Chapter 738
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Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Su Zhinian had a beach bungalow in Sanya. After it was renovated last year, no one had moved in. Song Qingchun was lucky enough to be the first person to move in.
Su Zhinian's bungalow was luxuriously decorated. The windows were facing the sea, and there was a swimming pool in front of the door. There were two umbrellas by the side, and there were leather recliners.
Song Qingchun, who was exhausted, really did not have the energy to explore Su Zhinian's bungalow. After Su Zhinian pointed out her bedroom, she bade him goodnight and dragged her suitcase into it.
When Song Qingchun woke up naturally, it was already noon.
The weather in Sanya was perfect that day. The sea was blue, and the sun shone brightly. Song Qingchun stretched before the floor-to-ceiling window, brushed her teeth, and went downstairs.
Su Zhinian was already awake. He was on the phone in the living room. When he saw her come down, he pointed at the dining room, signaling for her to go eat first.
Song Qingchun, who had just woken up, really did not have much of an appetite. After filling her stomach, she noticed Su Zhinian was still on the phone, so she did not disturb him. She walked around his bungalow before returning to the living room. Su Zhinian was still on the phone. Song Qingchun sat on the sofa and lay naturally on Su Zhinian's lap. She reached out to pick up the washed grapes and started munching on them.
Su Zhinian answered the phone with one hand and placed his other hand on her head to play with her long hair. Occasionally, he would lower his head to look at Song Qingchun.
When Su Zhinian looked at her for the thirteenth time, Song Qingchun stopped stuffing the grapes into her mouth. Then, she removed the grapes from her mouth and extended her arm to pass them to Su Zhinian's lips.
Su Zhinian lowered his gaze to look at her fingertips. He opened his mouth to grab the grape and started to chew on it.
Then, after that, Song Qingchun ate one grape after another for him.
The sun outside the window shone brightly, and the atmosphere in the room was peaceful. Other than his voice that occasionally drifted out, there was no other sound.
Song Qingchun ate one grape each, and her originally happy mood suddenly turned sour. Even the sweet grapes were sour to the point that they could not stand it.
For the past few days, it had always been like this. Every time the atmosphere between them reached the warmest moment between lovers, it would be followed by indescribable pain and sadness.
Perhaps it was because it was the last day of their date, when the sadness came, Song Qingchun found it hard to suppress the emotions in her heart.
She shoved the grape in her hand into Su Zhinian's mouth and sat up from his lap. Then she stood up and went to the bathroom.
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97 Su Zhinian hung up the phone not long after Song Qingchun entered the bathroom. He sat on the spot where she had just sat, and his fingers caressed the spot like he was savoring the memory of something.
About ten minutes later, Song Qingchun walked out of the bathroom. Su Zhinian turned around, and there was no longer any trace of sadness or disappointment on her. As she fixed her hair, she smiled at him and suggested, "Shall we go for a walk?"
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For dinner, Su Zhinian and Song Qingchun had an outdoor barbecue at the beach.
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