If love can be booked

Chapter 168 Michael and Zhu Yaolin reconcile, lover chapter, get marriage certificate

Short-term pain relievers...

Three days have passed without any words. Is this a form of cold war? The atmosphere is so cold that it is suffocating...

If we just walk slowly like this, without looking back or stopping, until we forget each other, what kind of feeling would that be?

The days without him were painful. She woke up many times in the middle of the night without any message from him. Without him in her life, her life seemed to be blank.

They didn't have much intersection in their lives originally, and it was only because one of them was willing to get close that they were in the situation today... It's not that she didn't want to keep him, but she just didn't know how to handle their relationship now... He has always been fighting for their future, but she forgot how to give, how to let him enter her heart?

Valentine's Day, February 14th, is the traditional Western love anniversary...

Her cell phone hadn't rung yet. She was expecting him to call her. Even if he didn't say anything, just listening to his breathing would be enough... But what right did she have to ask him to do that now? Did she still have a say in his world?

I haven't seen him for a long time. Is he not at work?

"Xiao Ke, isn't Michael from the creative department at work?" She tried to get some information about him from others. She asked carefully, as if she was exploring a precious secret.

"Sister Yaolin, please wait a moment. I'll check right away." Ke Jie immediately left. No one approached the restricted area she set...

He is on a business trip...

The reason why a person disappears is also very simple, is he on a business trip? Without the time spent together day and night, she will still miss him...

When did he enter her heart? When did she enter his heart?

She always thought of him inadvertently, his good and bad. Was he bad? Only his good. His bad was also defined by her, because she didn't want to hear his explanation. And he didn't give her any explanation after all, maybe he felt that it was redundant to explain again.

Missing you always hurts my heart...

How can I not think about him?

Valentine's Day, a holiday for two people, is destined to be spent alone. He no longer cares, so how can she ask him to remember? Michael, if you can't give me what I want now, why bother disturbing my heart? You know I am just a woman, a woman who longs to embrace love. If you can't give it to me, how can I ask for the tenderness that doesn't belong to me?

I called him, but a cold reminder tone came from the other end of the phone: "The user you dialed has transferred the call to voicemail. Please leave a message after the beep..."

Maybe there shouldn't be expectations.

I like someone so much that I am desperate...

I buried myself in work, trying to numb myself with busyness, but every time when it was late at night, tears would still blur my eyes. I was afraid that I would never hear from him again, and because I was too afraid of losing him, I finally didn't keep him...

In an empty room, I ate dinner alone, and then fell asleep alone in bed. This feeling of loneliness surged into my heart like a tide, suffocating me.

Every Valentine's Day, Dad always goes to another villa to accompany Mom. He said that he would never let Mom spend this special day alone. She doesn't understand the deep love of her parents. Perhaps only by experiencing the same pain and struggle can she truly understand the preciousness of love...

In the variety shows, the stars were laughing and joking; in the entertainment shows, the hosts were hosting with humor and wit; in the financial channel, the experts and scholars were analyzing the market trends endlessly... She kept changing channels, but could never find the kind that made her want to watch.

It turns out that being alone can also be lonely...

I once thought that I would never feel lonely again, because I was used to relying on that person, used to his company and care. But he left without anyone's permission...

Maybe he was really busy, so busy that he forgot her existence. No phone calls, no WeChat messages, it was as if he had disappeared without a trace...

She wanted to find all kinds of excuses for him, just to find a reason why he still loved her.

"Hello..." Ding ding ding... a number from China...

"Yao Lin, happy holidays..." Western Valentine's Day, her holiday...

"Happy holidays..." He still remembered that she said she hoped to hear him say happy holidays to her every year.

"Western Valentine's Day should be more flavorful than Chinese Valentine's Day..." The lovers' festival gives the taste of love, and he is also planning well, wanting to give her a surprise...

"Yeah, it smells romantic." Flowers and balloons are flying all over the sky...

"Does she take good care of you?" I really want to ask, are you happy without me around?

"Very good. I should say I took good care of her." She took care of him? He was thankful that she didn't make him angry. Love is like this, just different roles...

"Well, yes." She was honored to have his complete love...

"How about you? Why do you sound a little down?" It should be nine o'clock in the evening for her. She sounded a little tired and her voice was a little hoarse...

"I'm fine, I'm fine." She tried to hold back her tears and tried to make her voice sound calmer. She didn't want him to worry because she would make herself fine. At least, she wouldn't miss him anymore.

"You know, I can be happy anywhere." She bit her lip to stop herself from crying.

“Believe in you…” Full of confidence, because she is such a strong woman.

"Of course I have. When have I ever let you down?" She always acted strong in front of him, silently taking on everything for him, but she gradually neglected the fact that she was also a woman who needed to be cared for and loved.

"He will definitely make you happy." Michael Smith, he knew...

"Okay... Thank you... I will definitely be very happy..." She responded softly. Jinchuan, if you believe that I am happy, I will definitely be happy. Just like I said: When have I ever let you down? I can be very happy, but my happiness does not include you... I will be very happy... very happy...

"Do we need to be so polite? Silly girl..." They were as polite as strangers, but they were supposed to be the closest of friends. Was he asking too much?

"Hmm..." Just like she once said, one day she would be polite to him, no longer unrestrained, and no longer force him to say he loved her.

Thinking of this, her heart ached, and tears could not help but burst out. I'm sorry, I still can't say blessing with a smile. You gave all your love to her, and I don't blame you. If I hadn't left, maybe I wouldn't have met him in my life.

Whose meeting is a promise from the previous life? Have I made an appointment for his love?

Michael, you gave me an equation that has no solution...

Do I miss you or am I still attached to him? I think I love you, in my own way...

I just miss the past, which is an emotional history that I cannot erase, just because of his existence.

Tired of crying, I fell asleep in a daze, feeling very uneasy, and I saw his figure in my dream...

The sunlight coming through the windowsill was a bit dazzling and painful. She was such a strong woman, and she could cry so hard... Zhu Yaolin, why did you do this? For a man who ignored you...

"Awake?" A familiar voice suddenly came to my ears. Michael Smith?

"You... why are you here?" Zhu Yaolin rubbed her eyes and made sure she was awake. This was indeed her home. And he was leaning against the door frame leisurely, like a gentleman in a play, graceful and elegant.

"What are you doing here?" Zhu Yaolin silently repeated to her father in her heart. She knew without asking that they were in collusion...

"Happy Valentine's Day..." His tone was very light, but it revealed a deep tenderness.

"We broke up, didn't we?" She said, trying to hold back her tears. Would he still want to spend Valentine's Day with her? After being missing for a few days, he suddenly appeared in front of her and said these words to her.

"Who said that? Did I agree?" His eyes flashed with determination. Linlin, I said we should have a love that will never break up. Don't break up easily, because you don't know how hard I've tried...

"Then you've been missing for several days?" Her voice was tearful. It's been a long time since we last met, hasn't it?

"What? Did you miss me?" He smiled softly. I'm not gone. I know what you're doing...

"Who missed you?" She turned her head away stubbornly, not wanting him to see her crying.

"Silly girl, don't cry, don't cry..." He looked at her with heartache, gently held her in his arms, and gently wiped the tears from her face.

"I'm wrong, it's all my fault. I can accept you hitting me and scolding me. It's all my fault." Looking at the tearful woman in front of him, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't breathe.

Michael coaxed softly: "Let's stop crying, okay?" When you cry, my heart breaks...

She sobbed and said, "Who made you sad?" She was not a hypocritical woman, but she cried for him for so long. Sometimes I wonder, there is always someone who will make you unforgettable?

"I won't dare to do it again, I promise..." Facing her tears, he felt extremely distressed and guilty.

"Promises are too fragile..." She didn't want his promise...

"Zhu Yaolin..." He tried to explain, but the words turned into a growl. What does that mean? It was as if he had broken his promise many times.

"Look... you're still mean to me..." She pouted in grievance, her eyes full of resentment. Yelling at her again?

He waved his hands quickly and said anxiously: "How could I be mean to you? Then I won't say anything..." Is it okay to keep silent?

"Here we go again, the Cold War is starting again, right?" Silence again...

"Then what do you want me to do?" Speaking is wrong, and keeping silent is also wrong?

"Then I don't care..." What should he do? She didn't know...

"I can't just ignore it. If you don't care about me, then who will care about me?" It doesn't matter if we quarrel, but I'm most afraid of your sudden silence. Then I won't know what to do?

"Don't you have a lot of girls around you?" She was still calculating...

"Nonsense..." Where is the little girl? Michael looked at the woman in front of him with an innocent face.

"You are the only one in my heart, it has always been you..." You are the only one in my heart. Michael muttered to himself, his mother really hurt him this time.

"Why haven't you been paying any attention to me these past few days..." She said with a bit of complaint, feeling ignored.

"You are the one who shut me out, okay?" Michael frowned. Who is ignoring whom? Confusion of right and wrong...

"Then you didn't knock on the door either?" Did she knock at the door?

"Okay, Your Majesty..." Michael smiled helplessly. It turns out that you can knock on the door! This woman is really a love-hate relationship...

"Do you want to get up?" He kissed her forehead gently, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Get up..." she answered lazily. She didn't want to stay in bed any longer and wanted to greet the first ray of sunshine in the morning.

"Then I'll wait for you in the living room for breakfast." He patted her head lovingly, then stood up and left the room.

"Yeah..." she responded, happiness written all over her face.

Draw the curtains and let the sunlight fill the bedroom. Wherever he is, she smiles. Why bother to care about who loves who more? There is no fixed pattern in love.

The rich scent of roses. Next to the bouquet, there was a card that read: "Linlin, may every day of your life be as beautiful as these flowers."

"I love you..." Her beloved smile...

"I love you too..." She was easily satisfied. He thought he would need to work harder to win her heart, but now it seemed that everything was so natural. Linlin, you are more beautiful than I thought. I find it so hard not to love you...

"Linlin..." He called her name softly, his eyes full of love. I love you, not just saying it...

"Hmm..." she responded softly.

"I need to reflect on myself because I didn't give you enough sense of security, which led to this misunderstanding." He said self-blamingly. If I had done well, she wouldn't have misunderstood, right? His devotion only belonged to her, not to anyone else.

"Let's get married." He is willing to give her the right of marriage...

"Linlin, will you marry me?" he asked expectantly. He wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, to build a happy life for the two of them without being disturbed by the outside world.

"Michael..." She always felt that marriage was a very distant thing for her.

"Linlin, marry me..." Michael knelt on one knee, took out the ring he had prepared in advance and had it tailored for her.

"I do..." She was willing to marry him and spend the rest of her life with him.

Marriage? Since when has marriage been on the agenda? I am not afraid of marriage, as long as the other party is him.

Can this heart-pounding feeling be called happiness?

Happy, she is already very happy...

On Valentine's Day, they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register...