After the divorce, the whole world is waiting for us to get back together

Every program will come to its end. "Our Romantic World" ushered in its complete end after five seasons of declining ratings.

But the director and his team did not stop, and re-planned a program.The theme of this show is that real couples travel and record their two days and one night.

Where is there anything more delicious than the sugar produced by real CP?

After the show was aired, the response was very good. In the barrage, one after another made a wish and invited Future Like Hibiscus, and of course the program team would not ignore it.

This team can be regarded as Cheng Xi and Meng Zhijin's old age. It just happened that Cheng Xi had just finished his second date with Wang Youbo and wanted to take a break, so he agreed to record.

Because it is a separate filming of the relationship between wives and wives, the program team highly respected the opinions of the two when choosing the shooting location for this episode, and chose a small vacation city by the sea that Cheng Xi most wanted to go to.

The waves are rushing towards the beach layer by layer, and the white waves are like the skirt of the sea.

Because it is not yet the tourist season, there are not many people on the entire beach, the sky is blue and cloudless, and the world seems to have no edge when it is connected to the sea in the distance.

Cheng Xi liked the location chosen by the program group very much, and the corners of her eyes and brows were full of joy.

It would be surprising to say that, the fact that she has never been to the beach to see the sea these years has been put aside in her heart, and it is full of old ashes.

"When I was a child, my father promised me to go to the seaside in the summer vacation, but he never said which summer vacation. After that, no one took me here." Cheng Xi looked at the endless sea and said to Meng Zhijin with thoughts.

Meng Zhijin's eyes could see the surging emotions in Cheng Xi's eyes more clearly than the camera.

She just walked up to Cheng Xi's side and ran her fingers lightly along the long hair on her shoulders and said, "Now it's just about summer vacation."

Some people can understand your past and help you heal with tenderness.

Cheng Xi understood the meaning of Meng Zhijin's words, she was actually not that sad now.

Is there anything happier than the person standing beside her at this moment is the person she most wants to be with in this life?

The sea breeze gently blew their long hair, Cheng Xi seemed to have thought of something, she stood on tiptoe, tilted her head and smiled at Meng Zhijin: "Then Teacher Meng took me to skip class?"

"Yeah." Meng Zhijin nodded following Cheng Xi's words, and said solemnly: "Maybe he will be criticized and announced by the school."

What she said was as calm as usual, even more serious, but she was being prudish.

There is an interesting sense of disobedience in the camera, and few people can see such a side of Meng Zhijin.

Cheng Xi was about to make a scene, but she actually cooperated with her and acted out.

Cheng Xi took a step to the left, standing closer to Meng Zhijin.

She put her chin on Meng Zhijin's shoulder like this, and wrapped her waist very naturally in front of the camera: "Sister is so kind to me?"

"Yes." Meng Zhijin nodded, holding Cheng Xihuan's hand on her waist.

The waves keep coming into the camera, dyeing the beach a deeper color.

The wind brought up Meng Zhijin's skirt, just like this hooked on Cheng Xi's lap, tender and tender.

A long empty mirror frames the two who are snuggling together at this moment.

Some people don't need to show much intimacy to others when they are together, there is enough sweetness like sticky honey, slowly overflowing the screen.

The short interlude is not an interlude at all, Cheng Xi soon threw herself into her cheerful play.

The loose trousers were rolled up above her knees indiscriminately, her shoes were placed under the chair in the rest area, and she was holding a shovel in her bare feet, squatting on the beach like a child who hadn't seen much in the world.

The camera was constantly pressed by the shooting button, the blue sky and the waves intertwined, and the long hair blown by the wind took shape.

Meng Zhijin just sat not far away, recording her appearance without being noticed by Cheng Xi.

It was almost lunch time, and the staff of the program group began to bring over the food to be eaten later.

There was no coriander in anything in the seafood barbecue, and there was no mango in the fruit plate.

Meng Zhijin could see that the program team had intentions, but still stopped the staff when a seafood dish was released: "Please replace this, Teacher Cheng can't eat it."

The staff looked at the delicious razor clams and asked, "Is Mr. Cheng allergic to razor clams?"

"Yes." Meng Zhijin nodded, "She is prone to allergies and is allergic to many things."

The staff also knew that Cheng Xi had many allergens and tried to avoid them as much as possible, but they still missed one.

She was a little surprised that Meng Zhijin was so close to a conditioned reflex, she could react at a glance, and asked curiously: "Does Teacher Meng remember all the allergens of Teacher Cheng?"

"Yeah." Meng Zhijin was uncommonly immodest, and gave an example to the little girl in front of her: "Mango, kiwi, loquat, many tropical fruits, she can't eat, and she can't eat seasonings like coriander and green onion, seafood. It’s okay, it’s okay to eat less of some, but it’s better not to eat.”

The little girl nodded and agreed, "Yeah, it's true that we didn't think carefully."

Then she seemed to have some other questions, seeing that Meng Zhijin was not unhappy because of the mistakes made by the program crew, but her curiosity made her boldly ask: "Remember so much, Teacher Meng won't Are you tired?"

"Do you have to go through this every time you go out to eat? I remember that Mr. Cheng had forgotten that he was allergic to coriander."

Meng Zhijin shook her head: "We have to accommodate each other in everything. She remembers mine, and I remember hers. Why do you feel tired?"

When she said this, there was a little more tenderness in the originally cold eyes without any sense of distance.

The little girl looked at it like this, and couldn't help being startled.

She had also heard from her friends that she had a promising future, and there were many people around her who were knocking on her.

It's just that she always feels that things in the entertainment industry are true and false, and it's hard to get any CP.

But at this moment, she felt like she was entering a pit vertically.

Meng Zhijin didn't know the direction of her back and faced a camera. It's hard to say that she came for a show.

And the eyes can't lie, the sincerity can be felt through those dark pupils, even though the gentleness that is seamlessly switched is not for herself, the little girl can still feel the kind that moves her heart a feeling of.

She was a little jealous of Cheng Xi, and a little envious of Cheng Xi.

In the future, who would dare to say that the bright future is fake, she will definitely be the first one to never end with them!

The little girl secretly swore in her heart, and said to Meng Zhijin with emotion: "Mr. Meng and Mr. Cheng really deserve to be model wives and wives in the entertainment industry."

Meng Zhijin felt that the little girl was inexplicably excited, so she didn't think about it, just smiled at her, and accepted her compliment.

Just when she was still wanting to say something to this little girl, a string of "sister" came from along the sea breeze: "Sister, sister!"

The noon sun was a bit dazzling, Meng Zhijin looked up and saw Cheng Xi calling her and running towards her.

The long black hair was not combed, and it fluttered in the wind with her steps, lively and willful, like a fox that has just transformed into a human form.

Cheng Xi ran very fast, her feet were piled with sand, and she didn't feel panicked.

She seemed to be holding something in her hand, and she came to Meng Zhijin's side while speaking.

"look!"

With a smile in her bright eyes, she spread her hands as she spoke.

The camera zoomed in, and Cheng Xi's hands were full of beautiful small shells.

White, orange, some engraved with vertical lines, some painted with dots.

Meng Zhijin's eyes lit up with a dazzling array of beautiful shells: "What a beautiful shell."

When Cheng Xi heard this, her eyes widened even more.

She put the shells into a clean bowl on the table like this, and planned: "Didn't you say last time that the shell flowers at Taro's house were beautiful? I will make one for you when I go back, and it can be placed in the TV cabinet."

Meng Zhijin didn't expect Cheng Xi to remember the exclamation she said casually, picked up a small shell, and nodded: "Okay."

"Then sister didn't have any rewards for me?"

As if coincident with a certain moment in the past, Cheng Xi held her head up and smiled with something special in her eyes.

The feet that stepped on the sand were slightly nodded, and the waist that was slightly bent and approached was written with bright expectations.

How could Meng Zhijin not know what reward Cheng Xi wanted.

The sea breeze blew through her long hair, and a smile appeared on her side face.

The surrounding cameras framed them without any blind spots, and the ambiguous eyes facing each other blurred in the wind.

Time seems to have passed more than a century, or just the second hand stopped for a second.

With slender arms around the slanted neck, Meng Zhijin leaned over and kissed Cheng Xi's lips.

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