"Sitting back to back on the carpet / Listening to music and talking about wishes / You want me to be more and more gentle......" The man sang familiar lyrics to the melody of the music.

"The most romantic thing I can think of is to grow old with you......" Halfway through the music, the couples in the entire restaurant sang along with him, Ning Yuanlan has always been emotional, and his eyes were a little wet with the scene in front of him.

Ling Mo stood up, walked across from her, sat down beside her, and reached out to hold her left hand, two platinum couple rings, which glowed serene and white in the light.

“…… Collect bits and pieces of laughter along the way/Leave it for later, sit in a rocking chair and talk slowly/The most romantic thing I can think of/It's to grow old with you/Until we're too old to go anywhere/You still regard me as a treasure in the palm of your hand......" The two consciously or unconsciously sang "The Most Romantic Thing" with the couples around them. Outside the window, the starlight gradually dewed, and it was shining.

When I came out of the restaurant, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the revolving restaurant had been playing the song "The Most Romantic Thing" since the man, and there were also young couples who could sing this song and went up to sing it together.

"You said you wanted to send me a romantic dream, thank you for taking you to heaven......" When getting in the car, Ning Yuanlan was still habitually humming this song, Ling Mo smiled helplessly and happily, after getting out of the car, he pulled her over, covered her with red lips that kept singing, and swallowed the quiet and romantic music into his stomach.

He kissed affectionately and long, each time it was extremely gentle, his slender hands held her little head, opened his eyes slightly, and saw that she closed her eyes obediently this time, and the kiss was more gentle and focused.

This was a very delicate kiss, and when Ling Mo forced herself to let go of her, her cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes.

Ling Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth, holding her little face and looking at it for a while before letting go.

The car slowly drove on the road, Ning Yuanlan kept looking sideways at the window, not daring to look at Ling Mo, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise it.

Ling Mo turned his head to look at her from time to time, and her smiling side face made his already good mood even sweeter.

When they returned to the compound of the municipal party committee, it was already deep, and the two of them quickly took a bath and lay down, Ling Mo hugged her and imprinted a kiss on her smooth forehead, "Good night." ”

"Good night." Ning Yuanlan also smiled and said good night to him.

"Sleep." Thinking of her heart disease, he finally persuaded himself to be patient.

Ning Yuanlan obediently closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

Hearing that the breathing of the person next to her became even, Ling Mo opened her eyes again, and under the dim wall lamp, she slept sweetly and looked happy.

Ling Mo laughed, hugged her tightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, the two of them went to climb the slope as usual, just like yesterday, when they were climbing the slope, they met several of Ling Mo's apprentices, and the group came back happily and went to work after breakfast.

"There is something going on in the company at noon today, I won't go to you for lunch." When he arrived at her company, he grabbed her and said that she was about to get out of the car.

"It's okay, I'll take care of lunch on my own." Ning Yuanlan smiled at her.

Ling Mo was silent, holding her hand, and suddenly pulled her over, hugged her, and kissed her.

After a long time, he let go, "Go to work, see you in the evening." ”

"See you in the evening." Ning Yuanlan opened the door and got out of the car as if he was running to the company.

Ling Mo sat in the driver's seat, looking at her shyness, the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened.