Xuanxuan walked along the familiar but slightly unfamiliar path to the place where laughter came from. That's the school auditorium. It is filled with flowers. Wang Shuo was sitting in front of an old piano playing the wedding march. Some of the children looked at the visitor, while others stared at Wang Shuo with good eyes, staring at the black and white keys.
At the end of the song, Wang Shuo took out the ring from his pocket and said. Xuanxuan, please marry me. But you have to kneel down to propose marriage. Xuanxuan ignored him. Wouldn't it be better if you sat on me? This way you don't have to stand around stupidly, and if you cry, I can directly help you wipe your tears. But everyone else is like that. Oh well. Xuanxuan stood up, and Wang Shuo was about to stand up so that he could kneel down, but he didn't expect that his legs would go numb for a moment and he would kneel down on the ground, and the ring would roll out of his hand. Xuanxuan directly grabbed it, picked it up, and put it on his hand. He looked satisfied. When he met Wang Shuo, he pretended to cry twice.
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