Luyinong's elders are very kind.

Although he looks very high-ranking, when he talks to us, he is as kind as my father.

When the dinner was nearing its end, he actually raised his glass to me.

I was pleasantly surprised and quickly poured the wine, bowing to clink glasses with her.

Luyinong tried to stop me, but failed. I had already gulped it all down.

There was reproach in her eyes.

Uncle Yuan smiled and said, "After so many years, Yinong finally has someone by her side to live a normal life. Thank you."

Luyinong lowered her eyes and didn't say anything.

I felt a little envious for no reason, maybe because of that glass of white wine.

I said, "No need to thank me. If anyone should be thanked, it's me thanking her for giving me a chance. You don't know, but back then I really pursued her relentlessly, hahaha."

Luyinong was rarely embarrassed and explained in a low voice, "He's like this when he drinks."

Uncle Yuan looked at me, then at Luyinong, and also laughed.

We had been eating for a long time during this meal, and most of the time, Uncle Yuan was telling stories about Luyinong's childhood.

As I listened, I imagined what the young Yinong looked like in my mind.

She must be just like she is now, incredibly beautiful but also cold.

No one knows how warm she can be in private.

By the time it ended, it was already evening. We said goodbye to Uncle Yuan and slowly walked back to the hotel.

In the courtyard, there were pots and pots of flowers with unpronounceable names.

It's amazing that in the north, at this time of year, the flowers are no longer blooming outdoors.

Luyinong found a chair and asked me to sit down and enjoy it.

I had a sudden idea and held her hand, "Don't you think you resemble a rose?"

She asked back, "A rose?"

I nodded vigorously, "At first glance, I thought you were really beautiful; I wanted to reach out and pick you, but I would get pricked."

She looked at me, hesitating, "I'm sorry."

I hugged her tightly, feeling her breath on my neck, murmuring.

"Don't say sorry, there's a second half to that... Yinong, when you truly want to get close to someone, you will personally remove all the thorns, leaving only beauty. Hahaha, do I sound like a poet?"

Luyinong didn't speak, she just held my hand tighter.

I lowered my head, leaning close to her ear.

Whispering, "Luyinong, I love you so much. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to be close to you. You have no idea how happy I am when I'm with you."