Chapter 2554 - 2555: I Want to Be with You from School Uniform to Wedding Dress

For some reason Gu Mian’s eyes suddenly turned a little misty, probably because she was a bit moved.

So back in her youthful years, there had also been such an outstanding man who kept her in his heart. What moved her even more was that all these years, he’d given her enough freedom and space.

He had never come to pursue her, never said anything about wanting to stay by her side, and yet he had truly accompanied her through an entire youth, all the way until now, when they were no longer young.

At this age, still being held in someone’s heart like this actually feels pretty good, doesn’t it?

At last Nangong Yue dug out the little bottle, cradling it in his hands like some kind of treasure, then handed it to her a bit excitedly and said, "Mianmian, look."

Gu Mian took the tiny bottle. She could tell it had been there for many years. The dirt on it seemed to have fused into the glass itself; she rubbed at it with her hand and it still wouldn’t come off.

She tried scraping it with her fingernail, but that didn’t work either. It proved that it had really been a long time.

Seeing Gu Mian just fiddling with the bottle, Nangong Yue couldn’t help saying, "Mianmian, don’t you want to open it and take a look? See what I wanted to say to you."

What he’d said was actually very simple, neither romantic flourishes nor too much sentimentality. Honestly, it might not even be worth reading.

But for some reason, he just really wanted her to see it.

"Mm." Hearing him, Gu Mian nodded, opened the bottle, and pulled out the small slip of paper inside.

Then she unfolded the note, and the handwriting on it immediately entered her field of vision.

She recognized it as Nangong Yue’s handwriting—no, to be precise, it was Nangong Yue’s handwriting from when he’d been in middle school.

Handwriting changes with time just like people do; it gets better and better, so you can tell roughly when it was written just by looking at it.

The characters on the note, though strong and forceful, still carried a hint of childishness, unlike the powerful, imposing script Nangong Yue wrote with now, which clearly showed a solid foundation in calligraphy.

These characters didn’t have that, so they had to be from back then.

And the paper itself was quite old. Even though it had been sealed in a bottle, it had been buried underground for over ten years. Now, held in her hand, it felt very damp to the touch and had already turned yellow.

The ink on it was actually a bit blurred, but the words were still legible. The message was very simple, just a few lines.

It said: Gu Mian, I like you. I want to be with you from school uniform to wedding dress. Will you? —Yue.

It was simple, but honest and bold. Gu Mian’s eyes grew slightly red.

Back when she was in school, she’d wanted to go from school uniform to wedding dress with Di Mingzhe, but she’d never imagined Nangong Yue had said the same words to her in his heart.

After reading it, Gu Mian took a deep breath, clenched the note in her palm, and gave Nangong Yue a small, gentle smile. "I know," she said.

A smile lifted the handsome lines of Nangong Yue’s face; it was obvious he was especially happy. Then he locked his gaze on hers and said, "Mianmian, even though we can’t go from school uniform to wedding dress now, we can go from work clothes to wedding dress. Will you?"

Then he reached his hand out to her.

Gu Mian was stunned.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, the man’s handsome features really didn’t lose out to Di Mingzhe at all, and the gentle, scholarly air about him was also very pleasant.

His slightly upturned, sexy thin lips were actually quite alluring.

Most of all, it was his eyes—deep and dark, as if they could draw out a person’s soul. But what mattered most was the sincerity in them, pure and unfeigned.