Yan Zheng's breathing seemed to stop, and his eyes were fixed on the box in Sang Tianen's hand. It was a jewelry box wrapped in white velvet and had a warm luster.

Looking at the room full of pink roses, pink balloons and pink bunnies, plus a velvet box that looks like it contains jewelry, all of this looks like a configuration for a certain occasion.

Suddenly, a guess came to his mind that made him unbelievable. Could it be that -

His pupils contracted violently, and he subconsciously covered his mouth with both hands. A light flashed quickly in his eyes, and his body trembled at this moment.

It would be impolite not to leave in such an important occasion. The salesman Xiao Sheng was very attentive and slowly moved back, mouthing "I'm leaving" to Sang Tianen.

Sang Tianen winked at her, and after the salesman left, she walked up to Yan Zheng, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled gently, "Why are you crying again?"

Yan Zheng didn't say anything, but opened his arms and hugged her waist tightly, buried his head in her arms, and sobbed silently.

Sang Tianen was stunned for a moment, feeling a little puzzled. She just bought some roses and stuck some balloons on them. It was understandable that she was moved, but there was no need for her to cry.

The whole thing was done by the yacht company's employees. She just paid a small amount of money and didn't put in any effort at all. Why was she so emotional? Are all men so emotional?

Sang Tianen sighed inaudibly, then stroked her boyfriend's head and said helplessly, "If you look like this, people who don't know you will think I'm bullying you."

Yan Zheng hugged her even tighter and muttered in a vague voice, "You are bullying me."

Faced with the man's unreasonable behavior, Sang Tianen could only raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, okay?" His voice contained a doting touch that he himself could hardly detect.

The man in his arms paused for a second, raised his slightly red face and said, "Sang Tianen, will you always like me this much?"

This question really stumped Sang Tianen. Somehow she suddenly remembered a sentence from the physics textbook - the world is material, matter is in motion, and motion has its own rules.

There is nothing unchanging in this world, especially something as complex as emotions.

Today she likes Yan Zheng, but tomorrow Yan Zheng does something that makes her hate him, so of course her liking for him will decrease. The day after tomorrow Yan Zheng apologizes to her, and the liking that has decreased will naturally come back.

Besides, no one knows what will happen in the future. Maybe the man who is obsessed with her at this moment will look at others with the same eyes in the future. Then what does her words mean at this moment?

Sang Tianen's long silence made Yan Zheng's heart suddenly tighten. He stared at her eyes uneasily, hoping that she could say something to reassure him, even if it was just symbolic.

Men are so ridiculous sometimes.

Sang Tianen noticed his uneasiness, brushed the man's hair off his forehead, and said calmly, "I can't guarantee anything about the future, but at this moment I can tell you with absolute certainty that I like you very much."

"And I will do my best to keep this love going, and I will also try my best to make you keep liking me."

"If I don't do well and make you leave, I will sincerely wish you to meet someone better than me for the rest of your life. This person will be younger, more beautiful, richer, and love you more than me."

Sang Tianen's voice was steady, as if he was giving a serious academic report, but his tone, which was so flat and boring, moistened Yan Zheng's heart like a drizzle.

Yan Zheng had never thought that there was such a way of expressing love in the world. It didn't sound romantic at all, but it made him see Sang Tianen's determination to be with him for the rest of her life. Without thinking, he held his girlfriend's face and kissed her.

It was a very beautiful kiss. Both of them were a little carried away and it was a long time before they let go of each other. However, they did not separate immediately. Instead, they looked at each other silently and kissed again after a few seconds.

This happened three times before this beautiful entanglement ended.

After the ceremony, Yan Zheng sat at the head of the bed with his eyes lowered, not saying a word. It was unknown what he was thinking. Sang Tianen secretly pinched her fingers and kept regulating her breathing. After a long while, she handed the carefully prepared gift to Yan Zheng and said, "Your gift."

Yan Zheng blinked his eyes and reached out to take the white velvet box. The delicate touch made him reluctant to open the box immediately.

Sang Tianen disliked his nonsense and directly snatched the box and opened it. He took out the duck feather and lottery ticket and placed them all in his palm. His eyes sparkled and he said, "Do you like it?"

Yan Zheng looked at the thing in his hand and was stunned for a long time without saying anything. Sang Tianen thought that he didn't like his gift and quickly said, "This is not an ordinary lottery ticket."

As he spoke, he excitedly took out his phone, opened the search software, found the lottery number for that period and put it in front of him: "See, third prize, it's third prize."

Holding the lottery ticket with a little force, Yan Zheng whispered, "You prepared so much just to give me a lottery ticket?" His voice was strangely quiet.

"Yes, don't you like it?" Sang Tianen looked at him in confusion, with a smile still lingering on his face.

Yan Zheng paused for three full seconds before smiling and saying, "I like it."

Sang Tianen breathed a sigh of relief, his face brightened with joy. He hugged Yan Zheng and said, "When we have time, let's go receive the award together. I'll buy you a bear mask, okay?"

Yan Zheng also laughed and nodded softly.

An hour later, the two of them arrived at the open sea. It was far away from the dock and there were no other ships. There was only their small yacht in the world. If something happened, they would be helpless.

Sang Tianen was lying on a chair wearing sunglasses, occasionally glancing at Yan Zheng who was busy in the kitchen, and shouted, "Stop working and come and fish with me."

"I'm here." Yan Zheng came over with a plate of fruit. As soon as he put down the plate, he was pulled into Sang Tianen's arms.

"I told you to stop working. Look at all the sweat." Sang Tianen took out a tissue and wiped his forehead carefully, taking the opportunity to pinch his face.

Yan Zheng smiled and took a peeled lychee, put it in her mouth and asked, "Is it sweet?"

Sang Tianen chewed the fruit and replied in his heart, "Not as sweet as you." But he nodded seriously and said, "Not bad."

Yan Zheng took another purple grape, peeled it with his nimble fingers, stuffed it into her mouth and asked, "What about this?"