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When he came to his senses, the beauty had already taken the arm of the mature man who had just spoken and left.

Aqiang couldn't help but ask his sister: 'Who were those two just now -'

My sister responded naturally, "I am the owner of this building!"It seems that he is the uncle of the birthday boy. '"

A younger lady couldn't help but interject: "Hey, when I saw this, I thought Gillian was really married -"

The older lady next to her immediately raised her finger and gestured to her.

“Until the birthday party was over, the owner never showed up again.

Before Aqiang left, he finally couldn't hold it back and looked back again: On the green lawn, the white three-story building was exquisite and elegant——

He remembered that Gillian said that she didn't like flowers, and it would be nice to have a lawn in front of her house from now on.

At least...she's doing pretty well!

Behind him, behind a window on the third floor of the white building, two pairs of equally beautiful eyes were watching him quietly. He Ya said in surprise: 'It's really him! '

She couldn't help but look at her sister beside her: 'You have been waiting for him for so many years, does he know? '

He Jiao shook her head: "He seemed to be here with his girlfriend... I took a look, she was a very young, beautiful, and energetic girl."

He Ya could only sigh softly: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have called Wenhan to pick you up to play with." '

He Jiao remained silent for a long time. "

The wives were all gripped by the twists and turns of the plot. Although many of them already knew the ending, it was a different feeling when Mrs. Ren read it out.

"On the other side, Aqiang returned home. He looked up at the green lawn in front of him and stopped for a long time. He didn't move until his sister urged him.

He went directly to his room on the second floor, and the image of Gillian clinging to the handsome man like a little bird kept popping up in his mind.

A wry smile appeared on his lips, and he said to himself, 'It's time to make a break. '

As he spoke, Aqiang bent down, pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, and pulled out a red rope from his neck. At the end of the red rope was a small key.

Lock the lock on the box, turn it gently, and the cover pops open, revealing a small half box of stars.

Aqiang gently touched these little stars with his fingertips, sighed softly, picked up one of them, and opened it:

——Qiang Zai should be happy today too!If you're not happy, just have a big meal and I'll pay for it when you send me the bill!

Aqiang smiled knowingly and picked up the second star:
——Did you learn any new words today?If not, I will punish you!I'll punish you by treating me to a big dinner!

Aqiang laughed dumbly. Doesn't this match the one above?

He invited her to dinner and asked her to pay the bill.

One by one, there are fewer and fewer stars in the box, and Aqiang has more and more notes in his hand.

Finally, only the last star remained.

This was the graduation gift given to him by Gillian on the day he graduated from night school. The reason why he remembered it so clearly was because it was a unique star——

It's black.

The other stars, whether red or yellow, are all very bright colors, but this one is the only one.

Aqiang felt that the color might also be a symbol. Black... always gave people some bad associations.

The speed at which he dismantled the stars was also much slower. Finally, he unfolded the black stars:

Are you willing to wait for me for five years?
Aqiang's breath was suffocated, five years!And this year happens to be the sixth year!

Aqiang felt like he fell from heaven to hell in an instant. He hated himself so much, why didn't he open these stars earlier!

He beat his head over and over again, and the pain spread to his face and took root deeply, making his facial features become distorted.

Until a thought suddenly popped up: Will a girl who is willing to wait for him for five years wait for him for one more year? !

It is like a straw that a drowning person grabs in a hurry. Even if it is not enough to save his life, it will make him regard it as his last hope.

As soon as this idea came to him, Aqiang couldn't sit still anymore. He grabbed his coat and ran out. Behind him came the worried voice of his mother: "It's time to have dinner, Qiangzi, where are you going?" '

Aqiang responded without looking back: "Go see an angel!" '

Six years ago, Gillian appeared in front of him. To him, she was an angel.

In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the small white building again. Aqiang waited patiently for the servant to slowly open the door: "Sir, who are you looking for?" '

Aqiang hesitated for a moment and then said: "Your wife." '

Under the strange look in the servant's eyes, Aqiang was led to the living room. Soon, the hostess appeared in front of him: 'It's you! '

Aqiang looked at the strange yet inexplicably familiar beauty and asked doubtfully, "Do you know me?" '

The beauty nodded: "My name is He Ya, and He Jiao is my sister." '

Aqiang's breath was suffocated and his words were incoherent: 'Then she, she -'

'She's still single, what about you? '

The beauty is straightforward and strong, completely different from Gillian.

Aqiang was already so happy that he was about to fly. He laughed and said, "I'm single too!" '

Gillian, who had just reached the stairs, happened to hear these words. She raised her eyes and met Aqiang's eyes. Aqiang suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "You——"

Under He Jiao's quiet gaze, Ah Qiang blurted out in his heart: "Will you marry me?" '

He was full of sincerity. Looking at the beauty who was blushing a little bit, he said again in Chinese: 'Are you...willing to marry me? '"

After Mrs. Ren spoke for a long time, the ladies present were still immersed in the plot. Many of them put their hands on their chests and looked touched.

The wife who flew to Paris was the first to speak: "It's so well said! I'm glad I didn't see the ending earlier. I didn't expect that Mrs. Ren read it so well!"

The other ladies nodded, and another one smiled and said: "It reminds me of the young gentleman who read the newspaper in the wonton noodle shop mentioned in the book... Why don't we make an appointment and let's go sit together."

Immediately, a wife responded: "I just went there yesterday. The young gentleman only worked part-time and was too busy. He has already quit his job of reading newspapers!"

The wives couldn't help but feel sorry for them. The governor's wife listened to their discussion with some vague understanding. Fortunately, Mrs. Ren translated for her, so she also listened to everything.

Hearing the regrets of the other wives, the Governor's wife laughed and said, "Why don't we go to the food stall in front of the Kowloon Theater! It's also written in the article about Ghost Lady!"

The ladies’ eyes lit up, yes, try that bowl cake, is it as delicious as in the book?

Let’s look at that beautiful stall owner. Is he a monster who has lived to be a hundred years old?
Seeing that all the wives were eager to travel, Mrs. Ren smiled and suggested: "The singing competition organized by the Guo family will be twenty to ten this weekend. The song the little girl sang is from the girls group "Gillian and Aqiangli" It’s time to sing!”

"Good good!"

"That being said, I should go take a look!"

The wives became excited again, and soon they made an appointment to meet up for the weekend, first to eat bowl cakes, and then to watch the game!