Qin Moling didn't like to take pictures since he was a child. This time, the wedding photos had to be taken in eight places. He wondered why he agreed to grandma right away.
"When will the wedding dress be custom-made?" he asked.
The old lady Qin had already made arrangements, "You don't need to worry about it. Your mother and I contacted the wedding dress designer when you first received the certificate. The wedding dress worn in the photo and the wedding dress were designed by different designers."
For their young couple to take wedding photos, she and her daughter-in-law looked through dozens of wedding magazines.
In addition to tailoring for Jian Hang, he also borrowed a wedding dress. The wedding dress was only for the exhibition. The daughter-in-law entrusted several friends to borrow it, and it was airlifted directly to Santorini.
The old lady didn't tell her grandson about details that were too trivial, for fear that Qin Moling would think her wordy.
Qin Moling seemed to have no intention of saying: "Buy a few more dresses and skirts for Jian Hang."
The old lady Qin didn't understand her grandson's intentions, and understood it as an expression, "You don't need to buy a dress, the photographer arranges it himself. What color and style of clothes are suitable for the scene. The photographer has experience, and what we buy may not necessarily have a photo effect."
Qin Moling wanted grandma to buy some skirts for Jian Hang, but grandma misunderstood.
Euphemistic hints won't work, and he is straightforward: "Jian Hang doesn't have much clothes, and the wardrobe in the cloakroom is mostly empty. I can't treat her badly. You and my mother can see what clothes are suitable and fill the wardrobe."
The old lady Qin was worried that there was no reason for them to get along with each other, "The clothes you usually wear are no better than wedding dresses, let Xiaohang choose them yourself, and you will pay after you follow."
After a long time of talking, the ball was kicked back.
Qin Moling felt that grandma didn't intend to help, so he had to give up, "Okay, I understand."
The old lady Qin still has to discuss with Jian Hang the specific time to go to Santorini, "Let's talk later, I'll ask Xiao Hang when he's free."
Qin Moling changed his mind, "Grandma, I'll ask her."
The old lady Qin couldn't wish for it, "Then you can discuss it and tell me, and I will contact the photographer."
Before hanging up the phone, grandma asked him again: "Do you book the hotel yourself?"
"Well, I'll let Secretary Gao order it."
The last time Qin Moling called Jian Hang was more than ten days ago. During this period of time, there was a time difference, and he always sent messages.
He didn't contact her every day, but every now and then, he would ask her how she was doing.
Qin Moling directly entered Jian Hang's number and dialed. He remembered her number after reading it once.
Jian Hang was eating lunch. He had a meeting all morning and had to continue in the afternoon. He ordered takeaway to eat in the meeting room.
The phone vibrates, and the caller ID: Qin
Jian Hang swiped the answer button and put the phone close to his ear.
There were other colleagues beside her, she lowered her voice: "Did you take a nap?"
"No." Qin Moling heard the slight movement of her chewing, "Are you eating?"
"Well, the meeting just ended."
If it was in the past, Jian Hang would put down his chopsticks, call him politely, and eat after the call, but now she won't feel impolite while chatting while eating.
"Stomach doesn't hurt." She said proactively.
Qin Moling was not in a hurry to chat about taking wedding photos, and asked, "What did you have for lunch?"
"Mushu meat, small green vegetables, steamed eggs with shrimps, and mushroom soup." Jian Hang told him one by one, "very light."
When Qin Moling heard the steamed eggs with shrimps, he couldn't help but ask, "Is there any delicious stew I made?"
"No." In fact, Jian Hang hadn't eaten yet. She put down her chopsticks and scooped up a spoonful, feeling that there was something missing.
"What about you? Have you eaten?" She continued the conversation.
This is the longest they've ever chatted.
Qin Moling said: "Well, I've eaten it a long time ago."
He got to the point: "Grandma called me just now and asked us to take wedding photos. I chose Santorini as the first stop. When are you free?"
"June 2nd." She can spare a few days that week.
Jian Hang has been to Santorini, but the holidays are limited, and she has to go back to work on projects if she doesn't stay enough. When Grandma Qin decided on the wedding photo spots, she asked her for her opinion, asked her where she liked, and added it.
She added Santorini.
The call lasted eleven minutes, breaking the record of her call with Qin Moling.
After closing the line, Jian Hang edited the remarks and changed "Qin" to "husband".
After the time was confirmed, Qin Moling asked Secretary Gao to book a seaside cliff hotel in advance.
At the end of May, Qin Moling sent a message to Jian Hang: [Are you flying from Shanghai?]
Jian Hang: [Yes.]
On the second day, Jian Hang got up early to go to the airport, was getting dressed, and received a message from Qin Moling.
Husband: [I will fly there with you.]
Immediately afterwards, he sent his location.
Others are now in Shanghai.
The nude pink T-shirt on Jian Hang was half covered, she hesitated for a moment, took it off, and took out a black slim-fit T-shirt from the closet to put it on.
Every time she takes a long-distance flight, she always dresses comfortably, and today is the same, with denim wide-leg high-waisted pants and a basic black T-shirt.
The driver took her to the airport ahead of schedule.
Qin Moling came half an hour earlier than her and waited for her in the VIP lounge.
When Jian Hang went to look for someone, he scanned around roughly, but he didn't see any familiar figure.
"Here." A cold voice came from behind.
Jian Hang turned his head and was stunned for a while.
She is used to seeing him in trousers and shirts. She has known him for so long, and she has never seen him wear clothes other than business suits. Today he is wearing casual trousers and a black POLO shirt on his upper body. He looks more slender and stylish. She almost didn't dare to recognize this plastic husband.
Whether he wears formal or casual clothes, he has an indescribable masculinity.
She had an inexplicable possessive desire for him before, which was largely due to his skin.
Qin Moling brought two glasses of white water and gave her one.
Her stomach is not suitable for drinking too much coffee, so he drank plain water with her.
Jian Hang took the paper cup and thanked him.
It's been too long since we haven't seen each other, even if we call each other frequently, we still feel unfamiliar.
On the way to Santorini, she had a total of less than 20 words with Qin Moling. After seeing each other, it would be better to chat on the phone freely.
Except for eating and sleeping, Jian Hang is busy with work.
Qin Moling is similar to her.
Secretary Gao booked a romantic hotel for them in the small town of Oia. She booked two rooms in total. The two accompanying bodyguards stayed opposite, and she and Qin Moling stayed in one room.
The room is good everywhere, except that there is only one bed.
Secretary Gao didn't know the real situation of their husband and wife, and Qin Moling didn't say it clearly.
The bed was a king size, big enough for two to sleep on either side.
But sleeping on the same bed, just thinking about it in your head, there is an indescribable charm.
Jian Hang planned to ask the hotel for more quilts, so she slept on the sofa.
The town in the evening is very beautiful, Jian Hang changed into a white dress with suspenders, "I'm going to go shopping nearby."
Qin Moling was processing emails in front of the computer. When he looked up, his gaze stayed on her fair neck for a few seconds, and then fell on her slender arms.
After a momentary absence, he nodded, not intending to go with her, "Come back early." He arranged for a bodyguard to accompany her out.
Qin Moling still remembered the meal he owed her, and planned to treat her tonight. He will discuss the dishes with the restaurant owner later, so he has no time to hang out with her.
After Jian Hang went out, Qin Moling turned off the computer, changed into clothes and went to the restaurant next door.
This is the second time for Jian Hang to come to Oia. The last time he came here for a vacation, he stayed here for two days and enjoyed the sunset. Today he didn't go to join in the fun.
She walked slowly along the main road, took a few photos and sent them to Moments, mainly for her parents and grandparents.
Soon someone in Moments liked and left a comment, and she clicked on it, and it was Tan Ye: [Are you also in Oia now? ? !]
This was the first time she had known Tan Min for so long, and she had seen him use two question marks and one exclamation mark.
It is incredible to meet acquaintances in a small scenic spot abroad.
Unexpectedly, he and his cousin came to Santorini to relax.
Before Jian Hang could reply, Tan Yan called her, "When did you arrive?"
"Half an hour ago." Jian Hang smiled, "What a coincidence."
Tan Yan also laughed, "That's not true."
His side was noisy, and Jian Hang guessed that he was watching the sunset.
The town is not big, and they happened to meet each other, Jian Hang invited: "Let's have dinner together tonight?"
"No problem, my cousin and I have reserved a table for four people."
Jian Hang: "Qin Moling is still working overtime, I'll ask him when he will finish his work."
Her marriage with Qin Moling was gradually on the right track. If given the opportunity, she would naturally be willing to bring him to be acquainted with her friends.
Tan Fen and he were able to chat together, and they got along quite well at her house that time.
After hanging up Tan Fen's phone, Jian Hang sent a message to Qin Moling: [Tan Fen and his cousin are also in Oia, invite them to dinner tonight, are you free?]
At this time, Qin Moling was confirming the dishes with the boss in the restaurant. He had contacted the boss through acquaintances half a month ago. For this dinner, many ingredients were airlifted from other countries.
He also made an appointment to play the violin.
Qin Moling wanted her to come back, but even if she came back to have dinner with him, the original surprise would be discounted, more or less, there would be regrets.
He told his boss to postpone it until tomorrow night.
After being calm for a few seconds, he replied: [you eat, I still have overseas video conferences.]
Jian Hang understood, [Then you have a meeting. What to eat? I pack it up and take it home.]
[No, you eat, I'll let the hotel deliver the food.]
Jian Hang put away his mobile phone and went to find the hotel that Tan Chen booked.
The last rays of the setting sun faded away, and the tourists who watched the sunset dispersed one after another.
Jian Hang waited in the restaurant for half an hour, Tan Fen and his cousin arrived late.
She had seen photos of his cousin in the chat circle of friends, and she was no stranger to seeing real people.
"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long." Tan Yan apologized before sitting down.
Jian Hang smiled, "The night view is beautiful, I didn't see enough of you so I came here."
This is an open-air restaurant with a breathtaking view of the coastline.
Before Tan Chen introduced her, the cousin came to know her well, and took the initiative to say hello to Jian Hang.
She often heard her cousin talk about Jian Hang's father, and occasionally brought Jian Hang up a few words. Jian Hang's circle of friends never posted selfies. She didn't know what Jian Hang looked like, but her cousin said he looked good.
Finally seeing her true face today, she seriously suspected that her cousin had a problem with his eyes. Jian Hang's appearance was clearly a ceiling, but he just said it was good.
She basically didn't understand the topics that Jian Hang talked with her cousin, and she was not interested. She entertained herself and took beautiful photos to post on her blog.
Jian Hang asked Tan Yan: "After resting for so long, have you decided to leave home? Or do you plan to start a new stove and do it yourself?"
Tan Yan never thought of doing it alone. If he has no background in the venture capital circle, if he wants to do something alone, it depends on luck, and luck is similar to metaphysics. He never blocks it.
"I haven't rested enough, let's talk about it after the summer."
They ate this meal for more than two hours and chatted happily.
Tan Yan wanted to send Jian Hang back, "Where do you live?"
"No need to send it off." Jian Hang pointed to the tall man not far from the road, "Qin Moling's bodyguard."
Tan Fen: "Then call me when you return to China."
They parted at the door of the restaurant.
Jian Hang wandered all the way back to the hotel, passing by the front desk of the hotel, she asked to deliver a quilt to the room.
Back in the room, Qin Moling was lying on the balcony railing, with his back facing the bedroom, holding a goblet in his hand, facing the endless blue and mysterious Aegean Sea.
Jian Hang gently closed the door, and he didn't look back when he heard the sound.
Jian Hang turned on the light, and saw clearly that Qin Moling was wearing pajamas, and he had already taken a bath.
"Have you had dinner?" she asked concerned.
Qin Moling took another sip of the red wine, swallowing all the emotions in his heart along with the wine.
He turned around, his tone was the same as usual, "I've eaten."
Jian Hang nodded, put down the bag, took the nightgown from the box, and went to the bathroom.
Not long after, the hotel staff knocked on the door and delivered the quilt.
Qin Moling took the quilt, don't think about it, it was Jian Hang's intention, she wanted to sleep separately from him.
He stared at the quilt for a long time, put the quilt on the sofa, and returned to the terrace.
Half an hour later, Jian Hang came out of the shower, her hair was also dried, and she had just applied lotion on her face, so she patted it gently.
Standing at the end of the bed for a while, she looked at Qin Moling's back: "What time will the makeup artist come tomorrow?"
Qin Moling didn't turn around, just stared at Haier in front of him, "Seven o'clock."
Jian Hang turned off the lights in the bedroom, only the floor lamp next to the sofa was on, and the lights on the coastline.
The lighting in the room was just right.
She picked up a pillow from the bed and put it on the sofa, "I'll sleep on the sofa tonight."
The sofa is ninety centimeters wide, enough for her to sleep on.
It is impossible for Qin Moling to let her sleep on the sofa, "You sleep on the bed."
Jian Hang: "No, the length of the sofa is just right for me, not enough for you to sleep on." The sofa is actually enough for Qin Moling to sleep on, but it's not spacious. She shook off the quilt and nestled in the sofa to play with her mobile phone.
She had already occupied the sofa, and Qin Moling didn't insist on letting her sleep on the bed.
She was on a business trip in Sioux City for almost two months, and Jian Hang had no time to play games. It was rare for her to be free today, so she logged into her account.
It's just that before she could enjoy herself, she felt dizzy and a little nauseous while looking at the game page.
The last time she was hospitalized, Jian Hang also had this symptom while playing games. At that time, she thought it was because she was hungry, so she asked Qin Moling to buy her pancakes and fruits.
But tonight, she's not hungry.
I do not feel dizzy so much without looking at a picture of a game.
Jian Hang's heart skipped a beat, she fainted 3D.
She fell ill, and she actually started to faint in 3D.
For a moment, sadness came from it.
Games are her only entertainment after work. If she can't even play 3D games in the future, what hope is there for her to rest.
"Qin Moling." She called him.
Because the dinner was ruined, and now she had to sleep separately again, Qin Moling couldn't be happy, but no matter how unhappy he was, he didn't have any temper when facing her.
He came in from the terrace, "what's the matter?"
Jian Hang didn't know why he had to tell him, maybe he was in a bad mood, and he needed to talk about it, to distract him, "I'm dizzy with 3D, and I can't play games."
"..."
Qin Moling was angry while comforting her: "I didn't sleep well on the plane, it's because of jet lag."
He slightly raised his chin to the floor lamp next to her, signaling her: "Turn off the light and go to sleep. Just sleep and you'll be fine."
Jian Hang couldn't deceive himself that the 3D dizziness was caused by jet lag, "I have had this situation for a long time, and I didn't take it seriously."
Qin Moling: "Playing games hurts the eyes, not being able to play is not necessarily a bad thing."
"..."
It doesn't make sense with him, a person who thinks playing games is playing with things.
Jian Hang put the phone aside and lay down, "You go to bed early, too."
Qin Moling put down his wine glass and went to the bathroom to wash up briefly.
There were roses specially scattered by the hotel on the bed, and he cleaned the petals aside.
When Qin Moling was lying on the bed, Jian Hang reached out to turn off the light.
The sofa is at most three or four meters away from the bed. The room is very quiet, and the movement of turning over is very clear.
She was not used to sleeping in the same room as Qin Moling, so she narrowed her eyes, opened them for a while and then closed them again.
More than an hour later, she still couldn't fall asleep.
Jian Hang said: "Are you asleep?"
After two seconds, Qin Moling said, "No."
Like her, he couldn't sleep at all.
There are other reasons as well.
She couldn't sleep just now, she kept thinking about the 3D dizziness, the game account was really reluctant to give up.
Jian Hang lay on his side, propped his head, and discussed with Qin Moling: "If you are not sleepy, how about I teach you how to play games?"
Qin Moling: "..."
Been mad at her all night, and didn't let him go before going to sleep.