After a burst of uproar, the activity of making the bridal chamber finally came to an end.

Cangling's heart seemed to be pressed by something, and a big ball was blocked together.

When the crowd left, she slipped away from the side door of the hotel and walked alone on the beach by the sea.

The fine sand at the bottom of her feet still remains the temperature of the sun, which is warm and wrapped around her soft, white and tender feet. The moist sea breeze hits her face, like a gentle big hand, silently touching everyone who needs comfort.

"Little Lingling, what's on your mind?" Su Xiaocheng didn't know when to follow. After Cangling sat down, she quietly sat down next to her and asked softly.

"No."

Cangling's heart moved, as if she had been scratched by a small furry claw. It was itchy. It was more a strange feeling.

"It doesn't matter. Everything will be fine. We will always be with you."

Su Xiaocheng held her hand tightly and hugged her in her arms. Her voice was firm as if this promise was a lifetime.

Cangling's body is slightly stiff and wants to move, but she finds that Su Xiaocheng is so tight that she doesn't have any chance to escape.

Her body slowly adapted to such close contact. Her stiff trunk and limbs were gradually softened in a warm and inexplicably familiar embrace. She leaned her head against Su Xiaocheng's thin but warm shoulder and whispered for a while, "you know."

"Fool, why don't you even tell me such a big thing? I'm your best friend. No one can cross our relationship in this life, even your man Mou Yu."

Su Xiaocheng was half joking and half jealous. The Cangling was stunned with a warm and capricious tone.

No one spoke to her like this for a long time, but such words came out of Su Xiaocheng's mouth without any sense of conflict, as if they should have gotten along like this.

"Sorry." Cangling slowly tightened her hand in the air and hugged Su Xiaocheng's back a little.

When she hugged Su Xiaocheng tightly, the thing in her heart seemed to melt half in an instant. It was warm and immersed in her limbs and internal organs. The whole person was surrounded by a warm current full of sense of security. She comfortably closed her eyes and enjoyed the warmth and peace at the moment.

"Little Lingling, do you remember?" A familiar feeling surged up, and Su Xiaocheng pressed the joy in his heart and asked.

"Yes." Cangling nodded and a drop of clear tears crossed the corner of her eyes.

Although she hasn't completely recovered the feeling of intimacy between herself and Su Xiaocheng, she knows that she has found that direction. As long as she keeps walking along that road, sooner or later she will find the warmth she hasn't seen for a long time.

"I knew you would never forget me. You still have a conscience." Su Xiaocheng was tearful at the corners of his eyes, raised an exaggerated arc at the corners of his mouth, and his smiling body trembled slightly.

I don't know how long later, their emotions calmed down a little.

"It's getting late. Go back." Su Xiaocheng finally remembered the words that Mou Yuqian told Wan when he left.

The two walked back hand in hand. Su Xiaocheng hesitated for a long time and didn't say it several times.

Since Cang Ling can recall their previous friendship, if Mou Yu is sincere and attentive enough, Cang Ling will be moved by him sooner or later, and their love will recover in Cang Ling's heart. At that time, she will bless them most sincerely.

If Mou Yu doesn't do it, it can only be said that their fate is not enough.

"What's the matter? Are you trying to say something?" Cangling, who has recovered her former feeling, is still very sensitive. Su Xiaocheng has seen her countless times along the way. The blind man knows that she has something to say in her heart.

Su Xiaocheng was silent for a long time. It was not until they separated on the corridor of the hotel that she said what she had deleted and modified countless times in her mind.

"Nothing. I just want to tell you that you and Mou Yu used to have a good relationship. He is a trustworthy person. You can try to accept him and give each other a chance."

"I know. I'll take care of it."

Cangling smiled faintly. She thought it was something. She was worried about the relationship between her and Mou Yu.

"Come on." Su Xiaocheng then turned and entered his room.

Cangling went to the end of the corridor, took out the room card, "wipe click", and the door opened.

At the moment of putting his hand on the door, a strange idea suddenly came out of Cangling's mind. Will he be in it?

The moment the idea came out, she couldn't help laughing. What was she doing and expecting? Or she felt from the bottom of her heart that the person would be waiting for herself in the room.

While she was struggling with these messy ideas, the door was suddenly opened from inside.

"Why don't you come in? Is it cold?"

Mou Yu said and took Cangling to the room.

"Not cold." Cangling let her sit down on the sofa and shook her head a moment later.

"I made you milk. Do you want to drink it?" Mou Yu brought a cup of milk that had been prepared long ago.

Cangling took it. The temperature was just right. She took a faint sip. It was her favorite taste.

She drank two mouthfuls of milk. Just when she wanted to say something, Mou Yu suddenly knelt in front of her on one foot and held her face like a treasure. Her dark eyes looked at her seriously, and her eyes were full of surprise.

"Cangling, marry me!"

Mou Yu put her head on her forehead. The tips of their noses were less than a centimeter apart. His warm breath sprinkled on her face. Cangling's eyes and breath were all occupied by the familiar breath of men.

Something at the bottom of my heart melted and opened, and a fiery and turbulent torrent rushed forward in my body, sweeping my whole body in an instant.

Cangling's defense, strength and disguise were instantly destroyed, her strength was instantly hollowed out, her body was soft against the man's hard and warm chest, and a long lost sense of familiarity wrapped her, gentle and thick, which made her unable to control her tears.

"Why are you crying?" Mou Yu hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and hurriedly coaxed, "did you scare you? It doesn't matter. I can wait as long as I can. Don't cry, it's all right."

Mou Yu held her tightly in her arms, patted her gently on the back and comforted her softly.

I don't know how long later, when Mou Yu thought the woman in her arms was asleep, she suddenly heard a slightly hoarse voice from her chest.

"I will!"

"You, what are you talking about? Say it again." For a moment, he thought the sound he had just heard was his own illusion.

Mou Yu's whole body was tight and her breathing slowed down. She waited carefully.

Cangling burst out laughing, leaned back into his body, raised his head slightly, looked at his angular jaw line with big black and white eyes, and said with a smile, "I do."

After getting the definite answer, Mou Yu was suddenly afraid. He was afraid that he would make Cangling uncomfortable if he was too anxious, and he was more afraid that Cangling would have other ideas in the future.

The man who worried too much suddenly flinched.

"I, in fact, don't worry. I'm willing to wait. When you remember, we can take our time."

The smile on Cangling's face was more brilliant, and her eyebrows and eyes were flying.

"I remember, I remember."