After walking about twenty meters, he looked back at the deep blue sea and said to Cheng Ningyou, "Zhang Mofei, paint here, let's paint together."
He found a branch and handed it to Cheng Ningyou's hand, hugged her from behind, held her hand, and the two of them began to draw on the beach hand in hand.
Two children, childhood, boyhood, youth... and then the present and the future.
After finishing the painting, continue painting the house.
It took about an hour or two, before the sun had set and the moon had appeared, and the painting on the beach satisfied Pei Moden.
Under the moonlight, he curled his lips with satisfaction and hugged Cheng Ningyou with both hands.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Zhang Mofei, I understand. It takes two people to build a home, and a relationship requires hard work from both parties. Let me be good to you. You are in my bones, and I can't live without you.
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He was so afraid that she would no longer accept him and not give him a chance to love her. Only he knew the feeling of regaining something lost. He didn't want it to happen a second time, so he had to hold on to her this time.
Cheng Ning looked at Pei Mochen with wide almond-shaped eyes. His peach blossom eyes were full of emotion, his tone was as gentle as ever, and his voice was still nice.
She is in his bone marrow, and her hands are tightly squeezing his arms unconsciously. Does he really have her bone marrow in his body?
The days I spent with him were uneventful, but I became more and more accustomed to him, and I never had any resistance to him.
Whether he forcibly kissed her or got close to her, she easily accepted, "It takes two people to build a home, and relationships require dedication from both parties." Did he mean to confirm that he would start a family with her?
His eyes turned to the painting she and Pei Mochen had painted on the beach just now, and a picture quickly flashed through his mind: beach and children.
When she tried to think hard, her mind went blank again.
"Pei Mochen, have I painted similar paintings before?" She pointed to the first painting they painted, two children.
After asking, she pursed her lips, looked away, and then said slowly, "Maybe because I often draw those two children, I have an illusion."
"It's not an illusion, you really painted here." Pei Mochen hugged her tightly excitedly, "Did you remember something?"
That time she painted more than half of it, but just like before, a wave came and destroyed the life she longed for.
In fact, he should have taken her to a distant place and redrawn it that time. If the two of them drew it together like just now, she would not leave.
Cheng Ning worriedly shook his head, "No, it seems familiar."
She didn't know if that was her past memory, but it flashed by. The situation like that had never happened in the past few years, and she was also very curious.
Pei Mochen said, "Stop thinking about it. Your head starts to hurt if you think too much. Just know that you have been mine since you were a child."
"Then tell me how I gave you the bone marrow."
"good."
Pei Mochen hugged her and walked back while talking, with a slow pace and a little affection.
Cheng Ningyou put her hands around his neck and listened carefully to his story about their past. She wanted to know a little bit about their past.
She heard that she and Pei Mochen met and then donated bone marrow, she had a car accident, etc. It was like reading a good novel, and she was looking forward to the development of the story later.
In the next few days, she pestered him to tell her.
