Putting the drink cup on the table, Lin Xiangwan picked up the design album and looked at it carefully.

Huo Jincheng's design talent is undeniable, if he hadn't entered the entertainment industry at the beginning, he must have been a very good architectural designer.

The main style of the house in the atlas is the Western style, which adds some graceful beauty of oriental architecture, and the atmosphere is exquisite.

The design of the entire small estate is completely natural, according to the original appearance of the land, and perfectly integrated with nature.

Not a big house, close to the sea breeze, a family walk to the beach at dusk.

There is a garden where she can grow some plants that she likes, and a big tree that can make a wooden house for a child......

It was the home of her dreams.

"It's beautiful!"

Huo Jincheng bent down, propped his left arm on the back of the chair, and his right arm reached out from her side, turning the album to the next page and explaining it to her carefully.

"This is the backyard, and I've researched the soil of these which are perfect for growing hydrangeas...... And here...... Here are a few of the wooden houses I designed, and we'll make them look like when the time comes......"

"It's the kitchen, you like the big glass windows, you can make breakfast and watch the sea."

"Oh, yes...... And this, your studio ......"

Listening to his explanation, looking at the album, imagining the comfortable life of living there, Lin Xiangwan's eyes couldn't help but burn.

What she told him at the beginning was nothing more than her dream.

But this man turned her dream into reality.

If they hadn't misunderstood, if everything had gone well, or by now they should have listened to the tide on the swing under the tree.

Five years!

It was delayed for five years!

Sensing that the sound of her breathing was wrong, Huo Jincheng stopped the flip in his hand and looked sideways at her face.

Through the lenses, the man was startled when he noticed her red eyes.

"Late, I'm ...... Am I saying something wrong? ”

"Nope!" Lin Xiangwan took off his glasses, took the tissue he handed over and wiped the corners of his eyes, "I just think...... I feel sad. ”

Turn the chair and stand in front of her.

Huo Jincheng gently turned her chair in his direction, squatted down, and held her palms with both hands.

"Now...... Aren't we together again, ...... The days are still long! ”

Lin Xiangwan smiled and nodded to him: "I'll go wash my face." ”

"Wait!" Huo Jincheng grabbed her arm, "Xiang Wan, you sit down, I want to talk to you about something!" ”

Lin Xiangwan sat back in his chair and looked at his face suspiciously.

"What's the matter?"

"I ...... Cough...... The ......," he said in a few staccato words, stood up again, "you wait for me! ”

Outside, hurried footsteps.

The sound of going downstairs, for a moment, was the sound of going upstairs.

Huo Jincheng re-entered the study, one hand still behind his back.

Walking over, he bowed down in front of her again.

This time, instead of crouching, he landed on one knee and knelt in front of her.

The hand that was hidden behind him finally reached out.

In the man's hand, he was holding a rose, which was still stained with dew, and it looked as if it had just been broken off from the branch.

Lin Xiangwan smiled dumbly.

"Xiang Wan, I know that you have suffered a lot of grievances over the years, it was my mistake, I hope ...... Can you give me another chance. You ......" Huo Jincheng raised his face, "Is it okay to marry me?" ”

Lin Xiangwan's smile froze at the corner of her lips, she never thought that he would suddenly propose.

Seeing that she didn't make a sound, Huo Jincheng lowered his eyelashes.

"I know, you may not be ready, I ...... Just don't want to ......"

"Good!"