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Shen Zhiyi gently wrapped the coat that Zhang Yifan had draped over her shoulders.

Her voice was still hoarse from just waking up: "What time is it? Is sunrise almost here?"

Her tone was very natural, as if she hadn't heard anything at all.

Zhang Yifan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully she didn't hear Doubao's nonsense.

He glanced at his phone and said there was still half an hour until sunrise, so he told her to sleep a little longer and he would wake her up when it was time.

Shen Zhiyi gave a soft "hmm," shifted to a more comfortable position, and closed her eyes again.

Zhang Yifan didn't notice that her tightly closed eyelids were trembling slightly.

After experiencing such an embarrassing situation, Zhang Yifan's restless heart calmed down.

He looked at Shen Zhiyi, who was breathing evenly with her head on his shoulder, listened to the sound of the waves crashing in the distance, and felt the cool morning breeze. Suddenly, he felt that everything was so warm and cozy.

He felt so warm and fuzzy that he wished time could stand still at this moment. He didn't need to think about confessing his feelings or any system tasks; just sitting together quietly like this would be enough.

Shen Zhiyi seemed to sense his gaze.

Her previously even breathing suddenly stopped, and then she slowly opened her eyes, meeting Zhang Yifan's gaze.

Her eyelashes fluttered twice, and her voice carried a hint of coquettish reproach: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"what?"

Zhang Yifan then realized what had happened, but instead of panicking at being caught peeping, he calmly said...

I think you're pretty!

No girl dislikes being complimented on her looks, and Shen Zhiyi is no exception.

She smiled smugly: "I know I'm pretty. You're not the only one who's ever told me that since I was little."

Then, I silently added a sentence in my heart.

But the person who makes me happiest is you.

Zhang Yifan complained, "Miss, how come I never noticed how narcissistic you are before?"

Shen Zhiyi said, "Maybe after spending too much time with someone, you become like them."

"Could this ink be me?"

Guess~

Zhang Yifan never expected that Shen Zhiyi, who was once aloof and unapproachable, would have such a charming and innocent side in private.

The more he got to know Shen Zhiyi, the more he realized that she wasn't perfect.

She also has her weaknesses, such as being terrible with directions, learning to drive slowly, and being incredibly talkative on WeChat but putting on a cool and aloof act when you meet her in person...

But these minor flaws actually make her more like a vibrant and authentic girl.

As the two chatted, a red glow suddenly appeared on the previously pitch-black sea.

The rosy glow seeped out little by little from the horizon where the sea meets the sky, as if someone had gently cut a hole in the sky, secretly letting out the light hidden behind it.

First it was a light orange-pink, then it became an increasingly deep orange-red, even giving the surrounding gray clouds a golden edge.

The entire sea surface was covered with a layer of shimmering gold by that light, sparkling as if someone had scattered a handful of glowing sand on the sea.

The stars in the sky hadn't completely disappeared, but they were already so dim they were almost invisible, with only a few of the brightest ones still blinking desperately, as if reluctant to say goodbye to the night.

"It's coming out!"

Shen Zhiyi shouted excitedly.

I was about to stand up when my legs went numb from sitting for so long and I almost fell.

Fortunately, Zhang Yifan reacted quickly and caught her. Ignoring her still-numb legs, she steadied herself and pointed to the sea, saying:

"The sun is about to rise!"

The sun finally rose above the sea level.

First, there was a short arc, then a whole disc, like a fireball just pulled from a furnace, igniting the entire sea.

Seagulls appeared out of nowhere, leaving several black silhouettes in front of the rising sun, their cries sharp and bright, like the first horn of a new day.

The fishing boats in the distance also lit up their lights, twinkling like stars as they moved slowly across the golden sea.

The morning sun shone on their faces, and Shen Zhiyi's profile was gilded with a warm golden edge.

Her eyes shone, her lips curved into a smile, and her whole being seemed to glow.

Looking at her profile, Zhang Yifan suddenly felt that this scene was more beautiful than any sunrise he had ever seen.

"Shen Zhiyi".

He called her name softly, his tone not as casual as usual, but with a hint of seriousness, as if he were about to say something important.

Shen Zhiyi turned around.

When she saw the solemn expression on Zhang Yifan's face, her heart skipped a beat.

Why is he being so serious?

Should I confess my feelings?

Her fingers, resting on her knees, tightened unconsciously, and her mind was already racing with fantasies.

"Could you please give me back my coat?"

Shen Zhiyi's smile froze on her lips.

She looked down at herself and saw that she was still wearing the thin coat.

She looked up at Zhang Yifan's sincere face, which seemed to say, "I really need this coat," and remained silent for a full three seconds.

She took a deep breath, looked at him with an expression that seemed to ask, "What do I even see in you?", pulled her coat off her shoulder, and shoved it into his arms.

Zhang Yifan took the coat and couldn't help but laugh at her amused and annoyed expression.

He reached into his coat pocket, pulled out a beautifully packaged little box, and then draped the coat back over her shoulders.

He coughed lightly, his tone tinged with a slightly awkward embarrassment: "Ahem... I forgot to put your gift in my coat pocket."

Shen Zhiyi paused for a moment, then took the box.

The box had a very nice texture, a dark blue velvet surface, and a line of English words she recognized printed on it—BVLGARI.

She opened the box, and inside lay a necklace from the Divas' Dream collection, its fan-shaped pendant gleaming warmly in the morning sun.

She recognizes the brand and the collection; this necklace costs around 350,000.

She knew that with Zhang Yifan's current net worth, 350,000 was just a drop in the ocean, but she still felt she couldn't accept such an expensive gift without knowing why.

She silently closed the box and pushed it back into Zhang Yifan's hands.

"I can't accept it."

Zhang Yifan looked down at the small box that had been pushed back, but did not reach out to take it.

He understood why Shen Zhiyi couldn't accept it.

It's not that she dislikes it, nor that she thinks it's too expensive.

She knew he was rich.

She simply felt that since they didn't have a legitimate relationship, she couldn't accept a gift without a proper status.

He suddenly felt that this was actually quite good.

Since she needs a formal status, he will give her one.

He took the necklace out of the box, held it in his hand, and then looked up at Shen Zhiyi.

The sun had fully risen, and golden light covered the entire sea and her profile.

Zhang Yifan was stunned. The words of confession he had prepared were completely forgotten in his mind.

All the words I wanted to say were summed up in one sentence: "Shen Zhiyi, I like you. Be my girlfriend."

Shen Zhiyi lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttered twice, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.

"it is good."

She had been waiting for those words for a long time.

She took him in her heart the moment he first surpassed her on the list, though she didn't know what love was back then.

It wasn't until he started pursuing Lin Wanqing that she realized she felt an inexplicable tightness in her chest. After searching on Baidu, she learned that this feeling was called liking someone.

For the past year, she has watched Zhang Yifan demean himself, but she still stands there waiting for him to come to his senses, without taking a single step.

Today, she finally got what she had been waiting for.

Zhang Yifan untied the necklace in his hand, wrapped it around her neck, and gently tapped the back of her neck with his fingertips.

The necklace pendant rested on her collarbone, shimmering in the sunlight.

Shen Zhiyi raised her hand and gently touched the fan-shaped pendant, then looked up at him.

Her cheeks were still flushed, but she didn't look away from his gaze.

She tiptoed slightly, leaned close to his ear, and spoke softly, but every word seemed exceptionally clear, as if carried by the sea breeze.

"Actually, I think Doubao is quite right."