At 7:50, Nanyang offshore harbor.

A European car slowly stopped at the side of the coastal auxiliary road.

He Yanmo got out of the car. Ah Yong also timely lowered the window and asked, "Miss, I really don't need to take you back to school?"

"Bye, uncle Yong."

He Yanmo stepped down the steps along the coast and waved her hand as she walked.

Ah Yong didn't say much. He turned the steering wheel and went back to the villa.

For the safety of he Yanmo, their old subordinates of brother Chen never worried.

Although she looks beautiful, she can overturn the casino in a fight.

A Yong, as a bystander of his own experience, is super confident in he Yanmo's skill.

After the continental car drove away, he Yanmo turned back to the coastal auxiliary road. She looked at the sea view apartment across the street and smiled cunningly and contentedly.

"Miss He." he Yanmo just walked into the zebra crossing, and a light shout came from behind.

She turned back, and her ponytail threw a beautiful arc behind her head, "Qinglei brother?"

Qinglei smiled politely, "please follow me. The owner is waiting for you by the sea."

....

On the beach at night, the light curtain of street lamps is dense around. Waves, beaches, breezes and ripples are combined together, which has a vast romance.

Not far ahead, there must be a white tent in the middle of the beach, next to the dining table surrounded by a gauze curtain.

He Yanmo approached slowly, but Qinglei stopped ten meters away and waited.

In front of the tent is Shang Yin.

He stood with his hands down. His black shirt and trousers were like messengers in the night. They were noble, cold and rebellious.

He Yanmo pulled away the hair disordered by the wind and walked to him, facing the sea together.

Their arms met. Shang Yin lowered his eyes and grabbed her hand. "Cold?"

He Yanmo shook his head, curled up his fingertips and hooked him, "brother Yin, just now Qinglei called you the master... I remember he called you the little master last year."

She guessed what must have happened to Shang Yin's delayed return.

But he didn't expect to become the owner of Qinglei's house.

This seems to mean that he succeeded grandpa Gan and became the rightful owner of the Shang family.

What's more, his future... May also be in Palma.

He Yanmo couldn't help turning his head, "you..."

Shang Yin interrupted her with his lips, "walk with me?"

He Yanmo answered, and then accompanied Shang Yin to walk on the beach.

No purpose, no pedestrians, the whole coastline is just the two of them.

He Yanmo looked down at each other's twining fingers. Her heart beat faster and throbbed fiercely.

Girls in the flower season and rainy season like to be straightforward and warm.

He Yanmo can't remember when it started. When she held hands with brother Yin again, her mood became different.

Maybe fifteen, maybe earlier.

Obviously, they grew up hand in hand. Obviously, he is her nominal brother, but some emotions have changed subtly.

Puppy love? Not exactly.

He Yanmo and Shang Yin didn't express their love directly, but gradually formed a tacit understanding in their accumulated relationship.

They like each other, grow up with each other, and wait for each other to grow up as soon as possible.

At this time, Shang Yin's slow voice still showed a trace of youth clarity. He opened his lips and said, "Mo Mo, on August 17 this year, I inherited the Shang family."

"Well, I guessed." he Yanmo lowered her head and walked forward, "then you... Will always live in Palma in the future?"

He has been in Palma for eight years, which is no different from his regular residence.

But he always told her, Mo Mo, when I came back.

Now that he has grown up and inherited the Shang family, he may come back only a few times, just like grandpa Gan.

He Yanmo is a little uncomfortable, which is a pure reluctance.

Shang Yin looked at the girl's trembling eyelashes. "Do you want me to come back often?"

"Do I hope it works?" he Yanmo whispered, "I still hope you don't go."

Shang Yin smiled and softened the cold corners, "Mo Mo, as long as you keep me, I can't go."

He Yanmo's heart beat faster and faster.

She hated this uncontrollable throbbing, but she was undeniably glad that these emotional fluctuations came from Shang Yin.

He Yanmo said, "don't leave you in Nanyang. I will become a sinner."

Shang Yin smiled, and the handsome face was covered with a faint frost.

"Brother Yin..." he Yanmo walked up to him and walked backwards with his back hands. "I won't force you to stay. Wait for me again. When I'm 18 years old and I finish my studies, I can follow you wherever you go in the future."

Shang Yin stared at the girl close at hand. Before he opened his mouth, he Yanmo joked cunningly, "will you take me?"

"Yes." Shang Yin's dark sea like eyes were full of he Yanmo's figure.

He remembered that he had an obsession when he was a child. He wanted to be with his sister every day.

At that time, he Yanmo was his beloved sister, lovely and soft.

Now, he Yanmo is his beloved girl, beautiful and cheerful.

In the midsummer of that year, Shang Yin was 16 years old and he Yanmo was 15 years old. He held hands with her at the crowded airport. For a moment, he thought of two words, like.

Like teenagers, no distractions, no lust.

Is simply like, warm and magnanimous.

Shang Yin didn't think about their future until the day he took over the house, his grandfather told him that the jade pendant in he Yanmo's hand should be taken back.

He was confused and conflicted. He asked why and tried to refuse.

But grandpa told him: "Wen Zan, the jade pendant of Shang's master's family has been handed down for hundreds of years. The jade pendant you gave to Yan Mo is the symbol of Shang's master's mother. She has been wearing it for so many years. It's time to get it back."

At that time, Shang Yin woke up from his memory, fixed his eyes, raised his eyes, and stretched out his hand to the girl in front, "go, take you to open the gift."

He Yanmo smiled and grabbed his hand. They turned back to the table, "brother Yin, where's Xiaobai? Why didn't you bring it out?"

"It's in the apartment." Shang Yin nuzui to the Sea View Apartment not far away, "I'll take you to see it later."

White tiger Yin Bai has spent 17 spring and autumn with Shang Yin.

Years do not spare people, nor do they spare tigers.

Yin Bai is old. Although he can walk actively, he is no longer lively. He always sleeps lazily in the sun most of the time.

Shang Yin returned home this time. What's more important is to find ways to enhance the physical strength of the white tiger. If you can prolong its life, it's best.

At 9:30 that night, Shang Yin personally drove he Yanmo back to school.

In front of Ke's gate, he Yanmo stretched the red silk thread in her hand, "this really won't break again?"

"No." Shang Yin held the steering wheel with one hand and straightened her hat pocket behind her. "The buckle at the junction of the red rope can be retracted. If you can't do it, come to me with a jade pendant tomorrow, huh?"

"OK, good night."

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