"Do you like it..." Xu Chaomu wouldn't dare say she didn't.
"Let's go, let's go see the sea together." Shen Chi took her hand and led her towards the beach.
Xu Chaomu held his hand tightly, reluctant to let go.
The sun was just right, the sea was blue, and the sky was bright.
His palm was warm, just like when he first held her hand as a teenager, each time always making her heart flutter.
To her, every hand-hold and kiss from him felt like a first love, making her heart race like a young girl.
The weather was exceptionally good, with colorful lights darting around.
"Honey, do you remember the last time you took me to the seaside? Back then, our son hadn't even been born yet." Xu Chaomu walked onto the beach, looking at the boundless sea, and sighed.
Women are inherently sentimental creatures; every memory can touch the strings deep in their heart.
When that string is gently plucked, it can play a beautiful melody.
"I remember."
