Liang Yixuan's ears burned and raised her hand and shoved her to say, "I think you'll continue dreaming..."

Bian Xu hugged her and smiled: "Can't you spend money to buy a dream come true?"

"Do you think money is omnipotent?" Liang Yixuan looked at him, "I have a few more games later. If you ruined this skirt, no matter how much money you have, you will not have time to customize a new one."

Bian Xu shook his head regretfully: "Then I'll take it off properly."

“…”

"Don't say this here..." Liang Yixuan frowned and poked his waist with her index finger, "Go to see your grandpa."

"Speak first, is OK?"

Liang Yixuan sighed: "Okay - I will wear it back tonight, and I will follow you."

The heating in the dressing room is not the same season as the snowy days outside.

Bian Xu picked up Liang Yixuan's white down jacket that was long enough to her calves and draped it outside her performance costume, and then he took her hands down the stairs.

When he arrived at the porch of Door No. 9, Bian Xu stepped forward and knocked on the black Bentley's rear window.

After moving the car window, Liang Yixuan bent down and met the old man's smiling eyes: "Hello, Grandpa Bian, I am Xiaoxuan."

"I know, after watching such a wonderful dance drama, how can you still not recognize you?" Bian Hongshu waved to her with a smile, "Don't be frozen in the cold weather, hurry in and come into the car."

"Okay." Liang Yixuan sat in the back seat.

Bian Xu turned around and opened the passenger seat door when he suddenly heard Bian Hongshu's voice sound from the back seat: "Have I asked you to get in the car?"

"What," Bian Xu paused with the door handle, "Will it be a cold weather here?"

"You should stay wherever you are cool."

Bian Xu turned his head and looked at Liang Yixuan, as if asking for her opinion.

Liang Yixuan nodded slightly.

Bian Xu closed the car door and went outside to wait.

The car calmed down, Liang Yixuan turned her body to face Bian Hongshu: "Grandpa Bian, you have something to say to me alone."

"It's not a big deal, I just want to tell you that I was broadcasting on your last time..."

"Live broadcast room." Liang Yixuan continued.

"Yes, that's right, grandpa urges you to discuss the marriage with Xiaoxu?"

Bian Hongshu rubbed the crutch he had gathered: "I'm afraid you misunderstood that grandpa is an arbitrary elder, grandpa has to explain to you. At that time, grandpa said this because he was afraid that Xiaoxu would be ignorant and vague. Later, he knew that he was very clear about you and was sincere to you, so grandpa was relieved. So you can just discuss this marriage. Grandpa and Xiaoxu's parents are very open-minded parents and will not interfere in random arrangements. Of course, if you want to get married and Xiaoxu has not made any moves, then you must tell grandpa, grandpa, go and pick his ears!"

Liang Yixuan was amused: "I know, I didn't misunderstand you. I even told him that you think you are cute."

"Is that so? I won't tell me if there are such nice things!" Bian Hongshu snorted coldly, glanced at Bian Xu outside the car window, and shook his head, "It's cold outside, don't tell him that he's really cold. There is one thing that Grandpa doesn't go around in circles. I'll express my opinion to you earlier so that you can rest assured."

"You said."

"You are still young and your career is in the rising period. When it's time to work hard, you will work hard. They are all arts. Grandpa supports you very much. You are currently focusing on career. You will not force you and Xiaoxu to let your grandfather hug your great-grandson earlier. As long as you two live a comfortable life," Bian Hongshu smiled and patted Liang Yixuan's back of his hand. "I'm not afraid of you laughing at you when I say it, let alone hugging my great-grandson. Grandpa didn't expect that kid to get married. With you by his side, he is his greatest blessing and the biggest surprise to our family."

Liang Yixuan didn't know what was going on, but the end of her nose felt a little sour, and she pursed her lips and said, "Thank you Grandpa Bian..."

Bian Hongshu looked straight: "Count, how many times have you called Grandpa Bian when you see me?"

Liang Yixuan was stunned.

"Let me hear what Xiao Xu called me?"

Liang Yixuan reacted and quickly cleared her throat and shouted, "Grandpa."

Bian Hongshu laughed loudly, moved down the car window, and waved to Bian Xu not far away: "Come on, take my grandson-in-law back, don't bump into it."

Liang Yixuan was embarrassed to hear this title, but when she was quite natural, she came forward and opened the back seat door, reached out to her to pick her up, and replied to Bian Hongshu: "Is this necessary to remind you?"

Liang Yixuan went upstairs again, went to the dressing room and locker room to get her belongings, told the group teacher and several actors who had not left, and then talked to the back seat of another Bentley.

The car slowly drove out of the theater, and the hustle and bustle that had not touched the ground all day had completely ended. Liang Yixuan was able to relax after so long, her body was tilted to the side, and her head gently leaned on his shoulder.

Bian Xu shook her hand and placed it on her legs: "What did grandpa say to you just now?"

"I won't tell you." Liang Yixuan shook her head with a smile.

Bian Xu gently tapped her forehead with his knuckles and punched her chestnut: "I know if I don't tell me."

Liang Yixuan raised her eyes and glanced at him, whispering: "Your family is fine..."

"I heard that you mean you want to go home with me soon?"

Liang Yixuan choked: "How could I say that?"

Bian Xu frowned: "That's just that he doesn't like our family and doesn't want to come."

Liang Yixuan looked up and glanced at him: "You are the kind of slut that you are talking about on the Internet who is looking for trouble everywhere and misinterpreting people, right?"

"Then tell me, what do you mean."

"Why did you urge me to mean it? Didn't you say you didn't want to get married early last time?" Liang Yixuan murmured.

"Liang Yixuan," Bian Xu pinched her earlobe, "You didn't understand such good intentions at that time, but you still don't understand it now?"

Liang Yixuan stroked this in her head and reminiscent of it.

At that time, my mother's attitude had not eased yet and she insisted not to allow her to fall in love. Bian Xu said that she didn't want to get married early in life in order to reduce her psychological burden. Maybe she even made a statement to her family for this, so she had the reassurance given by Grandpa Bian tonight.

Liang Yixuan blinked: "Then now..."

"Now everything is ready, but the east wind is not allowed. Do you think this wind blows or not?"

Liang Yixuan touched his nose: "I thought of taking it slowly because of my mother's attitude. Now..." She felt something was wrong halfway through her speech. She sat upright and looked at the environment in the car, looked at his empty hands, then savored his question, and said blankly, "Wait a minute, are you proposing to me, right?"

"It doesn't look like it?" Bian Xu raised his eyebrows, and saw Liang Yixuan's expression go from being unbelievable to gradually suspicious, and then to being disappointed after discovering that he was not joking.

He laughed: "It's not like asking for it again another day."

Liang Yixuan looked at him with fate.

Forget it, if you propose a marriage, someone as casual as asking "what to eat tonight", you can count on him to respect the sense of ritual, and it won't be much better if you do it again.

"Are you angry?" Bian Xu smiled and stroked the corner of her pressing mouth, "If you are angry, listen to a nursery rhyme."

“…”

Why didn’t he say he was angry and drank more hot water?

Liang Yixuan was still immersed in the hasty and simple proposal a minute ago that was so hasty and simple that it had ended before it started. She was thinking about whether she had agreed to what she had just done. The more she thought about it, the more she became, the more bored she shook her head angrily: "I don't want to listen..."

The driver in front of the driver's seat was about to turn on the speaker immediately stopped.

The car drove forward for a while, and Bian Xu suddenly pointed out the window: "Baby, look where that is it."

Liang Yixuan turned her head and looked out and saw the gate of the Affiliated Middle School of Beicheng Dance Academy.

The driver slowed down.

Bian Xu asked, "Your alma mater is not closed so late?"

Liang Yixuan looked at the open school gate and became strange: "What's going on? What's the special day today?"

Bian Xu made a gesture to the driver.

The driver pulled over and parked the car.

"Since the door is open, go in and take a look?" Bian Xu asked.

Liang Yixuan shook her head: "No, I will be treated as a thief."

"What are you afraid of? If someone discovers, I will donate a building to your school."

“…”

Seeing Liang Yixuan still hesitating, Bianxue moved down the car window and pointed to the direction of the circular square on the playground: "I watched your dance here five years ago."

Liang Yixuan looked in the direction of his finger and saw that the snow outside the window had stopped. On the night when the snow had just cleared, the moonlight shone on the white snow, making the entire playground bright as daytime.

In a trance, she seemed to have traveled through the bizarre time and space tunnel, and here she saw the frustrated little girl five years ago with Bian Xu.

"Take me to the square where you dance?" Bian Xu asked again.

Liang Yixuan forgot to get angry, nodded and said, "Okay."

The two got out of the car and walked into the school gate. Liang Yixuan was about to ask Bian Xu to pay attention to whether there were any security guards around him when she suddenly saw Bian Xu raise his hand and stuff a one-sided wireless earphone into her right ear.

A familiar and unfamiliar prelude sounded in the headphones - the familiar melody is the arrangement.

Liang Yixuan recognized the song and looked up at him: "It's "rosabella".

Bian Xu took her hand and walked forward: "The re-arranged version." "Did you go back to the island last month to make this song?"

Bian Xu nodded: "Let me hear what's different."

The original "Rosabella" is arranged in Gothic style. Liang Yixuan doesn't understand musical terms very well, and only feels that it sounds a bit dark and damp.

And this brand new version is bright, romantic, grand, and warm.

The same melody sounds completely different under different arrangements.

"I seem to like this new song more," said Liang Yixuan, who was walking on the snow on the ground and looking at the moon half-covered by clouds in the sky, "It feels like living on the moon."
To be continued...