After amnesia, the prospective ex-wife is a little wrong

Lu Jiaren couldn't remember how he got out of that box in the end.

The night wind was so soft, she was held by the person beside her, walked out of the building step by step, and sat in the Bentley waiting on the side of the road in a daze.

After Zhen Zhen got into the car, she first lowered the window glass a few inches. She probably still felt a little hot. Then she unbuttoned her shirt collar, revealing her slender and fair neck, with slightly loose hair wrapped around it. His breath suddenly relaxed.

"After drinking, I want to blow the air to dissipate the smell." She still remembered to explain to Lu Jiaren in the slight drunkenness that emerged.

In fact, Lu Jiaren didn't smell any peculiar smell, and even the thin smell of alcohol mixed with Zhen Zhen's perfume smell made people feel drunk and hazy. She couldn't explain why, but her perfume smelled more vivid and beautiful, but she just It felt that the other party's breath was still too clear to be ignored.

She lay by the window in a daze for a while, and suddenly realized that this road was a bit different from what she remembered. They lived in Midtown, but halfway through the car, they walked straight onto Binhai Avenue.

"Did you go the wrong way?" She straightened up suspiciously.

However, Zhen Zhen just smiled lightly: "That's right, we won't be going home tonight."

Lu Jia came in without knowing it, Zhen Zhen didn't explain more, the atmosphere in the car was quiet, only the soft wind passing by, as if heading towards an unknown and fantastic future.

After driving for another half an hour, the car gradually approached the destination. Lu Jiaren found that they had already arrived at the port. Yachts, big and small like shells, were moored in the harbor at night. Zhen Zhen opened the car door and took her down.

There were staff members in white uniforms waiting for them at the port. Seeing this, Lu Jiaren became more and more curious: "Where are we going?"

"Go to Ludao," Zhen Zhen walked to her side, "I asked Fu Ruyi, you have no schedule for these two days, I want to take you to celebrate your birthday."

It turned out that she remembered her birthday, and unexpectedly arranged the celebration quietly. The inexplicable uncertainty that started in the morning suddenly fell, and was replaced by a little sweet joy. Lu Jiaren didn't know how to respond, and whispered Said: "This is a bit too grand."

In fact, she seldom celebrates her birthday. Since a certain year, there are no more flowers and blessings on her birthday, and after her debut, she often has conflicts with work schedules. As time goes by, even she herself no longer has any special expectations.

The crew had already put down the pedals. Zhen Zhen was afraid that it would be inconvenient for Lu Jiaren to wear high heels, so she stood beside her to help her. When the only two passengers boarded the yacht, the yacht quickly set sail and headed for the island on the other side through the waves.

Lu Jiaren stood in front of the deck, looking at the brightly lit port getting farther and farther away. The wind blew her long hair, blowing it and her turbulent mood into the air.

Dew Island is a well-known resort island located offshore. The island presents a long and winding coastline, as well as beautiful white sandy beaches. Yachts bypass the noisy tourist areas and dock at a private pier on the south bank.

"When I was in college, my grandfather gave me the holiday house here as a gift," Zhen Zhen explained to her, "It's quieter here, and the scenery is particularly good. I think you'll like it."

There is a whole row of tall coconut trees by the beach, and the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus is faintly sent in the night wind. The housekeeper driving a small battery car picks them up and walks slowly along the seaside trail. Relaxed, she said with a smile: "Well, why would you think of taking me to the beach?"

When Zhen Zhen heard her question, she seemed to think for a while before answering: "Because fairies are going to live by the sea."

This answer made Lu Jiaren blush, and she almost couldn't sit still. She gave Zhen Zhen a reproachful look: "Why are you so bad? You agreed to celebrate my birthday, but you still laughed at me with this sentence"

After recovering her memory, she revisited the scene when she first met Zhen Zhen. She was so drunk that night that many of the plots were a bit blurred later, but she remembered that she vomited in the other party's car and was still in the other party's car. Looking at Zhen Zhen, he sincerely said that he was a fairy and asked her to swim home with him.

Hearing these words from Zhen Zhen now, Lu Jiaren felt even more embarrassed.

But Zhen Zhen's expression was very serious: "I'm not kidding you, but I really think that you really should live by the sea."

While talking, they arrived at their destination. Under the cover of layers of shade trees and flower walls, there are private villas scattered on the beach. The three-story split-level white resort-style building where they are located is the closest to the coastline. In the villa, the shell lights at the door are flickering, making it look very warm.

Knowing that the owner is coming, the villa rooms have been cleaned in advance. The whole house is furnished in a holiday style. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a private swimming pool with rippling blue waves. The sparkling water is projected on the wall, swaying dreamy blue wave shadows.

"I asked them to prepare a little supper, let's go up and have a look first?" Zhen Zhen walked to Lu Jiaren's side, and naturally held his fingers around hers again.

The moment her fingers clasped together, Lu Jiaren was slightly taken aback, and then she led her up the steps and walked upstairs.

A small dining table was set up on the terrace facing the sea view on the second floor. The small white porcelain plate contained crab meat dumplings and seafood soup, which were made into flower-shaped fruits, and there was a champagne in the ice bucket next to it. The mist is curling up.

Lu Jiaren didn't eat much for dinner, and she drank some wine in the club just now. When she saw the table full of delicacies, she felt her index finger twitch. Zhen Zhen helped her open the dining chair and let her sit down comfortably.

Accompanied by the sound of the tide, they clinked glasses under the moonlight.

"I haven't officially celebrated my birthday for a long time." After taking a sip of cold champagne, Lu Jiaren squinted her eyes comfortably, "It's really fun to stay at the beach and eat delicious food like this."

Zhen Zhen gave her a piece of lobster meat, and said, "When I was watching a movie with you that day, I thought you liked the seaside very much, so I arranged a birthday trip here, as long as you feel happy."

The atmosphere was too harmonious, and Lu Jiaren felt that she was getting a little tipsy as if she was drunk. She picked up the wine glass, pressed the coldness to her hot cheek, and whispered: "I like watching the sea very much. I think the sea is so vast. It's quiet, it can contain everything, and it can also dissolve everything. I always feel relaxed when I see the sea."

She rested her chin in one hand, tilted her head slightly to look at the person in front of her, and parted her red lips lightly: "And being able to celebrate with you like this makes me feel happier again, thank you, wife."

"I haven't even given you a birthday present yet, so why don't you thank me?" Zhen Zhen answered with a smile, and raised her watch to check the time.

The platinum pointer showed a ninety-degree angle, and it was less than 15 minutes before midnight.

Lu Jiaren looked at her with a smile and said, "There are gifts..."

With drunk eyes, she watched Zhen Zhen get up and leave the table. She walked into the next room, took out something from the table, and walked out with it.

When Lu Jiaren saw what was in her hand, there was a little surprise in Lu Jiaren's eyes.

It was a violin with orange-red wood grain. It didn't look brand new, but because the owner took good care of it, it had a faint halo texture.Zhen Zhen held the piano, stood in front of the balcony railing, and said with a smile: "I haven't played the piano for many years, and I just practiced it recently."

"I hope it doesn't make you think that this is a bad gift."

As soon as the words fell, she held the bow in her right hand, pressed the neck of the piano with her left hand, and slowly pulled out the first note.

Like a faint star lit up in the endless night.

The sound of the waves echoed from a distance, and the music came slowly. Zhen Zhen stood on the edge of the terrace, her white and knuckle fingers slid across the strings, and the melody was melodious.Countless thoughts flashed through Lu Jiaren's mind. She raised her hand and stroked her hair, telling herself to calm down.

Obviously, on this moonlit seaside night, her beautiful wife with outstanding temperament should play a famous classical song, and most of them are related to love and romance. The only problem is that she doesn't know the name of this song at all. .

Thinking of this, Lu Jiaren turned his eyes to the mobile phone beside the dining table, thinking about how to hold it in his hand without showing his face.

Do you want to save yourself by listening to songs and recognizing songs...?His fingers casually moved towards the dining table, struggling to move forward.

However, just when she was about to touch the edge of the phone, the music stopped abruptly.

"When I was learning the piano, my teacher once said that music is the most gentle way of dialogue in the world. If you can't say it yourself, and you are ashamed to express your emotions, music can speak for you."

Zhen Zhen's voice passed through the night wind and drifted into her ears. The moonlight fell all over the ground, and her eyes were shining brightly, and she looked at Lu Jiaren without blinking.

"I have guessed and tried to find out which melody is the most representative of love. I have been searching for a long time, and I have been troubled for a long time. I finally found out that maybe a simple song is enough to express my heart."

"The following song is dedicated to Miss Lu Jiaren."

The bow suddenly changed its tune, and gently brushed over the strings, turning into an unusually lively and lively tone.

The moment the familiar melody fell into his ears, Lu Jiaren was stunned.

If she heard correctly, what Zhen Zhen was playing at this time was clearly the song "Ice Cream, Chocolate, Strawberry Snow Country Sweet Honey", the cute and lively tune combined with the gorgeous timbre of the violin, colliding with a particularly interesting style of music.

Her posture of playing the violin is still focused and standard, with a straight body and a graceful and neat jaw line resting on the violin, as if she is in a grand and elegant concert hall, but this time the music played from the violin is simple. almost childish.

The light tone melody that is so familiar, after being performed by the violin, magically adds an unimaginable romantic atmosphere.

Lu Jiaren just stared at her in a daze, until the last violin note slowly fell. As the ending action, the violin player lowered the bow, and the two gazes were blown by the wind and gently touched together.

She stood in the night, looking at her intently through the thin and hazy moonlight like a veil of clouds and mist.

The light in those eyes is sweet, and a touch of it can create a sweet softness in the heart. As she said, it is clear and simple, but it contains many affectionate expressions.

And this is not over yet, Zhen Zhen gently put the violin aside and walked towards her, a small box appeared in her hand at some point, and she handed it to Lu Jiaren: "Happy birthday, Lu Jiaren. "