Chapter 184 I hope you can consider me carefully, I am still very good! 【Please subscribe】
The time is twelve o'clock noon.
Guo Qilin and Deng Ziqi have taken care of everything and are ready to have lunch.
The steaming hot pot would not dampen the atmosphere, and Guo Qilin had been here once before, so even if a man and a woman got along, they weren't that restrictive.
It's just that this time, Guo Qilin inexplicably felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere. He couldn't put it into words, but he could feel it in his words and deeds.
His personality is not as carefree as Shaobing's. On the contrary, he has a subtlety hidden inside him. It is this subtlety that allows him to observe words and emotions and make a good impression on others, otherwise he would not praise him wherever he goes.
But I really couldn't tell what was wrong at this moment. I just felt that it was weird to be with Deng Ziqi this time.
"Sister Ziqi, it's almost time. Let's sit down and eat. I'm already hungry."
Guo Qilin couldn't figure it out and was too lazy to think about it, so he said happily.
"Okay, you eat first, and I'll go to the kitchen and bring another plate of meat."
After a while, Deng Ziqi put down a plate of mutton.
Knowing that Dalin likes to eat, she carefully selected the ingredients today.
There were more than a dozen items placed on the table, of which ten were meat dishes.
"How's it going? This isn't a bad treatment for you, is it? It's not worse than a hotel, right? Don't think I deliberately skipped the hotel to save money." Deng Ziqi sat opposite Guo Qilin and said.
"No way, I'm so happy to be able to come to my home as a guest. What an honor it is."
After taking off his chopsticks to wash the dishes, Guo Qilin was really rude, choosing some of his favorite foods, and at the same time looking for something to say to keep the atmosphere from becoming cold.
"The reason why I like to eat hot pot is mainly because of the excitement. The whole family is sitting around a round table, steaming hot, and the inside of the pot is still open, which means reunion.
And you can eat whatever you want, regardless of meat, vegetables, seafood, mushrooms, etc. You don’t have to cater to everyone’s tastes, you can find what you like to eat. ”
To a certain extent, Deng Ziqi really liked listening to Guo Qilin speak. She herself was not very good at Mandarin, but the other party was different and could speak fluently.
"I just bought the soup base today. I'm curious about the soup base for Yanjing mutton-shabu-shabu. Is it completely clear soup? But how can the clear soup be so delicious and fragrant?"
"It's almost a clear soup with plain water, but with green onions and ginger in it. If you want to be a little more spicy, add two pieces of aniseed. If you're more particular, add a few wolfberries or use some lamb tail oil to moisten the pot. Use it to moisten the meat. More fragrant.”
"Oh."
After taking a bite of food, Deng Ziqi listened to his words seriously, but while listening, he kept thinking about what to do and what to say.
Because I really can’t run away today. If I don’t say anything today, I may not have a chance in the future.
After much deliberation, I still can't find any special opportunity.
The other party kept eating and talking.
It was her concentration that made Guo Qilin, who was eating, take another look. Sure enough, the atmosphere was strange and she didn't know what happened.
"Sister Ziqi?"
"Ah?" Deng Ziqi subconsciously agreed, slightly frightened.
"What's the matter with you?"
"No, no."
Deng Ziqi showed her characteristic bright smile again, and she said no. Guo Qilin naturally turned his attention back to the hot pot and stopped asking, and talked about other topics by the way.
The meal ended with chatting.
Deng Ziqi couldn't eat much, so he almost watched Guo Qilin eat. After eating, the two of them had to communicate about music.
Each other can help each other's music.
When he came to the music room again, Deng Ziqi's original mood became cheerful. It was always a pleasure to stay with him.
"I told you before that I wrote a new song based on your "Light Chaser". It was also released on this album. It is very popular and has a high number of plays."
Guo Qilin recalled that there was a lot of interest. At that time, the video singing alone felt very good. Wouldn't it be better to do it live? It was just to kill time anyway.
"Can I listen to it again now? It sounds really good. No wonder fans like it."
"Okay."
Deng Ziqi agreed quickly, feeling that the two of them seemed to be on the same page. If he wanted to hear it, he might be able to use this song to hint at it.
Because this is a song of confession.
If he understands, he doesn't have to be so stressed. It's more or less difficult to ask a girl to tell you she likes you
So I immediately sat down, put my fingers on the piano, and a familiar melody appeared.
When he appeared, Deng Ziqi suddenly couldn't help but smile. He remembered that when he was playing video, he didn't dare to look into his eyes. It turned out that he had some feelings for him unknowingly at that time.
As for her smile, Guo Qilin felt more and more weird standing beside him. His observation and intuition were very powerful, and he said straightforwardly: "Sister Ziqi, I seem to understand something. Isn't today's meal the Hongmen Banquet? I feel a little bit weird. Can’t leave?”
With a start, Deng Ziqi's playing hand suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at him blankly. At the same time, an invisible blush appeared on his cheeks, and his heart gradually accelerated, "Do you understand?"
"How could I not know? I felt strange when I was eating. You talked much less than usual."
"That...I, this..."
Deng Ziqi's face was burning hot at this moment, thinking that the other party understood everything.
After all, when it comes to feelings between men and women, whoever reveals them first will be embarrassed first, especially her insinuation.
But does Guo Qilin really know?
impossible!
He just thought that Deng Ziqi wanted to ask him to adapt the song again, and he only thought about it for a long time because of the difficulty in speaking.
As for confessing to myself, I would never have thought of it in my wildest dreams.
"It's okay, just tell me, Sister Ziqi, do we need to be like this in such a good relationship? I have to thank you for the rock song you helped me arrange before. My master likes it very much."< br>
Yes, I was overthinking it.
Deng Ziqi understood something, and felt depressed in her heart. She really thought that he knew what she was going to do. At that second just now, her face was so embarrassed that her face became hot, and her whole body even felt a little hot.
But after the depression, there was a cheerful smile. Not to mention that she was very happy to be with him, even this misunderstanding made her smile from ear to ear.
He immediately played the piano again and sang the song in a cheerful mood, but he was a lot more shy than usual when singing.
“I’ve been in a good mood lately, I don’t know why~
In my current mood, I want to sing to you~~"
Deng Ziqi's singing appeared, and Guo Qilin listened to it and found that she was unexpectedly happy.
Not only was she happy, but she was particularly excited because Deng Ziqi finally knew who to sing this song to.
But during the whole singing process, I didn't look at him for a second with my peripheral vision, for fear that I would not be able to sing anymore.
It wasn't until the song came to an end that the whole person relaxed silently.
"How is it? Does it sound good?"
“Sounds good.”
"Then what?"
"What then?"
Deng Ziqi sighed, feeling extremely helpless. It seemed that he did not understand the feelings he had just expressed in the song. I sang it in front of you, how could I not understand? It's obvious.
It is indeed obvious. It takes a third person to understand it in a minute.
A man pursues a woman across a mountain, and a woman pursues a man across a veil. Girls express their feelings and can easily see through them.
But Guo Qilin is different from ordinary boys.
Growing up in that kind of family, how dare he expect anything good to happen to him? How dare you expect such a cute and beautiful girl to like you?
His wish is that when he gets older, he can just find an ordinary girl to spend his whole life with.
So I never thought that Sister Ziqi, whom I kept calling, would like me.
But how could he know that he was no longer the boy with low self-esteem in the past? To outsiders, he was shining brightly.
"Well, let me ask, you don't have a girlfriend now, do you?" Deng Ziqi's heart was pounding, and he stood up from the piano chair, looking into his eyes and asked.
Guo Qilin felt the atmosphere was more and more weird, "No, what about Sister Ziqi? Do you want to introduce me to one?"
"..."
Deng Ziqi, who was in the same room, suddenly became angry and introduced someone to him. He was crazy to give it up to someone else.
After taking a steady breath, the blush appeared on his face again, and he said seriously.
"Da Lin, have you ever thought that that song just now was a confession song? Does it mean that I like you? Well... I like you very much. I called you here today just to say this, so it is the same as what you said. At the Hongmen Banquet.”
There was a boom.
Guo Qilin, who was originally half-joking, seemed to have encountered something terrible. A thunder and lightning struck his heart, and the expression on his face became extremely dull.
He seriously doubted that he was too tired to wake up yesterday and was still in a dream. How could he hear this passage from Sister Ziqi? This was too absurd for him. What was absurd was not that it could not happen, but how it could happen to him. .
I really wanted to ask the other person if he was joking, but after many years of dealing with people, he told him that he didn't think he should say that. It was too rude.
Then, Deng Ziqi also noticed this embarrassment, flushed his cheeks, and whispered softly. .
"This is the first time I've seen your frightened expression. It's very rare, but I also hope you can think about me. I'm still pretty good.
But don't worry, I... let me make you a cup of tea. Do you like tea? ”
Due to the change and solidification of the atmosphere, Deng Ziqi seemed to be a completely different person, speaking and doing things as stiffly as if he had no brain.
I looked here and there, then hurried out to look for tea.
Don't talk about her, Guo Qilin is not much better.
Suddenly I was confessed to the lovely Ziqi sister in front of me.
Making his heart race into his throat.
Slowly taking a deep breath, he really had to think about it. He had always said that it would be good to find a girlfriend at the age of thirty. He was still several years away from turning thirty, but Sister Ziqi showed up to him first.
He was really at a loss and disrupted all his original plans.
Fortunately, she found an excuse to make tea, otherwise she wouldn't have known how to deal with the space between two people.
And this tea took too long to brew, it took a full four or five minutes.
For four or five minutes, the big house was eerily quiet.
One was in the music room and the other was in the living room, neither of them said a word.
They all seemed to have no idea what to say and had no words.
But each other's heartbeats were connected, because they were both so excited that they kept beating fast.
After making tea, Deng Ziqi brought a teacup and handed it to Guo Qilin.
Guo Qilin took it and found that Sister Ziqi's face was still red and she couldn't cool down no matter what. She was very cute.
"Sister Ziqi..."
Deng Ziqi had already broken through the conversation, so naturally he was not afraid of anything and said straightforwardly: "Now you understand why I don't like you calling me that."
"Oh."
Guo Qilin understood, and it was a little funny. Does this mean that she had wanted to say this to herself for a long time?
If so, when did you fall in love with yourself? He was sure that there was nothing attractive about him.
So for a while, asking why she liked me was more intense than how to respond.
So do you like her?
The answer is yes, I fell in love with her from the moment I saw her on The Masked Singer.
It's just that his love is not a love between men and women. He likes a singer or an actor, it's all love.
But it was her words just now that made Guo Qilin feel that his emotions were opened up, and he looked at Deng Ziqi in a blink of an eye.
Deng Ziqi didn't know what to do at the moment, not even leaving the music room, nor not leaving, so he could only pretend to be busy with his back turned.
Touch the guitar strings, touch the drums, touch the piano, etc.
During the touching process, your mood should be slightly better, and you can accept it whether you agree or disagree.
Anyway, I hope the other party can give me an answer.
Of course, I still hope he agrees, so that when the two of them stay together, it will be exclusive to them.
I don’t know how happy I am.
"Sister Ziqi, to be honest, I'm a little used to it." After Guo Qilin's words came out, Deng Ziqi turned around, and his heart finally died.
Those with high EQ disagree, while those with low EQ say they are used to calling.
"It's okay. You can just scream no matter what. It doesn't matter to me." Deng Ziqi felt refreshed now, and his uneasiness completely disappeared. "You have a drink of tea. I specially bought good tea, although I don't know what's good about it." Well, it’s very expensive anyway.”
"Then what should I call you in the future?"
"Whatever, do we still care about the title? Why ask this?" Deng Ziqi was very indifferent and didn't know why he asked this question.
etc.
Suddenly understanding something, Deng Ziqi widened her beautiful eyes, and then she wanted to laugh but had to hold back, "You...what do you mean?"
What else can Guo Qilin mean? He has said before that he must not let go of girls who like his master's cooking. It is really rare to like this kind of side dishes that are well-fed and have nothing to do. Girls like this can't even find them with a lantern.
The key is that she also threw herself into a trap.
It scared him.
"I mean, wouldn't it be inappropriate to call you Sister Ziqi from now on? How weird does it sound?"
Deng Ziqi's cheeks were flushed, and he smiled brightly again, "Nonsense, of course it's inappropriate. How can we not respond when we are together?"
(End of chapter)