When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead: [Ending Chapter 11] Come over again (Part 2)

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"Hello, Mr. Qi Yan, this is a bunch of flowers from someone else." The courier brother smiled brightly: "Thank you for a good comment."

"..." Qi Yan answered in silence and asked: "Who gave it?"

"Hey?" The courier's eyes widened: "Don't you know? How can you give me a good review..."

Qi Yan: "..." Oh, oh, you were struggling with praise? !

The courier brother sighed and said: "I don't know who delivered it. Why don't you think about it as Mr. Qi Yan, who can send you flowers?"

Qi Yan nodded and said: "Okay, I get it."

After the courier brother left, Qi Yan took out a card from the bouquet with handwritten English on it.

——MYLOVE.

European style fonts seem to have been practiced for a long time, but also seem to be inherently noble and luxurious. Qi Yan thought for a while, this is not Feng Yangao's font...but he might find someone else to write it or write it himself.

Ninety-nine roses, this is the basis of courtship. In almost every courtship, roses are essential.

Don't look at Qi Yan's deserted temperament, but he does like the fiery red rose, which blooms with more gorgeous colors.

Qi Yan will not consider who sent it, because these are not important...If the person wants to let himself know, he will actively appear in front of him.

Put the flowers in the most conspicuous position, because their lives are limited to these few 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 have a good rest at home. Clean up the house, it is already noon. Qi Yan ate something at random and waited quietly for the night.

Have anyone said that Christmas night is the most beautiful?

The lights are brilliant, the tall trees are covered with colorful lights, the snow-white snow on the road lined the night sky with purple and blue, and the street shops are also colorful... Qi Yan likes this night most.

The afternoon time passed quietly during the afternoon nap. At more than three o'clock, Qi Yan got up, packed up and prepared to go out.

It is very close to the central square, it only takes 15 minutes to walk. Every Christmas in the central square, there will be various small stalls, selling everything, each stall around a large Christmas tree to attract the attention of passersby.

Qi Yan also likes this kind of activity quite a bit. He goes there every year, no matter how far away he is.

It feels that Christmas every year is more lively than the year before. Qi Yan thinks so. He went to a stall of oden, bought some warm meatballs to eat, and rubbed his frozen hands. , Walk along the flow of people.

Look, all of these are his favorite colors.

It's a pity...

Qi Yan doesn't know, what a pity he is doing.

"Look, look, there's a dumb bear ahead!" A child suddenly shouted to his mother: "It's sending balloons! Mom, I want too!"

The woman ran over with the child and asked the man in the big doll costume for a heart-shaped balloon.

Qi Yan looked at the dumb bear, thought for a while, and walked forward.

"Can you give me a balloon?"

Daily bear twisted happily, awkwardly moved out a balloon and handed it to Qi Yan. It is also heart-shaped.

Qi Yan took it, took two loops of rope, 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 Didaxiong with a balloon in his hand, and smiled as a group of children ran over and surrounded Didaxiong.

He just said casually...or, he was more looking forward to it, this was a surprise that Feng Yangao gave him.

At night, all the lights came on, and the gloomy sky turned purple and blue. Qi Yan checked his watch. It was already eight o'clock.

Christmas is not like the Spring Festival, there is no show, but it is a festival for lovers to show their affection. There are many young couples in the square, eating and playing games together. The cheeks and nose tips are flushed with cold, but they are not too cold.

Didi Xiong did not leave, and Qi Yan did not leave.

Until the balloon in Didaxiong's hand is finished. Qi Yan saw it moving heavy steps toward a dark alley, stood up, and followed it silently in that direction, step by step, printed on the soft snow.

When he reached the alley, Qi Yan stood outside the alley, watching the dull bear with his back to him, and stopped.

Unable to hide the joy in his heart, he curled his lips and smiled lightly: "Feng Yang proud."

Didaxiong slowly raised his hands and took off his heavy headgear.

Just showing the first back of his head, Qi Yan dares to be sure that he is Feng Yang Ao.

The man turned his head with a bitter smile, his forehead was full of sweat, looking at Qi Yan with a lonely look, and whispered: "How do you recognize me?"

"Because you are inviting me." Qi Yan smiled: "You are inviting me and ask you for a balloon."

"I just want to see you up close..."

"Is it close enough now?"

"It's been two years, have you changed?" Feng Yangao seemed to change the subject like a reminiscence: "I look forward to seeing you again, but it's not like this..." He looked at the heavy body Doll clothes, a little lost.

Qi Yan followed his gaze and saw the doll clothes, but his mood was exactly the opposite.

"I like this way of meeting very much." Qi Yan took the first two steps: "It's fun, and I'm also very happy."

"You..."

"I forgive you."

"What?"

Feng Yang Ao seemed to ask uncertainly, his wide eyes filled with disbelief.

"I forgave you a long time ago." Qi Yan said lightly: "But I just decided not to avoid you anymore."

"..." Feng Yang proudly pursed his lips, his hands shrunk in the doll clothes gradually tightened, showing his confusion and tension.

He is the president, and he has never seen anything like this nervous...It can be said that, except for Qi Yan, there is no one or anything that can make him nervous.

Qi Yan took a few steps forward again, narrowing the distance between the two people.

"Didn't you say you want to pursue me? Now you want to shrink?"

"No..."

"That means you are starting to pursue me." Qi Yan suddenly raised the heart-shaped balloon in his hand: "You gave me a heart."

Feng Yangao looked at the balloon, then at Qi Yan, raised his lips and smiled, showing a wicked and proud chuckle as usual.

"Yes, I gave you a heart."

Suddenly, Feng Yang Ao hugged Qi Yan, and firmly encircled his particularly thin body in the arms of the heavy doll clothes.

"I was seen by you, so unbearable and ridiculous, you are responsible for it."

Qi Yan smiled, pushed him away, stood up and kissed the corner of his mouth.

"Is it okay to be responsible like this?"

"Of course."

The shadow on the wall reflects the two people hugging and kissing.

[Give you a heart, please let me do it again. 】