With such a man kneeling on one knee and massaging her feet, Ruan Xia instantly forgot how uncomfortable her feet were. She quietly said, “You’re so handsome tonight. I almost didn’t dare to believe the man standing on the stage was my husband.”


  She had been so ordinary in the past and Song Tingshen was so dazzling. They were originally two lines that would never intersect. That they one day overlapped, how inconceivable.

  Song Tingshen’s hands seemed to have magical powers. They easily relieved the discomfort in her feet. “You’re very beautiful tonight, very dazzling. Several of my employees were staring at you for several seconds at least.”


  Ruan Xia loudly laughed. She flopped back onto the big, soft bed. Song Tingshen also got up and lied down next to her.

  “Why did Little Wang obediently go to my parents’ home without any objections?”


  “I made an agreement with him. It’s an agreement between men.”


  “What agreement?”


  “I already said it’s an agreement between men, so I naturally can’t tell you.”


  “Yeah right, I’ll ask Little Wang tomorrow and find out.”


  Ruan Xia turned her head to look at him. They were very close. She could see herself in his eyes. Her voice suddenly became gentle. “You brought me here. Are you plotting something?”


  Song Tingshen nodded. “I am.”


  Romance and plotting were such compatible words. Placing them together was so suitable. There was a plot, a shameful plot, a plot that only the two of them knew.

  Ruan Xia didn’t ask what the plot was. She wiggled over and leaned on him, listening to his heartbeat.

  Song Tingshen held her hand and intertwined their fingers.

  “Countdown.” Song Tingshen raised his hand to look at his watch. “Ten, nine, eight…”


  Ruan Xia was puzzled. What was he counting down for?

  “Three, two, one. Look out the window.”


  Ruan Xia instinctively looked out the large floor-to-ceiling window. Fireworks exploded in the sky and lit up the entire night sky.

  She got up from the bed, stepped onto the carpet with bare feet, and ran to the floor-to-ceiling window like a child. She happily looked outside in surprise. “Wow, so pretty!”


  Song Tingshen came from behind and hugged her.

  “Did you prepare it?” Ruan Xia wouldn’t have expected such a plot to happen to her. She had imagined romantic moments like this one as a young girl, but as she grew older, she stopped those daydreams.

  “En.” Song Tingshen kissed the side of her face and whispered, “There’s over ten year difference between us. To be honest, I’m always worried I can’t understand your inner world or the meaning of flowers. In the future, I might forget your birthday or Valentine’s Day. There are so many special days every year. There are 365 days a year. If I forget a day, I hope you can remind me because I didn’t mean to forget.”


  His desire to survive was so strong……

  Finally, he said, “I hope you can remember that I’m not a romantic person, but the little romance I have, I want to give all of them to you.”


  The fireworks in the sky suddenly exploded and slowly formed into a heart.

  Ruan Xia heard his words and looked at the heart. Sure enough, he was a guy that wasn’t very good at understanding a woman’s mind.

  But, she likes him.

  She had told Song Tingshen many things and had many conversations with him, but she didn’t tell him how it wasn’t easy for them to be together. They had been separated by time and space. Only after passing life and death, they were able to have this heart-to-heart moment.