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"How did you do it?" Jiang Kuo looked at the kaleidoscope and turned slowly bit by bit. Looking at his own photos with golden flashes of fine golden shapes, they were basically the same head. "I can figure out the photo only for the head, but why is it so small?"

"Made of heat shrinkable films," Duan Feifan said, "That kind of customizes the picture, arrange the version for the seller, print it and send it to you..."

"No need to say so detailed." Jiang Kuobian was happy while watching.

"Five yuan per piece," Duan Feifan said, "and the material package."

"Why do you still bring a quote?" Jiang Kuo smiled even more violently, "What does the material bag mean?"

"The material bag is just some gadgets and materials. These are all pendants, earrings, and keychains," Duan Feifan said. "I thought I could not waste it after printing so much, so I bought a material bag. As a result, I didn't look closely and bought the wrong one..."

"I bought something?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Earings," Duan Feifan couldn't help but laugh, "A bunch of earrings are blocked..."

Jiang Kuo laughed out loud.

Holding the kaleidoscope for a while, he turned his head and looked at Duan Feifan: "Why?"

"Huh?" Duan Feifan responded, sat on the side of the sofa, leaning his head against his arms, staring at him.

"Why are you suddenly giving something? You're still like this..." Jiang Kuo looked at the kaleidoscope in his hand, "So romantic."

"Is it romantic?" Duan Feifan asked.

"It's quite romantic," said Jiang Kuo, "You have always been a very romantic person."

"Now this link should have been after dinner," Duan Feifan said. "After the meal, the stars are all out. When we lean here to see the stars together, I will tell you again."

"So now?" Jiang Kuo asked, "I'm afraid I can't wait to finish my meal."

"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifan said softly, "I didn't think too much before I asked you to come out for dinner, nor did I think about giving gifts, so I was very anxious and didn't think about anything else..."

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo didn't say anything, but responded, leaned against the sofa and turned his head to look at him.

"I originally wanted to ask," Duan Feifan paused, "Is there a deadline for us to take a step back, how long will it take if there is, and how much will it take if there is no."

"There is no deadline." Jiang Kuo said softly.

"I think so," Duan Feifan said, "This cannot be deadlined. Maybe it's soon, maybe it's just apart... I thought you would say you broke up."

"If I say break up," Jiang Kuo raised his eyebrows, "You will agree, and then there will be nothing. You are just afraid of breaking up and looking forward to the day of breaking up."

"Damn." Duan Feifan said.

"Retreat a little bit is the only way I could think of at that time," said Jiang Kuo, "but I don't know what to do."

The waiter came over with a steaming hot pot. Seeing their stance, he stood at the door and stopped.

"It's okay." Duan Feifan said.

The waiter put the hot pot on the table, turned on the heat and quickly retreated.

Jiang Kuo kept looking at Duan Feifan, his eyes never left.

"My time..." Duan Feifan said again, "I don't know what to do. Some problems are caused by my personality and may not be corrected so quickly..."

"It's not necessary to solve any problem," said Jiang Kuo. "It's just that we can have room to feel it when we have a distance. We have no process at all, so we are forced to think about what to do in love every day and what to do in love. There is no room for feeling it."

"Yes." Duan Feifan smiled, "I feel it every day in this time."

"What did you feel?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Feel..." Duan Feifan paused, then reached out to take the water on the table and took a sip. When he leaned back into the sofa, he cleared his throat again. "Maybe it's a bit smear, but..."

Two waiters walked in with the food.

Duan Feifan sighed.

“At 9:30, our open-air bar has a show,” said a waiter, “you can go and have a look.”

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.

After the waiter went out, Duan Feifan took a breath, and before Jiang Kuo turned to look at him, he said in a series: "I didn't think about being with you at first, but if you want to, I will work hard together. I think you will leave one day. Although I can't bear to leave, I will accept it. That's how I prepared... Just make sure you don't suffer any grievances during the time I'm together."

Jiang Kuo turned his head.

"Actually, I can't be sure you won't leave now, but... I can feel that you don't want to leave. This feeling is very solid. I may not completely change back to the original Duan in front of you, very ordinary," Duan Feifan said, "But do you understand that kind of down-to-earth? I will not always assume that you will leave one day if you can't stand it. I know you won't... I will not get along with you on the premise of not being wronged. Of course, it's not to make you wronged..."

"I understand," Jiang Kuo said softly, "I understand everything."

"And now...why do I say that, I won't let you go. I can do whatever you want when crying and shouting, I can do whatever you want...I will be unhappy, I will be nervous and jealous, I will want you to accompany me, just sit next to me, dazed, sleeping, anything you want, thinking of me, I can't help asking you, come and stay here," Duan Feifan frowned, speaking very quickly, "this is what I feel, it doesn't take a deadline, and I don't have to worry about what level you will reach in the end. It's like this now, and I will take a step back and realize how reluctant I am..."

Jiang Kuo sniffed and quickly wiped his fingers on his eyes.

"I just want to say today that I don't care about the process of stepping back, so I will do what I want to do now," Duan Feifan turned his hand and touched his bag, "I want to say..."

Jiang Kuo looked at his hand.

"Wait a minute," Duan Feifan said, turning around, opening his bag, tugging his head, and buried his whole face in his bag, and the voice came from the bag, "Wait a minute..."

Jiang Kuo's nose was a little sore, but now he looked at Duan Feifan's shape and suddenly wanted to laugh. He tried hard to control himself not to laugh out loud in such a warm and romantic atmosphere.

Duan Feifan rustled again, then pulled out his head from his bag, turned his head suddenly, and held a rose in his mouth.

Jiang Kuo was stunned.

Although he has seen this scene of spitting... no, it is not the first time he has seen the scene of a rose in his mouth. At this moment, he even suspects that Duan Feifan is determined to retain this link as a landmark scene in their relationship...

Even so, he was still shocked when he saw it again, trying hard to control his facial expressions so that he did not laugh on the spot.

During the stalemate, Duan Feifan took a breath and probably wanted to speak, but Rose's head suddenly fell apart. It was probably when it was thrown out of her bag and knocked it on her head. In an instant, the petals fell and only a piece of stamen remained.

Jiang Kuo couldn't continue to control himself, and fell on the sofa and burst into laughter.

"Fuck." Duan Feifan cursed with an empty pole in his mouth.

Jiang Kuo couldn't stop laughing, and his eyes were filled with tears.

"Wait," Duan Feifan spitted out the empty pole, "I still have planb."

Jiang Kuo glanced at it and found that Duan Feifan still remembered removing all the thorns from the pole. He immediately laughed and shouted: "Ah..."

Duan Feifan quickly plunged into his bag again, then carefully pulled out his head, and then turned his head again.

This time the rose did not fall, because he turned his head and carefully pulled off the small net pocket on the rose's head.

"Your uncle!" Jiang Kuo smiled and expressed shock at his planb.

"Jiang Kuo," Duan Feifan said, "the only thing I want to do now is to tell you..."

Jiang Kuo rubbed his face, slowly stopped his smile, and stared at him.

"I like you very much, and I can't tell when it started," Duan Feifan took off the rose in his mouth. "There are many uncertain things, and one thing that can be confirmed is enough. I like you very much, and I also like the feeling of being with you, relaxed and comfortable, I like your personality, your appearance and... figure, everything about you, including your money."

Jiang Kuo smiled and hooked his finger: "Don't you give me flowers?"

"Let's be together officially." Duan Feifan put the flowers in his hands.

"Okay." Jiang Kuo held the flowers tightly and agreed without thinking.

Applause suddenly came from the door, warm and sparse.

Jiang Kuo was startled and turned his head and was shocked to find that there were two waiters standing outside the tent, pushing a cart full of vegetables, and applauding together.

"...I'll fuck." Jiang Kuo turned his head and said in a low voice.

"Thank you," Duan Feifan waved to the waiter, "Push it in."

The waiter pushed the cart in and placed it next to the table. When he went out, he said, "You two have a good meal."

"I thought they wanted to say that the two of them would be together for a hundred years," said Jiang Kuo.

"Yes." Duan Feifan slapped his thigh and stood up.

Jiang Kuo looked at him. "You two are back!" Duan Feifan shouted and walked out of the tent.

"Hey!" Jiang Kuo jumped up and grabbed him, "Why do you do?"

"Let them come back and tell us a happy marriage," Duan Feifan said, "Or we, Kuo, will never be happy!"

"You are crazy!" Jiang Kuo pressed him onto the chair and sat down, then leaned out and looked around. Fortunately, the waiter walked quickly.

Although he really came back, he believed that Duan Feifan's "social" ability would definitely turn the embarrassment into selling beef with sauce.

"Eat," Duan Feifan said, "I ordered a four-person package."

"...Why do you need to order four people?" Jiang Kuo sat down.

"I also want the environment to be a little special, and I want my relatives to refuse to recognize them," Duan Feifan said. "But his family is too cheap. The hot pot set meal for two people is a little far from the relatives, so I asked for a four-person set meal for six or eight."

"Isn't it because four people are more cost-effective than two people?" Jiang Kuo asked, "I can take them back to share with the role model group if I can't finish them."

"I didn't think so much, I just wanted to be more expensive." Duan Feifan laughed, "But there is no alcohol today, I have to drive. If you want to drink..."

"No," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Beverage."

"Yes." Duan Feifan took the juice from the cart and poured two glasses, raised his glass to him.

Jiang Kuo took the cup, touched him, and lowered his head and took a sip.

"Do you need to say something?" Duan Feifan asked.
To be continued...