After eating, Xia Qianchen leaned there and was bored for a while.
"I'm bored and want to go out for a walk."
"You are a patient now."
"I've been lying on this bed for a week, and I'm going to get sick even if I'm not sick."
Leng Tianchen thought for a while and said, "The time is almost over, and your 'illness' will be cured in two days."
"I can't stay for a moment now, it's really boring."
“Stay early.”
"I just ate supper and went to bed?"
"Look at the book for a while?"
"I won't read it anymore. I have read too many books these days and my eyes are blurred."
Leng Tianchen had no choice but to look at her with a sigh: "Qianchen, bear with it for the last two days."
Xia Qianchen stared at Leng Tianchen, hoping that he would endure it for two days, not for a lifetime.
"Do you have a computer? I want to go to the Internet."
Leng Tianchen asked the servant to get the notebook and reminded: "Pregnant women should not surf the Internet. If there is radiation, you can play for two hours and rest."
"knew."
Xia Qianchen opened the laptop and turned it on. He saw Leng Tianchen still sitting there: "Are you leaving?"
Leng Tianchen looked at her with a slightly deeper look: "This is our room..."
"But I'm 'ill' now!"
"After the 'sickness' is cured?"
Xia Qianchen didn't say anything,
Leng Tianchen lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, stood up and said, "I will give you time to adapt slowly. Qianchen, I hope you will try to accept me too."
Xia Qianchen just looked at the screen and didn't say anything. After hearing him leave, he took out the bottle of sand from the drawer.
Xia Qianchen also sent the two servants who served her down, locked the door, and then pulled out the photo from the bottle.
Wipe off the sand on it carefully and wipe it clean with your sleeves.
Xia Qianchen looked at the photo carefully. She hadn't seen him for a week. She didn't know how many times she had dreamed of him and how many times she missed him. Once she had the chance, she would take out the photo and take a look.
Xia Qianchen felt that she was really a bit demon.
Xia Qianchen plans to save the photo to his personal homepage so as not to lose the photo in the future.
She found the camera in the drawer and took the photo at the place with good light.
Think about it, I always feel that I need to add a time date or something, and I will be able to remember it when I get older in the future.
Xia Qianchen found a pen and wrote on the opposite side of the photo.
I found that there was a string of URLs written on the back of the photo with a faint watermark.
Because it is very, very light, and there is a watermark behind ordinary photos, Xia Qianchen has never cared about it. Now he sees it clearly that the website is like a personal homepage.
Strangely, this was printed on Shimaya, and I don’t know where the photo paper came from...
Xia Qianchen was so stupid that he typed that website on the web page.
【the house of love】(Love's hut)
Suddenly a web page popped up, and what caught my eye was the scene in the island.
Beautiful tide, circular mountains, a cozy duplex wooden house built on a white sandy beach.
The progress bar is from 1% to 100%, and the web page will automatically jump to a video.
Then Xia Qianchen saw that there was no wooden house by the original beach.
Pieces of wood planks quickly combine them by themselves to build a model of this wooden house.
Of course, the models on the video are slightly different from those on the real thing, but they are still very similar!
Xia Qianchen left the video and entered an album. The album was filled with process diagrams of building wooden houses bit by bit. After completion, the furniture layout in the room was gradually filled.
A bold guess suddenly flashed through Xia Qianchen's mind!
Could it be that this wooden house was built by Emperor Nangong himself?!
It's impossible, he doesn't have this American time, he is so busy working every day...
The last picture is the finished hut with lights on in the dark night.
A huge heart shape with love lit up in the middle.
Xia Qianchen's heart was suddenly twitched.
Why didn’t she see the heart-shaped light or “love” when she lived there?
Did he remove it in advance?
Xia Qianchen was thinking randomly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt chaotic, and the more he was shaken in his heart.
She suddenly felt impulsive and wanted to get rid of all her worries, and rushed to Nangong Shaodi to ask him!
Damn, she wouldn't have clicked in if she had known...
Xia Qianchen hurriedly scanned the photo to his personal homepage and turned off the computer.
There was a knock outside the door at the right time.
"Wait!" Xia Qianchen hurriedly put the things in a hurry, put the photo back into the glass bottle, and then opened the door.
Leng Tianchen walked in from outside and questioned: "Why lock the door?"
"I don't like the servants opening the door without passing by my consent, disturbing me."
"Well," Leng Tianchen said without any doubt, holding her hand to the bed, "Tell you good news."
"Um?"
"I know you don't like the cumbersome etiquette of the Leng family... I don't want you to live so hard either. I have already talked to my father that if your illness is cured, we will go abroad for honeymoon."
Xia Qianchen was surprised: "Honeymoon?"
"It can be two or three months, half a year, a year..." Leng Tianchen stroked her face and said, "As long as you like, even if you permanently settle abroad, think about it carefully, I will accompany you if you have any places you want to go.
you go."
Xia Qianchen's eyes widened: "Why is it so sudden?"
"Suddenly? Don't you dislike this kind of life?"
"I don't like it..."
"If you are unhappy, I will not be happy either." Leng Tianchen's eyes were dark, "I don't want you to marry me to suffer."
Xia Qianchen said softly, and asked again: "Where are we going?"
"I'll discuss with you now, and you can make a good decision."
"Then when will my illness be cured?"
"If you can't stand it - tomorrow."
A rare smile finally appeared on Xia Qianchen's face.
"But you're just recovering from a serious illness, don't be too active," Leng Tianchen stroked the hair in her ear, "Don't let my father see the clues."
"I understand," Xia Qianchen paused and asked again, "After I got married, I haven't officially met your father. Isn't it inequality?"
"Indeed," Leng Tianchen said, "but you are 'sick'. In special circumstances, there will be a family dinner tomorrow, and Dad Xia will come."
Xia Qianchen asked a little nervously: "What will I do then?"
"My dad is not a strict person, please relax," Leng Tianchen reminded, "but he pays great attention to etiquette. You should try to endure this aspect, and we will leave in a few days."