MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 88 Gloomy Fiancé vs Pfizer Miyoshi Citizen 88

  Chapter 88 Gloomy Fiance vs Miyoshi Citizen 88

   He saw countless helicopters flying in all directions, and he was directly surrounded in the middle!

   is like a poor sandwich.

   At least there are dozens of those helicopters.

   The driver was dizzy and shivering for a while.

   Is this here to besiege him? He hasn't done anything wicked! !

   And the driver on the opposite side was equally at a loss, what is the thing in the middle, and they are not the same company.

   How did this get in?

   The crowds who stopped to watch in the city were horrified.

  One, two, three...I can't count!

   Is this a confession or a war!

   Will it drop bombs from high altitude!

   There will be no terrorists in the helicopter, right? !

  It's over, it's over, it's over...

  The battle is about to begin!

  They will be dead in the next second! ! !

   At this time, the helicopter pilot received the message from the boss and landed the helicopter on the overpass.

   Snow fluttered, and the scene was very shocking.

   Ruan Youan watched so many helicopters land around, almost blocking the road.

  What, what!

   Ruan Youan panicked!

   She only rented one, so why be so enthusiastic!

   Could it be that Helicopter was so engrossed in her affectionate confession that she was so moved that she rented one for ten?

   Ruan Youan was also deeply moved!

   After Mu Junchen sent the command, all the helicopters landed on the ground and opened the doors tacitly——

  The large blue sky full of stars presents an elegant beauty in the snow-white night, like a sea of ​​flowers, layer upon layer.

   is a rare beauty in this season.

   Ruan Youan: "..."

  No way!

   Boss atmosphere!

   Mu Junchen walked straight over, picked up a bouquet of gypsophila, the blue bouquet reflected his cold and delicate eyebrows, slender, and his coat was calm and abstinent.

   In the girl's puzzled eyes, he stopped in front of her step by step and stood still.

   "Ruan Youan."

"what."

   Ruan Youan was still thinking about how he hugged her flowers so naturally, just listened to Mu Junchen.

   "I had a crush on you for nine years."

   The short seven words hit Ruan Youan's ear by the wind, very clear and without warning.

   Her eyes widened in disbelief, staring blankly at the person in front of her.

  Dark... secretly in love with her? !

  The sound of the wind was a little bit chilly. The snow fell very early this year, and the sky was cold. The eyes were covered in silver, and the breath he exhaled turned into white mist, floating in the air.

   On the overpass, a large area of ​​blue that should not appear in the white snow is clustered into an elegant painting.

   The man was wearing a black coat, and there was a girl standing opposite.

   Mu Junchen looked at her, his eyes focused and sincere, and he told her word by word the thoughts that had been hidden and wanted to hide in those years.

   He knew she liked him now.

   He could have avoided talking about the long nine years.

   But he wants her to know that she doesn't have to think wildly, worry about gains and losses, and try and guess.

   As long as she stands here.

   He will always love her.

   She just needs to play her petty temper recklessly and always firmly believe that he loves her.

   This is the only answer.

   "Until today, exactly six hours and twenty-seven minutes of the ninth year."

  The snow light reflected in his eyes, the cold sharp thorns were clean, and only a gentle and warm mind remained.

  A snowflake landed on the eyelashes and melted quickly, like a blurry tear. Mu Junchen's eyelashes trembled, and with the restrained force of his fingers holding Gypsophila, the knuckles were still white.

   After this second, there was no way out. He could clearly hear his own heartbeat and said word by word, "Now, I want to end this relationship."

   Ruan Youan stood a little stiff, not knowing how to react, her heartbeat was beating violently, and she would faint almost in the next second. All this happened too fast and too hastily, and there was no warning in advance.

  If Mu Junchen didn't say it, she might not know it for the rest of her life.

   There is a person.

   will silently and secretly love her for nine years.

   traverses the whole youth.

  You only have a few years of youth, and he gave it all to her.

nothing left.

   said nothing.

"What do you want... what does it matter?" The girl licked her dry lips, the scarf almost covered half of her face, her almond eyes stared straight at Mu Junchen, and repeated, "What do you want? "

   "Excuse me, Miss Ruan, can I hold your hand openly in the future?" Mu Junchen asked her with a smile, the corners of his eyes and brows were all the light and shadow after the ice and snow melted.

   Ruan Youan stretched out his hand.

"Now."

   She took the initiative to hold his hand, intertwined her fingers, and stared at him: "You can hold it now."

   Mu Junchen seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming at that moment, and hugged the person tightly in his arms.

   He was prepared that he would never get what he wanted in his life, but the surprise of the ninth year suddenly fell into his arms.

   was finally able to embrace each other under the sun.

   "Mu Junchen." The girl hugged him, buried her face in his neck, and called out, her voice a little hoarse.

   "Well, I'm here."

   Ruan Youan recalled those years and said softly, "Actually, I remembered those nine years, the whole life."

   She didn't tell anyone about restoring her memory, and she didn't think about what to say.

   Now she feels that it is necessary to tell Mu Junchen.

  Mu Junchen paused, so nervous that his palms were sweating cold and sticky, but he said to her seriously, "It's a good thing to think about."

  The feeling of having a blank memory will not feel good, he knows that she will remember it sooner or later.

   or earlier.

   or late.

   "What should I do if I can't remember." Ruan Youan was very sad. For nine years, she didn't even notice it, not even a glance.

  If she didn't know, Mu Junchen would probably... alone, hid it for nine years.

   "Whether you think about it or not, you are my Ruan Youan."

   There is only one Ruan Youan in this world.

   For Mu Junchen.

   Unique.

   Ruan Youan asked, "It must be hard, right?"

   How did one endure for nine years alone?

  It turns out that there are people who have really hidden their love for many years in this world in a hurry.

   Ruan Youan never knew.

   She only remembered that they had a bad relationship in those nine years, they rarely met, and they would always quarrel.

   She never thought that behind the scenes that person's cold words would be because he likes her.

   Mu Junchen smiled, lowered his eyes and coaxed her: "It's not difficult."

   "Liar." How could it not be difficult, the girl raised her head, her eyes were as clear as a mirror, reflecting his eyebrows and eyes clearly, her eyelashes were stained with melting snow, I don't know if it was fog or tears.

   With red eyes and a red nose, like a pitiful rabbit, he softly said to him, "You will not be alone in the future."

   The night was dark and cold.

   She said seriously: "I like you too."

   finally waited.

   this day.

   Behind Mu Junchen was a large cold night, and the abandoned overpass was desolate and uninhabited. He held the sun in his arms and warmed the whole winter.

  Today's winter, it's not cold at all, your fingers don't have to tremble and put them in your pockets, you can hold hands with others on the street, and walk through every corner of the city with your fingers interlocked, and say you like it frankly.

   "Thank you, Madam." Mu Junchen's eyes almost overflowed with emotion when he lowered his eyes. There were faint red blood in his eyes, and the sky was bright and the sun was bright.

   Ruan Youan thought about it and made an action.

   (end of this chapter)