After editing a circle of friends for a long time, Ruan Zhiyin clicked send under Cheng Yuelin's gaze.
After the circle of friends was over, he didn't want to read other people's replies, but silently gave her a like.
Then, in a good mood, he packed up the biscuit packaging bag on the table, and leisurely went to the bathroom to take a shower.
It is clearly still separated by the time difference, it is already early morning in the country
But it didn't take long for the circle of friends to have a lot of likes.
In the WeChat group, Ye Yanchu also sent a message immediately.
[@ Ruan Zhiyin, this friend, didn’t you tell me that you were struggling a few hours ago? What is your circle of friends now? ]
Thinking of her state of mind in the evening, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but feel a little more embarrassed. She pursed her lower lip and typed with a smile—
[Probably, there will always be some surprises in life. ]
For example, Cheng Yuelin's unexpected confession.
Ye Yanchu: [So? ]
Ruan Zhiyin: [It should be considered, I have caught up. ]
Although it was him who confessed, the result was always the same. Speaking of which, the two fell in love as married, and they seemed to have an extra layer of protection for each other.
This kind of feeling, quite... wonderful.
Gu Linlang: [What are you doing, is it possible that you have changed your mind with a crooked fight? At the funeral, I felt that something was wrong with Cheng Yuelin. Couldn't he have planned it? ]
Seeing this news, Ruan Zhiyin frowned and fell into deep thought.
She was not prepared to change the groom, of course it could not be Cheng Yuelin's premeditated plan.
But after...
After thinking about it, the sound of the water pattering in the bathroom stopped.
As soon as Cheng Yuelin came out of the shower, he saw Ruan Zhiyin raised her head and looked at herself quietly, thoughtfully.
"What's wrong?"
He raised his hand, wiped his wet short hair with a thick towel, and then tilted his head to look at her.
Ruan Zhiyin paused for a while, then shook her head: "It's okay."
It was just a sudden guess, and if I asked now, it would seem like I was suspicious of him.
Putting her mind down, she smiled at the man: "Go to bed today."
He was tall, nestled on the cramped sofa, and he couldn't stretch his long legs straight, so how could he sleep well.
Cheng Yuelin's eyelids drooped slightly, and glanced at him: "Are you trying to squeeze me?"
Although he was silent for a second, he didn't think Ruan Zhiyin's words were a meaningful invitation.
Ruan Zhiyin pursed her lower lip: "I sleep on the sofa."
When the words fell, she couldn't help but explain to the man's quiet eyes, "Nothing else, I just... I'm afraid that if I don't sleep well, it will disturb you."
Ruan Zhiyin felt light, and Ye Yanchu would always go to her apartment to live with her on weekends. Once she noticed someone beside her in her sleep, she would wake up in the middle of the night.
She has also seen a psychiatrist. The other party said that it may be a stress reaction formed when she was abducted and trafficked as a child, so that she would always be subconsciously guarded when she slept.
Especially in an unfamiliar environment like a hotel.
In the orphanage, it was better. Even if he woke up occasionally, he would fall back asleep soon after. But after returning to Ruan's house, even if he slept alone, he often kept his eyes open until dawn.
Ruan Zhiyin often felt that she was a person with an imperfect character. Some of her self-conscious flaws, even Gu Linlang and Ye Yanchu didn't know.
Thinking of this, she said softly, "I'm sorry."
She doesn't really want to reveal her flaws that are different from others, but she doesn't want him to misunderstand anything.
Cheng Yuelin got up and walked over, sighing and rubbing her head: "Fool, why do you apologize to me?"
"The sofa is fine, but it's not that I haven't slept before. I'm a big man, and I sleep the same everywhere. Well, you go to the bedroom, go to bed early, and leave the island tomorrow."
Between the words, there is an attitude of indifference.
Ruan Zhiyin breathed a sigh of relief, paused for a while, no longer arguing, nodded and walked towards the bedroom.
Just two steps away, she suddenly turned her head again and called out, "A Lin."
"Ok?"
"Good night."
Cheng Yuelin smiled: "Good night."
…
Simple good night, but it makes people feel ironed.
Ruan Zhiyin lay down on the bed after taking a shower, looked in the direction of the door, and then put on the thin blanket and closed her eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because I experienced intense emotional ups and downs in an unfamiliar environment.
That night, Ruan Zhiyin had another dream that she often had when she was a child.
The cramped trunk was pitch black. Her small body was squeezed in the sultry heat around her, and her head was dizzy.
After an unknown amount of time, he was picked up in a daze and handed over to another person.
The unfamiliar smell on the other side made her struggle subconsciously. But the short arms have no strength at all, and can only be fastened in the arms of people.
The unfamiliar mountain road made her feel a little scared for no reason. She stretched out her hand, trying to grab something, and then dragged it to a nearby tree trunk.
Smelling the familiar smell of pine, Ruan Zhiyin's frowning brows parted and gradually relaxed, but she did not let go of the clenched hand.
Cheng Yuelin lowered his eyes in silence, caught a glimpse of the hand she was holding tightly, smiled helplessly, and wiped the thin sweat from her forehead with the other hand.
—
The next day, the sky was getting brighter and the sun shone into the room.
On the soft bed, the woman still hugged the man's arm tightly, and the two cuddled closely together.
Two seagulls flew from the coast in the distance, circled several spiral trajectories in the blue sky, and stopped on the railing of the open-air balcony facing the sea. After a few shouts, they both flew off the balcony.
But it woke Ruan Zhiyin.
She rubbed her eyes, opened a slit, and was stunned by the strong sunlight outside the window.
It wasn't until I came back to my senses that I realized what was wrong.
Turning his head in a daze, the man's familiar and handsome profile was enlarged in front of him, his eyelids were closed, his eyebrows stretched, and he removed his usual cold posture.
Ruan Zhiyin didn't know why Cheng Yuelin appeared on the bed in the bedroom, but the current situation was that she actually hugged the man's arm tightly.
One hand was still pressed by the other side, she tried to calm down, moved cautiously, and tried to withdraw the arm that was holding him.
One, two, three.
Just as he was about to finish, the man's long eyelashes suddenly trembled, and then he slowly opened his dark and deep eyes.
Directly meet Ruan Zhiyin's line of sight.
Cheng Yuelin glanced at her movements, and said with a clear smile: "What? He said that he couldn't sleep well, and when he was in a dream, he couldn't wait to hug me?"
Yesterday, I just wanted to see how she was sleeping, but I was caught. Afraid that the meeting would wake Ruan Zhiyin, she had no choice but to let her go. This time, he couldn't blame him.
Ruan Zhiyin was stared at by the man with a guilty conscience. After all, she did say this seriously.
The dream from last night had long since dissipated. She looked down at the hand holding her arm, frowning slightly, and was surprised that she had fallen asleep holding his arm until now.
"Probably, you are the exception." Ruan Zhiyin frowned, and murmured, "I may like you too much, so even in a dream, I don't want to let go?"
Her expression became a little more serious.
I like you so much.
Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, pinched his head to the end and tasted it again and again, the corners of his lips curved into a shallow arc, and then asked calmly, "Oh? What were you making troubles the other day?"
What he asked was Ruan Zhiyin's evasive attitude in the past few days. Even if she had already shown her cards, she still had to understand why she did this.
"Who asked you to say that you have a first love." Ruan Zhiyin muttered softly, then she lowered her eyes and explained hesitantly, "I just married me because I was afraid that you would be stimulated, and I didn't want to cause you trouble."
She had seen a surly child who was adopted and sent back to an orphanage in the name of 'too troublesome'.
I have also seen the old man who often delivered fruit to the children of the orphanage in the orchard next door. After being picked up by his son who went to the big city, he was sent back by his daughter-in-law in the name of 'trouble'.
Trouble is often the beginning of alienation, and she doesn't want to cause trouble.
Cheng Yuelinjing looked at her with a disappointed expression, stretched out her curled index finger, slid the tip of her nose lightly, and said warmly, "Ruan 嘤嘤, did I say that you don't need to be perfect. In front of me, no matter if you're happy or angry? You don't have to suppress your emotions."
She didn't want to cause trouble, and she always disciplined herself with perfect rules. He always hoped that she would be a little more arrogant.
The man's deep eyes that were close at hand showed seriousness, as if he saw the bottom of her heart.
Ruan Zhiyin was slightly startled, pondered for a while, and then chuckled: "Maybe I'm afraid... that there are too many shortcomings, which will make people close to them disgusted."
"In your eyes, I have no flaws?" Cheng Yuelin asked her with a smile.
Ruan Zhiyin was stunned for a while, but after all, she couldn't be too disobedient, she hesitated to return: "Actually... there are still some."
"Since I also have shortcomings, are you still disgusted with me because of my shortcomings?"
Ruan Zhiyin shook her head slightly.
She was used to getting along with Cheng Yuelin naturally, and her so-called shortcomings had long been accepted by her.
Cheng Yuelin patted her head and raised her eyebrows loosely: "So, even if you lose your temper, I won't find it troublesome. What's the matter, can't I spoil your petty temper?"
He was happy to spoil her temper.
It was still this condescending tone, but for some unknown reason, Ruan Zhiyin's eyes suddenly became sore.
After being silent for a while, she whispered, "Well, now I seem to be very happy."
He said that if you have emotions, you should tell him.
"Huh? What are you happy about?"
Ruan Zhiyin thought for a while, and then organized the language to describe her mood: "It feels like, I have been looking forward to a piece of cake for a long time, I just wanted to take a small bite, but you gave me a whole piece. Then tell me Me, these are mine, you gave me."
There is someone who wants to give her all the beauty and preciousness.
"Alin, you seem to be better than I thought."
To give her a sense of fortunate satisfaction.
Suddenly getting a compliment, Cheng Yuelin chuckled casually, hooked his lower lip cynically, and said in a clear voice, "Didn't I say it before, you are very discerning."
He took her slender and tender fingertips, played with interest twice, and then patted her: "Okay, get up, we have to leave the island later."
—
The two of them are going to a small island outside the main island today.
There is an apron in the backyard of the hotel, and after having something casual in the restaurant, the two got on the waiting helicopter and went to the island dozens of nautical miles away.
The whole island is a coral reef, and the seaside raised the foundation to build a luxurious villa. In addition, a yacht is docked on the beach in front of the villa.
The villa is backed by the mountains, empty and quiet, and it looks like a private island.
Cheng Yuelin took Ruan Zhiyin into the villa and let her stand in the living room to wait for a while, and then got two sets of snorkeling equipment from somewhere.
Ruan Zhiyin reached out to take it and asked casually, "Is there anyone else here?"
"Oh, the island was photographed by Bai Bo before. But there are only empty houses here, and it's inconvenient to live in, so it's better to stay on the main island."
Listening to the man's tone, buying an island is as random as buying a house.
Ruan Zhiyin paused, and said euphemistically, "Do you know that your tone is very similar to the Versailles that everyone often talks about."
"Versailles?"
"It's a potential show."
Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows lightly, and then whispered: "This island is also the joint property of our husband and wife. Ruan 嘤嘤, you can also consider it, my show is tying you with money."
Ruan Zhiyin opened her mouth, as if she suddenly understood that he did not sign the pre-nuptial property agreement on purpose, and smiled noncommittally.
The mood has become better.
The two changed into their wetsuits at the villa and stepped on the beach with their diving shoes.
The hot sun shone on the soft and delicate sand, which looked like a fine layer of gold. The water nearby is not too deep, it is very clear, and it is also suitable for snorkeling.
Cheng Yuelin helped her fix the mask and asked, "Have you ever snorkeled before?"
Ruan Zhiyin nodded. She had snorkeled several times before. The water here is not deep, so as long as she doesn't dive far, she should be able to handle it.
The 'I can' gesture is generous, but Ruan Zhiyin didn't expect that her snorkeling trip lasted less than half an hour, and she had to return to the shore.
Hurrying back to the villa, Cheng Yuelin looked at her flushed cheeks and frowned: "There is no sunburn cream here, let's go back first."
Even if the man didn't mock her, Ruan Zhiyin was a little embarrassed by the sudden sunburn.
It is very comfortable when snorkeling, just considering that it is not easy to apply sunscreen near the coral reef. I don't know if I should blame the water on the island for being too clear, and it left her blushing and itchy in less than half an hour.
Fortunately, the helicopter and the accompanying pilot have been waiting on the tarmac on the island and did not leave, and soon took the two back to the hotel on the main island.
She just hadn't dived for too long, and the sunburn was not serious.
After returning to the room, the waiter at the hotel brought the ointment thoughtfully. Ruan Zhiyin applied it to the reddened skin, but the redness quickly faded.
However, she accidentally scratched her fair arm out of the mouth. It seemed that she couldn't go into the water for the past two days to avoid infection of the wound.
"It seems a little pity."
Ruan Zhiyin looked at the red mark on her arm and couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Came to the seaside, but could not go into the water.
Cheng Yuelin seemed frustrated when he saw her, smiled, and asked casually, "I just came back, the beach outside was very lively, go and have a look?"
I don't know if the locals are too enthusiastic. Today, there will be a local festival on the beach in front of the hotel, and guests of the hotel will be invited to participate.
Just now Ruan Zhiyin and Cheng Yuelin came back, and the waiter who greeted the two in a sightseeing bus smiled and showed his white teeth. The general direction made an invitation to the two, but he was too enthusiastic to refuse.
Ruan Zhiyin thought about it, she couldn't go into the water anyway, it would be good to experience the local etiquette, so she nodded.
The two changed their clothes and went to the lively beach.
The chairs placed in twos and threes on the beach were all full of people, including foreign tourists and locals who came to participate in the festival.
They found a place to sit down, someone standing on the rock in front of them dancing, and the crowd cheered one after another.
The waiter stepped forward and handed them two bowls of wine in coconut shells, which were warmly recommended as a local specialty.
Half a coconut shell holds grey wine.
Ruan Zhiyin took a sip, the taste was very light, but the tip of her tongue was a little numb. It looks like muddy water, but it has a spicy stamina to drink.
It's an unacceptable taste.
She pursed her lips and frowned, turned her head to look at Cheng Yuelin, but the other party didn't change his face, and there was not a drop left.
Seeing this, Ruan Zhiyin couldn't help but ask, "Do you like to drink?"
"I don't like it." Cheng Yuelin looked at her sideways, finished in a low voice, and then said, "Do you want me to change my face in front of so many people?"
Although he didn't like it, he still wanted to have face.
The price of pride is to suffer face and death.
Ruan Zhiyin smiled and handed him the bowl of wine in her hand: "Is this bowl for you too?"
She really couldn't accept the taste, but it was kindly given to her, so it's not good if she doesn't drink it.
The man glanced at her, took it reluctantly, and drank it a few times.
After a pause, he frowned and said, "Well, I'll go to the bathroom first."
After speaking, Cheng Yuelin got up and walked away.
Ruan Zhiyin felt that his back was eager.
She seemed to have succeeded in the prank, smiled and shook her head, and continued to watch the lively performance on the beach.
After a while, his vision was blocked by a figure that suddenly appeared.
Ruan Zhiyin raised her head, the boy in front of her was somewhat familiar, the one she met at the bar yesterday.
After thinking about it, the other party should also be a tourist, so it is not surprising to come here to watch the ceremony of the festival.
Glancing at the empty seats beside Ruan Zhiyin, Shen You took the lead: "Sister, I saw you separated just after leaving the house yesterday. It doesn't feel like a husband and wife."
The implication is that Ruan Zhiyin deliberately used Cheng Yuelin to send him away when he was in the bar.
After leaving the bar yesterday, Ruan Zhiyin was really thinking about something, so she did follow Cheng Yuelin a few steps behind.
"What do you want to say?" she asked, frowning.
Shen You smiled: "I was there when you were shopping at the Gendiao Store yesterday. My name is Shen You, I just want to be a friend with you."
Yesterday, she finished choosing the root carving, and gave the elderly root carving master a generous tip in a soft voice.
He has never seen such a girl who is so gentle to the bones, and he really wants to know each other when he meets him.
Ruan Zhiyin raised her eyes and looked past Shen You, who was in front of him, and landed on the dark-eyed man behind him.
Shen You also seemed to have noticed something, turned his head with a frown, saw the man who had a relationship yesterday, opened his mouth: "You..."
He thought that the two just met by chance.
Ruan Zhiyin stood up and took Cheng Yuelin's hand. Aware of his faint unhappiness, he paused and soothed him with a kiss on the man's tough profile.
Then he looked at Shen You: "You misunderstood. He is indeed my husband. We just had a fight yesterday."
If you don't leave again, I'm afraid you'll be in trouble again.
Silence for a while.
Cheng Yuelin looked down at her, then glanced at Shen You, and said calmly: "The couple is having an awkward fight. It's just fun. Why, this gentleman doesn't seem to understand?"
When the words fell, he raised his eyebrows again: "I don't know, it's okay, I will understand when I get married. But don't worry about other people's objects, are you right?"
The man looked serious, but only Ruan Zhiyin knew that when he spoke, he gently scratched her palm with the pulp of his finger in a punishing manner, and the rubbing of his skin brought a burst of itchiness.
But she was pretending to be okay.
After being ridiculed for a while, Shen You's face was not very good-looking, he paused, and turned to leave.
Ruan Zhiyin turned her head to look at Cheng Yuelin, sighed and smiled, "Alin, why are you so jealous."
The two returned to their previous positions.
Cheng Yuelin pursed his lower lip and frowned slightly.
After a long silence, he glanced at her and asked in a low voice, "You hate this?"
Ruan Zhiyin was stunned for a while, and then realized that he was asking himself if he hated him being jealous.
She thought about it carefully, and shook her head gently: "Actually, I can't say I hate it."
After a pause, he went on to explain: "Probably because I think you are jealous because you care about me?"
If he is calm at this moment, he has no emotions at all, and he doesn't seem to be so happy.
Who knew that just after she finished speaking, Cheng Yuelin suddenly looked at her and smiled: "Then you are wrong."
Before Ruan Zhiyin could open her mouth to ask, the man raised his eyebrows leisurely, took her in his arms and said, "If I learned to be generous and not jealous, would it be that I don't care about you?"
The posture looked very arrogant, but Ruan Zhiyin couldn't hold back, and she giggled as she nestled beside his neck.
—
On the beach, the festive performance ends.
It was getting late, and the crowd had dispersed.
Cheng Yuelin led her to get up, but didn't plan to go back to the hotel, saying that he wanted to take her to another place.
When she went out just now, Ruan Zhiyin wore a pair of flat shoes with her feet exposed. Walking on the beach at this time, a lot of sand has entered the shoes.
The sand on the beach is a little damp, but it is not easy to clean up, and it is a little uncomfortable to stick to the feet.
Cheng Yuelin saw that she slowed down, turned her head and asked, "Walking behind your back?"
Although it was a question, the man lowered his body when he spoke.
The seaside was silent except for the sound of the advancing and retreating waves.
There was no one around, so Ruan Zhiyin didn't wiggle any more, and wrapped her arms around the man's neck.
"where are we going?"
"You'll know when you arrive."
Ruan Zhiyin was suspicious, so mysterious
Cheng Yuelin walked on her back for more than ten minutes, did not let her go after leaving the beach, and finally reached a slightly higher mountain.
Looking down from here, you can overlook the night view of the island.
But what surprised Ruan Zhiyin was the scene in front of her when she was put down by the man.
The surroundings have been carefully arranged, and the ground is full of candles and flowers dotted with stars, forming a narrow road. At the end, a swing entwined with flower vines stood there quietly.
Cheng Yuelin led her to the swing.
"You are?" She looked back at him.
As soon as the voice fell, a few squeaks came—
In the dim sky, colorful fireworks suddenly rose, and the bright colors bloomed in the air. The dazzling fireworks filled the black curtain, blurred and dreamy, for a long time.
In a trance, the man's deep and mellow voice came: "Here is a gift, a gift from flowers to offer Buddha."
Ruan Zhiyin turned her head and saw that Cheng Yuelin handed over a wooden box, the red paint on the corners had been knocked off a lot, and it looked very old.
She opened it in a daze, and in the box was an old pocket watch, something she was very familiar with.
Ruan Zhiyin's eyes suddenly became wet when she saw the not-so-smooth pen characters on the inside of the wooden box, and tears condensed.
[Yinyin, I can't accompany you on your birthday this time, but Grandpa hopes you can be happy in the future. ]
After returning to Ruan's house, grandpa would always ask Uncle Liu to serve her a bowl of longevity noodles on her birthday. During the years abroad, my grandfather would also call her on her birthday.
Now that Grandpa is gone, Cheng Yuelin gave her this gift in this form.
Somehow, the gap in my heart seemed to be quietly filled. The parting that originally made her a little regretful seemed to be a lot more fulfilled.
"Ruan 嘤嘤, happy birthday."
In the sound of fireworks, she heard his voice.
Seeing the tears in the corners of her eyes, Cheng Yuelin took out a handkerchief and wiped it for her.
"Well, I originally prepared these things to confess, but now it's-"
He stopped before he finished speaking.
He paused and whispered, "Do you like it?"
Ruan Zhiyin smiled and put her head on his shoulder, silent for a moment, then nodded: "The fireworks are very beautiful, but I care more about this gift from grandpa than this fireworks, thank you."
Cheng Yuelin raised his eyebrows lightly: "But I heard people say that this is called romance. Wouldn't you like it more?"
Ruan Zhiyin raised her eyes to look at him, realizing that he was really not good at this, but still clumsily wanted to create some romance for her.
Then I thought of what he said yesterday, that he has been learning to be a good husband.
She breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him with some strength, shook her head, and muttered: "If I insist, I prefer to be with you."
Travel or romance.
She probably prefers to be at home with him.
Maybe it's eating dinner together at home, or watching TV on the sofa for a while, or maybe standing next to him and watching him change the light bulb.
It's just these little things that make her inexplicably feel that she has a home she has been looking forward to for a long time.
Under the darkness of night, her eyes shone brightly, with soft emotions, and her delicate face was particularly moving.
Cheng Yuelin's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was low—
"Ruan 嘤嘤."
"Ok?"
"I'm going to kiss you."
"Then you... kiss."