The waves rise and fall, and the graceful singing of Shu Ange is like a moving aria.

What she said was not only the lyrics, but also her heart, just to see if Chen Weiqing could understand it, and whether she was willing to understand it.

The salty sea breeze slapped on his face wetly, and Shu Ange's cheerful laughter was like a silver bell, sent into the distance by the sea breeze.

Chen Weiqing was wearing a suit, staring at her flying skirt, and her mood became lighter.

The greatest magic and miracle in his life was his encounter with her, and he was deeply attracted by her zeal for life, her determination to defend justice, and her bravery in fighting against the forces of evil.

After Shu Ange leaned on the railing and finished reading the lyrics with a smile, he suddenly smiled mysteriously at Chen Weiqing: "You stand here and wait, I'll come over later." ”

After she finished speaking, Xiao Xiaobu ran to the direction of the elevator, and when she was halfway through, she didn't forget to turn around and wave to Chen Weiqing, her bright smile was even more charming than the colorful night.

Chen Weiqing leaned on the railing, watching Shu Ange leave, and she circled to the other side of the deck.

There's a tourist reception spot that offers some drinks and refreshments, as well as some elaborate souvenirs. He couldn't guess what Shu Ange was going to do when he went around to the other side of the deck.

Just as Chen Weiqing's thoughts were diverging, the Shu'an singer took a fireworks stick, waved it at him, and trotted all the way over.

"Look, this, and this!"

She stuffed the fireworks stick into Chen Weiqing's hand, smiled and took out the lighter, and with a click, a cluster of small blue flames rushed out.

"Let's play with fireworks sticks!"

Shu Ange spoke, and after looking around, he sat up with his hand on the railing, and whispered to Chen Weiqing: "Sit up together and blow the sea breeze." ”

"Be careful of falling."

Chen Weiqing pressed her hand lightly and sat on the railing, supporting Shu Ange's waist with her right hand to prevent her from falling into the sea too excited, or falling backwards on the deck.

"I'll be careful."

Shu Ange took out a fireworks stick from Chen Weiqing's hand, lit it, and waved the circle in his hand.

Beautiful fireworks sticks, bursting into dazzling fireworks, she hummed nursery rhymes softly, and more than a hundred meters below her feet were the rolling waves.

"You can play too."

The firelight reflected Shu Ange's cheeks, and in her black grape-like eyes, there was starlight and firelight, as well as Chen Weiqing's cold and hard face.

He lit a firework stick, held it in his hand, and watched it slowly burn out, not shaking his arm like Shu Ange did.

"Ha, you have to move to look good."

Shu Ange jumped back to the deck from the railing, lit a firework stick in each hand, and happily danced the figure-eight dance.

"Lalala, I'm a little connoisseur selling fireworks~"

Chen Weiqing was infected by her emotions, lit a fireworks stick, and waved it gently.

He was a little stiff when he picked up the firework stick with his arm and picked up the fireworks, but seeing Shu Ange's radiant and happy appearance, Chen Weiqing couldn't bear to disappoint her.

After all the fireworks sticks were burned, the air was filled with a faint smell of fireworks.

Shu Ange breathed a long sigh of relief, and was about to raise the back of his hand to wipe the beads of sweat on his sideburns, but was stopped by Chen Weiqing reaching out.

He removed the white handkerchief from the pocket of his suit and wiped the beads of sweat off her.

"Thank you."

Shu Ange thanked him seriously, and took his skirt around to face the sea breeze.

"No thanks."

Chen Weiqing's mellow voice was blown away by the sea breeze, as if it was blowing from a distance.

Shu Ange stopped dancing and looked into his eyes quietly.