A gentle sea breeze caressed her, causing her long hair to sway slightly and feel cool against her skin.

Chu Wuyang slowly opened her eyes.

My gaze swept across the room—the air was filled with a faint, pleasant woody scent, and the soft murmur of the waves outside the window reached my ears.

She turned her head and looked around:

Smooth wooden walls, interlocking beams and columns, simple and warm wooden tables and chairs.

The entire space was so quiet that time seemed to have stood still.

After a moment of stunned silence,

She instinctively touched the soft sheets beneath her, and her memories slowly returned—this was a small house on an island.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes.

She had just sat up when the back of her hand seemed to brush against something.

Looking down,

The ring on my ring finger lay there quietly.

She froze, her fingertips gently tracing the ring, a certain image flashing through her mind:

He sat on the edge of the bed, his movements gentle yet carrying an undeniable persistence.

He pushed the ring onto her finger.

Chu Wuyang raised her hand, facing the sunlight.

Gazing at the light and shadow reflected on the surface of the ring, it is simple yet has a unique charm.

Compared to the dazzling diamond ring she gave away before,

This ring is less ostentatious and more understated in its declaration.

She was somewhat lost in thought as she watched.

Just as a slight smile appeared on her lips, a sudden phone ring interrupted her thoughts.

She was startled awake by the ringing of her phone and glanced at the phone on the bedside table.

Caller ID: Yang Jinchu.

Chu Wuyang was startled for a moment.

My finger hovered over the answer button for a moment, hesitating.

In the end, I swiped the green button.

"Brother Jin Chu?"

Her voice was still hoarse from just waking up.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Then Yang Jinchu's calm yet subtly concerned voice came through.

"Did you just wake up? How have you been sleeping lately?"

Chu Wuyang was stunned for a moment.

He smiled casually.

"It's alright, I haven't had any nightmares lately."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Jin Chu whispered:

"You were suffering from insomnia and nightmares in the US, and seeing so many psychologists didn't help. A few days ago, I happened to meet that dream artist who can treat psychological issues, and I found out that you only went to see her once..."

His voice paused slightly, his tone carrying a hint of concern.

"Are you really alright now?"

Yang Jinchu's words seemed to be a reminder of something. Chu Wuyang gripped her phone tightly, trying to keep her tone relaxed:

"It's okay now, I'm fine, and I haven't had nightmares in a long time."

Jin Chu responded softly, as if she had breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay, that's good."

After a brief pause,

Chu Wuyang asked:

"Did you call just to ask about this?"

Yang Jinchu lowered his voice, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

"Not entirely,"

"With the year-end approaching, I usually go to Hanyue Temple alone to pray for my grandmother. This year... since you're also in Haicheng, let's go together."

Chu Wuyang was stunned.

Many fragments of the past came to mind.

She gripped her phone tightly, her fingers slightly cold, as if she were struggling with some kind of resistance within herself.

There was no response on the phone.

Yang Jinchu added, as if he thought she had some concerns.

"Wen Ying is coming too,"

Chu Wuyang responded softly:

"good!"

After hanging up the phone,

She stared at the black screen for a long time before putting down her phone with trembling fingers.

My heart felt as heavy as a stone.

Subconsciously

She raised her hand and looked at the ring on her ring finger; the luster that had once pleased her now seemed somewhat dazzling.

She raised her hand in a daze and slowly slipped the ring off her finger.

The moment the ring slipped off, it seemed to take away a trace of warmth.

She gripped the ring tightly, held it in her palm, and gazed at it.

At that moment, the door was pushed open.

Jingmin walked in, dressed in a beige casual outfit, his face glistening with sweat from exercising.

She was still holding a bunch of unwrapped white roses in her hand.

"You're awake?"

His voice was light and cheerful, and his gaze was fixed on her.

Chu Wuyang didn't accept the flowers; she just stared at him blankly.

He seemed depressed.

Seeing that she wasn't going to accept, Jingmin didn't press the matter and simply smiled.

Don't you like it?

He placed white roses by his bedside, filling the bedroom with their fragrance.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, I shared with her with great interest.

"The flower stalls at the market didn't have white roses at first. I stood there looking for a long time, and the stall owner looked down on me for only looking and not buying, saying that I couldn't afford them."

"I awkwardly asked if they had any white roses, because my wife only likes white roses,"

"The vendor, perhaps unable to understand me, rudely spoke in his dialect and kept trying to drive me away, saying I was blocking his business..."

His tone carried a hint of self-deprecating humor.

"Later, a child understood what I was saying and took me to the flower farmer to pick some."

"Not bad, right?"

Chu Wuyang glanced at the flowers, but showed little interest. She didn't respond, only raising her eyes to ask:

Are you going back soon?

Jingmin lowered his head, looked into her eyes, and replied.

"Okay, I'll go back after breakfast."

He took her hand.

"Are you angry because you didn't see me this morning?"

He rubbed his large hand against her small hand, looked down and saw there was no ring, paused for a moment, and asked softly.

"Don't you like the ring? I had it modified into a more casual, everyday style that won't be too flashy,"

Chu Wuyang withdrew her hand and shifted her gaze to the ring on his hand, which seemed to be always worn. Her tone was indifferent:

"It's just... I'm not used to it."

Jingmin felt a little disappointed upon hearing this, pursed his lips, and said nothing more.

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