moonlight lure

He lowered his head and cleared his throat a little uncomfortably, then looked at the camera with some restraint and solemnly called her name in a low voice: "Weiwei."

Song Shiwei's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and her heart started to beat lightly because of what was about to happen. The person in front of me spoke slowly: "Today is the tenth year that I have liked you, and it is also the first year and one month that we have been together."

"I have always been inferior and conceited when it comes to liking you. My inferiority complex lies in the fact that I knew you for the first time, but I missed you at every stage of high school, college, and work."

"Conceit is my own desire to win. I stubbornly believe that I can do better than everyone else in liking you."

"Thank you for thinking so and choosing me. I am taciturn, paranoid, silent, and ordinary. If I choose to be like this, I have to bear my character flaws and career risks. It is not a very cost-effective thing."

"Besides, you have many choices, but you are the only one for me. If the person you chose was not me, it would be hard for me to imagine where I would go in the future."

"Looking back on the past ten years, I feel that time has passed very quickly. Compared with the time I spent with you, these ten years are very short, but it seems to have slowed down.

Because we have experienced a lot of things together, these things have filled these days to the fullest and tied our relationship stronger, but in my heart I am not grateful that these things happened. "

He paused for a moment and spoke quietly again, "I don't want to experience life and death with you again. I hope you will be happy and safe for the rest of your life."

Hot warmth suddenly welled up in her eyes, and she pressed her lips together to suppress it.

“I hope to see your smiling face every morning when I open my eyes. I hope to go back to Huping with you every summer. I hope that my mobile photo album will be filled with your four seasons. I hope that we can travel around the world in the future. Let’s go anywhere in the world together.”

He chuckled to himself, "I feel like I've been spoiled by you. I didn't feel bored or dull when I lived alone at two o'clock and one line in the past. But now that you're away for a day, I feel at a loss."

"I may not be able to go back to my old life alone."

"So, can I ask you to stay by my side every day in the future?"

The characters on the screen freeze briefly, and then disappear, and a slow-moving starry sky is projected on the wall. The moon in the center is bright and bright, and the moonlight gently reflects on her face.

Song Shiwei sniffed gently and used a tissue to absorb the liquid from the corners of her eyes. From the corner of her eye, she vaguely caught sight of him walking towards her in a police uniform with a solemn expression on his face. She covered her face with a tissue, feeling very shy and said, "Why don't you do this?" .”

Ji Yanchen had rehearsed alone during the day, but he was still a little cautious when facing her formally. He knelt on one knee in front of her and coaxed her to open her eyes: "Hold on and finish the rest of the process."

Mori on the side was tied with a red bow tie at some point, holding a velvet box of the same color in his mouth, squatting obediently next to him, looking like a conscientious tool dog.

Ji Yanchen cleared his throat and raised his hand to salute her: "Alarm number JT0909 Ji Yanchen, swear to be loyal to the motherland, loyal to the people, and loyal to Song Shiwei. I voluntarily dedicate myself to the noble cause of marriage and work hard throughout my life to realize my oath."

"Ms. Song Shiwei, will you marry me?"

Song Shiwei looked at his serious look and wanted to laugh and cry. The moisture on her black eyelashes spread and dyed her voice with a thin layer of hoarseness: "When did you prepare?"

He said quietly: "The process has been prepared not long ago, but this sentence has been prepared for a long time."

"how long?"

"From the day I was sworn in."

He paused for a moment and laughed at himself in a low voice, "You had already gone to the county to report. When I saw that my police number was your birthday, I felt that I could hold on a little longer."

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and smiled, the water in her dark eyes swaying. After a while, she spoke softly: "The day we first got close, you lied to me and said you could read palms, and asked me if I believed in fate. At that time, I said I didn't know. .”

He laughed softly: "Do you believe it now?"

She shook her head.

"Our being together is not destiny, it's man-made." And she was extremely grateful for this long-planned man-made thing.

"I am willing."

Because neither of them liked liveliness and human interaction, they finally decided not to hold a wedding after discussion. They just had a meal with immediate relatives and friends of the two families.

The hotel was chosen not far from their new home. After the meal, the two of them walked home after settling in the guests who had come from afar.

It was the winter moon, and the evening wind was cold and bleak. The moment they walked out of the hotel door, the two of them let out a silent sigh at the same time, and their nerves that had been tense all day finally relaxed.

Ji Yanchen lowered his head and asked the person next to him: "Are you tired?"

Song Shiwei took his arm and leaned on him: "A little bit."

During dinner, they greeted and toasted each guest one by one. She didn't drink much wine while he was there, but just smiling and repeating polite words over and over was enough to drain all the battery of her i-person.

After walking down the steps, he knelt down in front of her and motioned for her to come up.

People were coming and going in front of the door. Song Shiwei was a little embarrassed and gently pulled him up: "No need."

He drank a lot today, and she was a little worried about his state.

The person in front of me didn't move, and urged quietly: "Hurry up."

She pursed her lips helplessly, gently pulled off the hem of her skirt and climbed onto his back. He held her legs and stood up steadily.

Today, she wore high heels specially to match this red knitted dress. Her feet were finally free after standing all night. Song Shiwei breathed a sigh of relief, hugged his neck and muttered, "If it was a high-profile wedding, if I had to get up from five o'clock in the morning to put on makeup until now, I would definitely be dead."

He chuckled, and after a while, he whispered: "But I still feel a little regretful."

She heard this and joked: "What do you regret? Do you still want to wear a wedding dress?"

He walked steadily: "Although the wedding itself is very tiring, you will have many memories when you look back on this day in the future."

"Maybe."

Song Shiwei lay lazily on his shoulder, "If I regret it one day in the future, just give me another one."

Ji Yanchen laughed: "You still want to collect the contribution money twice?"

"I want to collect it ten times."

She also smiled, raised the bulging satchel in her hand, and made arrangements, "You can count the money when you go back later, and I'll take a bath."

Without waiting for his answer, she threatened with a straight face: "I will watch you on the surveillance camera, don't hide it."

"Can I count again tomorrow? Let's go back and take a bath together." He said calmly and sincerely, "I don't have any other intentions. The main thing is that I like bubble baths very much."

"Captain Ji, your abacus is making a clattering sound."

Song Shiwei gently pulled his ear from behind, "Today's work is done today. You count the money today and make money tomorrow."