"Ran Qiuye?"
Ye Tian looked at Ran Qiuye in surprise.
This woman was actually Ran Qiuye?
Why did he look so different from the original drama?
There were many women in this drama.
However, the ones Ye Tian liked the most were Ran Qiuye and Lou Xiao'e.
Lou Xiao'e was already married to Xu Damao, so she directly passed.
If he had to choose a woman from this drama to be his wife.
Ran Qiuye was the most suitable candidate.
Although Ran Qiuye in the original drama wasn't considered a particularly beautiful woman.
However, she was cultured and educated. She was gentle and virtuous, well-educated and polite. She was a good woman with a good wife and a good mother.
He did not know if his transmigration had triggered a butterfly effect.
The Ran Qiuye in this world was much more beautiful than in the original movie. She looked very much like the female star Tong Yaya in the future.
Ye Tian was definitely going to get married and start a family.
Now, it seemed that Ran Qiuye was the best candidate to be his wife.
Ran Qiuye had a good first impression of Ye Tian.
He was handsome and tall.
The most important thing was to be kind, brave, and righteous.
This was simply the ideal type in the hearts of countless girls!
Ran Qiuye had also reached the age to discuss marriage.
Her family had arranged a few blind dates for her, but she had rejected them all.
She liked to read books and was more artistic. She yearned for romantic free love.
However, in this era, it was simply a luxury to meet someone you truly liked and start a romantic relationship with.
Was this the will of the heavens?
Was this man in front of her the one?
Ran Qiuye blushed and lowered her head shyly.
In the words of the future, at this moment, she even thought of the name of her child.
However, she quickly sobered up and felt ashamed of her own imagination. She asked shyly,
"Comrade, do you know me?"
"Oh, no, I just think your name is very poetic. Your parents must be very cultured, right?”
"They are all university professors."
The two of them started chatting.
Ye Tian very naturally took the bicycle from Ran Qiuye's hands and hung everything on the handles, pushing the bicycle as they chatted.
After chatting for a while, Ran Qiuye told Ye Tian her home address and her birth characters.
"What a coincidence. I live nearby too. It's on the way. I'll send you back.”
"Then…then thank you."
Ran Qiuye wished she could spend more time with Ye Tian.
When she heard that Ye Tian lived in the same district as her, she felt even more certain that this was fate.
"Why do you keep your head down?"
"Ah…Is…Is there?"
"Your current appearance reminds me of a poem by Xu Zhimo.”
"Which poem?" Ran Qiuye asked curiously.
Ye Tian smiled." It's the gentleness when you lower your head, like the shyness of a lotus flower in the cold wind."”
Ran Qiuye's snow-white face instantly turned even redder, like the rosy clouds in the western sky.
Her heart was filled with sweetness as she let her imagination run wild.
He compared me to a water lotus, so does that mean that he's praising me for being as beautiful as a lotus?
She didn't expect him to have such literary talent and understanding of poetry.
Ran Qiuye felt that she had met a soulmate and said shyly,"
"I also like Xu Zhimo's poems very much. I like his 'Farewell to Kangqiao'.”
" I leave softly, just as I came softly. I wave my hand gently, bidding farewell to the clouds in the western sky…"
Ran Qiuye recited softly.
Ye Tian quietly listened to her finish the poem and said,"
"I like Xu Zhimo's poems, but I don't like him as a person.”
"Why?" Ran Qiuye asked in confusion.”
" Because he's a scumbag…"
After hearing Ye Tian's explanation, Ran Qiuye's good impression of him increased, feeling that he was a man with good values.
"I didn't expect a soldier like you to like poetry.”
Ran Qiuye already knew that Ye Tian had been a soldier.
"Who said that soldiers can't be artistic? Did soldiers have to be big and burly?”
Ye Tian smiled." Not only do I like to read other people's poems, but I also occasionally write some myself.”
"You can write poems?"
Ran Qiuye was even more delighted, her eyes shining as she looked at Ye Tian.
"I'm just writing casually to entertain myself.”
Ye Tian smiled humbly.
"Can you read me a poem you wrote?”
Curiosity was the beginning of a woman's fall.
Ran Qiuye's curiosity was piqued.
"Of course. If I don't write well, don't laugh at me.”
"Don't worry, I won't." Ran Qiuye covered her mouth and laughed.
"What if you laugh at me?"
"I…I don't know. I'll do whatever you say.”
"You said it yourself. If you dare to laugh at me, I'll flick your head.”
"No problem, I definitely won't laugh!" Ran Qiuye vowed.
"Ahem…"
Ye Tian cleared his throat and recited exaggeratedly,"
"A large black dog was squatting at the entrance. Its eyes were dark and it wanted to eat meat bones.”
"The mountains and rivers are all in one place, the well is black, the yellow dog is white, and the white dog is swollen.”
"From afar, Mount Tai is black, with a thin top and a thick bottom. If Mount Tai is turned upside down, the bottom is thin and the top is thick.”
“……”
Ran Qiuye was stunned for two seconds. She wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
Finally, she couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing.
She quickly covered her mouth and said self-reproachfully,
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh at you, but…your poem was so funny that I couldn't hold it in.”
"You can flick my head, but…you have to be gentle.”
Ran Qiuye closed her eyes in fear.
"I'm very tender and protective of women. Why would I flick your head?”
Ye Tian smiled." How about this? You meow three times like a cat."”
"What? Meow…meow like a cat?"
Ran Qiuye felt embarrassed.
"What's wrong? Shy? No one else can hear you."
Ye Tian grinned at her.
"Then…Alright then."
"Meow, meow, meow."
Ran Qiuye's voice was as soft as a mosquito's as she meowed three times like a cat.
Her face was red like a ripe apple, making people want to take a bite.
"Haha, I won't tease you anymore. I was just joking with you just now. I'll read you a poem that I wrote seriously.”
Ye Tian gathered his emotions and recited in a deep voice,"
"I've been to Jiangnan
The face waiting in the season is like the blooming and falling of a lotus flower
If the east wind doesn't come, the catkins in March won't fly
Your heart is like a small lonely city
Just like the bluestone street in the evening
The music is silent, and the curtains of spring in March are not lifted
Your heart is like a small window closed tightly
My horse hooves are beautiful mistakes
I'm not a returning person, I'm just a passerby…"
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