Yang Kun and Qian Xinxin came to the river and rented a boat to go rafting on the river.
Looking at the bright lights on both sides of the river and the quiet environment by the river, it seems as if they are separated into two worlds, one is brightly lit and bustling, and the other is quiet and peaceful, tranquil and natural.
Qian Xinxin and Yang Kun sat on the boat, quietly enjoying the quiet time.
Maybe it is because a quiet environment always makes it easier for people to relax, or maybe it is because this quiet place makes people want to talk, so after Yang Kun and Qian Xinxin enjoyed the quiet time for a while, they prepared to say what was in their hearts.
Yang Kun hugged Qian Xinxin, who was half leaning on him, and looked at the Kongming lanterns flying in the sky together, then he spoke softly.
"Xinxin, I want to thank you. Thank you for giving me a sincere love. I will treat it well and keep it in my heart. I will never forget it and it will never fade. I will keep it in my heart and treasure it for a lifetime. When we are old, we can take it out and reminisce about it. Then I will tell our descendants about these memories."
Qian Xinxin nestled in Yang Kun's arms and laughed at the scene he described. But in her heart, she also longed for the scene Yang Kun described.
"Thank you, too. Thank you for giving me a sincere love. To be honest, I didn't expect to be with you. After all, you always bullied me and made me so angry that I wanted to beat you to death. Who could have thought that today, we would really be together and become a couple?"
Yang Kun rubbed Qian Xinxin's hair and said with a smile: "Yes, at first you were a willful young lady with a bad temper in my mind, but later, the longer I knew you, the more I realized that you were not willful at all, but rather very beautiful."
"Yeah?"
Qian Xinxin couldn't help laughing when she thought of the chaos when she and Yang Kun first met, and their mutual disdain for each other.
"It's so good now. I really hope we can be together forever."
"Yes."
Yang Kun hugged Qian Xinxin tightly in his arms, as if he was holding the most precious person.
"If, I say if."
Qian Xinxin looked at the quiet river and murmured, "If one day you find that I am dead, don't be sad for me. You must live well and live with my share."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Yang Kun hugged Qian Xinxin tightly, and his heart ached when he thought of that possibility.
"No, I will protect you and my sister, as well as my friends and partners. I will protect you and will not let you get hurt."
"I know, Kun."
Qian Xinxin held Yang Kun's hand, as if to give him some courage.
"Ah Kun, I know everything. If you can, you will protect us for the rest of our lives. But Ah Kun, this world changes too much, and accidents always come quietly. No one can guarantee that there will be no accidents. Ah Kun, I just hope that when an accident happens, you will not be sad, because I really hope that you can live happily."
"How can I live happily without you? Don't say that, Xinxin, I won't let this happen."
Yang Kun suddenly thought of the crisis in the fog, sighed, and then said: "Actually, I also want to say, if one day, I accidentally..."
"Don't talk nonsense."
Qian Xinxin stood up and covered Yang Kun's mouth, interrupting him.