Chapter 128 Irreplaceable

When Bai Zhenzhu woke up the next day, she felt a little uncomfortable in her neck, as if it could make a tinkling sound when she moved it.

She reached out and touched it, then immediately screamed.

"Ouch! What is that? And why is it prickly?"

She immediately sat up in bed and took the thing off her neck.

It's a seashell necklace!

Her eyelashes suddenly trembled, her pupils contracted slightly, and a hint of confusion and surprise appeared in her eyes.

I couldn't figure out what was going on, but after thinking about it a little more, I roughly understood what was happening.

She took out her phone and called Shi Jin.

Power off!

After the initial shock, she looked at the seashell necklace with a sense of helplessness.

That was a nightmare from her childhood, and every time she thought about it, it sent chills down her spine.

But at this moment, she felt an indescribable restlessness and unease, as if someone had silently torn open a wound in her heart and forcefully poured his love into it.

She resisted, but also secretly hoped that this love might truly nourish her...

Her fingers trembled as she stroked each seashell, each one unique, and she wanted to remember them all deeply.

As she watched, she burst into tears.

It wasn't the kind of crying that involves bursting out loud, but rather a restrained, pretending-to-be-fine crying.

Bai Zhenzhu cried for a long time before getting up.

A prepared Chinese breakfast and a cup of hot milk were laid out on the table.

She instinctively looked towards the kitchen, but there was no one there.

A slight smile played on her lips as she picked up her chopsticks and began to eat.

After finishing her meal, she noticed a note on the table that read, "After dinner, go for a walk on the beach. The morning air is wonderful, and the scenery is beautiful."

It's clearly Shi Jin's handwriting.

Bai Zhenzhu thought it was just a normal suggestion. She had originally wanted to go out for a stroll to digest her food, so she went to the beach after finishing her meal.

It was still a bit chilly in the morning, so she wore a Hermès shawl over her white dress, and her hair was loose, fluttering gently in the wind.

It has that beautiful, romantic feel of a Korean drama heroine.

She looked at the sea in the distance, stepped onto the soft sand, felt the salty sea breeze, and occasionally touched the seashell necklace around her neck.

A relaxed smile always graced his lips.

Suddenly she noticed a huge sandcastle not far in front of her. It wasn't a child's play castle, but a very large and magnificent one, about 5 meters long and nearly 2 meters high, standing there like a wall.

She leaned forward in amazement, wanting to see who was so patient and childlike.

The closer she got, the clearer the lettering on the castle became.

Two familiar English words appeared before her without warning—white pearl.

Was this castle built by Shi Jin? Was it a gift from him to her?!

Her eyes gradually reddened, as if a thin layer of mist gently enveloped them, and glistening tears welled up in her eyes, yet refused to fall.

She knew she still had one last stubborn streak left to fight.

“Pearl, I understand now. What you’ve always wanted wasn’t money. I used to arrogantly shower you with money, thinking that would win your heart. But what you truly wanted was love—a boundless, passionate, and intense love. This castle was built for you by my own hands, and this seashell necklace was made for you by my own hands. I carefully selected each seashell to create the best and most unique necklace in the world. Although it’s worthless, it’s priceless and extremely precious in my heart, just like your irreplaceable place in my heart…”

From the initial subtle fluctuations in Bai Zhenzhu's heart, to the overwhelming bitterness she felt at the last word.

All defenses were breached.

The tear she had been holding back finally fell from the corner of her eye.

A huge weight was lifted off my shoulders.

Her shoulders trembled slightly as Shi Jin hugged her tightly from behind.

"Pearl, don't cry. I will never let you cry again. This is the last time."

Shi Jin couldn't see Bai Zhenzhu's expression at that moment, but he knew she must be feeling terrible.

Once Bai Zhenzhu's emotions had calmed down a bit, she choked up and asked, "Did you do all of this?"

"Well, although I don't want to take credit, I really did do all of this. Last night I was on the beach with a flashlight, collecting seashells and building sandcastles. My hands are so sore, my back hurts, and my eyes are almost blind. Pearl, considering how hard I worked, could you please be nicer to me from now on and not send me away again?"

Bai Zhenzhu's words of refusal stuck in her throat; she wanted to say them but seemed to have lost the courage.

She nodded gently, letting out a soft "Mmm" through her nose.

Shi Jin's lips curled up, revealing a row of clean, even teeth. He smiled happily, as innocent as a child.

"Thank you, Pearl!" Shi Jin excitedly kissed Bai Zhenzhu hard on the cheek.

And he left immediately before Bai Zhenzhu got angry.

Bai Zhenzhu shook her body in embarrassment and indignation, and muttered, "Okay, let me go! I'm covered in sweat, it's so uncomfortable!"

Shi Jin reluctantly let go, but his gaze remained fixed on Bai Zhenzhu, unwilling to look away for even a second.

"Pearl, do you like it?"

White Pearl replied hesitantly, "It's alright, but the seashells were a bit too small, and the castle was a bit too big."

"Okay, I'll correct it next time."

Bai Zhenzhu took out her phone and handed it to Shi Jin, "Hey, take a picture for me."

Shi Jin was stunned for a second, and after realizing what was happening, she was overjoyed.

In front of the castle, Bai Zhenzhu struck a peace sign pose, looking a bit silly and a little dazed. But this photo shows Bai Zhenzhu smiling most sincerely and joyfully.

Looking at the white pearl in the camera lens, Shi Jin couldn't help but smile happily.

If only Bai Zhenzhu and he could continue to live such an ordinary and happy life together.

Even if it meant losing everything, he would gladly accept it.

After taking the photos, Bai Zhenzhu began to study the large castle, pointing and commenting on it.

One minute they'd say the castle walls were a bit low, the next they'd say the castle gate was a bit crooked—it all seemed like complaints, but they were actually just sweet criticisms.

Shi Jin humbly sought guidance.

"The painter Bai Zhenzhu is right. I will definitely listen to your advice and strive to make it even more perfect next time!"

When Shi Jin couldn't see, Bai Zhenzhu secretly revealed a satisfied smile, her eyes curving into crescent shapes, looking both cute and mischievous.

"Next time? For whom? Which woman?" She looked at him mockingly, waiting for him to jump into the fire.

"Who else could it be? In my life, Shi Jin, there is only one woman: Bai Zhenzhu."

"And what about your mother? Isn't your mother the woman in your life?"

“My mom is just my mom. She is the woman in my dad’s life, and my dad will take responsibility for her.”

"I should have recorded what you said and played it for your aunt so she would know what an ungrateful child she's raised!"

“Pearl, even if my mom heard this, she wouldn’t be angry. She would only be pleased that her son has finally grown up, knows what he wants, what he likes, and who he should be responsible for…”

"Whom are you going to be responsible to?" Bai Zhenzhu asked knowingly.

Shi Jin's thin lips curved into a smile as he leaned down and whispered two words in her ear: "Wife~"