For dinner, Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun ate an open-air barbecue by the sea.

Sitting at the table next to Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian was a couple of the same age as them, from their chatting conversations, Song Qingchun knew that they had been in love for six years and had been to Hainan more than a dozen times, and this time they came to take wedding photos, and they were scheduled to get married on Valentine's Day on March 14.

THE TWO PEOPLE LOOKED VERY AFFECTIONATE, AND THE MAN TOOK THE IPAD AND READ THE BEAUTIFUL THING THEY HAD ENVISIONED IN COLLEGE: "TO HAVE A HOME, IT DOESN'T NEED TO BE VERY BIG, BUT IT CAN BE SHELTERED FROM THE WIND AND RAIN." ”

The woman sitting across from the man nodded with a smile and said, "This beauty, we achieved it last month, can be crossed out." ”

THE MAN TAPPED HIS HAND ON THE IPAD SCREEN A FEW TIMES AS THE WOMAN INSTRUCTED, AND THEN WENT ON TO READ: "BUYING A CAR DOESN'T NEED TO BE PARTICULARLY EXPENSIVE, JUST BE ABLE TO GET AROUND." ”

"This was achieved last year, and you can also cross out ......"

Men read a lot, and most of the good things they once envisioned had come true, and only a few were left: "Raise an Alaska." ”

"Have a baby." Hilarious enemies: The black-bellied uncle can't help it

"Travel the world together."

……

The beauty they envisioned is really simple and ordinary, and it is a dream that any couple in the world can realize.

However, it is such a simple and pure dream that everyone can realize as long as they work hard, but for Song Qingchun, it is a dream that can never be touched.

In fact, Song Qingchun really didn't want to listen to the conversation of the couple next to her, she really wanted to go through the last period of their date with Su Zhinian happily and happily, but the conversation of the couple at the table next to her was a little loud, so that she couldn't escape at all, and in the end, the voice of her and Su Zhinian's conversation began to tremble, and even the corners of her lips, which had been kept up, began to droop.

Su Zhinian breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, took the bamboo stick in her palm, took her hand, and stood up.

He beckoned the waiter to settle the bill and led her out of the barbecue.

The villa was in front of the open-air barbecue, but Su Zhinian pointed to the back: "Take a walk?" "President, have something to say!

On this beach, in the afternoon, Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian had already walked through, but after hearing his proposal, she still nodded with a smile, and said in a relaxed tone: "Okay." ”

Su Zhinian grabbed her hand tightly, took her, slowly stepped on the beach, and walked forward.

Every dozen meters, Song Qingchun would see a couple sitting on the beach, or a couple hugging and kissing standing on the beach.

Such a romantic atmosphere, even with the gentle sea breeze, is dyed with a hint of sweet color.

Perhaps due to the influence of the environment, Song Qingchun's whole person was closer to Su Zhinian's arm, she and him walked slowly, and at the same time thought of the conversation between the couple next to her when they were eating barbecue, she knew that she was whimsical, but she still whimsically opened her mouth to Su Zhinian: "Su Zhinian, if one day, if we get married, where do we go to take wedding photos?" ”

Su Zhinian held Song Qingchun's hand and trembled suddenly, he knew from the bottom of her heart that she was daydreaming, but he was still very cooperative with her to start this daydream: "Where do you want to go?" Ancient Rome? Paris? Aegean Sea? ”