Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

The pure sunlight of Sanya Resort in the morning shines into the hotel room through the flat glass windows.

Liang Zhao woke up from his sleep, stretched his body on the sofa with trembling eyelashes, twitched his slightly swollen calves, and retracted the ankles that had been hanging in the air all night into the thin quilt.

When I took a deep breath, I could vaguely smell the calming fragrance in the hotel, and the slightly sweet chamomile scent permeated the air, making people feel peaceful.

"Awake?"

Accompanied by the thud of walking barefoot, Ling Xuan came out of the bedroom with a fluffy head of hair.

Liang Zhao saw that he was in good spirits, subconsciously glanced at his watch, it was not yet seven o'clock.

"Didn't I say it before, I don't have the habit of sleeping late, why don't you believe me." Ling Xuan leaned over and fiddled with the exquisite incense box on the table while talking, extinguishing the unburned powder and throwing it away.

"Is this what you ordered?"

"Well, I specifically asked for it from the room steward. I kept hearing you turning over in the middle of the night, probably because I couldn't sleep well in the outer hall."

Ling Xuan put down the incense box, raised his head and smiled angrily: "Don't worry, I didn't add anything that would make you unsafe at night. Get up and wash up. I ordered two servings of seafood porridge for breakfast, and it should be delivered soon."

Liang Zhao nodded, raised his arms to stretch his muscles and bones, and then got up and went into the bathroom.

Cang Cang considered that the martial arts members played too crazy last night and resisted getting up early during the holidays, so he didn't arrange any group activities this morning, and everyone can move freely.

Liang Zhao and Ling Xuan went out for a walk together after eating.The golden sandy beach is as soft and bright as ever. Walking side by side on the embankment and feeling the morning breeze blows, the whole person will feel extremely comfortable.

"It's been a long time since I've been on vacation. It feels so good." Ling Xuan sighed softly, standing still facing the sea, and looking at the boundless blue ocean with his arms outstretched.

After finishing speaking, he turned around suddenly, and added with a smile: "Although traveling itself is a relaxing thing, it is more important who you are with. It is the meaning of today to be able to watch the sea with Lianggong."

"Really? But why do I vaguely remember that you signed up before me?"

Liangzhao bowed his head, and kicked the sand with his heels carelessly, his clear eyes were like the water of an ancient well without waves.

Ling Xuan pretended to shake his head sadly, "Oh, happiness is gone in a snap, Liang Gong doesn't believe me."

"After all, some people have too many black cases." Liang Zhao chuckled.

If you walk towards the public activity area along the coastline, you can hear the clearer sound of joy and frolicking.

A few companions who got up early also played volleyball here while the sun was not too harsh.

The rising sun was in the sky, and active figures were running and jumping, stepping on rows of footprints on the sand.

"It's so lively." Ling Xuan leaned on the side of the fence, watching with relish, "It seems that the enthusiasm is quite high, what kind of prestige is it?"

Cen Ning, who was dressed in a pure white long dress, was drinking iced juice leisurely, and opened his lips in response: "How do I know what you men are thinking?"

Seeing Liang Zhao and Ling Xuan appearing, a certain young member sent a ball towards them, trying to draw them into a fierce battle.

"Ling Xuan, continue!"

"Uh..." Cang Cang, who was still taking pictures, subconsciously glanced at the girl lying beside him, cleared his throat and said, "Well, I heard that the winner can apply sunscreen for you."

"Huh?" Cen Ning raised his eyebrows in doubt, "Why didn't I know?"

The bright smile on Ling Xuan's face remained unchanged, but the hand that almost touched the volleyball retracted reflexively.

A windy round black shadow flew straight overhead.

Yoshiaki turned sideways calmly, letting the volleyball fly past the edge of his hair, and landed on the sandy ground in the distance.When he turned his head back again, he happened to make eye contact with Ling Xuan and smiled at each other.

"The two of us will not participate in this kind of project, just enjoy yourself."

The sun was getting higher and higher, and the scorching temperature drove Liang Zhao back to rest in the shaded courtyard.Wu Ze is here preparing for the open-air BBQ at noon.

A roasted whole lamb was hung on a huge iron rack. The lamb had not been smoked for a long time, and it was only medium-rare and bloodshot.

Liang Zhao was about to step forward to help, when he noticed that Ling Xuan's face was a bit ugly, and suddenly remembered that when they first met, he seemed to have heard that the little neighbor was dizzy with blood.

Knocking his arm lightly, handing over a bottle of mineral water, he said with concern: "Your symptoms are serious enough, even looking at sheep's blood?"

Ling Xuan still frowned uncomfortably, his pretty cheeks and lips were slightly pale, he just waved his hands and didn't speak.

Seeing that he was really uncomfortable, Liang Zhao didn't urge him, and pointed to the bench beside him, "Sit over there first and rest."

Ling Xuan sat in the shade of a tree and drank water before gradually calming down. He wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and smiled wryly in a low voice.

"My parents were killed because of a factory explosion, and they were bloody when they saw each other for the last time. So until now, I can't see this scene very well."

"A lot of things, since it's over, don't think about it anymore. The more you are stuck in the same place, the harder it will be." Liang Zhao's voice is flat, but it gives people an inexplicable sense of security.

Ling Xuan smiled warmly, and unconvincedly pushed Liang Gong who was sitting next to him, "Stop looking down on people, it's just physiological."

After a while, he murmured again: "Actually, I haven't felt that I need to be comforted all this time. Maybe I'm used to it, except occasionally I can't do what I want in front of my sister. What matters to the brain is how to make a brother like a father."

"Speaking of which, your brother is only 8 years younger than you. It should be more difficult to discipline such an older boy."

For some reason, the topic between the two suddenly jumped to the direction of family education.

Liang Zhao came over with half-cooked scallops on the table, and while they were roasting on the small iron stove, he responded casually: "It's not difficult, his bones are not as hard as you think."

Ling Xuan's eyes widened, and after carefully digesting Liang Gong's meaning, he moistened his lips and asked, "...Are you going to do it again?"

The tinfoil above the oven made a sizzling sound. Liang Zhao slowly moved the red-hot charcoal with a long iron clip, and said casually: "I played when I was a child. If he can't remember many things after telling him, I'm impatient."

"Hey, that's your stepmother's youngest son. It stands to reason that he should be very favored at home. Being beaten is like eating. Don't your parents feel bad?"

Liang Zhao snorted softly, "Who knows."

"Anyway, whenever Liang Xihe is going to mess up, my dad will never say 'you should be good', but will ask him 'do you want me to ask your brother to go home for dinner'. So to be ruthless, I, In fact, they can be regarded as a pair of cold-blooded tool people in the family education of a loving father and loving mother."

Ling Xuan pursed his lips secretly with a slightly helpless tone, and Liang Zhao suddenly raised his eyes, seeing that his Yixiu face had completely recovered.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I think this method is very good. Behind every loving father, there should be a father with a real gun who can convince others. Well... this will be recorded in my future strategies for raising children."

He tilted his head and propped his chin, staring at it through the smoldering light of carbon grains, with a cute and peaceful smile.

"I'm just a kid, and I think a lot." Liang Zhao snorted lightly, poured the cooked scallops with sauce, put them on a plate, and handed them to Ling Xuan, "It's ready to eat, be careful not to burn it."

Ling Xuan didn't change his smile, got up and waved: "Don't eat, it's too hot here in the oven, Lianggong should do his own work, I'll go into the water to cool off."

Before Liangzhao could respond, the young man beside him had already run to Yuanbang.

"Come on, Cangcang, Xiaoyin, I'll take you to the speedboat."

"Alright! Brother Ling."

Facing the backs of a few dots, Liang Zhao said in a low voice worriedly: "Don't run too far."

The young man in the lead didn't stop at all, and only left a sentence in a stubborn tone: "That's not necessarily true, you have to pay attention at all times, remember to save me!"

Liang Zhao couldn't help frowning, "You can raise children?"

A pleasant laughter came from a little far away from the sea, "Then there is still you!"