The next day.
Qianyue Bay.
Rong Jing sat on the single sofa by the bed, his gaze fixed on Su Yinwan on the bed.
Her white nightgown made her look somewhat weak.
The effects of the medication have worn off quite some time ago; she has been sleeping since she returned yesterday.
Rong Jing couldn't bear to wake her, so he sat quietly to the side.
for a long time.
Su Yinwan blinked as she woke up.
Her voice was a little hoarse, "Have I been sleeping for a long time?"
"It's been almost a day and a night. If you're still sleepy, go back to sleep."
Rong Jing moved closer to her, bent down, and gently kissed her forehead.
Su Yinwan shook her head, "No, my head hurts a little from sleeping."
Then he sat down next to her and asked softly, "Are you hungry? I'll ask Aunt Liu to prepare some food."
With a soft "Mmm," Su Yinwan, still somewhat tired, smiled faintly at Rong Jing.
Afterwards, Aunt Liu brought up a tray with a bowl of white porridge and some side dishes.
She thought that Su Yinwan had just woken up and should eat something light, so she would make her a more substantial meal later.
Rong Jing took the tray and placed it on the nearest table.
He picked up a spoon, scooped up some white porridge, and blew on the steaming porridge.
He leaned forward slightly and brought it to her lips.
Su Yinwan ate the spoonful of porridge in large gulps and nodded hurriedly.
I was really hungry.
"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."
Rong Jing wiped the rice grains from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, a faint smile spreading across his lips.
After saying that, he continued feeding her.
I carefully controlled the amount of porridge I scooped with the spoon, afraid she might accidentally choke.
Su Yinwan adjusted the position of the pillow behind her back, obediently opened her mouth, and enjoyed the man feeding her.
a long time.
Rong Jing put down the spoon and bowl of porridge in his hand, took out a soft tissue and wiped her mouth.
then.
He took a small, dark red box from the drawer next to him.
In front of Su Yinwan, he opened the small box, inside which was a necklace.
The bright red rope is tied with a pipa knot, and the pendant is a simple yet exquisitely crafted mutton fat safety buckle.
"This is a safety amulet I specially chose for you. May you always be safe and healthy."
Rong Jing took out the necklace, loosened the knot, wrapped it around his body, and put it around Su Yinwan's neck.
Su Yinwan touched the white, smooth, and lustrous safety buckle; it was round, full, delicate, and smooth.
She liked it very much.
"I couldn't reach you yesterday, and for the first time, I felt real fear. I never realized I was so afraid of losing you. Before, no matter what happened, I never lost my composure."
"Su Yinwan, you are the most precious treasure in my life, and I will never allow you to be hurt in any way."
He hugged Su Yinwan tightly and said a bunch of sweet nothings that he hadn't expected.
Leaning against the man's chest, Su Yinwan listened attentively to each sentence and memorized them.
It turns out she's already so important to him.
She wrapped her arms tightly around Rong Jing's waist, rubbing her face against the man's chest.
"I love you, Ah Jing."
"I love you too, Wanwan."
In the past, Su Yinwan disdained to say such cheesy love words. She felt that these were just empty words and far less reliable than actual actions.
But now, she feels that for two people in love, this is a very valuable source of spiritual nourishment and an important step in consolidating their relationship.
afternoon.
Rong's mother made a special trip to Shallow Moon Bay.
Behind her followed an elegant and composed middle-aged woman and a girl of similar age to Su Yinwan.
The middle-aged woman wore a light green Chinese-style cheongsam and looked very gentle and graceful.
The girl standing next to her, however, wore a simple white T-shirt dress and looked young and energetic.
In her left hand she carried a sandalwood box that resembled a toolbox, and in her right hand she held a picture book that already showed some signs of wear.
Su Yinwan looked at the two unfamiliar faces and didn't know how to address them.
"Wanwan, this is Aunt Lin, and that is her daughter Ningyi."
Rong's mother took Su Yinwan's hand and sat her down on the sofa in the living room.
"Aunt Lin's family has passed down their qipao-making skills for generations, and they are all top-notch. Over the decades, she has also prepared many Chinese-style qipaos for our Rong family."
“You only got married last year, and she happened to be out of town, so you don’t know her.”
"The main reason I came here today is to make you a few suitable Chinese-style cheongsams."
Su Yinwan smiled and nodded, then turned to look at them and greeted them, "Aunt Lin, Ningyi, thank you for your help later."
After saying that, Su Yinwan led the two of them up to the room on the second floor.
Rong Jing was having tea with his mother in the living room.
Seeing her son looking refreshed, she tentatively asked.
"Ah Jing, will I be able to hold my grandson soon?"
Rong Jing, “…”
“I see that your relationship with Wanwan is becoming more and more stable. It’s time to have a child. Whether it’s a boy or a girl, I will love any child that is yours.”
"Mom, there's no rush. We have our own plans."
"Alright, alright, I won't force you. Whether you let things take their course or proceed according to plan, we won't interfere."
After saying that, Rong's mother picked up the hot tea on the coffee table and drank it.
Second floor.
Ningyi, on the other hand, has a cheerful and outgoing personality, quite different from her mother.
Looking at Su Yinwan, whose long hair was casually tied up and who had the look of a female protagonist in a poster, she couldn't help but praise her.
"Sister Wan, you are so beautiful. I have seen many daughters and wives of wealthy families, but after thinking about it, I still think you are the most beautiful."
"Thank you, you have such a sweet tongue."
Aunt Lin sat to the side, flipping through the picture book.
Because Ning Yi is about the same age as Su Yinwan, and she likes to be close to her.
So, she was responsible for measuring Su Yinwan's measurements.
As she measured her body with a tape measure, she chatted animatedly.
"Sister Wan, your legs are so long and flawless, not bad at all. Why don't you just buy them insurance?"
Ning Yi sighed as she measured Su Yinwan's slender legs.
Su Yinwan smiled but didn't reply.
Then, I was asked some details about the clothes, and we talked about the fabric and suggestions.
After taking the measurements, Su Yinwan was pulled to sit down again, and Ning Yi turned the pages of the booklet for her one by one.
The teacher carefully explained the cheongsam's collar type, buttons, cut, slits, length, pleats, and so on.
Looking at the wide variety of cheongsam styles, Su Yinwan found it difficult to make a decision.
Aunt Lin noticed her predicament and said gently, "How about we make a few simple patterns first, and then try them out?"
In her opinion, Su Yinwan's appearance was enough to carry off any cheongsam, and she didn't need too many complicated decorations; minimalism was perhaps the most suitable for her.
"Okay, I'll do as you say."
Su Yinwan rarely wore cheongsams and had little experience with them.
She trusted professionals, so she agreed to Aunt Lin's suggestion.
The whole process took two hours.
Afterwards.
Rong's mother left with them.
Su Yinwan wanted to invite him to stay for dinner, but he refused.
The reason is that I didn't want to disturb the young couple's affection.
She had no choice but to give up.
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