Four Hundred and Thirty-Two Midnight Date with Him (Part 2)

In the dark night, the car was parked in the square of Baiyu Palace.

At this point in the winter, the magnificent fountain in the center of the square is still spraying, and the colorful streams of light hit the water column, adding to the city's beautiful style.

In the surrounding shopping malls and shops, festive red lanterns have been hung high.

She didn't get out of the car, just sat in the car and looked out the window peacefully. Occasionally, she would be fascinated by the ordinary couples passing by hand in hand in the square.

There seemed to be no such ordinary date between her and Bai Yeqing, holding hands.

A date like that is a luxury for him.

She already has this awareness.

When I was lost in thought, I heard the driver say: "Ms. Xia, Mr. President is out!"

After the other party said that, he immediately opened the car door and got out, walked around to where she was sitting, and opened the car door respectfully.

She got out of the car and saw him coming out of the palace gate from a distance. Stepping on the dazzling light behind him, wearing a dark gray trench coat, surrounded by a line of bodyguards.

As soon as he came out, he saw her. Not too close but not too far apart, across the crowds of people coming and going, two people faced each other with deep eyes.

He paused and stood still.

Then, he waved to her.

She smiled slightly, gathered her cloak and walked towards him.

He lowered his head and said something to Leng Fei beside him. Leng Fei glanced at her and nodded slightly at her as a greeting. Then he handed the car keys to him.

When Xia Xingchen approached, he opened the door of the low-key black car himself.

"boarding."

"you drive?"

Bai Yeqing directly responded to her words with actions. He got into the driver's seat and drove her away from the square. In the rearview mirror, Leng Fei led a group of bodyguards, driving a car and following him from a distance. Not enough to disturb them, but far enough away for protection.

There's a heater in the car,

very warm.

Xia Xingchen took off his cloak, folded it and placed it on his knees.

She looked sideways and tentatively looked at him who was sitting in the driver's seat and concentrating on driving. His expression was indifferent and there was no unnecessary expression on his face. She was thinking about it in her mind. She didn't know if this person was still angry with her.

After thinking about it, he suddenly reached out and gently covered the back of his right hand that was on the steering wheel.

His calm gaze shifted slightly from the road. Without looking at her, it just fell on her hand. His eyes flickered slightly, but it was unclear what kind of emotion he was feeling.

Xia Xingchen was afraid that he would push her away again, but he didn't. However, there was no response to her.

After waiting for a while, he was still focused on the road and didn't look at her seriously. She couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, feeling bored, and moved her fingers to slide off the back of his hand.

However, before she could completely leave the back of his hand, the tip of her index finger was suddenly grabbed by him. She looked sideways at him, he still looked so indifferent, but in the next moment, he naturally clasped her slender hand tightly in his palm, held it, and placed it on his thigh.

The man's big palms are solid and powerful, and the palms have rough calluses polished by guns, which gives people a sense of security that makes people feel at ease.

The smile on her face deepened. Fingers gently hooked and wrapped around his fingertips, "We-->>

Where to go now? "

Even his voice became softer unconsciously.

"We'll know when we get there soon." Bai Yeqing did not answer her directly.

Xia Xingchen pursed her lips and glanced sideways at him several times, "You're not giving me a surprise, are you? Do you want to propose to me? Impossible, you don't understand romance at all, and you definitely won't do such a surprise."

She asked and answered questions and denied herself.

"Didn't you propose marriage a long time ago?"

"Can that be called a proposal?" She tilted her head and looked at him, "Mr. Bai, although you have no experience in proposing, you have always seen it on TV. Flowers, wine, fireworks, rings, kneeling on one knee, one less It can’t be called a proposal. I haven’t married you yet, so should I make up for it one day?”

Bai Yeqing was thoughtful and did not answer her words.

Xia Xingchen pinched his finger and said, "I'm just teasing you, you don't need to feel pressure."

Although she really envied and even yearned for that kind of romance, she was past her teenage years after all, and she also knew that those things only existed in TV dramas. Especially for a pragmatic person like Mr. Bai, if you want him to be romantic, maybe...

Well, it's hard to imagine.

He glanced sideways at her and held her hand tighter. Suddenly asked: "What are your plans in the future?"

"Huh?" Xia Xingchen was a little frightened by his sudden question. This kind of question...shouldn't it be asked only when we are separated? She turned her face to look at him without knowing why.

Bai Yeqing saw through her thoughts at a glance and explained: "I mean, do you have any other plans after marrying me? Or, maybe you have ideas now."

After understanding what he meant, Xia Xingchen thought about it seriously, and then said for a long time: "When you didn't show up before, I didn't have any ideas. Every day when I open my eyes, I just think about what to do to afford Dabai in the future. So, in those years, besides taking care of Dabai, I spent almost all my time studying foreign languages ​​and trying to get into the government department because of the high salary.”

Bai Yeqing held her hand tighter, "From now on, these things are no longer what you have to think about. You can think about other things."

"Others..." Her eyes fell out of the window, "I actually don't like working in a government department. It's boring and serious, and I live like I'm wearing shackles every day. So, if I really have a choice, I would rather work at the beach. Open a cafe.”

When she mentioned this, she smiled. There were ripples in her eyes, which were very clear and touching.

"You can hear the sound of the waves when you open your eyes, smell the salty smell of the sea when you walk out the door, the sun shines on the bed, and you can run back and forth on the floor barefoot without any worries every day. There are children around you, and... ..." When her eyes fell on the man beside her, the word 'you' was not uttered after all.

Reality suddenly broke the longing.

"However, these are all fantasies. After the Chinese New Year, I will find a school for my children, and if everything goes smoothly, I will find a translation agency to be a translator."

She knew he couldn't leave.

He is the president of a country, not an ordinary person like her.

But even so, she didn't feel too lost. The beachside cafe was just one of her dreams. She also had a bigger dream - that was him.

She dreamed of holding hands with him for the rest of her life. And, give him another baby that belongs to both of them.

If this dream can be realized, there will be no regrets in this life.