The president is committing suicide

Shen Cong was sitting in the passenger seat. He looked calm on the outside, but he was actually very nervous inside.

Ever since her car accident, he always didn't want her to drive out by herself. The first few times she drove out alone, he always followed behind secretly. He didn't trust anyone.

Now, even when I sit next to her, I have to do it many times and it slips out of my mouth.

"Look at how steady I am, right? Xiao Mimi drives like a racing car, much more courageous than me."

Ding Jiaying's eyes were fixed on the road ahead and she didn't notice Shen Cong's slightly furrowed brows.

"Then you dare to ride in her car?"

"I didn't dare. Later, I took the family car. It was better to drive myself than to follow her. My heart wanted to live two more days."

Shen Cong felt relieved when he saw that Ding Jiaying didn't seem to be joking.

After an hour's drive, they had left everything in the city behind.

The willow trees by the lake have shed their catkins and are now covered in lush green shade.

The boundless water surface is rippling with ripples, like someone's dream.

Ding Jiaying is very satisfied with the present situation. The sun is warm, the green trees have the smell of green trees, the fragrance of flowers is gradually becoming stronger, and her lover is by her side.

"Like it?"

She asked Shen Cong.

Her smiling and satisfied look made it hard for Shen Cong to say no, but he was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say you would celebrate my birthday?"

The wind blew Ding Jiaying's long hair and tickled her face playfully. She brushed it away gently and turned her head: "Yes, it's for your birthday."

In fact, Shen Cong would be happy no matter what, but she had been so solemn and nervous before, it should not be for the purpose of taking him to see a wild lake today.

"Don't have so many people. Remove all the irrelevant ones."

"what?"

"I mean, that's what I thought."

While he was stunned, Ding Jiaying had already put her arms around his waist and leaned softly against him.

"I also thought that if I could use the same tricks I used to seduce you, I could experience the moment when you fall in love with me, or the moment when I fall in love with you."

Shen Cong lowered his head and couldn't see her face, and she buried herself in his chest.

"No. That's not..."

"I know." Ding Jiaying interrupted him, "Listen to me."

Shen Cong reached out his hand and stroked her hair, his heart filled with tenderness and he could only say one word: good.

"How extraordinary and spectacular does it have to be to show that a person loves someone? Those eye-catching actions, are they meant to make them bear witness or to make them back off? If I really perform a song from the past, stepping on clumsy dance steps, imitating others, will it make things worse? Serving a man with beauty will not last long, and are you really a person who only sees good colors? Do I underestimate you or myself?"

"My happiness or the happiness you feel, I feel it between meals. When I opened my eyes and saw you, I thought I was in a dream, I was thinking, if the happiness in the dream is within the reach of my fingertips, why should I try so hard to verify it?"

"Originally, I didn't need so many people and things to prove my feelings. So I changed my previous plan temporarily. I won't go to those private and high-end restaurants, I won't listen to that music, I won't let you watch me dance, I don't need to see anyone, it's just the two of us, okay?"

Ding Jiaying said it very seriously and devoutly. During the days when she couldn't sleep well for a few days, she thought about many things that Xiao Mimi said.

She always motivates herself to move forward, to fight and snatch, to prove her love and to confirm his love.

Only Ding Jiaying herself knows that these are things that happen as naturally as flowing water.

Shen Cong didn't say anything, but just held Ding Jiaying's hands tighter.

Ding Jiaying actually knew the answer, but she didn't give in until she heard it. She raised her head and stared into his eyes with her bright eyes: "I can't remember what happened in the past. But as long as I love you now, it's still the same. Do you still love me the same?"

Shen Cong's hands trembled, and he couldn't help but smile like a flower: "I love you. More than you love me. There is no better birthday gift than this."

Somehow his eyes looked like lake water, sparkling and colorful.

Ding Jiaying seemed to be tempted into all things soft and warm, and her heart softened.

Stay by the wild lake, lie on the grass, shaded by the big trees, stretch your feet out into the sunshine to seek a little warmth.

The two of them lay there idly, and when their fingers were intertwined, they felt as if time had stopped, and the only things in the universe were the two people's breathing.

I don’t know what Shen Cong thinks, but Ding Jiaying feels like she really enjoys this feeling of emptiness.

It's so empty that it feels like it's floating on the earth.

They didn't bring much food, just a bag of peanuts and a bottle of wine.

Ding Jiaying said that she had arranged everything for today and asked Shen Cong not to interfere.

So they didn't open the wine bottle, but just looked at the bottle and laughed.

I don’t know who bought this bag of peanuts, but they were so salty that I wanted to beat the salt seller to death.

After taking two bites, neither of them wanted to eat another one.

The two of them were bored and played skipping games on the water's edge for a while, watching the stones that jumped the most times on the water's surface.

They seemed to have forgotten their identities and responsibilities, as well as any love or hatred they might have had in the past. They were just two people in love. They spent their time recklessly like two children, playing some boring games.

It’s like feeling your feet step on the grass, and the slightly prickly touch brings you real pleasure.

The pure happy time they spent together made Ding Jiaying even more convinced that even without much of the past, they were still in love.

She had no idea of ​​excessive love, but in the future, just like now, they would have more happy moments related to each other.

She used the simple joy of love, the sunshine, the lake, the breeze, and the pure smile to cover all the sensory stimulations that may have existed on that birthday. The heartbeat is more deadly than the bodybeat.

"Hey, who are you? Don't you see the sign over there? No one is allowed to enter here!"

A rough voice drilled into Ding Jiaying's ears, breaking her wandering thoughts.

A hand pulled her up and ran, leaving the voice behind.

"I haven't put on my shoes yet." Ding Jiaying laughed as she ran.

Shen Cong raised his left hand and shook it: "Here you go."

"how about yours?"

"I gave it to him."

Ding Jiaying's white skirt fluttered like a butterfly, and her laughter flew directly into Shen Cong's heart.

The water area manager looked at the two people running away quickly and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I don't eat people, I just want to remind you to stay away from the lake. Don't even take away your shoes..."

Seeing the two people driving a car not far away disappear into the sunset, he had no choice but to carry the bottle of wine on the ground and slowly go back.