Ye Zhichen helped Shen Zhiqiu to stand up slowly, then turned around and went back to Shen Zhiqiu's room, and when he came out, Lan Ruohao, who was supposed to be lying in bed, was already standing there.

Hai Yidong looked at him with a cautious expression, "Ah Hao, I heard that you are married." ”

Heard......

A father used a sentence to describe his understanding of his son's marriage, which sounded infinitely ridiculous.

Lan Ruohao didn't seem to be woken up, holding a glass of water in his hand, standing in front of Hai Yidong lightly, slowly drinking the water, "Well, you're married, do you have anything else?" ”

Anything else?

The conversation between their father and son is now only one sentence.

I don't know why, Hai Yidong suddenly felt very tired, wife, children, he thought it was just that he accidentally lost them, but he didn't want to stand in front of them now, looking at their indifferent expressions to the point of strangers, and the words reached the point where there was nothing to say.

Very unsuccessful, though I don't want to admit it.

"Grace her ......"

"She's fine, if it's okay, you can go."

Hai Yidong still left, and finally left.

Ye Zhichending's so-called vacation place is the Maldives, the legendary pearl necklace scattered in the world.

After getting off the plane, the person in charge of the resort was already waiting there, a Chinese-American who spoke Mandarin fluently.

The man's secretary was even more generous in ordering the most luxurious so-called presidential suite in this six-star hotel.

The suite is a single villa with a large independent sea area, the entrance is a large living room, the sofa is facing the sea, open the curtains, in front of the sea, a small pool connected to the sea, a large kitchen and bedroom, the beauty is not like the world at all.

The man took her hand along the way and walked through the villa that was exclusive to them for five days.

Standing behind her, holding the woman's waist from behind, with his chin against her hair, the man's voice was low, as melodious as a cello, "Do you like it here?" ”

The sea in front of me is as blue as I saw on TV when I was a child, and it is also as boundless as I imagined in my dream.

I used to like the sea just because I thought the sea could contain everything, but now I look at the blue sea in front of me, reflecting the blue sky, so quiet.

Holding his hand, she now looks very peaceful, "like a dream." ”

It's like a dream.

The man pursed his lips and smiled, "I asked people to buy this villa, and I will accompany you every year in the future." ”

"You can remember beautiful things forever by looking at them."

"Well," the man took her hand and sat down on the couch behind her, "I just want to keep this good thing." ”

Every year in the future, he would accompany her here, she couldn't see it, he told her little by little, to put the beauty of this place as it is now, full of it in her head, and then, her memory is full of the best memories.

In the sofa, she curled up there, lying on the man's chest, and the two of them looked at the sea quietly until the sky was getting dark, and the sea was hidden in the darkness little by little, occasionally sparkling, and so quiet and beautiful.

Postscript—

Lan Xianshu's operation, the man took her hand and walked into the operating room, the lights there were still very bright and cold, and the bed was surprisingly cold, but this time, she was not afraid, and her heart was warm.

Maybe sometimes we are like this, we are hurt, bleeding a river, and we are hurt to the bone, but we still want to stick to our own choices, our own decisions, our own extravagant hopes for the future, and even hand over the future to the person who hurt us in the past......

It's not that the injury is not deep enough and not hard enough, it's just that I want to hold on to it so simply, if that person hasn't given up yet......

Love has no definition, but it is set by a certain spell by the person you love deeply......

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