You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

During the flight, Su Qinghe watched some pre-cached videos for a while.

Before long, her eyelids started to droop, and her phone slipped from her hand twice, which she groggily caught each time.

The third time, she couldn't catch it, and the phone fell directly onto her lap. She completely gave up resisting, and her head slid down Jiang Che's shoulder little by little until she finally leaned against his arm, sleeping like a kitten that had just finished sunbathing.

Jiang Che glanced down and noticed that her mouth was slightly open, with a glistening line of drool hanging faintly from the corner of her mouth, about to drip onto his sleeve.

He instinctively tried to pull his arm away, but seeing how soundly she was sleeping, he hesitated for a moment and then gave up.

Finally, he took a tissue out of his pocket with his other hand and carefully placed it between the corner of her mouth and his sleeve.

Because the movements were very light, Su Qinghe, who was always a light sleeper, did not notice Jiang Che's actions at all.

Bai Yuning sat in the seat next to the two of them and witnessed the whole scene.

She put down the magazine in her hand, smiled silently, then turned her back to them, giving the young couple some space of their own.

……

Two and a half hours later, the plane landed at Atlanta Phoenix International Airport.

The moment the hatch opened, a gust of warm, humid sea breeze rushed in.

The air was filled with the salty smell of the sea, along with a faint hint of coconut.

In stark contrast to the dry, mild air of Lincheng, everything here is moist, vibrant, and bright.

The moment Su Qinghe stepped off the covered bridge, she stood still, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled.

Her eyes shone as if they held two stars.

"It smells so good..."

Jiang Che walked to her side. "Let's go, the car is waiting outside."

The resort's shuttle bus travels eastward along the coastline, and the scenery outside the window gradually changes from the city's high-rise buildings to low coconut groves and the shimmering blue sea.

Su Qinghe's gaze never left the window from the moment she got on the bus, and her mouth was almost constantly open.

"So beautiful!"

"Ah Che, look! Look! The sea is so blue!"

"Wow, there are people surfing over there!"

Every time she called out, she would turn around and pull Jiang Che's hand, afraid that he would miss any part of the scene.

Jiang Che watched her the whole time.

To be precise, he thought the view outside the window was indeed nice, but it seemed far less attractive than the person standing by the window.

Located in a semi-secluded bay in eastern Atlanta, the resort boasts a tranquil environment and is a top choice for many vacationers visiting Atlanta.

White villas are nestled among coconut palms, with stone paths winding through them, and the air filled with the scent of coconut and the sea.

The receptionist greeted them with a smile and guided them to their second-floor ocean-view room.

The moment the door opened, Su Qinghe exclaimed "Wow!"

The room was large and decorated in a simple white and natural wood tone, but what really caught the eye was the floor-to-ceiling glass door directly opposite.

Pushing open the glass door to the terrace, the boundless blue sea instantly comes into view.

Where the sea meets the sky, the blue blends together, making it impossible to distinguish where the sea ends and the sky begins.

The waves crashed onto the beach layer by layer, then receded layer by layer, making soft, gentle sounds.

Su Qinghe stood on the terrace, the sea breeze ruffling her hair and causing her skirt to flutter gently.

She stared at it for a very long time.

Then he turned around and looked at Jiang Che, who was bending over to move his suitcase.

"A-Che".

"Um?"

"Thank you for bringing me out."

She turned her head slightly to look at Jiang Che, who was bending over to move his suitcase. Her eyes were very serious, so serious that Jiang Che was slightly taken aback.

He put down his suitcase, walked to her side, gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, rested his chin on her shoulder, and looked at the same sea with her.

"You're welcome." He paused for a moment. "There will be plenty of days like this in the future."

Su Qinghe didn't speak, but leaned slightly closer to him and took his hand that was wrapped around her waist.

The sea breeze blew her hair over, brushing against Jiang Che's face, tickling him, and carrying a faint fragrance.

Jiang Che lowered his head, his gaze falling on her profile.

He didn't need her to thank him; he did all of this because he just wanted her to be alright.

That was enough for him.

……

After settling her luggage, Su Qinghe couldn't wait to change into a beige floral sundress, put a woven straw hat on her head, and turned back to Jiang Che to make a "hurry up" gesture, her eyes shining brightly.

"Let's go, let's go!" She had already changed into her sandals and stomped her feet twice. "Ah Che, you're so slow!"

"Here we are! Su, why are you in such a hurry? Nobody's going to take it from us."

Su Qinghe snorted, raised her hand, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him out.

Jiang Che let her drag him along, a slight smile playing on his lips, and followed her steps.

There weren't many people on the beach in the evening.

The setting sun hung obliquely on the horizon, turning the entire sea surface into an orange-gold color. Waves surged up one after another, then receded one after another, leaving watermarks of varying depths on the beach.

Su Qinghe kicked off her sandals the moment she stepped onto the beach, and as she sank barefoot into the soft sand, she couldn't help but let out a soft "uh".

"It's so hot..." she said on tiptoe, "but it feels so good..."

Jiang Che squatted down, picked up her sandals, and casually held them in his hand. "Walk faster, let's go to the waves, the sand there is cool."

Su Qinghe said "Oh" and ran towards the waves.

The moment the wave crashed over her, the icy seawater washed over her ankles, making her cry out "Ah!" and run away.

Then the next wave surged up, and she screamed and ran backwards.

She went back and forth like this, chasing the waves several times, until her skirt was soaked by the seawater.

Unaware of her surroundings, her laughter was broken and intermittent by the sea breeze, scattering across the orange sky.

Jiang Che stood a little further away, took out his phone, and quietly took a picture of the scene.

In the viewfinder, she lifts the hem of her skirt, barefoot in the shallow water, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiles.

The setting sun bathed her in a warm, golden glow.

Jiang Che stared at the photo for a few seconds, then silently put his phone back in his pocket.

I've kept it safe.

He had to preserve these memories so that he could reminisce with her when they were old.

After playing for a while, Su Qinghe suddenly remembered that she should also take some photos of Jiang Che, so she quickly took out her phone and quietly aimed at him standing not far away.

He was wearing a simple white T-shirt and beach shorts, standing on the beach at dusk. The sea breeze made his hair a little messy, and the sunset outlined the contours of his face with soft golden lines. He looked casual and clean.

Su Qinghe pressed the shutter button, glanced down at the photo, and her heart suddenly skipped a few beats.

She turned her phone screen towards herself, afraid he would discover she was taking pictures secretly.

She secretly thought to herself—Ah Che looks good no matter where he stands…

Thank goodness, this outstanding and perfect man is hers.