Nangong Jin was lying on the recliner, and she was strictly disciplined by her father since she was a child.

She also wanted to be willful, but when she saw her father's tired appearance, she couldn't be willful.

When she was 18 years old, she followed her father and began to deal with the company's affairs, thinking that if she could handle some things, her father would be more relaxed, but it didn't take long for her to become the head of the family.

At the age of 18, some people are still in the rebellious period of youth, but she has to face a huge family.

It's really tired and panicked.

Listening to the sound of the waves and the sea breeze, Nangong Jin slowly closed his eyes.

And Huo Tingshen was also lying on the recliner next to him, and he looked sideways at Nangong Jin.

He felt that Nangong Jin was tired, after all, if it wasn't for this, then how could Nangong Jin feel that he was a "blank" person in his mind, Nangong Jin was indeed very chic in front of everyone, but there was also bitterness behind this chic.

If he is really a person who has no memory, then he will definitely trust Nangong Jin very much and regard Nangong Jin as the whole of his world.

But he didn't have anyone who lost his memory.

Huo Ting lowered his eyes deeply, and a trace of guilt appeared in his heart.

When he raised his eyes again, he saw that Nangong Jin was already asleep.

The sea breeze here is so strong, if you sleep here, then you will definitely catch a cold, thinking of this, Huo Tingshen stood up, then went into the house and took a blanket, and carefully covered Nangong Jin's body.

But after it was finished, he didn't leave.

Instead of squatting down his body, he looked at Nangong Jin's face, and suddenly wanted to reach out and touch it.

Huo Tingshen's hand seemed to be uncontrollable, reaching out to Nangong Jin, and when his hand touched Nangong Jin's face.

At this time, Nangong Jin moved his body.

Huo Tingshen subconsciously withdrew his hand, but Nangong Jin did not wake up.

When he saw that Nangong Jin didn't wake up, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at Nangong Jin, then thought about it and made a lip shape: I'm sorry.

Huo Ting knew that it was impossible for him to stay by Nangong Jin's side for a long time, and now that Nangong Jin had no precautions against him, if he left secretly now, this would be the best choice.

But when he thought of leaving, his heart suddenly began to feel uncomfortable.

If he leaves, then will Nangong Jin be sad, what will he be sad about.

When he thought of this, Huo Tingshen really hoped that he was just a Nangong Ergou, just like he said, the world only trusted him, he didn't have to care about anything, he didn't have to think about anything.

There is a lyric in Cai Qin's "Forgotten Time", who is knocking on my window, who is stirring the strings.

Everyone has a string in their heart that may be stirred at some point.

Huo Tingshen stood up, then moved the other recliner closer, and then lay on the recliner and looked at Nangong Jin quietly.

At this moment, the moonlight was just right, the breeze was coming, Huo Tingshen looked at Nangong Jin, listening to her shallow breathing.

In more than 20 years of his life, he felt that this was the quietest time.

The two of them were lying in such a flat row, and their sleeping positions were now very synchronized, and their posture was as if they were sleeping on the same bed.

Huo Tingshen also closed his eyes, this was the first time he fell asleep listening to the sound of other people's breathing, and it was also the first time he fell asleep listening to the sound of Nangong Jin's breathing.