Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 714 Young Man Admires 60

Although Mr. and Mrs. Li loved Zhang Dingyu and his brother from the bottom of their hearts, no matter how much they loved them, they would never love them more than their own daughters.

No matter from what aspect, they would rather Lingyao find someone who can take care of her, or if not take care of her, then help and support each other, who is of similar age and has similar conditions.

Although they all knew that Zhang Dingyu was a good child, a good child was not necessarily a good husband or a suitable dating partner.

Although Lingyao knew that the situation described by Mr. and Mrs. Li would never happen to her or Zhang Dingyu, she did not say so.

After all, they wouldn't believe it even if I told them. Such words are indeed not believable enough and sound more like mindless remarks made by someone who was overwhelmed.

So Lingyao only said one sentence.

"We are a good match. I can't make you believe what we will be like in the future, but time will let you see."

Thus, the battle started by Li's father and mother began.

Zhang Dingyu didn't get through to Lingyao until eleven o'clock that night.

Harbin is much colder than Beijing. Although there is sunshine during the day, the wind is extremely cold at night.

Zhang Dingyu stood on the balcony for too long, and his hands and feet were almost frozen into pieces of wood. He rubbed his hands and asked carefully.

"What did uncle and aunt say?"

There was too much said, and although Lingyao remembered it all, she naturally couldn't relay it to Zhang Dingyu.

He just said with a half-smile: "You said I was harming Xiao Baicai."

"Why are you still joking at this time?" Zhang Dingyu's ears felt a little hot, but seeing Lingyao's obvious attempt to change the subject, he guessed that the result would not be good. The corners of his mouth that were raised by laughter immediately fell down again and he pursed his lips.

However, he did not convey his depressed mood to Lingyao. He pursed his lips and spoke each word with force.

Every word is wrapped with the boy's most sincere enthusiasm and earnestness.

"I know uncle and aunt won't agree to our relationship so easily, but I want to tell you that I will work hard and let uncle and aunt... and you see that I am serious and that I love you as much as uncle and aunt do. I am the most suitable one for you, even if I am not right now, I will work hard to be one in the future."

Zhang Dingyu spoke out in one go the words that had been brewing in her heart for a long time.

After he finished speaking, he listened to the sound of the wind by his ears and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Sister, do you believe me?"

Suddenly, Zhang Dingyu seemed to hear her laugh, and it passed by his ears like the wind, intangible and invisible, fast and short, just like his mistake.

But he heard clearly what was said to his ears; it was not an illusion.

"Zhang Dingyu, you probably don't know that I trust you more than you do."

Her voice was still clear and calm, but Zhang Dingyu felt as if it was touched by a torch, which directly ignited the barrel of gunpowder in his brain. Fireworks rose into the sky, crackling, colorful and dazzling, so bright that Zhang Dingyu dared not blink.

Finally, he held the phone, lowered his head, and almost put his lips to the phone, his voice a little choked.

"Sister, I miss you so much."

"I miss you so much."

"Sister, I love you."

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During the second week of Zhang Dingyu's military training at Harbin University, Lingyao took the time to visit him.

However, because the military training management was quite strict, the two met in a car on the side of the road.

Lingyao looked at this person who had become almost three shades darker and was a little reluctant to recognize him. Was this her sweet and soft baby God of Wealth?

But he was still handsome. The military training uniform that looked long on others was just right on him. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with a belt tied around his waist, which made his legs look even longer.

His face was thinner, with sharper edges, and he looked more mature than his previous youthful demeanor.

Zhang Dingyu thinks his current skin color is okay. He feels that being darker makes him look more manly, while being too white makes him look younger.

He opened the car door and grinned at Lingyao, his white teeth conspicuously visible.

He knew Lingyao was coming yesterday, so he didn't eat lunch today. He went straight back to the dormitory, hurriedly wiped his body with a towel, washed his face, and brushed his teeth before coming here.

Fortunately, he had taken a shower last night and the training this morning was not very intense, so he didn't sweat much, otherwise he would have been embarrassed to get too close to Lingyao.

Lingyao brought him some food, and the two of them ate it up, taking turns to eat.

Zhang Dingyu asked Lingyao about her life this month, and took the initiative to share her military training experiences with her, almost breaking one minute into three.

Unfortunately, there was still not enough time, and Lingyao soon asked him to return to the team, and she had to leave too.

After listening to this, Zhang Dingyu's eyes and lips drooped. He said nothing and just looked at Lingyao.

As he looked at it, he suddenly turned his head away and raised his hand to wipe the corners of his eyes.

Lingyao didn't react at first, but when she saw his straight shoulders start to twitch, she realized that something serious had happened.

I raised my hand to twist his shoulder, but it didn't move. I used some strength to turn him around.

Zhang Dingyu turned around and didn't let anyone look at her, raising her hands to cover her face.

She bit her lips without making any sound, but her shoulders were still trembling slightly.

Lingyao raised her hand and touched his fingers that were covering his face, her voice soft and gentle.

"What's wrong?" She pulled his hand down again.

Then I met his red eyes. Originally his pupils were black and bright, like a docile and honest horse, but now his eyes were red and there was water on his eyelashes.

His thin lips were pursed into a straight line, locking all the sounds in his throat.

Because Lingyao looked at him, embarrassed, her long eyelashes like feathers fluttered like butterfly wings.

He tilted his head and spoke in a sobbing voice: "Don't look at me."

Of course Lingyao didn't listen. She pulled the man into her arms and put her fingertips on the corners of his eyes to wipe his tears.

Touching his hair that was cut short because of military training, he said, "You cry pretty well."

Zhang Dingyu's heart choked, she felt a little aggrieved and a little sweet, and she nudged her head against her neck.

"You are so cold, I want to bite you."

As he said this, he raised his head and opened his mouth, pretending to bite Lingyao's neck, but in fact only his soft lips touched Lingyao's skin.

The taste changed as they bit each other, and in the end Lingyao had to push the person away, thus preventing the situation from getting out of control.

Zhang Dingyu got out of the car and returned to the gathering place. His roommates knew that he was going to see his girlfriend, so they all came over to make a fuss.

"Zhang Dingyu, your face is so red."

"What bad things did you do just now? This little time shouldn't be enough, right?"

"It's okay if your face is red, but why are your eyes so red too? Zhang Dingyu, are you crying? Really? No way..."

Zhang Dingyu pushed them away and put on the military training cap.

What's wrong with him crying? At least he has a girlfriend. The three of them don't even have a partner, and they still laugh at him!