship with her, but I was afraid that after the passion of this relationship would end unexpectedly.

Very scared, really scared.

But I have to answer her for this second question.

"I can't remember the exact time, maybe it was when you were trapped in the elevator, maybe it was before that."

Zhang Yao said lightly, shook her head, and then asked, "Did you ever think about being with me?"

This is no longer a straightforward question that can be explained clearly. Moreover, Zhang Yao has no intention of playing with my feelings. After all, she is very busy and has no time to play with her pranks. Since she can ask, it proves that she must have thought about these questions before this. In fact, she also likes me?!

I'm not sure, but what she showed was.

I don’t know how long I was stunned, but I put away the disbelief and coughed lightly, “Can I ask you a question before answering?”

"Ha, you said."

"Is a Beijing girl who has no three nostalgia, matched with a wealthy businessman?"

Zhang Yao denied it without thinking: "Reality is not a bloody romance drama. Such stories will make people laugh when staged in real life."

"Yes, I still don't want such an unrealistic thing for the safety of those people's lives."

My cowardly shoulders began to tremble, and I tried my best to control it, just like controlling the gushing of love, the storm about love.

I am mature and become fucking cowardly.

"But I want to try it, I want to see the smiles of those people, and I want to see if that person and I can persevere."

"Why?"

The beating of the heart at this moment is definitely past the normal index, and the face will definitely flush. I am still trying my best to control it, but I can't control it anymore.

"Some things don't require a reason, aren't they?"

After Zhang Yao said that, she sat up from the chair, stretched her waist, and walked slowly to me, we were very close to each other, so close that we could feel each other's breathing.

I'm very panicked.

I'm afraid it's a dream.

I'm afraid that everything in front of me will be fake.

I trembled and raised my right hand and gently stroked her cheeks like mutton fat. The delicate touch with warmth from my fingers told me that all this was true.

She is true.

Her words would be true.

So, what else do I have to wait for?

I was like a drowning person who had just been salvaged and was gasping for breath, and my whole body was trembling. Then I hugged her tightly, holding on to such a beauty that I had long hoped for.

Like a dream, like a illusion.

Everything is real.
Chapter completed!