After settling her luggage at the hotel, Ling Shuangjiang had just finished showering when she was called away.
It was already June, and the sea breeze carried a hint of warmth. Ling Shuangjiang, dressed in a light blue shirt and white trousers, was led to the beach by Xie Wang, who had blindfolded her.
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and asked, "Is there a surprise?"
Xie Wang: "It's a pleasant surprise."
The handkerchief was removed, revealing a huge heart-shaped area in front of me, about 30 square meters in size, enclosed by candlesticks.
Xie Wang, holding a bunch of baby's breath, led him by the hand into the candlestick.
The faint flames around them moved with the wind.
Xie Wang's voice was low and somber: "This is where we started, and it also carries our regrets."
Ling Shuangjiang knew what regret he was referring to, and smiled softly: "It's all in the past."
Xie Wang nodded: "Could you ask me that question again about choosing a couple in the finale?"
Ling Shuangjiang smiled in agreement: "Male guest number four, which male guest would you like to choose to be with?"
Xie Wang cleared his throat: "I choose male guest number three, Ling Shuangjiang. Male guest number three, are you willing to be with me and accept my love for you?"
Ling Shuangjiang smiled gently and said, "I do."
The fragrance of baby's breath spread across the beach. Xie Wang wrapped his arm around Ling Shuangjiang's waist and danced a waltz with him in the flickering candlelight.
Two shadows followed each other on the beach.
Ling Shuangjiang whispered, "Xie Wang, I love you."