After a pause, Qin Yinan added, "…If we go to France, we can also take a detour to Florence…"
When Qin Yinan said that, Qingchun was instantly reminded of the same sentence she had told Su Zhinian . …Of course, we need to take a detour to Florence to look at the lavenders in bloom .
Song Qingchun started to tremble uncontrollably . She was holding a dress in her hands at the time, and the fabric was getting ruffled from her tight grip .
The salesgirl couldn't help but say something to remind her . "Miss, I'm sorry but you cannot grab the dress so tightly .
"Miss?
"Miss?"
The girl called her several times, but Song Qingchun didn't respond . Eventually, she turned toward Qin Yinan pleadingly . Qin Yinan walked over and reached out to grab Song Qingchun's wrist . Then he carefully fished the dress out of her hands . "Song Song?"
Song Qingchun recovered from her thoughts . She looked at Qin Yinan and realized the mistake she had committed . She smiled apologetically and said, "I'm fine . "
Song Qingchun recovered from her thoughts . She looked at Qin Yinan and realized the mistake she had committed . She smiled apologetically and said, "I'm fine . "
Before Qin Yinan could say anything, she turned around to continue selecting the dress . As she walked through the shop, she answered Qin Yinan's earlier question . "How about Rome?"
Qin Yinan was confused for a moment before he realized that Song Qingchun was answering the question about their honeymoon location . In his memory, Song Qingchun had never said anything about liking Rome, so he was confused why she would pick that location .
Qin Yinan looked at Song Qingchun's profile for a moment before asking, "But didn't you hate historical places like Rome?"
"Yes, I find it boring…" Song Qingchun picked up a white dress with diamond inlaid . She put it before her body and modelled it in the mirror before continuing in a faded tone . "…but you like it right?"
"Yes, I find it boring…" Song Qingchun picked up a white dress with diamond inlaid . She put it before her body and modelled it in the mirror before continuing in a faded tone . "…but you like it right?"
"Me?" Qin Yinan laughed . He picked up a black suit that matched Song Qingchun's white dress and held it in front of the mirror before saying, "When did I say I like Rome? I can't remember it . "
Song Qingchun placed the white dress back on the rack . She gave Qin Yinan a side-eye before picking up yet another dress . She mocked him half-jokingly, "Stop toying with me, Brother Yinan . During our email correspondence, you told me more than once you like Rome very much . "
Song Qingchun thought the dress she was holding was not bad, so she signaled the girl, saying she wished to try it on .
Qin Yinan asked the girl to bring a matching suit before he followed Song Qingchun . "Song Song, what are you talking about? What is this email correspondence?"
Song Qingchun, who was about to walk into the dressing room, stopped . Before she turned around, she heard Qin Yinan say, "How come I don't remember sending you any emails?"
Qin Yinan asked the girl to bring a matching suit before he followed Song Qingchun . "Song Song, what are you talking about? What is this email correspondence?"
Song Qingchun, who was about to walk into the dressing room, stopped . Before she turned around, she heard Qin Yinan say, "How come I don't remember sending you any emails?"
The words Song Qingchun wanted to say were stuck in her throat . She stared at the confused Qin Yinan for some time to ensure he was not lying . Right then, her heart dropped with consternation . With a frown, she said, "Don't you remember? It was during the first year you joined the military . You would send me an email every few days…"
Qin Yinan became even more confused .
Song Qingchun's frown deepened . An inexplicable feeling crawled all over her back . She swallowed before explaining it more clearly . "That email is qinyinan01@gmail . com, don't you remember?"
After a pause, Qin Yinan added, …If we go to France, we can also take a detour to Florence… When Qin Yinan said that, Qingchun was instantly reminded of the same sentence she had told Su Zhinian . …Of course, we need to take a detour to Florence to look at the lavenders in bloom . Song Qingchun started to tremble uncontrollably . She was holding a dress in her hands at the time, and the fabric was getting ruffled from her tight grip . The salesgirl couldnt help but say something to remind her . Miss, Im sorry but you cannot grab the dress so tightly . Miss? Miss? The girl called her several times, but Song Qingchun didnt respond . Eventually, she turned toward Qin Yinan pleadingly . Qin Yinan walked over and reached out to grab Song Qingchuns wrist . Then he carefully fished the dress out of her hands . Song Song? Song Qingchun recovered from her thoughts . She looked at Qin Yinan and realized the mistake she had committed . She smiled apologetically and said, Im fine . Before Qin Yinan could say anything, she turned around to continue selecting the dress . As she walked through the shop, she answered Qin Yinans earlier question . How about Rome? Qin Yinan was confused for a moment before he realized that Song Qingchun was answering the question about their honeymoon location . In his memory, Song Qingchun had never said anything about liking Rome, so he was confused why she would pick that location . Qin Yinan looked at Song Qingchuns profile for a moment before asking, But didnt you hate historical places like Rome? Yes, I find it boring… Song Qingchun picked up a white dress with diamond inlaid . She put it before her body and modelled it in the mirror before continuing in a faded tone . …but you like it right? Me? Qin Yinan laughed . He picked up a black suit that matched Song Qingchuns white dress and held it in front of the mirror before saying, When did I say I like Rome? I cant remember it . Song Qingchun placed the white dress back on the rack . She gave Qin Yinan a side-eye before picking up yet another dress . She mocked him half-jokingly, Stop toying with me, Brother Yinan . During our email correspondence, you told me more than once you like Rome very much . Song Qingchun thought the dress she was holding was not bad, so she signaled the girl, saying she wished to try it on . Qin Yinan asked the girl to bring a matching suit before he followed Song Qingchun . Song Song, what are you talking about? What is this email correspondence? Song Qingchun, who was about to walk into the dressing room, stopped . Before she turned around, she heard Qin Yinan say, How come I dont remember sending you any emails? The words Song Qingchun wanted to say were stuck in her throat . She stared at the confused Qin Yinan for some time to ensure he was not lying . Right then, her heart dropped with consternation . With a frown, she said, Dont you remember? It was during the first year you joined the military . You would send me an email every few days… Qin Yinan became even more confused . Song Qingchuns frown deepened . An inexplicable feeling crawled all over her back . She swallowed before explaining it more clearly . That email is qinyinan01@gmail . com, dont you remember?