"Let's go, change our clothes and go to dinner."

Bai Qimeng's tears were finally controlled, and Yan Weiming threw the tissue into the trash.

Bai Qimeng nodded obediently, returned to the bedroom, changed into a more comfortable white dress, and walked to the hotel's restaurant with Yan Weiming.

However, the surprise did not end there, Yan Weiming specially prepared a private room, and the two sat face to face under the candlelight, eating steak bite by bite, with an elegant and quiet atmosphere.

The dinner was specially prepared by the hotel's chef for the two of them, from the appetizer to the main course, as well as the pasta and the final dessert.

After dinner, Yan Weiming was suddenly called away by Zhou Lin, and Bai Qimeng could only return to the villa by himself.

It was dark in the villa, and Bai Qimeng thought that Yan Weiming hadn't come back yet, so he walked in alone.

Who knew that Bai Qimeng had just walked in a few steps when he saw the bright lights on the beach in the courtyard outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room.

"Yan Weiming?" Bai Qimeng was puzzled, pushed open the glass door, and walked into the courtyard.

I saw that all the lights on the low white wall in the courtyard were turned on, and when I walked through the courtyard, I could see a red carpet set up on the white sand.

On both sides of the road, there are arches of roses one after another, and on both sides of the red carpet are small lamps that illuminate everything, and the person standing at the end of the red carpet is Yan Weiming.

Bai Qimeng's head was blank, so he walked over slowly, looking at Yan Weiming all the time.

And Yan Weiming also looked at her until she walked in front of her, and never looked away.

"What's the surprise this time?" She spoke, not loud or small.

I saw Yan Weiming looking at her, shaking his head slightly, and slowly kneeling down on one knee in silence.

Her eyes widened by Yan Weiming's posture, and she seemed to realize what Yan Weiming was going to do.

"I used to think that I might always be alone in my life, but from the day I met you, I rejected such an idea."

Yan Weiming's voice was as magnetic as ever, and it reached her ears along with the sound of the waves.

"This time last year, I tried my best to give you a decent birthday present, and this year, the best gift I can come up with is to take care of you for the rest of your life."

She unconsciously covered her mouth with her hands, and her eyes turned red again.

"You—" she whispered, her lips trembling.

I saw Yan Weiming shaking his head again, looking at her all the time.

"Although we have only been together for a short year, I am willing to spend my life getting to know you and sharing everything I have. This ring, which used to be on the ring finger of my grandmother and my mother's right hand, can I wear it for you? ”

She stood in place, tears already flowing down at some point, dripping into the box in Yan Weiming's hand.

That little box was a sapphire ring.

"You're really self-centered, you've finished saying all the nice things, what do you want me to say?"

Hearing this, Yan Weiming chuckled, and kept looking at her with gentle eyes, as if he was asking her, is it okay?

"Yes."

There are only two words, but they are enough to make Yan Weiming crazy.

I saw him put the ring on the ring finger of her right hand as fast as he could, and hugged her into his arms harder, harder and deeper than any time.

In the future, each other's lives are no longer only themselves.

——

"Sister Lin Qing, is the shooting done?" Yan Wenran asked in a low voice.

"It's done, don't worry." Lin Qing said, opening Weibo.

As the artist's agent, she can of course log in to her artist's account at any time.

And Yan Wenran on the side was also holding a mobile phone, but it was Zhou Lin's.

Bai Qimeng: The rest of my life, @严未铭. [Picture]

Yan Weiming: The rest of my life, @白绮梦. [Picture]