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I drifted off to sleep, and when I woke up, the plane had already begun its descent. A thin blanket covered me, carrying his familiar scent. I turned to look at him; he was gazing at me gently, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Awake now?" he asked quietly, reaching out to smooth my slightly tousled hair. Embarrassed, I nodded, my cheeks warming slightly. "We're here," he said, unbuckling his seatbelt.
The airport on the small island was modest but clean and tidy. The hotel that Fu Zhenting had booked sent a car to pick us up, and the driver was a cheerful young man who introduced us to the local culture along the way. The car wound along the coastline, with the azure sea and golden beaches outside the window, the scenery breathtakingly beautiful.
"Wow, it's so gorgeous!" I couldn't help but exclaim, my eyes filled with wonder. Fu Zhenting looked at me with a smile, his gaze full of affection. "Do you like it?" he asked. I nodded vigorously, "I love it!"
The car finally stopped in front of a seaside villa. The villa was exquisitely decorated, brimming with exotic charm. Pushing open the floor-to-ceiling windows revealed an endless expanse of ocean. Excitedly, I ran to the balcony and took a deep breath, savoring the fresh sea breeze. "Zhen Ting, come look! It's so beautiful here!" I called out to him eagerly.
He walked over and gently wrapped his arms around me. "I'm glad you like it," he said softly, resting his chin on my head and sharing in my joy.
We strolled along the beach, the waves gently lapping at our feet and leaving tiny footprints in the sand. I bent down to pick up a beautiful shell and happily showed it to him. "Look at this shell! It's so pretty!" I boasted like a child about my "treasure."
He took the shell from me, examined it closely, then smiled as he returned it to my hand. "It really is beautiful—just like you," he said tenderly, his eyes filled with love. My face flushed as I looked down, my heart racing.
As the sun set, painting the sky in shades of gold and crimson, the surface of the sea sparkled like diamonds—a scene straight out of a painting. Fu Zhenting took my hand and led me to a clear spot by the water where a table was set up with a pristine white tablecloth adorned with elegant dinnerware and candles.
"What is this...?" I asked in surprise as I looked at him.
He smiled mysteriously and guided me to sit at the table. "Tonight, I want to propose to you again," he said as he pulled out a delicate ring box from his pocket and opened it to reveal a sparkling diamond ring.
" Jiayi, will you marry me?" He looked deeply into my eyes, sincerity radiating from his gaze.
Tears blurred my vision as I choked back emotion and nodded. "I do."
He gently placed the ring on my ring finger and then held me tightly in his arms. We kissed, the salty sea breeze carrying a sweet scent that enveloped us. In that moment, my heart was filled with pure happiness. As night fell, the stars twinkled above, and the sound of the waves bore witness to our vows. Fu Zhenting wiped away the tears on my face with his hand and pressed a kiss on my forehead.
He cradled my face, his thumb softly stroking my cheek. "Silly, why are you crying?" His gentle voice carried a hint of laughter.
I sniffled and managed a smile. "I'm just so moved."
He chuckled lightly, rising to pull me to the table. "Are you hungry? Come try the dinner I prepared."
Only then did I notice the dishes on the table—seafood, steak, red wine... all my favorites. The sea breeze brushed against us, and the candlelight flickered, reflecting our happy faces.
"Wow, it looks delicious!" I picked up my knife and fork, eager to dig in.
"Slow down; no one is competing with you," he laughed as he poured me a glass of red wine.
We ate and chatted, reminiscing about the past, discussing the present, and dreaming about the future.
"How about we come here for vacation every year?" I looked up at him, my eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"Sure," he replied without hesitation. "Wherever you want to go, I'll be there with you."
After a few rounds of wine, I felt slightly tipsy, a rosy hue creeping onto my cheeks.
“Zhen Ting…” I leaned against his shoulder, softly calling his name.
“Hmm?” He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and looked down at me.
“Thank you…” I closed my eyes, feeling his warmth.
“Thank me for what?”
“Thank you for helping me believe in love again.” I opened my eyes and looked at him seriously.
He smiled lightly and leaned down to kiss my forehead. “Silly, I should be the one thanking you.”
After the dinner party ended, Fu Zhenting called for the hotel staff to clear the table. The waiter respectfully removed the dishes and leftovers, carefully tidying up the beach area before quietly leaving.
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