Behind them, the lights of the manor, nesting on the hills, lapping over the green woods, as brilliant as the feathers of a phoenix; In front of them, lying lies the deep blue waters of the vast and boundless Pacific Ocean.

The waves are gentle and gentle, the low spray licks the shore, and the phosphorescent crown of the wave lazily overflows.

An Qin felt a peace that she hadn't felt for a long time, and the gentle sea breeze was like a mother's embrace, reassuring her.

Leng Qianxing sat down against a palm tree, looked at the girl facing the sea, and thought about her thoughts.

He picked a few blades of grass and played with them, and by the time the girl came over, the intertwined blades of grass had been transformed into a lifelike grasshopper.

He gave it to the girl.

"I can make money, I can cook, and I can make up this gadget...... Mr. Leng, what else would you not have? She took the cute grasshopper, knelt beside him with her skirt pressed on, and asked curiously.

Leng Qianxing slightly hooked the corners of her lips and did not answer her.

An Qin thought he had said something superfluous, and pursed his lips stupidly.

"At dinner, I saw tears in your eyes...... Does this environment make you feel embarrassed? "He cares.

"No, I thought it would be dull, but the atmosphere was unexpectedly relaxed and happy, and I was very happy."

"Really?"

"Well, the dish is really delicious!" An Qin was very sincere, "If those people know, they can't envy me to death, but not everyone is lucky enough to eat the dishes cooked by President Leng!" ”

"But ......"

"It's because the atmosphere is so nice and reminds me of when I used to be at home...... After my parents were in a car accident, that happiness was gone, and I was just touching the scene. An Qin sighed and smiled apologetically at Leng Qianxing. I'm sorry to worry you! ”

"I'm sorry about your parents!"

He had investigated her, so he knew about the car accident, and under the girl's smile was a sad heart.

"Some things are like that, and you want to change but you can't do anything about it." An Qin sucked his sour nose and looked up at the stars in the sky. "Hopefully a miracle will happen and Mommy will wake up one day."

He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say.

The moonlight shone on her, and the white halo of dust with sad particles pulsing, he looked at her, and felt the urge to take her into his arms.

After a long time, An Qin adjusted his mood and lowered his head.

She turned her face to him, and he looked out to sea before their eyes met.

"Mr. Leng."

"Hmm!"

Are there a lot of activities in "Do You Really ...... Weekends"?

She moved her lips, and somehow the second half of her sentence was stuck.

"Huh?" Leng Qianxing looked back at her.

"Nothing." She shook her head in resignation.

Leng Qianxing knew what she wanted to say, he leaned against the tree, picked a few more grass leaves, and weaved them silently.

"I'm going to make it up too." The girl also picked a few leaves of grass, approached him, and began to learn.

Leng Qianxing slowed down so that she could keep up.

A few minutes later, a delicate turquoise grass ring lay in his palm.

An Qin held up the ring that he had completed, thinking it was just a half-finished product: "What's next?" ”

"It's done." He reached for her braided ring, "It's beautifully braided!" ”

"It's just a little ring." An Qin shook that cute grasshopper. "Teach me to make this up."

"I'll go back, I'll teach you another day when I'm in a good mood." He got up, took the two grass rings in his palms, and left.

"Huh?"