"Hawaiian Waterfront Church, do you want to go?" Qiao Muqi asked her.

“······” Rong Wanqi was stunned.

Church? Rong Wanqi began to be stunned again.

"Okay, I want to go there." Rong Wanqi was happy.

The two set off in a car, and the car stopped on the side of the road near the church, and Rong Wanqi couldn't wait to get out of the car.

Take in the idyllic surroundings. Take a leisurely walk along the seaside path.

A little girl set up a stall to sell her own handicrafts.

Rong Wanqi squatted down curiously to look. Big earrings, thick with carved silver bracelets. as well as some crafts. She looked up at the little girl and smiled kindly, "Hello. How are you。 ”

“how are you.” The little girl smiled back with a friendly smile and a very bright eye.

She still can't speak English, and communicating with people is a big problem. He turned his gaze away from other places.

Qiao Muqi lowered his head and looked carefully, his eyes suddenly fixed on the messy jewelry, the ring lying quietly in the box. Although the other decorations are separated by a little distance.

Without further pause, he stood up and said goodbye to the little girl.

The little girl smiled and looked at the man who said goodbye to her.

Qiao Muqi took Rong Wan's hand and walked to the dark red seaside church, the church was not big, but it was so warm. The sun was setting all over the sky, and a warmth suddenly gave birth to the bottom of my heart.

They walked on the red carpet, past neat rows of benches, looking up, huge crosses. Jesus fixed his head on the cross.

Reverent. It filled the whole body like a flood. The large windows reflect the sunset on the horizon. The red one stained the cross. Keep your eyes fixed on Jesus on the cross. The head that is turned to the side, the one who hangs down and is silent forever, is forgiving whose salvation? Whose forgetfulness are you forgiving? Or is it blessing, blessing the men and women of Hongchen to be happy.

Qiao Muqi is an atheist and has no faith. However, he slowly knelt down. Hands clasped like prayer, reverent like a believer. Jesus hung his head on the cross in silence. As the sun set, the light fell around her through the cross.

Jesus hung his head in silence and was silent. Those karmic causes and effects. The Lord intends to be silent forever.

"I hope we are happy." He whispered something firm.

The girl next to him was violently startled. Rong Wanqi's clenched little hands were slightly sweaty, and the man kneeling next to him, with his back straight and his head up, looked at the cross high above.

"We want to be happy........." he was so religious.

"We will be happy." She whispered behind him. With you, how can I not be happy.

Qiao Muqi heard Rong Wanqi's words. He calmed his restless heart. He stood up and walked out of the church as fast as he could.

"Wait until I get back." Qiao Muqi's voice echoed in the church.

Rong Wanqi stayed in place and waited for a while, gradually becoming uneasy. His footsteps moved slightly, and he wanted to go out to find him. He suddenly appeared at the door of the church again.

Qiao Muqi walked towards him step by step. The expression is gentle. Rong Wanqi's eyes began to blur.

He walked up to her, his right hand resting lightly on her left, smiling.

She didn't know where he got the ring. Inky eyes watched him place the ring on the middle finger of her left hand, and her breath was still. The slender fingers nudge forward, and the ring puts on the middle finger frame by frame like a slow-motion motion.

"Stay with me for the rest of your life." Qiao Muqi said with a smile.

His words interrupted her stillness, and her heart began to beat again, and she gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently.

He pressed her tightly into his arms.