Before he died, my grandfather forced me to marry the richest man in the capital.

A few days have passed.

Every night, Yan Zhun would pick up Feng Xiaoni for dinner, then take her home, and kiss her goodbye at the door.

When her son started acting strangely, Yan's mother became suspicious. Yan Zhun hadn't come home for dinner for several days in a row. When she asked the hospital, the receptionist said that her son had already left work a long time ago.

night.

Yan's mother, Yan's father, and Yan Feifei were all waiting for Yan Zhun to come home in the living room. It was like a group interrogation, and the scene was a bit serious.

After Yan Zhun finished eating with Feng Xiaoni, he escorted her to her doorstep before turning around and going home.

Humming a little tune, he pushed open the door and stepped into the villa. The first thing he saw was his family sitting in a row. From the moment he entered, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, and the singing stopped abruptly.

Yan's keen intuition told him that something was amiss tonight, and it was not good.

Hesitantly, he walked over and sat down on the single sofa, legs spread apart. He avoided eye contact with most people, looking away. "What's up?"

Yan Feifei couldn't keep it to herself and spoke up before her mother, "Brother, what have you been busy with lately? You don't come home for dinner, and the people at the hospital said you've already left work."

The stern father sat with his legs crossed and his hands folded on his lap, leaning back on the sofa, listening quietly.

The strict mother held onto a sliver of hope, hoping her son had gone off to date. "You're not dating, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhun remained silent for a moment, then replied expressionlessly, "No, I had some things to take care of and couldn't come home. Mom, I'm already so old."

"I'm not asking you because you don't come home for dinner. I'm worried you might do something drastic. You shouldn't be that fragile. You're not going to jump off a building or into a river just because your mom is pressuring you to find a wife."

"I'm a little worried," said the mother.

Yan Zhun: "............" What is all this about? He just started dating, why is he trying to kill himself?

I said definitively, "No, I didn't want to commit suicide. Mom, please stop overthinking things."

"That's fine. Even if you really stay single your whole life, don't think about it that way. Let me tell you, there are many people who want to commit suicide, but they fail and end up paralyzed. It would be awkward if they failed to die and ended up paralyzed. Besides, let's not do anything that wastes our manpower and resources."

Yan Zhun was speechless again: "............"

Yan Feifei: "............." She can even offer advice like that.

Finally, Yan Zhun went upstairs under the watchful eyes of several people. As soon as he got upstairs, he locked his room door. After taking a shower, Yan Zhun wrote a short essay about what happened that night and sent it to Feng Xiaoni. It was about 500 words long.

Feng Xiaoni patiently read the message, expressed her sympathy for Yan Zhun, and sent a comforting emoji.

half a month later.

At Yan's Hospital, Yan Zhun always arrives with a rosy complexion. When the nurses ask him if he's in a relationship, Yan Zhun always says no.

But the nurse didn't believe her. At that moment, Yan Zhun walked into his office with a smile. "Do you think Dr. Yan is having a secret affair? Could it be that the other person is married?"

Another nurse said, "It can't be that extreme, can it? I don't think Dr. Yan is that kind of person."

Xiang Ke overheard this and reminded him, "You don't want to work anymore, do you? Stop imagining all this nonsense. Aside from being a doctor, Dr. Yan is still a highly eligible bachelor. Even if he just stood there, there would be girls willing to marry him. Does he need to be a gigolo or a mistress? Think before you speak, or you'll get into trouble."

After saying that, Xiang Ke pointed to his head.

The nurses blushed at what was said, nodded hurriedly, and turned to get back to work to ease the awkwardness.

Xiang Ke turned and entered Yan Zhun's consultation room, grinning, his previous seriousness gone. He pulled up a chair, sat down, crossed his legs, and said, "How long are you planning to keep this secret relationship going? No deadline for making it official? The nurses outside all think you're being kept."

"Be a sugar daddy/sugar baby? Me?" Yan Zhun looked incredulous. How did he even come up with that? "People's imaginations these days are truly something else. There's nothing they won't imagine. Unbelievable, I need to be a sugar daddy/sugar baby?"

Xiang Ke shrugged, looked at Yan Zhun seriously, and said, "Looks quite similar."

Yan Zhun threw a folder at him and said, "Get lost."

"Seriously, you've been sending me flowers for half a month now, how far have things progressed between you two?" Xiang Ke asked curiously.

Yan Zhun didn't want to answer. He didn't want to share his love story with Feng Xiaoni as a story. He wanted to respect Feng Xiaoni. "It has nothing to do with you. If you want to know, go talk to her yourself."

At noon, Feng Xiaoni texted Yan Zhun to tell him that she wouldn't be working overtime that night and that they could go for a walk at the beach.

A day apart feels like three autumns, and Yan Zhun was already missing Feng Xiaoni a bit, so he agreed without hesitation, "Shall I come pick you up?"

Feng Xiaoni: Sure.

As it was nearing the end of the workday, Yan Zhun hurriedly walked out, and Xiang Ke called out to his retreating figure, "Where are you going?"

Yan Zhun: "Pick up your mom."

Xiang Ke cursed from behind, "Are you crazy? You're insane."

Turning his head, he saw the two nurses he had mentioned that morning whispering to each other. Xiang Ke explained, "My mom isn't dating him."

The nurses clearly didn't believe them, convinced that Xiang Ke had only said those things in a fit of anger that morning.

sandy beach.

The sea breeze was strong, and huge waves crashed against the rocks. A thin layer of snow covered the fine sand, and the seashells were stained white, making it impossible to see their original appearance.

There were a fair number of people on the beach at this time, and several couples were strolling hand in hand.

Perhaps couples in the throes of new love prefer places with fewer people.

The sound of crashing waves filled the air, one after another. Footprints were left on the thin layer of snow, one after another. Fingers were intertwined, and occasionally they would stop to help each other straighten their clothes.

At that moment, Yan Zhun felt the sharpness of the sea breeze, stopped in his tracks, took off the scarf from his neck and wrapped it around Feng Xiaoni's neck, opened his coat and let Feng Xiaoni hug him, then closed his coat again.

His embrace was warm; nestled inside, she felt safe and warm, a warmth that extended to her heart.

Couples in love find beauty in everything they do, even just standing on the beach shivering in the sea breeze. What might seem like crazy behavior to outsiders is simply how they express their love.

In a small house some distance away, two women were watching the couple outside and complaining about them.

This beach is a famous Instagrammable spot in Beijing, and the cabins are actually cafes, each one a separate little wooden cabin.

It's winter now, and most people aren't keen on going out. Only couples in love, whose body temperatures are higher, come here to stroll hand in hand on the beach, seeking a different kind of feeling.

"Are these two crazy? Their hair is practically standing on end, and the woman is practically nestled in the man's arms. What are they trying to achieve by taking a walk in this situation? For a thrill?"

"Maybe they don't have money for a hotel, or like you said, they're looking for thrills."

"Sigh, people these days, I just can't understand it."

"No, why do these people outside look so familiar to me? They look a bit like my brother." Yan Feifei wiped the fogged glass clean with her hand, leaned closer to look outside, her cheek only a few millimeters away from the glass.

Accompanying her was her college classmate and roommate; the two would occasionally hang out. "Your brother, isn't your brother single?"

Yan Feifei was also dumbfounded. She couldn't see the woman in her arms because she was being blocked, but that person was definitely her brother. She couldn't be mistaken. "It should be my brother. Let's go take a look."

Just as I stood up, my arm was grabbed. "Wouldn't it be awkward to go over there now? Your brother didn't even tell you you two just got together."

Yan Feifei said firmly, "That's exactly why I'm going. My brother has such a chauvinistic attitude, I'm afraid he'll ruin my relationship with my sister-in-law, so I have to go and help him."

My college classmates also stood up, intending to persuade them, but after thinking about it, they followed them.

Yan Zhun held Feng Xiaoni tightly through her clothes. Looking down, he could see her beautiful features and red lips, which were coated with lipstick and looked even more lovely in the moonlight. He couldn't resist the urge to take a bite. "I want to kiss you."

Feng Xiaoni smiled and nodded shyly.

With permission granted, Yan Zhun immediately lowered his head. The moment their lips met, they shut out their surroundings. The sound of the waves became clearer, and the moonlight became brighter. The two were immersed in their own world.

The kisses were tender and passionate, one after another, the soft, sweet sounds of their intertwined lips were exceptionally clear, both of their ears were flushed, and Feng Xiaoni's cheeks looked as if they had been smeared with rouge.

The people standing nearby had been standing there for a while, not wanting to disturb the two who were so engrossed in each other. Yan Feifei, shivering, clung to her college classmate's wrist for warmth as they waited.

She curled up into a ball, watching the live broadcast in front of her. Her college classmate was embarrassed; she had never seen such a detailed process before. Yan Feifei, on the other hand, was shaking and watching with a grin.

After a while, the two people with their eyes closed parted their lips. The first thing Yan Zhun did when he looked up was to press Feng Xiaoni's head into his arms and stare in astonishment at the two people in front of him.

Feifei's college classmate Yan Zhun had met her before. Not only was Yan Zhun embarrassed, but Feifei's friend was also embarrassed. She reached out to greet him, "Hi, Brother Zhun, what a coincidence."

Feng Xiaoni was bewildered by Yan Zhun's sudden action. She only realized someone was there when she heard a sound, and then quietly hid in his arms. Her cheeks were too red and burning, and she needed to calm down.

Yan Feifei waved her hand, "Brother, that's good enough. I was wondering why you've been so elusive lately. Mom thought you were going to jump into the river. Turns out you're in love."

Raising her chin in a gesture that indicated she shouldn't hide her sister-in-law, Yan Zhun automatically ignored her sister's actions and asked instead, "What are you doing here?"

Yan Feifei pulled her coat tighter; the wind was strong enough to knock a person over. "It's the sea breeze."

Yan Zhun: ".............." It's not easy for him to fall in love. Last time he had dinner, he ran into Han Yue. Luckily, Han Yue's mouth wasn't the same quality as Lu Jinnan's, so he didn't make a big fuss about it. Now, Xiao Ni got off work early and went for a stroll by the beach, and she ran into her sister again.

This secret relationship can't be kept secret any longer.