"Yechen, this is my birthday cake for you, your favorite mousse cake!"

"By the way, I promised you a birthday present because I was too anxious. I didn't make it yet. I'll make it and give it to you again. In the future, every year, your brother Leo, little Nancy and grandfather I'll be with you... "

"You're not dead, are you?"

Ji'an's nose was red, "you're just playing hide and seek with us. I know you're hiding. "

Beiming Shaoxi took a blanket to cover her thin shoulder.

She was already in his overcoat. The wind was still strong and the temperature was colder at night.

"Besides, you didn't dream to me." Ji'an sniffed and said wrongly, "it's not that the person who can't let go will go back to visit her. You didn't come to see me."

Beiming Shaoxi (seal of the northern Ming Dynasty), "

"I've been so miserable in London, England. You didn't bless me. It's not your style."

The night was quiet.

"After you died, my life became worse and worse, so you didn't die at all!"

Beiming yechen said that no matter he was alive or dead, he would protect her.

He will protect her all his life.

Ji'an swallowed her tears and began to laugh. "That's good. You're not dead."

Beiming Shaoxi took her arm and pulled it into her arms: "enough, Ji'an."

"He really didn't die..."

"Cut the cake." Beiming Shaoxi rubbed her head, and her heart was in pain.

Light a candle, and then the beach, all of a sudden was blown out by the wind.

"Yechen, if you really die, if you hear me, you must give me a dream tonight. I will wait for you in my dream." Ji'an took the Western point knife and made a trembling wish. "If you don't come, you're not dead at all."

Beiming Shaoxi took her hand and cut the cake together.

The largest portion is on the empty plate.

The small round table is decorated with glasses and wind lamps.

The whole sea area is floating with swaying water lamps, beautiful.

Beiming Shaoxi told her that these floating lamps, which absorb solar energy, will automatically turn on at night And after dawn, it goes out again.

Where will the hundreds of millions of lights go in the vast sea?

It doesn't matter.

Only hope that the coldest corner of the sea, there is warmth and light to convey.

"Beiming yechen, remember me, I'm Ji'an who has become smaller You won't miss me, will you? I'll be waiting for you tonight -- "

after 12 o'clock in the evening, the ship will return.

Beiming Shaoxi thought Ji'an would have insomnia all night. He was ready to guard her all night.

When the time came, she crawled into bed.

Beiming Shaoxi was a little jealous, but he thought of competing with a "dead man" and sighed secretly.

Beiming night Chen is a ridge in her heart, always want to pass.

At least, she is much stronger than he imagined!

……

That night, Ji An had a deep sleep, and had no dream, let alone the night star of Beiming.

When she woke up, the cruise ship was on the beach, not yet on shore.

You stand on the deck and watch the sunrise on the coastline.

He stayed up all night.

A pair of small hands hugged him from behind, and his small face was tightly attached to his waist trace.

Beiming Shaoxi held her little hand and pulled it to her arms and wrapped it with a coat: "did you dream of it?"

"No, he didn't come."

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