After I died, they cried in the live studio

The photographer paused with his camera in his hand, then quickly put it down, his face full of nervousness and awe, and he quickly said, "Boss Qi, why did you come here suddenly?"

President Qi nodded slightly, as a response to the photographer, but her eyes fell directly on Sang Jiuyue, with a barely perceptible inquiry flashing in her eyes. Sang Jiuyue's heart skipped a beat, but the adaptability she had developed in complex environments over the years allowed her to quickly adjust to her current state. A perfectly appropriate smile of surprise appeared on her face, her eyes revealed full respect, and her originally straight back unconsciously straightened even more, and she said, "President Qi, I didn't expect to see you here."

"Keep shooting." Mr. Qi's voice was low and magnetic, and his brief words were filled with unquestionable authority, echoing particularly clearly in the quiet studio.

Sang Jiuyue took a deep breath and turned her attention back to the shooting. However, the arrival of Mr. Qi caused ripples in her heart. Although she tried to stay calm, her slightly trembling fingers still exposed her inner nervousness. She kept reminding herself to stay calm and not show any flaws, but Mr. Qi's sharp eyes followed her closely, as if he wanted to see through her, which made her heart beat faster involuntarily, and her originally smooth movements became slightly stiff.

After a group of photos were finally finished, Sang Jiuyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the side to rest with a slightly tired step. The assistant was quick to hand over a towel and water. At this time, General Manager Qi walked towards her with an elegant step, neither hurried nor slow. Seeing this, the surrounding staff consciously stepped aside, their eyes full of awe and curiosity, leaving them a relatively independent space.

President Qi stood in front of Sang Jiuyue, lowered his head slightly, looked at Sang Jiuyue at eye level, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealed a seemingly friendly smile, and broke the silence: "Xiao Sang, how have you been recently?"

Sang Jiuyue blushed slightly, her eyes full of humility and respect, her hands unconsciously clasped in front of her, she bowed slightly and replied: "Mr. Qi, thanks to you, everything has been going smoothly recently. Although the filming work is busy, I feel very fulfilled." As she spoke, she secretly observed Mr. Qi's expression, trying to capture some information from her subtle reactions.

President Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes flashed with interest, and then asked: "How does it feel to start over as a newcomer and feel reborn again?"

Sang Jiuyue's heart tightened, but she still maintained a sweet smile on her face. She bit her lower lip lightly, a hint of just the right amount of emotion in her eyes, and said, "Ms. Qi, this feeling is really wonderful. It's like getting a brand new opportunity, everything is full of unknowns and challenges. I especially cherish everything I have now, and I keep reminding myself to work harder and not let you and the company down." As she spoke, she gently stroked the hair by her ears with her hand, her movements gentle and natural.

President Qi looked at Sang Jiuyue quietly, with an elusive look in her eyes. After a moment, she nodded slightly and said, "It's good to have this ambition. But the entertainment industry is not so easy to mix in. You have to be mentally prepared to face all kinds of difficulties and challenges."

Sang Jiuyue nodded vigorously, with a firm determination in her eyes, and said: "Mr. Qi, I understand. I am not afraid of hardship or difficulties. I will definitely work hard to improve myself and become better."

President Qi narrowed her eyes slightly, as if to examine whether Sang Jiuyue's words were sincere. Then she gently patted Sang Jiuyue on the shoulder and said, "Very good, I believe in you. If you encounter any problems at work or in life, don't carry them alone, tell the company in time."

Sang Jiuyue felt a warm current in her heart, but she knew that this might just be Mr. Qi's polite words, so she quickly said: "Mr. Qi, thank you so much. I am really touched that you care about me so much. I will definitely work hard and will never bring shame to you and the company."

President Qi raised the corner of her mouth, revealing a satisfied smile, and said, "Okay, then you continue to rest. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." After that, she turned around and walked towards the door of the studio with steady steps.

Sang Jiuyue looked at Mr. Qi's back, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes. She knew very well that in this competitive and dangerous entertainment industry, it was not easy to hide her past and start over. Mr. Qi's sudden visit today and those seemingly ordinary inquiries made her feel an invisible pressure. But she had no way out, so she could only bite the bullet and go on, relying on her own wisdom and courage to gain a foothold on this new stage and achieve her goals.

A gentle night filled with love
The night was like a huge piece of black silk, slowly spreading from the horizon, shrouding the entire city in silence. The watery moonlight, like a layer of gauze, gently fell on the winding road, quietly coating the road with a layer of silver-white brilliance. A black car, like a smart fish, drove steadily on the driveway leading to the villa. The wheels rubbed against the ground, making a slight rustling sound, as if whispering the murmur of the night, slowly breaking the tranquility of the night.

In the car, Sang Shuwan leaned against the soft seat, her eyes gently closed, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her fair cheeks. The fatigue of the past few days made her face look particularly haggard, and her brows unconsciously knitted slightly, as if she was still worried about the difficulties at work. In order to prepare for the company's crucial project, she was already busy and dizzy, like a tireless spinning top, constantly dealing with various departments. Repeated communication and coordination had already made her dry-mouthed, and the endless emergencies were like a heavy hammer, knocking her physically and mentally exhausted. She felt like a tight string stretched to the limit, as if it would break with a "snap" in the next second.

Jiang Cimu sat steadily in the driver's seat, his slender fingers gently resting on the steering wheel. His eyes, as if attracted by a magnet, would quietly look at Sang Shuwan through the rearview mirror inside the car every once in a while. Those deep eyes were full of undisguised heartache and concern. Looking at Sang Shuwan's increasingly thin and haggard face, his heart felt like it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, and it was sour from time to time. During this period, although he could not directly devote himself to Sang Shuwan's work, his eyes had never moved away from her. He had been silently paying attention to her every move, racking his brains to think of how to share some of her pressure.

The car slowly drove into the courtyard of the villa. Jiang Cimu gently stepped on the brakes and stopped the car steadily. He carefully unbuckled the seat belt, so gently that he was afraid of making a sound and disturbing Sang Shuwan who was sleeping. Then, he opened the door lightly, walked around to the passenger seat with a nimble posture, and opened the door gently and slowly.

"Shuwan, we're home." Jiang Cimu bent down slightly, moved closer to Sang Shuwan, and whispered in her ear with a voice as soft as a spring breeze.

Sang Shuwan slowly opened her sleepy eyes, which were still hazy and confused as if she had just woken up from a dream. Her eyes slowly focused on Jiang Cimu's face, and as she looked at his concerned eyes, the corners of her mouth unconsciously lifted up, outlining a faint smile. Although that smile was a bit tired, it was as warm as the spring sun, and it was full of deep dependence and trust in Jiang Cimu.

"Well, I'm really tired today." Sang Shuwan said softly, his voice full of weariness, like a lazy kitten whispering.

Jiang Cimu stretched out his hand, and his broad and warm palm gently wrapped around Sang Shuwan's hand. His fingers were long and well-defined, and they intertwined with Sang Shuwan's hand, making them fit together perfectly. He said gently, "Come in quickly, I have a surprise for you."

Sang Shuwan raised her eyebrows slightly, and a glimmer of curiosity flashed in her eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky. With the support of Jiang Cimu, she slowly stood up and walked towards the villa with a slightly shaky step.

As soon as she pushed open the carved door of the villa, a rich, mellow, and fragrant aroma of chicken soup instantly enveloped Sang Shuwan like an invisible hand. She stopped involuntarily and was slightly startled. Her eyes, which were originally slightly dim due to fatigue, now flashed with a touch of surprise and surprise.

"This is..." Sang Shuwan looked at Jiang Cimu doubtfully, his eyes full of curiosity and expectation.

Jiang Cimu smiled, and that smile was as bright as a flower blooming in spring. He gently took Sang Shuwan's hand and walked into the warm restaurant. On the dining table, there was an exquisite casserole, which was emitting steam continuously. In the casserole, the golden chicken soup was like flowing sunshine, with an attractive color. The chicken was stewed so soft that it almost scattered in the soup. Red dates, wolfberries and other ingredients were looming in the soup, like pearls hidden in the golden ocean, which made people salivate at the sight.

"You've been working so hard lately, so I made some chicken soup for you." Jiang Cimu said as he gently pushed Sang Shuwan onto a soft chair, his movements as gentle as if he were treating a precious work of art. "Try it and see if it suits your taste."

Sang Shuwan stared at Jiang Cimu, and it seemed as if a warm current was flowing slowly in her heart, and her eyes turned slightly red. During this period, the pressure of work was so great that she could hardly breathe, but at this moment, Jiang Cimu's caring concern was like a blazing fire in winter, instantly dispelling the haze in her heart.

Jiang Cimu picked up the soup spoon, his slender fingers holding the handle of the spoon, his movements were graceful and skillful. He carefully served Sang Shuwan a bowl of chicken soup, and the steaming hot chicken soup was steadily delivered to Sang Shuwan.

"Be careful of the heat." Jiang Cimu reminded softly, his voice full of tenderness and concern.

Sang Shuwan took the bowl, blew gently on the steaming soup, and then took a sip. Instantly, the delicious taste of the chicken soup slowly spread on the tip of her tongue, the rich taste slid down her throat, warmed her stomach, and was like a warm current that went straight to her heart.

"It's delicious." Sang Shuwan looked at Jiang Cimu and praised sincerely, his eyes full of surprise and emotion, "I didn't expect you to be such a good cook."

Jiang Cimu smiled, with a gentle light in his eyes, and said, "I learned it specifically for you. As long as you like it, it's fine."

After drinking the chicken soup, Jiang Cimu asked Sang Shuwan to sit on the soft sofa in the living room. He walked behind Sang Shuwan, gently placed his hands on her shoulders, and began to massage her back gently. His technique was skillful and the strength was just right. Each time he massaged Sang Shuwan's tired nerves, he made her feel extremely relaxed and comfortable.

"Are you feeling better?" Jiang Cimu asked softly, his voice as gentle and soothing as the gurgling of a mountain stream.

Sang Shuwan nodded gently, with a comfortable look on his face, "Yeah, it's so comfortable. Ci Mu, thank you, it's great to have you here."

Jiang Cimu stopped what he was doing, and gently hugged Sang Shuwan from behind, resting his head on her shoulder, sniffing the faint fragrance of her hair. His breath brushed Sang Shuwan's ears, causing her to shudder slightly. "Silly, you are so polite to me. You are the most important person to me, and I just hope you can be happy and healthy. No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, I will always be by your side."

Sang Shuwan turned around and hugged Jiang Cimu's neck tightly with both hands, with tears of emotion flashing in her eyes. In this world full of pressure and challenges, Jiang Cimu is her most solid support and the safe haven of her soul.

Jiang Cimu looked at the tears flashing in Sang Shuwan's eyes, and his heart was filled with pity. He gently raised his hand and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb, his movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of hurting her. "Why are you still crying? It's my fault. I made you feel wronged."

Sang Shuwan burst into laughter, patted Jiang Cimu's chest gently, and said angrily: "You always say things that make people feel soft-hearted. I am touched, not wronged."

Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan's smile that was as blooming as a spring flower, and his heart was filled with joy. He lowered his head slightly, and their foreheads touched gently, their breaths blending together. They stared into each other's eyes quietly, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

After a long time, Jiang Cimu spoke softly: "Shu Wan, do you know? Every time I see you busy at work, I feel both distressed and proud. I feel distressed that you work so hard, and I am proud that you are so strong and excellent."

Sang Shuwan's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes were full of shyness and sweetness. "It's not as good as you say. I'm just trying to do my job well."

Jiang Ci Mu shook his head slightly and said seriously: "In my eyes, you are the best. Your hard work and your persistence fascinate me deeply." As he spoke, his gaze slowly moved from Sang Shuwan's eyes to her lips, and his eyes became a little blurred.

Sang Shuwan felt Jiang Cimu's fiery gaze, her heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and her cheeks became hot. She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look Jiang Cimu in the eye.

Jiang Cimu gently lifted Sang Shuwan's chin, allowing her eyes to meet his again. His voice was low and gentle, with a hint of deep affection that was difficult to conceal: "Shuwan, I love you."

Tears welled up in Sang Shuwan's eyes again. Her lips trembled slightly as she whispered, "I love you, too, Cimu."

Jiang Cimu slowly approached Sang Shuwan, their lips getting closer and closer, and finally gently touching each other. This kiss was gentle and affectionate, full of their deep love for each other. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and the whole world became incomparably beautiful.

After the kiss, Jiang Cimu hugged Sang Shuwan tightly in his arms. Sang Shuwan leaned on Jiang Cimu's chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, her heart filled with peace and happiness.

"Shuwan, from now on I will always make soup for you, massage your back, and do everything that can make you happy." Jiang Cimu whispered in Sang Shuwan's ear.

Sang Shuwan nodded gently, "Yes, I will always be by your side. We will always be happy like this."

Jiang Cimu smiled and placed a gentle kiss on Sang Shuwan's forehead. "Of course, we will always be happy."

At this time, the moonlight sprinkled in the living room through the window, covering the two of them with a layer of silvery white brilliance. They hugged each other on the sofa, enjoying this rare tranquility and sweetness. In this night full of love, their love was like a bright star, shining the most dazzling light in the night sky.

After a while, Jiang Cimu gently let go of Sang Shuwan, with a hint of mischief in his eyes: "Shuwan, I suddenly thought of something fun."

Sang Shuwan looked at him curiously: "What's so fun?"

Jiang Cimu stood up, took Sang Shuwan's hand, and walked to the French window in the living room. He pointed at the garden outside the window and said, "Let's play a little game. Close your eyes, I'll count to three, then open them and see if there's anything changed in the garden."

Although Sang Shuwan was confused, she still closed her eyes obediently. Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan's cute appearance and couldn't help but kiss her gently on the cheek, then walked quickly towards the garden.

He was busy in the garden for a while, then returned to the living room, stood behind Sang Shuwan, and said softly, "Okay, open your eyes."

Sang Shuwan slowly opened her eyes, and the scene before her made her exclaim in surprise. The trees in the garden were hung with colorful balloons and twinkling star lights, and a big heart was formed on the ground with candles, and the words "I love you" were spelled out in the middle of the heart with rose petals.

Sang Shuwan turned around, eyes full of surprise and emotion, looked at Jiang Cimu and said: "Cimu, this is such a surprise. When did you prepare it?" Jiang Cimu smiled and gently held Sang Shuwan's hand: "It's a secret. As long as you like it."

Tears sparkled in Sang Shuwan's eyes. She hugged Jiang Cimu tightly again, "I love you so much. Thank you, Cimu."

Jiang Cimu held Sang Shuwan in his arms and danced in the garden. The star lights were twinkling and the balloons were floating gently, as if the whole garden was cheering for their love.

Tired of dancing, they sat on a bench in the garden, Jiang Cimu gently rested Sang Shuwan's head on his shoulder. They looked up at the starry sky and enjoyed this romantic night.

"Shuwan, look at those two stars. They are just like us, closely dependent on each other." Jiang Cimu said, pointing to the sky.

Sang Shuwan looked in the direction of Jiang Cimu's finger and nodded gently: "Well, we will always be like them, never leaving each other."

Jiang Cimu gently held Sang Shuwan's hand and placed a gentle kiss on the back of her hand. They sat quietly like this, enjoying this peaceful and beautiful night, letting their love grow deeper in this gentle night.

The night was like a huge piece of black silk, weighing heavily on the sky above the city, burying all the noise and disturbances of the day. The moonlight was like water, gently shining through the gaps in the gauze curtains, casting patches of silver light and shadows on the wooden floor of the bedroom, as if it was a dream painting carefully laid out by someone.

Sang Shuwan had just finished washing up in the bathroom. The mist was like a layer of hazy fog, covering the entire bathroom and blurring the huge mirror. Her slender fingers gently picked up the towel beside her and slowly wiped the mirror. The mirror surface gradually became clear, reflecting her slightly tired but happy face. She stared at herself in the mirror, her bright eyes flashing with gentle light, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly, outlining a sweet smile.

She was wrapped in a soft white bath towel and walked out of the bathroom slowly. Her wet hair was still covered with wisps of water vapor, and a few strands of hair were playfully attached to her snow-white neck, adding a bit of charming charm. The light was dim and soft, gently falling on her body, as if she was covered with a layer of gauze, outlining her graceful figure.

Jiang Cimu had already changed into a loose dark blue cotton pajamas, sitting quietly on the bed, his long legs casually crossed. When he heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, his eyes were instantly attracted to Sang Shuwan's figure. A flash of surprise first flashed in his deep eyes, and then quickly filled with endless love.

"Come here, don't catch a cold." Jiang Cimu said, his voice was low and magnetic, like a low cello melody in the middle of the night, gently echoing in the room. He stretched out his hand, which was slender and powerful, with five fingers slightly open, motioning Sang Shuwan to come to him.

Sang Shuwan's cheeks flushed slightly, like the clouds in the sky dyed pink by the sunset. She walked lightly to the bed. Jiang Cimu picked up the dry towel beside him, his movements were gentle and soothing, as if he was treating an invaluable treasure. He stood behind Sang Shuwan, raised his hands slightly, gently covered her hair with the towel, and began to slowly wipe her hair. His fingers were slender and flexible, occasionally touching her small and delicate ears inadvertently, causing her body to tremble slightly, and a stronger blush quickly climbed up her cheeks.

"You're exhausted today. Go to sleep." Jiang Cimu said softly while wiping. His words were full of heartache and concern. Then, he gently put down the towel and put his hands on Sang Shuwan's shoulders. His palms were broad and warm, and through the thin bath towel, they conveyed a trace of warmth. He slowly turned Sang Shuwan towards him, and their eyes met in the air, staring at each other tightly.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be quiet, with only the sound of their breathing. The air was filled with an ambiguous and sweet atmosphere, like an overturned honey pot, overflowing with sweetness. Jiang Cimu's eyes became deeper and deeper, as if they were a deep ocean, surging with endless affection. He slowly approached Sang Shuwan, his movements gentle and slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing her. His lips gently fell on Sang Shuwan's forehead, and this kiss was as gentle as the softest breeze in spring, gently brushing her skin. His breath sprayed on her face, with a trace of warmth, which made Sang Shuwan's heartbeat speed up involuntarily.

Sang Shuwan slightly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently on her fair cheeks like frightened butterflies. She immersed herself in this tenderness, feeling Jiang Cimu's deep love for her. Jiang Cimu's kiss did not stop there, his lips moved slowly down along her forehead, landing between her eyebrows, as if to soothe all her worries and troubles during the day. Then, his kiss landed on the tip of her small and delicate nose, causing Sang Shuwan to laugh softly, the laughter was as clear and pleasant as a silver bell.

Finally, Jiang Cimu's lips gently rested on Sang Shuwan's lips. This kiss was gentle and lingering, as if telling every bit of their acquaintance, telling the sweet past, and the endless longing for the future. Jiang Cimu's lips gently caressed Sang Shuwan's lips, as if savoring the sweetness. Sang Shuwan's hands unconsciously wrapped around Jiang Cimu's neck, and her fingers gently inserted into his black hair. She tilted her head slightly and responded to Jiang Cimu's kiss more passionately. The two people's lips pressed more and more closely, as if they wanted to integrate each other into each other's lives.

After a long time, the two slowly separated. Sang Shuwan's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and her eyes were full of shyness and sweetness, as if they were a clear spring, reflecting her deep love for Jiang Cimu. Jiang Cimu gently held her in his arms and let her lean on his chest. His chest was broad and strong. Sang Shuwan leaned on it and could clearly feel his strong heartbeat, which was like a steady drumbeat, hitting her heart again and again.

"Go to sleep, baby, I'm here." Jiang Cimu whispered in her ear, his voice as soft as the most soothing lullaby. His breath gently brushed against Sang Shuwan's ears, making her body tremble slightly. Sang Shuwan nodded gently, and rubbed against Jiang Cimu's arms again, looking for the most comfortable position. Her cheek was pressed against Jiang Cimu's chest, feeling the warmth emanating from him.

Jiang Cimu reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, and darkness instantly surged in like a tide, covering the entire bedroom. Only the moonlight outside the window, shining through the gaps in the curtains, cast a few faint rays of light, outlining some vague outlines in the darkness. In this darkness, the breathing sounds of the two people intertwined, becoming more and more intimate. Sang Shuwan's breathing was soft and even, like a breeze blowing across the lake, rippling layers of water. Jiang Cimu's breathing was slightly deeper, as if it was an undercurrent surging under the calm sea surface.

Sang Shuwan felt Jiang Cimu's strong arms tightly around her, and her heart was filled with peace of mind and happiness. Her fingers gently drew circles on Jiang Cimu's arms, again and again, with gentle and slow movements. Her fingers touched the skin on Jiang Cimu's arms, which was slightly warm and gave her a sense of security. Jiang Cimu tightened his arms slightly, holding Sang Shuwan tighter, and rested his chin gently on the top of her head. There was some stubble on his chin, which slightly tied up Sang Shuwan's hair, but she felt extremely at ease.

"Ci Mu, I'm really happy today, thank you." Sang Shuwan said softly, her voice seemed particularly gentle in the darkness, as if it was a whisper coming from a faraway place. Her voice gently echoed in the room, with a hint of sweetness at the end.

"Silly, as long as you are happy, everything I do is worth it." Jiang Cimu responded, his voice was low and firm, as if he was making an eternal promise. He kissed Sang Shuwan's hair, his lips touching her hair, feeling the soft touch. His hand gently stroked Sang Shuwan's back, again and again, the movement was gentle and soothing, as if he was comforting a wounded animal.

In the darkness, the two talked quietly, sharing each other's thoughts and dreams. Jiang Cimu slowly opened his mouth, telling about his childhood, the days of running in the fields and playing hide-and-seek in the woods. His voice echoed in the darkness, with a hint of nostalgia and emotion. Sang Shuwan listened quietly, occasionally letting out a soft laugh, that laughter was like the twinkling stars in the night sky, illuminating the dark room.

Then, Sang Shuwan also began to talk about some episodes in her work, the days of struggling with colleagues, the confusion and persistence when encountering difficulties. Jiang Cimu listened carefully, responded to her from time to time, and gave her encouragement and comfort. Their voices intertwined, like a beautiful nocturne, playing in this quiet night.

"Ci Mu, do you think we will always be happy like this in the future?" Sang Shuwan suddenly asked, with a hint of worry in her voice. She raised her head and tried to see Jiang Ci Mu's expression in the dark.

Jiang Cimu gently stroked Sang Shuwan's cheek, his fingers touching her soft skin, feeling her slight body temperature. "Of course, we will always be happy, and I will always be with you, no matter what happens." His voice was firm and powerful, full of confidence and determination.

Sang Shuwan nodded slightly and leaned her head back on Jiang Cimu's chest. Her heart was filled with warmth and happiness. Jiang Cimu's words were like a reassurance, making her worries disappear in an instant.

Time passed slowly, and sleepiness gradually came over her. Sang Shuwan's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally she fell asleep in Jiang Cimu's arms. Her breathing became steady and even, and her body relaxed. Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan sleeping in his arms, the moonlight shining on her face, outlining her delicate features. Her lips were slightly open, as if she was having a sweet dream.

Jiang Cimu gently stroked her cheek, his eyes full of pampering and affection. His fingers gently stroked her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and finally landed on her lips. His movements were gentle and slow, as if he was painting a precious picture. "Good night, my baby." Jiang Cimu whispered softly in her ear, his voice as light as a feather, slowly falling.

Then, Jiang Cimu closed his eyes, hugged Sang Shuwan tightly in his arms, and gradually fell asleep. In this quiet night, they slept in each other's arms, and love flowed in each other's hearts, weaving into a beautiful dream. The moonlight still gently sprinkled on them, guarding this loving night for them and witnessing their eternal love.

Find fun at the bird market and feel full of love

In the early morning, the sunlight, like fine golden yarn, passed through the thin curtains and quietly fell into every corner of the bedroom. On the bed, Sang Shuwan was still immersed in a sweet dream, her cheeks slightly flushed from sleep, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth. Jiang Cimu had already woken up and lay beside her, gazing at her gently with a look of doting in his eyes.

After a long time, Jiang Cimu gently raised his hand and used his fingertips to gently brush away a strand of hair beside Sang Shuwan's cheek, so gently that he was afraid of disturbing her. Sang Shuwan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Jiang Cimu's affectionate eyes.

"Good morning, baby." Jiang Cimu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a warm smile, and said softly.

Sang Shuwan stretched and responded lazily, "Good morning, Cimu." She got up slightly and leaned against the head of the bed, her face drowsy as if she had just woken up, but she could not hide the sweetness in her eyes.

Jiang Cimu sat up, kissed Sang Shuwan on the forehead, and said, "I'll take you to a fun place today. Let's go to the bird market. I heard there are a lot of cute parrots there. You will definitely like them."

When Sang Shuwan heard this, he immediately perked up, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and he quickly said, "Really? That's great! I've always wanted to have a cute parrot."

The two quickly washed up, changed their clothes, and had a simple breakfast before driving to the bird market. Along the way, Sang Shuwan was in a particularly good mood. She looked at the scenery that was constantly receding outside the car window and hummed a light tune from time to time. Jiang Cimu drove the car attentively, with a faint smile on his lips. From time to time, he turned his head to look at Sang Shuwan, his eyes full of love.

Soon, they arrived at the bird market. As soon as they stepped into the gate of the bird market, the chirping of various birds came into their ears, interweaving into a lively symphony. The air was filled with a faint smell of hay and the unique scent of birds.

Sang Shuwan excitedly held Jiang Cimu's hand and walked between the stalls. Her eyes were full of novelty and surprise. Every time she saw a beautiful bird, she couldn't help but stop and take a closer look.

In front of a stall, Sang Shuwan was attracted by several colorful parrots. The feathers of those parrots were bright and eye-catching. Some were covered with emerald green feathers, as dazzling as jade; some had bright yellow feathers, as bright as the sun. They jumped happily in the cage, making crisp calls from time to time.

"Ci Mu, look how cute these parrots are!" Sang Shuwan pulled Jiang Ci Mu's arm and said coquettishly.

Jiang Cimu smiled and moved closer, observing the parrots carefully, and said, "They are indeed cute. Which one do you like?"

Sang Shuwan tilted his head and looked at each parrot carefully. After hesitating for a long time, he pointed at a parrot with blue feathers and said, "I think this one is the most beautiful. Its feathers are as blue as the sky."

Seeing that they were very interested in the parrot, the stall owner quickly introduced it enthusiastically: "This parrot is very smart, and can already speak some simple words." Then he shouted to the parrot: "Hello." The parrot immediately responded crisply: "Hello." This made Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu laugh.

Jiang Cimu looked at Sang Shuwan's happy expression and said to the stall owner, "Boss, we want this parrot."

Sang Shuwan said with some concern: "Ci Mu, will it be very expensive to buy a parrot?"

Jiang Cimu gently pinched Sang Shuwan's nose and said softly: "As long as you are happy, it's worth any amount of money. Besides, this is a gift from me to you, don't worry about the price."

After paying, Jiang Cimu carefully carried the cage containing the parrot and continued to walk around the bird market with Sang Shuwan. They saw many other kinds of birds, including the small and exquisite lovebirds, which were in pairs, cuddling each other, as if telling sweet love words; and the thrushes with melodious and graceful calls, whose songs were like the sound of nature, intoxicating people.

While visiting the bird market, Jiang Cimu held Sang Shuwan's hand tightly, fearing that she would get lost. At each stall, he would patiently accompany Sang Shuwan to watch the birds and listen to her share her love and feelings for each bird.

As she walked, Sang Shuwan saw a stall selling bird food and bird cage decorations. She stopped and her eyes were attracted by an exquisite little swing. The little swing was made of colorful wood and tied with some colorful ribbons, which was very cute.

"Ci Mu, let's buy a small swing for the parrot so that it won't be bored in the cage." Sang Shuwan held Jiang Ci Mu's hand and said expectantly.

Jiang Cimu looked in the direction Sang Shuwan pointed, smiled and nodded: "Okay, pick one that you think the parrot will like."

Sang Shuwan carefully selected and finally chose a small swing with a blue ribbon, which matched the blue feathers of the parrot very well. She held the small swing and was as happy as a child.

Then, they picked out some nutritious bird food and some beautiful toys for the parrot. Sang Shuwan imagined the parrot playing happily in the new environment, with a happy smile on her face.

After walking around for a long time, Sang Shuwan and Jiang Cimu felt a little tired. They found a coffee shop in a small corner of the bird market, walked in, and chose a seat by the window.

Jiang Cimu ordered two cups of steaming coffee and some exquisite snacks. Sang Shuwan placed the parrot's cage next to the table and watched the parrot curiously looking around in the cage, her heart filled with joy. (End of this chapter)