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She spoke as if she had won a five-million-dollar lottery.

Pei Ruochen was left speechless and at a loss for words.

There had never been anyone who could make their words sound so confident and proud because they had no ambition behind them.

After staring blankly for a while, Pei Ruochen reminded him again, "Won't you be bored if we do this?"

"It can't be." She shook her head and looked around, "There are so many fun things to do, why would I feel bored?"

"However, staying in the same place for the rest of my life is tantamount to house arrest."

"I've always carried it around in the cabin and never felt bored." She was referring to the small house in her previous life, and Pei Ruochen was reminiscing about the legend of the second young mistress of the Yi family living in seclusion.

"As long as you calm down, you will be able to see a lot of amazing things. They are much more interesting than your passion for fame and fortune. For example, the clouds … Do you know how many shapes the clouds have? There are so many of them that even the most imaginative painter in the world would find it hard to make a picture of them. Do you know that when the flowers are blooming, the gestures of the petals are indescribable, and if there is a person living in each flower, that person must be the weakest, most transparent, most shy person in the world, like a thumb-girl. Even if it was just a swing, why did he have to think about it? "You can also think of nothing and keep on dancing like this. Slowly, you will become a bird. When you fly up, you will be able to see the Pacific Ocean …" "Of course, without a computer, it would be a great pity," she added.

Pei Ruochen didn't pay attention to her last sentence. She was completely immersed in the dreamscape that she had drawn up, and she seemed to be in a bit of a daze.

When her lover saw his expression, she suddenly chuckled and patted Pei Ruochen on the shoulder. She said heroically: "Little girl, you've been duped by me, haven't you?"

Pei Ruochen didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she looked at her and asked, "What is it?"

The lover replied enigmatically, "That means you're giddy — in short, I don't have a dream, and I want to live my life in a small place — well, I wonder how Eleven is doing?"

Pei Ruochen noticed that she changed the topic automatically, and could not help but smile. She let go of the swing and said lightly, "You're weird."

The swing began to swing again, and with a little more force and insight, it went even higher.

The wind blew against her red face.

Pei Ruochen, who was watching from the side, smiled.

Then, when her lover reached the highest point, she suddenly turned her head and smiled, saying softly, "Pei Ruochen, you look really good."

Pei Ruochen's smile became even wider, her gentle facial features rippled like water, and her gentle voice like billowing water. This was not the first time she did not say such words. It was as if he was already used to her straightforwardness.

The swing gradually descended, carrying with it the cry of the wind as it slid past Pei Ruochen.

She looked straight ahead. He said very calmly, "I like you."

The voice was very light, like the wind blowing, like the air and water. It was so natural that it caused one's heart to become calm, without the slightest ripples.

The girl slipped past him like a fish.

Pei Ruochen raised her gaze and her lover once again reached the peak. She smiled lazily as if she had never said anything.

She just said what she felt, pure feeling.

No response required.

Pei Ruochen wanted to say something as well, such as, "You are special" "You are cute" "I like you". It was as if words that were difficult to get through would be spoken without any difficulty in front of her.

But before he could speak, the rush of footsteps shattered the beauty and silence of the swing.

At the same time, they looked over to where they had come from. They saw He Lan Xue, with a dark and gloomy face, quickly walking over.