After disembarking from the plane, the convoy that came to pick them up quickly drove along the coast to the filming location.
Winter in a tropical coastal city still retains the temperature of a northern summer. Salty, humid hot winds blow in through the car windows, constantly ruffling the long hair of the person in your arms.
--It has a warm and romantic tropical flavor.
Shen Shuangjian he always looked listless after landing from a plane, lacking energy and spirit. So, Xie Jinghui let him lie in his arms the whole way.
Compared to before, when Shen Shuangjian would only approach him out of exhaustion and discomfort, she is now clearly used to Xie Jinghui 'Shen Shuangjian care.
When he first got in the car, even if Xie Jinghui didn't say anything, he would follow the other person's raised hand, lower his eyes, and lean against Xie Jinghui's leg.
At this moment, even when Xie Jinghui stroked his head, Shen Shuangjian would close his eyes and slowly fall asleep without any reaction.
Once they arrived at the filming location, Xie Jinghui that Shen Shuangjian up would be quite simple.
There's no need to call out to him, nor to pat his body to wake him from his sleep.
Xie Jinghui only needed to run his hand along the long hair covering Shen Shuangjian's neck and gently touch the soft, white skin behind his neck, and Shen Shuangjian would naturally wake up and shrink back.
Stepping onto the soft sand, the sea breeze caressed my face, carrying the freshness of the trees and the saltiness of the sea. The sunlight warmed me, and even the lingering chill in my bones vanished.
Xie Jinghui gently supported Shen Shuangjian's back and whispered in his ear, "Are you hot?"
Shen Shuangjian slowly shook her head, her eyes still showing the weariness of just waking up, and remained silent.
"Brother Shuangjian!"
From the beach closest to the shore, shouts came from a distance. Shen Shuangjian shifted her gaze and looked over, and saw Yu Sheng standing in the sea, waving in her direction.
Yu Sheng was in the prime of his youth, naturally radiating vitality. At this moment, he was wearing a brightly colored shirt and shorts, carrying a small bucket for collecting crabs. From a distance, the young man looked even more radiant than the sunshine.
"Are you crazy? You splashed water on my face!" Lin Weiluo standing next to him and was quickly affected by the splash, so she angrily punched his arm.
"Hey, are you crazy?! Get out of the way!" Yu Sheng cried out in pain, turning his head back to Shen Shuangjian with a bright smile.
However, when he looked over again, Shen Shuangjian was already walking towards the wooden house, with Xie Jinghui following behind him, pushing two suitcases with an extremely natural posture.
Yu Sheng's smile froze on his face instantly.
"You slut."
He muttered a curse under his breath, but just then Gu Xuanlin walked past him. Hearing the curse, Gu Xuanlin turned around and frowned at him.
Gu Xuanlin: "?"
What does that mean? They're not even going to act anymore.
Shen Shuangjian's room was a suite, while Xie Jinghui's wooden cabin was next door to him, close by, and only Xie Jinghui was connected to his.
Shen Shuangjian very clean; the first thing he does when he comes back from outside is to take a shower and change his clothes.
So as soon as he entered the house, Xie Jinghui went to the bathroom to run a hot water bath and prepared a change of clothes for Shen Shuangjian, placing them within easy reach of him.
After Shen Shuangjian inside, Xie Jinghui changed his coat, took out bedding, and personally tidied everything up. Finally, he placed the freshly delivered white roses by the window.
After everything was done, half an hour had passed. Xie Jinghui glanced at his watch and knew that Shen Shuangjian would probably be coming out of the bathroom soon.
So he sat on the single sofa chair by the bed, tidying up his and Shen Shuangjian's personal clothing.
About ten minutes later, Shen Shuangjian, whose hair was half-dry and still slightly damp, pushed open the door and came out.
" Zhizhi." Xie Jinghui looked up and called out to him, glancing at his half-dry long hair, and then gave a helpless smile. "You didn't even dry your hair."
Xie Jinghui stood up and walked to his side, gently stroking her long hair with one hand, gathering it between her fingertips. "I'll help you."
Shen Shuangjian's hair was too long and thick, and it took at least twenty minutes to dry it completely each time.
That would be too tiring and tedious for her hands, so Shen Shuangjian would give up whenever she reached a point where her hair no longer dripped water and her clothes wouldn't get wet.
However, Xie Jinghui could not leave it alone, because once Shen Shuangjian's long hair dried naturally, Shen Shuangjian would probably start to have headaches, and once exposed to the wind, she would be very likely to catch a cold and fever.
While Xie Jinghui was blow-drying his hair, Shen Shuangjian curled up on the soft carpet at the foot of the bed, and when she looked down from above, she could catch a glimpse of his thick, long eyelashes.
"Although it's not the same sea, it looks almost the same as that time."
Xie Jinghui a low voice, but as soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that behind the hair he had lifted, a thin blush was slowly spreading across Shen Shuangjian's flawless white neck and the sides of her ears.
A dark glint appeared in Xie Jinghui as he looked back, and when he slightly raised his eyebrows, it seemed he already understood.
So he turned off the hairdryer, leaned down and slowly approached Shen Shuangjian. Only when his warm breath and voice reached her ears did Shen Shuangjian tremble as if waking from a dream.
"What's wrong? Why are your ears all red?"
Shen Shuangjian his lips, remaining silent, but his clenched fingers and unconsciously pressed knees together betrayed his embarrassment and shame.
Xie Jinghui slowly placed her ringed hand on Shen Shuangjian's neck. The dark sapphire blue had high clarity and brightness, but against Shen Shuangjian Shuangjian's fair skin and light brown eyes, the expensive gemstone seemed to instantly become a fake.
Xie Jinghui's voice was low and seductive, tinged with a whisper, "Thought of something, hmm?"
Shen Shuangjian Xie Jinghui had remembered, something he should have known perfectly well.
Yet, hidden within this gentle affection is a lurking, ever-present malice.
A few months ago, in a wooden cabin by the sea, Xie Jinghui broke the ice for the first time, doing things that wouldn't be done in a normal relationship.
Shen Shuangjian felt so embarrassed that she couldn't shake off the feeling for a long time.
Even though Xie Jinghui later did even worse things in Moscow, Shen Shuangjian would still remain silent and avoid the topic whenever it was brought up.
Just like right now.
Shen Shuangjian he wouldn't answer unless Xie Jinghui could loosen his mind and cause his rationality to collapse, and then under repeated questioning, he might tactfully reveal a few words.
"Don't... ask me anymore."
Shen Shuangjian his head to avoid Xie Jinghui's fingertips. His face flushed red, and as he dodged, his slender white fingers unconsciously gripped the long-haired carpet on the floor.
"All right."
Xie Jinghui agreed, but when he raised his hand again, Shen Shuangjian clearly saw that his right wrist was empty.
Xie Jinghui took off the ring, but instead of putting it anywhere, he took Shen Shuangjian Shen Shuangjian's hand and slowly placed the ring in her palm.
Xie Jinghui leaned down, as if narrating, but also as if pleading.
"Besides kissing you, I'll do what I did in the seaside cottage and in Moscow: if you really don't want to continue, then put the ring on my finger yourself."
"It's not that I'm bullying you, it's that I need you."