The décor of the place was minimalistic but elegant . The window opened to the sea . In front of the house, there was a swimming pool, two sunshades by the poolside, and underneath them were leather recliners .
Song Qingchun was exhausted and didn't have the energy left to look around the villa . After Su Zhinian pointed out her bedroom, she bade him good night before dragging her luggage toward it .
When Song Qingchun woke up the next morning, it was already noon . The weather that day was perfect . The sea was a glittering blue while the sun shone brilliantly . Song Qingchun stretched lazily standing before the window in her room before she brushed her teeth and walked downstairs .
Su Zhinian was already awake . He was sitting on the living room sofa, talking on the phone . When he saw her, he pointed at the dining room, telling her wordlessly to go have breakfast first .
Song Qingchun did not have much of an appetite when she just woke up . After she took a few bites, she walked around the villa on her own since Su Zhinian was still on the phone . She did not want to disturb him . When she returned to the living room, Su Zhinian was still on his phone . Song Qingchun sat on the sofa and naturally lay down to lean her head on Su Zhinian's legs . Then she reached out to grab the grapes on the table to eat .
While Su Zhinian answered the phone with one hand, his other hand was placed on her head . He would play with her hair and occasionally look down at her .
While Su Zhinian answered the phone with one hand, his other hand was placed on her head . He would play with her hair and occasionally look down at her .
Just as Su Zhinian glanced at Song Qingchun for the thirteenth time, her hand that was sending another grape into her mouth stopped . She removed the grape from her mouth and extended her arm to put it to Su Zhinian's lips .
Su Zhinian glanced at the fruit at the tip of her fingertips . He then opened his mouth, bit the grape away, and started chewing . Then, Song Qingchun repeated this motion again and again, feeding him one grape after another .
The sun was shining lazily, and the sea was calm . Other than his voice, the place was peaceful and quiet .
The sun was shining lazily, and the sea was calm . Other than his voice, the place was peaceful and quiet .
Song Qingchun, who was chewing on the grape, suddenly felt her relaxed feelings turn sour . Even the extrsweet grape made her grimace from perceived sourness .
This had happened quite frequently for the past few days . Just as the atmosphere between them perfectly mirrored a happy couple, a wave of indescribable sadness and pain would sweep them over .
Although she could normally suppress it, perhaps because this was their last day today, when the sadness struck, Song Qingchun found it difficult to stay still . She shoved the grape in her hand quickly into Su Zhinian's lips before jumping up from his legs, standing up, and running to the bathroom .
Su Zhinian hung up not long after that . He sat on the sofa quietly . His hands were swimming over the spot she had just vacated as if reminiscing a wonderful memory using his sense of touch .
Although she could normally suppress it, perhaps because this was their last day today, when the sadness struck, Song Qingchun found it difficult to stay still . She shoved the grape in her hand quickly into Su Zhinian's lips before jumping up from his legs, standing up, and running to the bathroom .
Su Zhinian hung up not long after that . He sat on the sofa quietly . His hands were swimming over the spot she had just vacated as if reminiscing a wonderful memory using his sense of touch .
Song Qingchun exited the bathroom about ten minutes later . Su Zhinian turned around and could no longer see any trace of disappointment and sadness on her . As she smoothed down her hair, she pointed at the wonderful weather outside and suggested, "How about a walk?"
…
For dinner, Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian had an open barbeque by the beach .
The décor of the place was minimalistic but elegant . The window opened to the sea . In front of the house, there was a swimming pool, two sunshades by the poolside, and underneath them were leather recliners . Song Qingchun was exhausted and didnt have the energy left to look around the villa . After Su Zhinian pointed out her bedroom, she bade him good night before dragging her luggage toward it . When Song Qingchun woke up the next morning, it was already noon . The weather that day was perfect . The sea was a glittering blue while the sun shone brilliantly . Song Qingchun stretched lazily standing before the window in her room before she brushed her teeth and walked downstairs . Su Zhinian was already awake . He was sitting on the living room sofa, talking on the phone . When he saw her, he pointed at the dining room, telling her wordlessly to go have breakfast first . Song Qingchun did not have much of an appetite when she just woke up . After she took a few bites, she walked around the villa on her own since Su Zhinian was still on the phone . She did not want to disturb him . When she returned to the living room, Su Zhinian was still on his phone . Song Qingchun sat on the sofa and naturally lay down to lean her head on Su Zhinians legs . Then she reached out to grab the grapes on the table to eat . While Su Zhinian answered the phone with one hand, his other hand was placed on her head . He would play with her hair and occasionally look down at her . Just as Su Zhinian glanced at Song Qingchun for the thirteenth time, her hand that was sending another grape into her mouth stopped . She removed the grape from her mouth and extended her arm to put it to Su Zhinians lips . Su Zhinian glanced at the fruit at the tip of her fingertips . He then opened his mouth, bit the grape away, and started chewing . Then, Song Qingchun repeated this motion again and again, feeding him one grape after another . The sun was shining lazily, and the sea was calm . Other than his voice, the place was peaceful and quiet . Song Qingchun, who was chewing on the grape, suddenly felt her relaxed feelings turn sour . Even the extrsweet grape made her grimace from perceived sourness . This had happened quite frequently for the past few days . Just as the atmosphere between them perfectly mirrored a happy couple, a wave of indescribable sadness and pain would sweep them over . Although she could normally suppress it, perhaps because this was their last day today, when the sadness struck, Song Qingchun found it difficult to stay still . She shoved the grape in her hand quickly into Su Zhinians lips before jumping up from his legs, standing up, and running to the bathroom . Su Zhinian hung up not long after that . He sat on the sofa quietly . His hands were swimming over the spot she had just vacated as if reminiscing a wonderful memory using his sense of touch . Song Qingchun exited the bathroom about ten minutes later . Su Zhinian turned around and could no longer see any trace of disappointment and sadness on her . As she smoothed down her hair, she pointed at the wonderful weather outside and suggested, How about a walk? … For dinner, Song Qingchun and Su Zhinian had an open barbeque by the beach .