Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

For dinner, Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun had an open-air barbecue by the sea.

Sitting at the table next to Song Qingnian and Su Zhinian, they were a couple of similar ages. From the conversations they chatted with, Song Qingnian knew that they had been in love for six years and had been to Hainan more than ten times. This time they came to take wedding photos. They are scheduled to get married on the day of March 14th on White Day.

The two looked very affectionate, and the man holding the IPAD read what they had imagined in college at the beginning: "Owning a home does not need to be particularly large, but it can be good enough to withstand the wind and rain."

The woman sitting opposite the man nodded with a smile, and said, "This beauty, which we achieved last month, can be crossed out."

The man knocked on the IPAD screen a few times as the woman instructed, and then went on to read: "Buying a car does not need to be particularly expensive, you can just walk around."

"This was realized last year, and it can be crossed out..."

Men have read a lot, and most of the good things they once imagined have come true at this time, leaving only a few of them: "Keep an Alaska."

"Birth a baby."

"Travel around the world together."

...

The beautiful things they envisioned are really simple and ordinary, a dream that any couple in the world can realize.

However, such a simple and pure dream that everyone can achieve as long as he works hard is a dream that can never be touched by Song Qingchun.

In fact, Song Qingzhen really doesn't want to listen to the conversation between the couple next to her. She really wants to be happy, happy and Su Zhinian after the last time of their date, just the speech of the couple around her. Some were so big that she couldn't escape at all. At the end, the voice of her and Su Zhinian started to tremble, and even the lips that had been holding up all the time began to sag.

Su Zhinian seemed to have a long sigh of relief, stretched out his hand, took the bamboo stick in her palm, took her hand, and stood up.

He greeted the waiter to check out and took her away from the open-air barbecue.

The villa is in front of the open-air barbecue, but Su Zhinian pointed to the back: "Walk for a walk?"

On this beach, in the afternoon, Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian had walked through again, but after hearing his proposal, she nodded with a smile, and said easily, "Okay."

Su Zhinian grabbed her hand tightly, took her, slowly stepped on the beach and walked forward.

Every ten meters or so, Song Qingchun will see a couple sitting on the beach, or a couple standing hugging and kissing.

Such a romantic atmosphere, even with the sea breeze blowing slowly, was stained with a hint of sweet color.

Perhaps due to the influence of the environment, Song Qingchun’s entire body was tighter on Su Zhinian’s arm. As she walked slowly with him, she thought of the couple’s conversation while eating barbecue. She knew she was whimsical, but she still whimsically opened her mouth to Su Zhinian: "Su Zhinian, if one day, if we get married, where do we go to take wedding photos?"

Su Zhinian shook Song Qingchun's hand and shuddered abruptly. He knew from her heart that she was dreaming in the daytime, but he still cooperated with her to start the daydream: "Where do you want to go?" Ancient Rome? Paris? Aegean Sea?"