Lighter?

He smokes, so it's perfect for him to give him a lighter.

Moreover, when the lighter is exhausted, you can throw it away.

The price of a lighter is within the range she can afford, and she can even choose a better one.

Ye Jiaqi followed the shopping guide.

There are all kinds of lighters at your fingertips, and he should prefer cool tones.

"The lighter cannot be mailed, right?" Ye Jiaqi asked.

"Yes, if you want to give it to someone else, we can ask the local counter to deliver it, just choose the good style. We have this service."

"So..." Ye Jiaqi murmured.

Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and began to pick it up intently.

In fact, she also gave Qiao Sinian gifts in those twelve years.

However, I don’t know if it’s too cheap or I don’t like it. After Qiao Sinian received it once, he told her, “Don’t give it to me again in the future.”

She thought, he must not like it.

Xiao Xiao’s heart was somewhat inferior, and later, she never gave it to him again.

He is not a person who likes to be arrogant and extravagant. He never holds birthday parties, but he is not short of people who give him gifts.

When she saw jewelry, mansions, sports cars given by others... she realized that the small things she gave were really cheap.

That time, it was also the first time that she gave him a scarf.

Although it is not worth it, she also hooks her into stitches.

It took almost half a year to think about it.

At that time, I would follow his wishes and think about whether he liked it or not.

Now, no need.

"That's it." Ye Jiaqi pointed to a lighter.

"Okay, Miss, do you need our help with delivery? I'll register for you, give the address, and we can deliver it to your friend."

"No need for now." Let's find a suitable opportunity before giving it to him.

The shopping guide carefully packed it for her and handed her the lighter.

Ye Jiaqi was very satisfied. For some reason, he felt relieved all of a sudden.

It's like a complete break from the past.

He is finally... going to get married.

When he walked out of the mall, Ye Jiaqi was walking aimlessly.

The sky gradually sinks, the night opens, and the lights are just coming.

For some reason, scenes of Ye Jiaqi appeared before his eyes, all of which were right and wrong in the past.

"I can't do this question, you can teach me." She was ten years old, pestering Qiao Sinian.

"Think yourself."

"I really don't know. You know, I'm stupid."

"How can you say you are stupid?"

"It doesn't matter if I'm stupid, it's better if you're smart. You will always protect me, right?" She blinked, full of expectations.

"Mr. Qiao, our math teacher proposed to the Chinese teacher today. It's so romantic." She was sixteen years old, young and ignorant, innocent.

"oh."

"Master Qiao, if you like someone, would you propose?"

"have no idea."

"Then if you ask for marriage, what method will you use?"

"have no idea."

"What kind of girls do you like?"

"Be quiet!" Qiao Sinian could no longer bear it.

"Oh..." She was defeated and left embarrassedly.

It rained at night, and it was not heavy, but it was cool.

Ye Jiaqi did not bring an umbrella and stood silently in the rain.

This was the first rain she had since arrived in Singapore.

It was cold, and the continuous raindrops fell on her face, and soon wet her hair.

The depth in my eyes gradually melted...

(There will be sugar and dog food in the future, but not now, ahha, let Luo Yi be the stepmother first...)
Chapter completed!