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In July of midsummer, Shen Zhao and Song Ling held a prosperous wedding in Jiangcheng.

The wedding venue was arranged in a private farm, and their relatives and friends, Meng Yunan, You Huan, Ji Mingshu, Lin Manman...all were present and witnessed this happy wedding with their own eyes.

On the day of Shen Zhao's graduation, Song Ling made a public proposal at the graduation ceremony of Jiangnan University. Later, a reporter rushed over after hearing the wind, and Song Ling dragged Shen Zhao away, but was still brought into the hot search by the marketing account.

Song Ling was considered a public figure, and the affair with Shen Zhao had been widely circulated in the circle, so as soon as the picture and video of the marriage proposal were posted, it immediately attracted a lot of attention.

It was a dreamy wedding like a fairy tale, with sunshine, blue sky and white clouds, grassland, hot air balloons all over the sky, and that 20-meter-long wedding dress... Song Ling held her Shen Zhao and kissed her, white The gauze skirts are entangled with each other in the wind, and every inch of air is a taste of happiness.

Shen Zhao wanted to go to the beach for honeymoon, so he went to Nancheng Beach for honeymoon as they had agreed before.

The summer sun is strong, and Nancheng in July is like a stove.

Song Ling and Shen Zhao got off the plane, and they were greeted by a wave of heat.

It was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, but the airport was still brightly lit and crowded with people.

Shen Zhao wore a small sling, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone and shoulders, and put on a small smoky makeup on her face. Because of sleepiness, her eye makeup was slightly dizzy, and her eyes were full of tears, which added to the beauty. Another kind of charming and seductive coquettish attitude.

Song Ling dragged her luggage with one hand and wrapped her arms around her waist with the other, and walked out of the airport to the side of the road to wait for a taxi.

Holding Shen Zhao's face with both hands, and lifting her up, Song Ling saw the tiredness in her eyes, felt a little distressed, and asked her, "Are you sleepy?"

Shen Zhao clung to her body like a cat, her whole body was hot and soft, even the hair on her forehead was a little wet and stuck there, she hummed lazily, and said softly, "It's so hot."

Song Ling pursed her lips and smiled lightly, brushed her hair on her forehead with her fingers, wiped off her sweat, and coaxed her, "Hey, I'll be at the hotel soon."

Listening to her soft voice, Shen Zhao's heart fluttered slightly, he licked the corner of her lips with a smile, and asked with a smile: "Song Song, our honeymoon is about to start, are you looking forward to it?"

When she suddenly entangled her, Song Ling's heart felt itchy, she held her lips that were about to leave, and kissed her deeply, her arms unconsciously folded, and she responded with a light smile: "Well, I'm looking forward to it."

A taxi came and suddenly honked its horn.

Shen Zhao was startled, his whole body went limp, and he fell into Song Ling's arms, then buried his head in her chest in shame, with the corners of his mouth raised high.

The interest was interrupted, Song Ling pulled her lips and smiled, hugged her slender waist, walked towards the taxi with the suitcase in one hand, and the two got into the car.

"Master, Nancheng Galaxy Hotel." After getting in the car, Song Ling said.

"Okay, please fasten your seat belt."

The airport is about [-] minutes' drive away from the hotel. Because Nancheng is near the sea, Song Ling booked a five-star hotel near the sea with a view suite, where you can see the sea view anytime, anywhere.

Four or 10 minutes later, the taxi stopped in front of the hotel.

Song Ling took Shen Zhao by the hand and dragged her luggage to check in at the front desk.

They booked a business suite, and after completing the formalities, there was still a special person to take them up, Song Ling said no, "We will go up by ourselves, thank you." After dragging the luggage, she took Shen Zhao upstairs from the elevator.

Entering the room, Shen Zhao suddenly jumped on Song Ling's body as soon as he entered the door, encircling Song Ling's neck like an octopus, and hooked his legs around her waist. Didn't let her fall.

"Song Song..." She dragged her voice, Nuo Nuo called her.

Song Ling supported her with both hands, pressing against her forehead.She is like made of rice cakes, and she is fragrant and soft all over, which is hard to put down.Song Ling lowered her head and pecked her lips lightly, once, her long eyelashes drooped slightly, and she answered her in a low voice: "Yes."

Shen Zhao smiled, put his arms on her shoulders, and said softly, "Kiss me."

Song Ling turned around and hugged her to the bed, knelt on her waist with one knee, leaned over her whole body, raised her chin with one hand, her voice was slightly hoarse, with a different kind of charm, said: "Tempt me ?Um?"

Shen Zhao grabbed the two ribbons floating down from her neckline and pulled her down. His lips were only separated by fingertips, and he deliberately smiled and said, "Yes, are you hooked?"

Song Ling pinched her chin lightly, did not answer her words, but lifted her lips and kissed her.

Shen Zhao's hand grasping the ribbon at her neckline slowly slid in, the soft touch made it hard to put it down.

Looking out of the window is the sea, endless blue and black, the waves come up one after another, hitting the rocky reef, making a sound of crashing, from late night to dawn.

The two have been tossing and tossing for a long time, and they fell asleep almost at dawn.Shen Zhao had long been so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, and finally he couldn't even lift a finger, but Song Ling was in great spirits, holding her for a long time, and finally couldn't bear her tiredness, so he kissed her forehead, Hold her and fall asleep.

In the afternoon, the sun leaked in from the curtains, and Shen Zhaocai woke up in a daze. When he opened his eyelids, he suddenly found that the person beside him had woken up.

She sat up with her hands behind her back, and the quilt slid down from her chest, revealing mottled marks.

"Ahh——Song Ling, you did a good job!" Shen Zhao looked down and saw the marks on his chest, and shouted angrily, "How can I still wear a small sling today!"

Song Ling came out of the bathroom, saw the kiss marks on her chest, and said with a smile: "I prepared a silk scarf for you, besides, you didn't miss me planting it for me!" She also tugged on her neckline , exposing his breasts. Breasts.

Shen Zhao caught a glimpse of the imprint on her body, couldn't help but also fell silent, suddenly changed his posture, blushed slightly and muttered: "Okay."

"Get up and take you down for dinner."

Shen Zhao smiled, "Okay."

Nancheng is a small fishing village, which is close to the sea and develops by tourism all the year round.

The scenery here is beautiful, with blue sky, white clouds and the sea, which is different from the urban life in Jiangcheng, where the pace of life is slow and pleasant.

There is an ancient street called Crescent Street.

The whole street is full of old things and old shops, and there are many old craftsmen.

Song Ling took Shen Zhao for a walk on the ancient street. Shen Zhao wore a bohemian dress that covered her ankles, a woven straw hat on her head, and a pair of small white shoes on her feet.Song Ling also chose a couple dress with her, the style was similar and the color matched.

The temperature in Nancheng was high, and the ultraviolet rays were high. The two of them went out and applied layer after layer of sunscreen.

Even with sun protection measures, it is estimated that it will still be a little darker when I go back.

For reference, Ji Mingshu and Lin Manman came back from vacation.After the two returned from Nancheng, Shen Zhaozhi said that they were traveling to Africa.

"Song Song, there is a jewelry store over there." Shen Zhao suddenly found a novel store, and pointed to it.

Song Ling looked over and saw that it was a silverware shop, which was located in the corner, unremarkable and very small.

The two walked over, and there was an old man sitting in front of the store, with gray hair and plain clothes, hammering the ring on his hand.

There are no diamonds, nor any jewelry decorations, just simple old silverware, but it can be styled exquisitely.

Feeling the novelty, Shen Zhao knelt down and picked up the ring beside him, asking, "Is this handmade?"

The old man was amiable. He raised his head and saw the two of them, and said with a smile, "Yes, are you going to be a couple? It means forever and happiness."

For a long time, happy and happy...

What a simple sentence, but it is more touching than all jewels and diamonds.

Shen Zhao nodded with a smile, and said, "Well, let's make a couple. By the way, Grandpa, can you engrave characters?"

"Yes, yes." The old man grinned, picked up the pen and handed it over, and asked her, "What do you want to engrave?"

Shen Zhao took a pen and wrote down the two letters "ss" on the paper, and said with a smile, "These two letters."

Song Ling looked down, and the sunlight shone heavily on the paper with two letters on it.

She smiled slightly, knowing that it was their initials.

Coincidentally, it's the same letter.

The old craftsmanship seems to have a different soul, and it can easily hit the depths of people's hearts. Shen Zhao held his face in his hands, squatting there watching the old grandpa beating and polishing the ring in his hand.

After nearly two hours of polishing, it was finally finished.

Shen Zhao took over the two rings, which were classic styles, with two letters engraved on the rings, and they were the unique pair of rings in the world.

When they got married, apart from the diamond ring Song Ling gave her, they didn't have a pair of rings yet.

Shen Zhao said that she should buy the pair ring, but she was dissatisfied after reading a lot, but for some reason, the first time she saw it, she wanted to use it as their wedding ring.

Shen Zhao pinched the ring, smiled and said to Song Ling: "A Ling, can I put it on for you?"

Song Ling smiled, stretched out her finger, and let her wear the unique ring on her.

Taking out the other one, Shen Zhao handed it over, "A Ling also put it on for me."

"Okay." Song Ling squeezed the ring, held up her palm, and put on the ring for her with one hand.

A brilliant light shone over, Song Ling pinched her fingertips, there was a light shining, it was the light of happiness.

There is no special arrangement, just walking and stopping in this small town comfortably, laughing and laughing.

In the evening, it was the sunset in Nancheng that Shen Zhao was looking forward to most.

It was the first time in her life to watch the sunset by the sea.

The endless sea, above the sea is a large area of ​​orange-red sunset, lingering with the sea water in the sky, the whole world is bright orange-red.

The two were sitting on the stone steps by the shore, leaning on each other. Shen Zhao was still holding snacks. She poked a fish ball with a stick and fed it to Song Ling. Song Ling opened her mouth and bit it.

"taste good or not?"

Song Ling smiled and responded softly.

"Don't take pictures?" Song Ling asked her, the faces of the people coming and going on the beach could not be seen clearly under the light of the setting sun, only black silhouettes remained.

Shen Zhao shook his head, bit a fish ball in his mouth, puffed up his cheeks, and said vaguely, "Someone told me that eyes are the best camera in the world."

Song Ling was taken aback. That was what she said to her in the car when they went to the small town of Teriberka. She never thought that she would still remember this sentence many years ago.

"A Ling..."

Song Ling responded to her: "Yes."

"I have seen the aurora with you."

Song Ling was slightly startled, and responded softly: "Yes."

"I've seen the sunset too."

"Ah."

Shen Zhao leaned on her shoulder and said slowly: "I want to see all the beautiful things in this world with you, day by day, year by year, just like this, until the end of my life."

Nothing in this world can compare to such a flat sentence, and the promise you make will take a lifetime to realize slowly.

The days are long, and so is happiness.

Song Ling slowly raised her lips, and promised her: "Okay."

The afterglow of the setting sun became more and more intense, Song Ling suddenly stood up and stretched out her hand, Shen Zhao raised his head halfway, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"

Song Ling bent over to hold her hand, pulled her to stand up, then turned her back and half-bent in front of her, saying, "Come up."

Shen Zhao was taken aback, knowing her intentions.

She hasn't had her back since she hurt her shoulder.

Shen Zhao stood there blankly with a snack bag in his hand, hesitatingly calling her: "A Ling..."

Song Ling turned her head to look at her, knowing that she was worried about herself, she pulled her lips and smiled and said: "It's okay, I can carry it on my back, the rest of my life is still so long, I will carry you on my back for the rest of my life."

Shen Zhao asked again worriedly: "Is it really possible?"

Song Ling nodded and said with a smile, "Come up quickly."

Shen Zhao bent his eyebrows and smiled, carrying shoes in one hand and snacks in the other, leaned down on her back, clasped his hands, and clasped her neck.Song Ling stood up and turned her on her back again.

The two figures cast long shadows under the reflection of the setting sun, and the slight breeze blowing over them was a comfortable coolness.

"Wife..." Song Ling called her softly.

Shen Zhao lay on her back, and answered her: "En."

"I will keep walking with you behind my back, no matter how long the sky is, and no matter what will happen in the future, just keep walking like this, and I will never let go."

A plain sentence suddenly made people's eyes wet.

Shen Zhao's nasal cavity was sore, and her eyes were slightly moist. She buried her head on her back, and after a while, she suddenly tilted her head and approached her ear, and said softly, "Okay."

The afterglow of the setting sun cuts out a figure in the sky, and laughter like silver bells echoes in the air.

"A Ling, I really love you!"