Chapter 1307 Simply Like

Chapter 1307 Simply Like

At 7:50, Nanyang offshore harbor.

A Continental car slowly parked on the side of the coastal side road.

He Yanmo got out of the car, and Ah Yong lowered the window at the right time and asked, "Miss, do you really need me to take you back to school?"

"Goodbye Uncle Yong."

He Yanmo stepped down the steps by the sea, waving her hands as she walked.

Ayong didn't say much, turned the car around with the steering wheel and went back to the villa.

Regarding He Yanmo's safety, they, Brother Chen's old subordinates, were never worried.

Don't look at her beautiful and charming, she can overturn the casino in a fight.

As a bystander with personal experience, Ah Yong is super confident in He Yanmo's skills.

After the Continental car drove away, He Yanmo turned around and turned back to the coastal side road. She looked at the sea view apartment across the street, smiling slyly and contentedly.

"Miss He." He Yanmo had just stepped onto the zebra crossing when a soft call came from behind.

She turned around, her ponytail twitched in a graceful arc behind her head, "Brother Qinglei?"

Qing Lei smiled politely, "Please follow me, the Patriarch is waiting for you by the sea."

...

On the beach at night, the light curtains of street lamps surround the surroundings. The combination of waves, sand, breeze, and ripples creates a vast romance.

Not far ahead, a white tent was pitched in the middle of the beach, next to a dining table surrounded by gauze curtains.

He Yanmo approached slowly, but Qing Lei stopped ten meters away and waited quietly.

In front of the tent is Shang Yin.

He stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a black shirt and trousers like an emissary in the night, noble, reserved, and rebellious.

He Yanmo brushed away the hair that was blown by the wind, walked to him and faced the sea together.

The arms of the two touched each other, Shang Yin lowered his eyes, and grasped her hand, "Is it cold?"

He Yanmo shook his head, curled up his fingertips and hooked him, "Brother Yin, just now Brother Qinglei called you Patriarch... I remember he called you Young Master last year."

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

But he didn't expect him to become the patriarch that Qing Lei said.

This seemed to mean that he succeeded Grandpa Gan and became the justifiable head of the Shang family.

It also means that his future...may also be in Palma.

He Yanmo couldn't help turning her head, "You..."

Shang Yin hooked his lips and interrupted her, "Walk with me?"

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

No purpose, no pedestrians, just the two of them on the entire coastline.

He Yanmo looked down at the intertwined fingers, her heart beat faster and throbbed violently.

Girls in the blooming and rainy seasons like to be straightforward and enthusiastic.

He Yanmo couldn't remember when it started, but when she and brother Yin held hands again, her mood became different.

Maybe fifteen, maybe earlier.

Obviously they grew up holding hands together, and he was her godbrother in name, but some emotions just subtly changed.

Puppy love? Not really.

He Yanmo and Shang Yin didn't express their love directly, but they gradually formed a tacit understanding in getting along with each other over time.

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 deep and slow voice still showed a trace of youthful clarity, and he opened his lips and said, "Momo, on August 17th this year, I will inherit the Shang family."

"Well, I guessed it." He Yanmo lowered his head and walked forward, "Then you... will live in Parma permanently?"

He has been in Parma for eight years, no different from a permanent residence.

But he always told her, Momo, wait for me to come back.

Now that he is an adult and has inherited the Shang family, the number of times he will come back in the future may be counted on his fingers, just like his grandpa.

He Yanmo felt a little uncomfortable, it was a kind of pure reluctance.

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

"Do I hope it's useful?" He Yanmo looked away and muttered in a low voice: "I still hope you don't leave."

There was a smile on Shang Yin's lips, softening the harsh edges, "Momo, as long as you keep me, I don't have to go."

He Yanmo's heart beat faster and faster.

She hated this kind of uncontrollable throbbing, but it was undeniable that she was delighted that these fluctuations of emotion came from Shang Yin.

He Yanmo said: "Don't, if you stay in Nanyang, I will become a sinner."

Shang Yin's smile disappeared, and a slight frost appeared on his handsome face.

"Brother Yin..." He Yanmo walked in front of him, walking backwards with his hands behind his back, "I won't force you to stay, just wait for me, wait for me to be eighteen, wait for me to finish my studies, where are you going in the future, I can follow you."

Shang Yin stared intently at the girl who was close at hand. Before he could speak, He Yanmo joked slyly again, "Will you take mine with you?"

"Yes." Shang Yin's eyes were full of He Yanmo.

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, cute and soft.

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

In the midsummer of that year, Shang Yin's sixteen years old and He Yanmo's fifteen years old, he held hands with her at the crowded airport, and his thoughts and trance for a moment made the young man think of two words, love.

Teenager likes, no distractions, no lust.

It's a simple love, warm and frank.

Shang Yin never thought about their future until the day he took over as Patriarch, his grandfather told him that it was time to take back the jade pendant in He Yanmo's hand.

Confused and vaguely conflicted, he asked why and tried to refuse.

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

At that time, Shang Yin woke up from the memory, looked up intently, and stretched out his hand towards the girl in front of him, "Go, I will take you to unwrap the present."

He Yanmo grabbed his hand with a smile, and the two turned back towards the dining table, "Brother Yin, where is Xiaobai? Why didn't you bring it out?"

"It's in the apartment." Shang Yin pointed at the sea-view apartment not far away, "I'll take you to see it later."

Baihu Yinbai has spent seventeen years with Shang Yin.

Time does not forgive people, and it also does not forgive tigers.

Yin Bai is getting old, although he can walk and move, he is no longer as lively as before, and spends most of his time lying lazily sleeping in the sun.

Shang Yin's return to the country this time, and more importantly, was to find a way to strengthen the white tiger's physical strength. It would be best if it could prolong its lifespan.

That night, at half past nine, Shang Yin personally drove He Yanmo back to school.

In front of the gate of the department, He Yanmo stretched the red silk thread in his hand, "Is this really not going to break again?"

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

"OK, good night."

The third watch will be posted later~