Today, I wish I could walk through the petal rain with you. When you ask about the recording, I'd like to tell you that the recording is not for Luoxue and Yasha.
I left it to you in private.
The whole story is very long. Lu Yilan listened to the recording for a long time, every day. This recording is like a calendar, a small story.
September 27
Today is a very bad day. I heard from Yasha that there is a little CV in the company who confessed to you. Fortunately, you refused, otherwise I would collapse.
I always thought you were mine.
December first.
Recently, I'm a little flattered. You seem to care about me very much. You greet me a lot.
Then it was January 16.
Lu Yilan remembers that this is the day before Luoxue informed her of the accident.
In a trance, half a year has passed. I don't know if you can see that I'm pursuing you. You don't give me any response. I'm so confused.
Do you like me? Xu Miao, I love you. Do you love me?
Then it was the day he pretended to be in a car accident.
January 17.
I seem to have done something bad today, but I'm very happy. Xu Miao, you like me.
No matter what you do, comfort me or whatever, you admit that you like me.
I'm very happy, although I'm going to plead guilty after I'm happy.
January 18.
You seem very angry and ignore me completely.
January 19.
You are more angry than I imagined. Xu Miao, don't be like this. I will feel sad.
January 20.
You're busy with your work, Yasha told me. You look down on me a little and say I play dead and sell.
January 21.
I thought about it today. If I pretend to be dead and sell my life, you won't come back. After thinking about it for a long time, I don't think so. After all, you are a person with principles.
So I feel sorry for taking this recording.
January 21, just yesterday.
As soon as the recording here was finished, Gao Leng began to speak, "Xu Miao, today is January 22, the 193rd day of recording. I love you."
After I love you, there is no sound, and the atmosphere slowly sinks. Gao Leng takes a breath and immediately answers, "it's sunny today. I came to Fenghuo company with the recording to apologize to you."
"But I didn't just want to apologize. The atmosphere was so good. I said it."
"Xu Miao, Shuiguang, Wei Zhongxing, dusk, Qingsi, what do you want to record today?"
He read out these names, are Lu Yilan once partner his role.
There was a slight tremor in his low voice.
Carefully listening to this voice, Lu Yilan can perfectly imagine Gao Leng's sweating and trembling face.
"Cough."
"Is that a confession?" Lu Yilan asked quite frankly.
Gao Leng didn't think that things would go this way. After his brain became white for a while, he replied, "count."
"Do you think I'll agree?"
If you can ask this, it's mostly I will.
But not sure, Gao Leng also dare not speak, sweat from the forehead, he said, "I don't know."
"Well."
Lu Yilan said, turning the topic, "I think your recording may end up recording a bunch of laughter."
“??” The topic jumps so fast that Gao Leng doesn't respond, "what?"
"I mean..."
Lu Yilan pauses, then whispers, "Gao Leng, I love you, too."
“!”
"Want to laugh?"
"Yes."
Lu Yilan said, "laugh."
Gao Leng really smiles. His low and magnetic voice swings on both sides. It's been a long time.
"The tape can end here."
"Why?"
"Because you can tell me anything in the future."
There was silence in the earphone for a while. Gao Leng swallowed and said, "Shuiguang girl, do you agree to my confession?"
"Is Gao Leng not sure?"
Gao Leng felt like this for the first time. "I dare, but I'm afraid I'll use my whole life to make sure."
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GAO Leng thought that this life is very long, with her company, as a businessman, he can also learn from the literati's sour words -
I have no regrets in this life.
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