Chapter 128 Finally, we saw the aurora!
The result of being jealous is that you'll be completely devoured by a man with incredible endurance, leaving not even a bone fragment behind.
The next day, both of them slept until noon.
After having lunch at the hotel, they took the train to Malm.
As the rumbling wheels crossed the sea-crossing bridge, Anmi excitedly started recording a vlog on her phone.
"Yan Jinnian, look here!"
Outside the window, the deep blue sea looked like an art film, and the man in the center of the background was her only and best male lead.
"Honey, let me take the picture for you."
Yan Jinnian, with great insight, took the phone.
But Anmi rejected him.
"No, I want to take your picture."
A smile played on her lips, and a surge of pink bubbles welled up inside her.
In the video, the man's features are deep and defined, as if every detail has been meticulously sculpted.
It matches the scenery here so perfectly!
Her temperament blends perfectly, making her incredibly photogenic!
Red beans grow in the south, and my husband is a male model!
Anmi happily took photos the whole way, only stopping when the train arrived at the station.
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Compared to Copenhagen, Malmö appears smaller and quieter.
There are many classic European-style buildings here.
The two strolled hand in hand through the city streets, chatting and enjoying the scenery, savoring a rare moment of tranquility.
The itinerary for the next few days was arranged in several nearby cities.
The two of them walked and stopped along the way, lingering longer in places they liked and quickly glancing at places they didn't.
Honeymoons are all about doing whatever you want.
It must have been tough for Anmi.
It strains my legs during the day and my back at night.
Being busy from morning till night is even more tiring than going to work.
On the other hand, the men seem to eat with a satisfied look on their faces every day.
The honeymoon was originally scheduled to end in Tórshavn.
On the third-to-last day, while dining at a restaurant, they were told by the kind proprietress that the probability of seeing the aurora borealis in Faroe Islands at this time of year was almost zero.
So Norway was chosen as the final destination of this trip.
And as it turned out, this decision was correct.
At the end of September in Tromsø, Amy saw the aurora borealis, a sight she will never forget.
As she drove up to the Arctic Circle and crossed the boundless snowfields, when the emerald green light covered her head, she felt as if she had fallen into a dream woven by the hand of the God of the Universe.
"Yan Jinnian!"
Anmi held the man's hand tightly, the allure of the universe causing her to involuntarily shed tears.
So beautiful!
It's simply a miracle!
The green light flowed and spread.
"Wife, make a wish quickly." Yan Jinnian gently covered her eyes.
In ancient Nordic legends, if a person sees the aurora borealis in their lifetime, their wish will come true.
Anmi quickly clasped her hands together and made a sincere wish to the universe in the vast snowfield.
After agreeing, she opened her eyes.
"Honey, did you say yes?"
Yan Jinnian withdrew his hand: "I made that promise when I came ten years ago."
"Huh? You came here ten years ago!" Anmi exclaimed in surprise.
How old was he ten years ago?
Nineteen years old?
However, given his family background, nineteen is the age when he should be traveling around... so it's normal for him to come here.
Her fingers, red from the cold, asked, "Did your wish come true?"
It's been ten years, it should have been achieved long ago.
A layer of white frost had formed on Yan Jinnian's long eyelashes.
He nodded: "Yes, it's done."
"Wow!" Anmi stomped her foot.
"Now that it's come true, there's no need to guess anymore. Let me guess what your wish is."
She frowned as she thought.
"Does it mean achieving career success and becoming a big boss?"
"no."
"Uh... does that mean becoming a super handsome guy?"
"I don't think we need to make a wish for this, honey."
"oh."
Too.
I forgot about my husband's excellent genes.
She smiled sheepishly, "Let me think about it some more~"
"I understand! It means you married a good wife, right?"
The man curled his lips into a smile: "More or less."
"About the same? How much different is that?"
Anmi pressed, "Tell me quickly!"
Yan Jinnian's eyes flickered.
Ten years ago was his last year studying in the United States.
This is also my ninth year living alone abroad.
That year, my father brought my younger brother home and took him to pay respects to our ancestors.
From that day on, his mother sent him a series of accusations every day without fail.
The implication was that he should strive to live up to expectations and be determined to retain his position as the first successor.
He was constantly spurred on, and his mother's various terrible predictions about the future overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.
It's not just age that's increasing, but also persistent tension headaches and insomnia that creeps in without us even realizing it.
He did not return to China on New Year's Eve that year.
A person flies from New York to Norway and wanders aimlessly through the streets of a foreign country.
I happened to meet a group of enthusiastic young people who had come from China, and I joined them to chase the aurora.
Drive from the city center all the way to the border.
That was one of the few times he felt free.
At the moment the aurora erupted, everyone was shouting excitedly, but he was the only one who seemed like a shell with its core removed.
"Make a wish!"
Under the surging green light, everyone put their hands together and closed their eyes.
He stood by, unmoved.
Ten years ago, Yan Jinnian was far less powerful and awe-inspiring than he is now.
Ten years ago, he was more like a seed of grass thrown into the snow, expected to grow quickly.
To take root, one must penetrate thick snow, cold ice, and sharp rocks.
Break through all obstacles that are happening or may happen in the future, and put your roots deep into the dark, damp soil.
In this process, the importance of sunlight seems to have been overlooked.
Not only that, it was completely absent.
But life needs light.
A solitary grass seed, without light, loses its power to grow upwards.
So what wish did Yan Jinnian make ten years ago?
Under the aurora borealis in Tromsø, at the last moment of hesitation, he looked up and softly said:
"If possible..."
"I hope someone loves me."
"Hehe, someone loves you?" Anmi curled the corners of her mouth.
"That's me!"
"So I'm a gift from the universe to you?"
Yan Jinnian's eyes seemed to be adorned with countless stars.
"yes."
"You are the best gift I have ever received in my life."
Upon hearing this, Anmi excitedly stomped her feet in the snow, leaving a circle of footprints.
"Then you'd better cherish me, or the universe will never forgive you!"
Overhead, ribbon-like emerald aurora borealis tumbled and danced in the night sky.
It's the same as it was ten years ago, yet different.
Yan Jinnian stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and gently tucked the scarf around her neck.
"Okay, honey."
"I will definitely cherish it."
Cherish my gift.
my sweetheart.
The only light in my life.
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