In fact, he didn't believe this legend. His meeting with her was just a coincidence. It was just that he wanted to give her a beautiful place, hoping that she would not lose the beauty she longed for.
Because...even if the Southern Cross cannot be realized, he will let her achieve it.
After a while, I adapted to serving New Zealand specialty food.
Wang Aoshuang looked at the rich food in front of her and was salivating. "I was frightened twice today and many cells died. I want to have a good meal and cultivate new cells well."
Ling Ang looked at her without any concealment and picked up a piece of lobster and carefully peeled the shell. "New Zealand is surrounded by sea, so the seafood is delicious. This kind of fat lobster can be eaten raw and the taste is very special! But I see
You have a bad stomach and are irritated after eating raw and cold food, so you need to cook water."
He glued the lobster with lemon juice to remove the fishy fish, then mixed with jam, put it on the plate in front of her, "Eat more."
Looking at the clean lobster in front of him, Wang Aoshuang felt a little warmth in her heart, and thanked him: "Actually, I can peel it myself."
"The lobster's shell is very sharp, I'm afraid you will hurt your hands," he said lightly.
Wang Aoshuang looked at his face that looked like the scorching sun in the light. After a moment of trance, a strange feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
There is a kind of carefulness that has nothing to do with wealth. Some people are as rich as a country. They will give her lots of money, but they will never give them a little subtle consideration.
And he has always cared about her since he met her, never for any purpose or for any reward.
At this moment, she was really a little doubtful whether Ling Ang liked her anymore.
But she soon felt ridiculous about her idea.
How could a man like him, who is full of excellence, like an ordinary woman like her, those noble ladies who are as noble as princesses and as beautiful as fairies, be with him the perfect person to match the world.
Maybe he is a little kinder than other men and is just willing to help others.
"Eat quickly, it will be no longer delicious when it is cold. After eating, you still have to make a wish." Ling Ang gently reminded her.
Wang Aoshuang came back to her senses, lowered her head, and tasted the rich food thoughtfully.
After dinner, Ling Ang drove her out of the woods and came to a grassy field in the suburbs.
He raised his head and looked up at the sky, which was deep and vast, and the stars were like countless clear ice hockeys, shining like clear water.
The moonlight is as gentle as water, sprinkling a layer of veil that appears faintly between the sky and the earth, hazy and mysterious.
"Make your wish." He looked at her gently, and his crystal-like eyes reflected the soft light of the moonlight.
"Okay." She closed her eyes and prayed silently in her heart.
After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at him, "Ling Ang, since your wish has come true, then there are more one more, and your wish may come true soon."
He smiled slightly, his smile was lonely and gentle, "Okay."
He looked at the bright Southern Cross in the sky and slowly recited silently: I hope she can live a happy life!
After Wang Aoshuang made a wish, he looked at him in a blink of an eye and smiled curiously on his face, "Ling Ang, can you tell me what your wish is to realize it?"
Ling Ang's gentle expression gradually became quiet. He looked at her faintly but didn't say anything.
Actually, he didn't know whether he should tell her about this situation now.
She was engaged and still loved that man. And she had no impression of him at all.
Seeing that he was silent, she was a little disappointed, but she didn't care. After all, everyone has a secret in their hearts.
The two sat on the grass, enjoyed the night for a while, and then returned to the hotel in downtown Auckland.
At 12 o'clock in the evening, Ling Ang was sleeping in a daze and the door suddenly rang.
When he opened the door, Wang Aoshuang stood at the door with a pale face.