Chapter 237: Ranran, I Like You

"Everyone, what are your plans after the show?" He Jiao glanced at the sandwich in Su Qinian's hand, swallowed hard, and pretended to casually start the conversation.

"Definitely going to the filming set. I'll rush there as soon as the show ends," Gu Huai said nonchalantly with his legs crossed. "I've been so busy lately. There are so many scripts sent to me, but I'm just one person."

Xie Yun said gently, "I want to take a break for a while, but the reality doesn't allow it. I need to go on a roadshow in a few days. Everyone can pay more attention to my new movie."

Jiang Yaoguang bit her lip. "I'm just a free person with nothing much to do. I can only learn from all the seniors at home."

Lin Ranran smiled slightly. "I don't have any plans for now after filming *Crazy Crush*."

"I'm as busy as Gu Huai, going to the filming set. I originally planned for us to get together. It's rare for us to live under the same roof for a week," He Jiao said reluctantly, with a look of nostalgia in her eyes. "Oh, right, Ranran, how's the cover of the *Aurora* magazine you shot last time?"

"The latest issue will be released at the end of the month, which is a week later," Lin Ranran answered after looking at the date. The jewelry spokesperson under *Aurora* will probably announce it on Weibo the day after tomorrow, right?

At noon, the director returned the crush envelopes to the guests and explained the rules for the confession night tonight.

"Tonight, the male guests will wait at the designated place with their crush envelopes, and the female guests also need to go there with their crush envelopes. Each guest can also choose not to bring the crush envelope, which means you choose to give up."

"In this era full of material desires and worldly vanity, a crush is a bold gamble, and the word 'love' is particularly hard to write. After seven days of getting along, I believe each guest has a clear judgment about their crush. Whether you will hand out the crush envelope tonight, please look forward to it, dear audience friends."

[The confession night is finally coming. I've been waiting for a whole seven days.]

[I'm predicting here that NianRan will definitely give each other their envelopes. The other four guests don't seem to have a spark, so they probably won't hand out their crush envelopes.]

[I'm really reluctant to part with everyone. Thank you, the six guests, for accompanying us for a whole seven days, and thank you, the program crew, for your elaborate planning.]

In the evening, Lin Ranran put on a plain white dress as pure as snow. The satin dress overflowed with a faint glow at the folds. Her wavy curls were casually scattered behind her.

The camera followed closely beside her. Lin Ranran picked up the crush envelope and the gift, and followed the crush route given by the program crew to look for her love.

Taking the crush bus to the destination, Lin Ranran lifted her dress and got off. Suddenly, sparks like shooting stars flew into the sky and then exploded one after another, blooming a momentary glory in the dark sky. One cluster after another, different colors and shapes intertwined.

Lin Ranran's eyes sparkled with the flowing light. Standing under the gorgeous fireworks, her face was illuminated intermittently.

The evening breeze blew gently, and the fragrance of flowers was wrapped in the air. It was the familiar fragrance of pink lychee roses.

Lin Ranran looked in the direction of the fragrance.

On both sides of the road, pink lychee roses were floating in the wind. The fragrant wind blew through the hem of her dress and also through the ends of her hair.

At the end of the road, there was a man in a well - tailored dark gray suit, holding a huge bouquet of flowers, walking towards her calmly.

His strong features were also illuminated intermittently by the gorgeous fireworks in the night sky. His eyes were gentle and affectionate.

Lin Ranran stared blankly at him, as if she had returned to that afternoon ten years ago.

In the distance, a white screen was showing the bits and pieces of their high - school days. A group of friends were nervously arranging the fragments of memories behind the big screen, while the young man beside her magically produced a bunch of flowers and nervously and shyly confessed his love.

His voice was not loud at that time. He still had the shyness of an eighteen - year - old. His beautiful phoenix eyes were filled with the stars in the sky, waiting for her response expectantly.

Ten years had passed. It wasn't a long time, but it wasn't short either. She and he had returned to the starting point again.

"Ranran, I like you. Would you like to be with me?" The man knelt on one knee. His deep voice rang in her ear. The delicate and romantic fragrance of the lychee roses rushed towards her. He had shed his shyness and become more calm and confident.

He was the mature and reserved man now, and also the shy and innocent boy in the past.

Lin Ranran's eyes turned red. Her eyes were glistening with tears. Her lips were tightly pursed, as if she was trying her best to hold back the tears that were about to burst out.

She was so lucky, and yet so unlucky.

"I, I'm willing. I'm willing," Lin Ranran reached out to take the pink lychee roses, her voice choking.

"Okay, okay, don't cry. You'll turn into a little kitten if you cry," Su Qinian stood up, bent down to look at her at eye level, took out a tissue, and gently wiped her tears, then let out a soft laugh.

"But even if you turn into a little kitten, you must be the cutest one. Right, little kitten?"

"I don't want to be. You're so annoying!" Lin Ranran stamped her foot impatiently, turned around, and wiped her tears with the tissue by herself.

Taking advantage of the time when the girl was calming down her emotions, Su Qinian took out the crush envelope. "Ranran, do you want me to read the crush envelope to you, or do you want to read it yourself?"

"You read it," she said.

Su Qinian opened the envelope, cleared his throat, and his lingering and deep voice drifted gently with the evening breeze into her ears.

"Dear Ranran,

Hope this letter finds you well.

This is a letter from spring. People say that spring is a passionate season, but I don't think so. It's a dedicated season.

Participating in this dating show was an accident. I came here just to follow you. Without you, there would be no me in this dating show. Actually, when you left me again at the film festival, I was very aggrieved and sad. I didn't understand what I had done wrong. Why did you keep avoiding me again and again?

Later, I dug out the truth from the clues. I knew your sadness and your grievances. I will always be your solid support. Your life should be free and unrestrained, bold and passionate. The shackles that bind you will break one day. You will grow a pair of pure and innocent wings and soar freely in the blue sky. Only then can you truly be yourself.

I will help you find all the sealed - up truths, and I will help you unlock all the shackles under freedom.

Maybe spring was originally dedicated, but it became a passionate season because of people's misunderstanding. For so many years, I've always been single - minded about you.

When I heard you say that you like me, really like me, very much like me, super like me, I felt as if it was a big dream. I was afraid that when the dream woke up, everything would disappear. Fortunately, it wasn't a dream. It was real.

Meeting you was the beginning of all the stories. Our fate was destined ten years ago. Ranran, I like you. Would you like to continue writing this story with me?"