"

The man said, "No, I can't wear your mother's wedding dress. She and I... our bodies are different."

The rich man said, "The wedding dress can be changed."

The man's tone became irritable, "No! Let me tell you. There is no way we can get married."

The rich man asked, "Why?"

The man thought for a while and said, "Well... first of all, I was not born with blond hair."

The rich man shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't matter."

The man racked his brains to think of a reason, "I smoke, I smoke all the time."

The rich man smiled calmly, "I don't care."

The man took a deep breath and thought about the vicious reason, "...My past was very bad. I lived with a saxophone player for three years."

The rich man smiled and nodded, "I forgive you."

The man collapsed and said, "I can't have a baby."

The rich man replied calmly, "We can adopt."

"Why don't you understand?" The man angrily pulled off his wig, regained his male voice, and stopped pretending, "I am a man!"

The rich man glanced at him, his eyes calm and affectionate.

"No one is perfect."

The rich man's smile remained the same, and the man was completely stunned. He stared blankly ahead, across the screen, looking at Boluogo and Aimu.

The movie stops abruptly.

The room was quiet for a second or two, and Boluogo and Aimu were a little unresponsive. Then, they laughed one after another and hugged each other.

Boluogo had thought about the conflict in this plot, but he never expected that the method of resolving it would be like this. It was really unexpected, but it was reasonable.

After pressing the remote control, the picture on the screen was fixed on the astonished expressions of the man and the rich man.

After the laughter, both Boluogo and Aimu fell silent again. The movie ended. Just like Aimu said, they woke up from the dream and it was time to face reality and move on to the next matter.

But neither of them moved, they just sat on the sofa, feeling each other's warmth.

Aimu stared at the screen and suddenly asked, "Bologo, you love me, right?"

Boluogo also stared at the screen, "Of course."

"Sometimes I am always afraid, and the reason for fear is the same as before. I am afraid of not being chosen, I am afraid that I am not good enough, I am afraid..."

Aimu's voice gradually became lower. As the movie ended, she sobered up from her drunkenness and became timid and at a loss once again.

During the timeline chaos incident, Boluogo opened up the knot for Aimu, but growth is always difficult. Aimu felt that she had become good enough, but such a good self was not enough to move to the next stage. She

Need to get better.

"It's okay, Aimu," Bologg looked at her side face, "It's okay."

Aimu said hesitantly, "I...I am not a human being after all. I am an artificial life, an alchemy doll."

Boluogo laughed at himself and stretched his waist, "I'm not much better. I am an undead and owe a lot of debts to the devils."

Aimu's eyes trembled a little, "I may not be able to have children."

Boluogo said with an indifferent attitude, "Look at Sere, for the undead, heirs are a troublesome thing."

Aimu rubbed his fingers nervously, "I might die earlier than you."

Boluogo whispered, "But maybe we can live together for hundreds of years."

Aimu wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Boluogo. He learned the lines from the movie and responded.

"No one is perfect."

Aimu took a deep breath, as if he had exhausted all his strength, reluctantly turned his head, and looked at Boluogo. I don’t know whether it was shame or previous emotions, Aimu still looked like he was about to cry, and Boluogo

Under her gaze, Ge Ze's eyes were a little evasive.

She asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Boluogo tried to focus his alienated eyes and tried his best to land on Aimu's eyes. "Actually, I have never been used to looking at the person I like, which is you."

"Why?"

This time, Burlogo used an appropriate description, "I always feel that long-term gazes in an intimate relationship are like a spiritual...kissing. I'm a little shy."

Aimu couldn't help laughing and asked, "Then will you propose to me?"

"certainly."

Boluogo nodded and silently reached for his pocket. The time had come and he was ready to use his sword.

"Do you want to simulate it?"

Aimu mustered up the courage to stay awake, dreaming about the ring she had dropped.

"Okay," Boluogo said, "then close your eyes first and I'll get ready."

"Hmm... so cliché."

Although she commented like this, Aimu still closed her eyes obediently. She became more nervous and her heart was completely in suspense.

Aimu knew that this was not a simulation, but a tacit action of mutual suggestion. He had set a trap, and Boluogo would definitely go to the bedroom and give him the ring he had prepared.

When Boluogo knelt down on one knee, opened the jewelry box, and showed the ring to himself, he would look expectantly at his surprise reaction. He felt that he was extremely romantic, and he would also be so surprised that he could not control himself... This point

No need to pretend.

Just when Boluogo was about to put the ring on himself with a victorious attitude, he would find that his ring had been swapped.

Another surprise after surprise, this will be Amu’s victory.

Aimu took deep breaths repeatedly, trying to keep herself calm, but after waiting for a moment, she found that Boluogo did not get up and leave... He did not go to get the ring in the bedroom.

This directly disrupted Aimu's plan. There was confusion in his mind, and the previous preparations fell apart.

How to do how to do?

Could it be that Boluogo really just planned to simulate a marriage proposal? This is indeed something that an expert can do, but why does he have to be rigorous in such a place!

Aimu felt that her whole body was shaking. If she were not in the state of flesh and blood, she felt that her whole body would be broken. If this was really a simulation, Aimu felt that she would no longer have the courage to take the initiative.

.

It's over, it's over, it's over!

Endless thoughts were running rampant in Aimu's mind, growing wantonly, almost bursting her head and breaking her mind. Just when she could no longer bear it mentally, and was really about to cry, Aimu

Suddenly, I felt a cold touch on the ring finger of my left hand.

Aimu opened her eyes subconsciously. In the dim room, the brilliant color of fire swept across her eyes, like a bouquet of blooming and burning flowers.

"Ah...ah?"

Aimu looked at the Fire Opal ring on her finger in disbelief, and then looked at Boluogo with a smile on his face. She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to say something, but for a moment, the language module seemed to be offline, and her throat

Only inexplicable babbling sounds could be heard.

"you you you you!"

Aimu pointed at Boluogo and began to speak incoherently. His face turned completely red due to emotion, and the aura in his eyes began to twist and pull away, like a rolling mess.

"Me? What's wrong with me," Boluogo pursued the victory, "Don't you like it?"

Boluogo thought about plan two in the bedroom.

"How...how..."

Aimu hugged her left hand with her right hand. At this moment, she seemed to be unable to feel her left hand, but she seemed to feel it. It was so heavy that she could hardly support it.

The color of Fire Opal was shimmering and warm, and Aimu felt her eyes were a little sour. It wasn't until traces of moisture crossed her cheeks that she realized her emotional collapse.

The haze collapses and the sun shines brightly.

Aimu said vaguely, "Why...another one!"

She thought of all the possibilities, such as Bologg using the power of control to randomly shape a ring out of surrounding materials, but she never imagined that Bologg had prepared two rings and took them with him.

I pretended to be smart and set a trap, but in fact I had already fallen into another bigger trap.

Damn it, is this the professionalism of an expert? How to win? No wonder Boluogo always carries two weapons, one is disabled, and the other is there, but why does he still do this in love... And

, and it’s done so well.

Aimu felt that his defense line had completely collapsed, and he was completely naked in front of Boluogo, as if he were transparent.

Boluogo was a little unclear about what Aimu meant by "another one", but he could see that Aimu was emotionally excited, just like in the movie.

He reached out and stroked Aimu's back, "Take a deep breath and control yourself. This is a normal reaction."

Aimu was silent for a moment, and suddenly she hugged Boluogo tightly. This was what Boluogo had expected. After all, movies are all like this. But then, Aimu grabbed Boluogo's clothes and shook her head hard.

He arched Boluogo's chest... or to be precise, he rubbed it.
To be continued...