The morning sea breeze was just the right temperature, cool and refreshing against the skin.
On the beach, a majestic castle had taken shape.
Xiaozhi clapped and cheered, while Chu Jinzhao found a stick and wrote two characters on the ground, "Xiaozhi".
He taught Xiaozhi how to write his name, stroke by stroke.
Nie Yunjun listened to the sounds carried by the sea breeze, suddenly feeling a wave of emotion.
Chu Jinzhao would definitely make a good father in the future.
But should she tell him now that Xiaozhi was his child?
"Xiaozhi," Chu Jinzhao sat down on the beach, looking up to bathe in the sunlight with a smile on his face, "I'm going to marry your sister."
Worried he might not understand, Chu Jinzhao patiently explained, "To marry means two people will be together openly, and from now on, they'll be husband and wife, living under the same roof. They'll eat together, go to work together, and even raise children together. Doesn't that sound good?"