Gong Shao proposed again today

Chapter 1515 Damn, I love you so much. (2)

Zhan Nanjue froze for a moment, then took her hand and said, "Now plant."

"But you're all wet."

"Just for a while." Zhan Nanjue said, "It's already wet anyway, and I like rain the most."

"..." Deceitful.

He doesn't like the rain at all...

Gong Shirao's eyes turned red, then she nodded, "Yes."

The two chose a place in the garden and planted the sapling.

Gong Shirao dug another hole beside her.

"You just planted a tree, why are you digging a hole next to it?" Zhan Nanjue said.

"Bury the exchange diary in there." Gong Shirao said.

"...Exchanging diaries, don't you just read them after you write them?"

"Of course not. What's the point of looking at the current mood now? Wait a long time to read it, and recall the current mood, it will have special meaning." Gong Shirao said.

"Is that so?" Zhan Nanjue frowned, "So... when will we see this!?"

"Hand it over quickly." Gong Shirao reached out to Zhan Nanjue, "Put them together in this box."

"Have you prepared the box!?" Zhan Nanjue was speechless, it turned out that she just asked for the box to bury the diary.He thought it was for her jewelry...

"My diary has already been put in." Gong Shirao said, "Little brother, hand over yours quickly."

"..." Zhan Nanjue put the diary into the box.

Gong Shirao locked the box, buried the exchange diary under the tree, and covered the tree with soil.

Zhan Nanjue could only help fill the hole together.

Gong Shirao felt a different feeling in her heart when she saw him help quietly.

It's still raining.

He held the umbrella for her with one hand, and the umbrella was all tilted to her side.His body was all wet, and he didn't care.

The rain dripped off his shoulders, looking cool.

But his heart was always warm.

It seems that no matter what kind of wind and snow he encounters, he can keep his own warmth.

They buried a pigeon together 19 years ago.Also buried his fate with her.

After 19 years, will there still be her in this world?

But there must be, this memory.

There is this tree, which is as graceful as a cover.

Gong Shirao pulled Zhan Nanjue up, "You're all wet, go take a shower first. Also, don't always lean towards me with umbrellas..."

"I'm already wet anyway." Zhan Nanjue said.

"That's not okay, what should you do if you are sick like this?"

"I really like being sick." Zhan Nanjue said, "When a doctor is always taking care of others, it's much easier to be a patient. Someone will take care of me."

"Zhan Nanjue, stop talking nonsense." Gong Shirao said, "I don't want you to be sick, I just want you to be well!"

Zhan Nanjue reached out and tapped the tip of her nose, and immediately there was a lump of black mud on the tip of her nose. She stretched out her hand to wipe it, with a look of disgust, and then wiped all the mud back on him. He was not angry, but felt that she was so disgusted. Cute, with a smile on the corners of the eyes and brows.

"Still laughing!" She glared at him.

Zhan Nanjue smiled and took her hand and led her into the hall. "Wash together!"

Gong Shirao: "..."

Seeing that the two of them are so close, the servants all backed away automatically.

Gong Shirao was embarrassed and wanted to find a hole in the ground.

She glanced outside, just in time to see where they had planted the tree together.

"After 19 years, this tree should be as tall as someone else." Gong Shirao said.

"Well, 19 years old, he should be taller than you." Zhan Nanjue also followed her gaze and looked in that direction.

(End of this chapter)