There seemed to be a familiar scent of shower gel behind her, and as soon as Shi Sui leaned back, she leaned into her warm embrace.

Shi Sui's tone was low, "Have you finished washing?"

"Hmm."

Jiang Yan hugged her from behind Shi Sui, passed his two long arms through her armpits, took the spatula in her hand, and cooked fish soup in her style.

His voice was soft, too, "Cook it like this, right?"

"You're quite talented."

Completely handed over the affairs of the stove to him, and threw himself into his arms as soon as he turned around.

Listening to Jiang Yan's heartbeat, Shi Sui slowly closed his eyes, "I hope time stops like this."

"Where is this, this is satisfied?"

"Well, that's satisfying."

Smiling lightly, Jiang Yan doted and rubbed the top of Shi Sui's head, "It's your birthday in a while, what do you want."

"Anything, I didn't have any birthday gifts in previous years."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan took a step back and distanced himself from the person in front of him.

He looked down at her and frowned, "Never?"

"I guess I had it when I was very young, I don't even remember."

Shi Sui smiled, and leaned back into Jiang Yan's arms, "If there is really anything you really want, I hope to be with you forever."

The most simple love words always seem to be the most moving, for example, when Shi Sui leaned a little head on Jiang Yan's arms, Jiang Yan felt that his whole person had melted.

He looked down at her, feeling her heartbeat, her temperature, and he wanted to rub her into his body.

Suppressing his impulse, Jiang Yan pushed his chin to the top of her head, "Yes."

Under such a strong affection, the boiled fish soup also seems to have the sweet and greasy taste of love. Jiang Yan saw that the pot had been boiling for a long time, so he found a hand towel to wrap the sides of the pot and put the pot on the dining table.

Shi Sui added two more greens, and dinner was the beginning.

Xiao Biesheng's newlywed words were indeed right, she was more enthusiastic than before, she sandwiched the dish into Jiang Yan's bowl, "You try this, my specialty dish."

"Good, good."

In the time to eat, Jiang Yan took out his spare light to look at the age.

The other party's little head that rises and falls under the warm light, and the little face that eats obediently, is so beautiful.

"That's right."

Shi Sui suddenly thought of something, "Today I sold a few more paintings and made a lot of money."

"That's not good."

"It's good, it's the buyer, it's weird."

Hearing Jiang Yan's action of eating, he raised his eyes and looked at Shi Sui, "For example."

Telling all the details that he felt weird during the day, Shi Sui squinted slightly, "Actually, it's nothing, people haven't done anything, they think it's weird, everyone has it."

"That's it."

Seeing that Jiang Yan began to ponder, Shi Sui was busy picking up a dish on the side and putting it in his bowl, "Okay, okay, don't think about it, I'm just chatting casually, it's hard to see each other, cherish time."

"Okay."

Now Jiang Yan is very old, she said she didn't want to, he really didn't want to.

After eating, Sui said that there was still a little painting transaction to deal with, so Jiang Yan sat in the living room and waited for her. While waiting, Jiang Yan had nothing to do and flipped through the sketchbook of the years in front of him.

Almost instantly, Jiang Yan was shocked by the talent of the person in front of him.

Even after spending so many years in the circle and meeting so many designers after opening up new fields, Jiang Yan still feels that the design of the time is unique and special.

He has a strong premonition that in time, he will carve out a garden of his own in the circle.

Thinking so, Jiang Yan continued to flip down the works of the time.

Regarding life and death, the designers chose a variety of topics, and in the face of the most popular life, they chose to paint the life of flowers, birds and trees.

The sketchbook in Jiang Yan's hand is mixed with many old design drafts

All of them are full of the word "vivid".

"What are you looking at?"

On the ground, the girl's voice sounded from the top of her head, Jiang Yan took advantage of the situation, and saw Shi Sui standing not far away with a smile.

He put down his sketchbook, walked over quickly, and hugged the little girl.

"I'm looking at your design and I think you're amazing."

"I think so, too."

"It's not too early to speak."

Jiang Yan's voice was very low when he said this, with a smell of guidance.

Both are adults and both know what to expect tonight.

Shi Sui lowered her little face, looked at her toes, and she pulled at the corners of the other party's clothes.

"Then I'll take a shower, and you go to the room and wait for me."

"Okay."

Shi Sui and Jiang Yan seem to have really become the most ordinary kind of little couple.

Both of them are learning to get along with each other most sincerely now.

Later, Han Fang once called Shi Sui to do the last review, and in the face of Han Fang's temptation, Shi Sui smiled and said nothing.

When Shi Sui left, Han Fang suddenly looked at Shi Sui and said with emotion.

"Jiang Yan is really blessed to meet you."

*

In recent days, Wang Yulan has found that her daughter seems to love to laugh a lot.

Not only that, Shi Sui seems to be covered with a layer of extremely soft filters, making her whole person look warm and soft.

Wang Yulan didn't ask much, but she knew that she must be proud of her love at that age.

Accompanying Wang Yulan to hang up the last bottle of water, Shi Sui said slightly apologetically, "Mom, I have something to do today, I guess I have to leave early."

Looking at Shi Sui's red little face, Wang Yulan didn't say anything, she just glanced at Shi Sui meaningfully, "Alas, it's good to be young."

instantly blushed, Shi Sui pursed his lips slightly, "Mom......"

Seeing that Shi Sui was teased and ashamed, Wang Yulan waved her hand, "Go ahead, I happened to have an appointment with the aunt next door to play cards tonight, and I don't have time to accompany you."

Hearing this, Shi Sui hugged Wang Yulan tightly, "I know that my mother is the best, then call me if there is anything, I will come at any time."

"Okay."

Carrying her bag through the hallway, she was about to step out of the door when someone called her name.

His footsteps stopped suddenly, and Shi Sui turned to look at the source of the sound.

She blinked, "Dr. Li?"

"Hmm."

The doctor in the white coat was carrying a cup at this time, probably just returning from eating in the cafeteria.

The dim evening sky crept in and shone down the hospital lobby.

The doctor put his hands behind his back and said, "I was looking for you, are you free now?"

Pursing his lips slightly, Shi Sui said, "Is it urgent?"

"I have something important to look for you about your mother's condition."

Hearing this, Shi Sui's little face instantly became serious, and she looked directly at the other party, "I'm free!"

When he sat down in the office, he saw Dr. Li take out a document in a drawer.

Dr. Lee tapped his fingers on the top of the document and said, "We have found a suitable heart transplant, and this is a surgical guarantee that needs to be signed."

"What?"

Something seemed to explode in his mind, and the ecstasy turned into tears, which were instantly squeezed out of Shi Sui's eyes.

She confirmed in a trembling voice, "...... What?"