I've been in M country for five days.
Rong Jing finally had time to go out with Su Yinwan today.
The two walked through the dense crowds, passing by popular tourist attractions in Country M.
At this time, the sun was not very strong, and a gentle breeze occasionally blew.
People who looked like tourists picked up tripods, made peace signs for the camera, and captured the beautiful moment.
Following the travel guide, Su Yinwan led Rong Jing into a narrow street paved with bluestone slabs.
“I saw a handmade shop online a few days ago. There’s an old man who makes couple rings, the kind that are one-of-a-kind.”
The streets are lined with small wooden houses, row upon row, colorful and creating a fairytale-like atmosphere.
The further you go in, the narrower the streets become, to the point that no more than three people can walk together.
Because the ground was paved with uneven, cobblestones, Su Yinwan found it somewhat difficult to walk.
The heels she was wearing today weren't very high, but they still occasionally got stuck in the bouncy gaps, making her sway a little as she walked.
"Be careful." Rong Jing steadily supported her body as she was about to fall.
The man simply hooked his arm around her slender waist and body, wrapped his arms around her, and continued walking forward.
Soon, the two arrived at the handmade shop.
Unlike other shops, this handmade shop doesn't have a signboard with its name hanging at the entrance, nor does it have any decorations. It simply has handwritten words on a wooden board.
[Dream]
The name of the handmade goods shop.
At this time, there weren't many customers in the store.
Standing in front of Su Yinwan was a young couple.
The two chatted and laughed. The girl must have heard the boy say something sweet, because she blushed and hid in his arms.
for a long time.
It was finally Su Yinwan's turn.
The old man asked Su Yinwan what style she wanted.
"Simple and plain is fine, it would be best if a letter could be engraved on it."
"How about one J and one W?"
Su Yinwan turned to look at Rong Jing.
Rong Jing nodded and smiled to himself.
"Sure, sure. Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication. We'll keep only the most precious things." The old man smiled kindly and took out the materials for making the ring.
A few hours later.
The old man then made two rings, which were made of silver.
The ring band is very simple, without any extra decorations, and the inside of the ring is engraved with letters.
Su Yinwan also noticed that there were some patterns around the letters, and she looked up at the old man in confusion.
"I added some lisianthus patterns for you, do you mind?" The old man looked at the two of them with eyes full of stories, and said in a deep voice, "Unwavering love never withers."
"No problem, we really like it, thank you."
Su Yinwan accepted the two rings with both hands.
She slipped one of the rings, which had the letter J on it, onto her fair finger; it fit perfectly.
Next, she slipped another ring with the letter W onto Rong Jing's slender finger; it was also the perfect size.
The two hands clasped together are quite a sight to behold.
Rong Jing stepped forward, took out his wallet from his pocket, and handed a wad of banknotes to the old man.
No, the old man waved his hand and refused to accept it.
He stroked his slightly long, white beard and smiled, "Today I've met some kindred spirits. This is something that can't be measured in money. I'm glad you like it."
Finally, let me leave you with this thought: meeting each other in this vast sea of people is already a rare privilege, and being able to love each other is the greatest fortune.
Cherish this love, and may you love each other forever.
After saying goodbye to the old man, Rong Jing and Su Yinwan walked slowly down the street.
The man recalled the old man's words and gripped Su Yinwan's hand even tighter.
In the private hospital, Ye Anmo felt a bit disgusted by the smell of disinfectant and by her subconscious fear of hospitals.
Ever since she woke up, she has been begging Si Mingye to take her home; she doesn't want to stay here anymore.
Seeing the woman's weak appearance, Si Mingye initially disagreed.
However, she kept acting coquettishly towards him, a side of her he had never seen before when he knew her, and he instantly surrendered.
After Dr. Hu made all the arrangements, Si Mingye carried Ye Anmo out of the hospital and got into the black Rolls-Royce parked at the entrance.
The car slowly drove along the asphalt road, and Ye Anmo saw the scenery of Country M for the first time.
She slowly looked out the window and pressed the button to slowly slide the car window down.
Tall buildings and shops line both sides of the street.
Seeing many familiar Chinese faces gave her a sense of belonging.
The brilliant sunlight shone on the sycamore trees along the roadside, casting dappled shadows on the ground through the branches and leaves.
A slight chilly breeze blew in from outside the window, and Si Mingye, worried about Ye Anmo's health, wanted to close the car window.
Ye Anmo pouted and said, "Can I take a few more looks? Look, this wind, this sunlight, even if I can't grasp them, I can still feel the comfort."
After saying that, she placed her fingertips on the windowpane, enjoying the caress of nature.
Helpless, Si Mingye had no choice but to take off his suit jacket and drape it over her shoulders, then hugged her from the side.
Su Yinwan and Rong Jing were walking down the street, planning to cross the road to the mall on the other side to buy some gifts to take back to people.
Rong Jing took her hand and led her to the other side, while Su Yinwan turned her head to look around.
Suddenly.
Her eyes widened, and she spoke haltingly, "Sister? Is it...sister...?"
She stared in disbelief at the Rolls-Royce stopped in the middle of the road, waiting for the green light, with a girl who looked a lot like her older sister sitting in the back seat.
Su Yinwan frantically shook off Rong Jing's hand and ran quickly toward the Rolls-Royce.
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