Ronan leaned on his shoulder and looked up at the sky. "The moon is big tonight."

Fu Tingyuan gave her the fish with good bone: "yes. The moon is beautiful tonight

Ronan was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and looked at him: "I know the stem." I coughed, and then I love you

Fu Tingyuan chuckled, "eat it."

The fish was just made up. It was roasted with charcoal fire and spices brought by the Russians themselves. The taste was a little rough, very simple and crude. But because of its freshness and the wonderful flavor of spices, it was delicious.

Fu Tingyuan handed the wine to her, "drink a little."

Luo Nan bowed his head and took a sip of the wine, but he was still spitting his tongue violently. Fu Tingyuan said in a warm voice: "it's cold outside. It's better to drink a little. Go and get rid of the moisture and cold."

He also took a sip of the bottle that Ronan had just drunk.

At night, there is a gentle sea breeze blowing on the little island which is rarely visited.

In the ear is the Russian light song.

Just as pear blossoms all over the world,

the river is floating with the soft veil,

Katyusha stands on the steep bank,

singing like the bright spring light.

The girl hides beautiful songs,

she is singing the eagle of grassland,

she is singing her beloved children,

love of Katyusha belongs to him forever.

……

"Kaqiusha" is the only Russian song that Ronan knew at the beginning. Naturally, it is a love song, but it is not euphemistic and touching, but light and straightforward.

She leaned against the tree trunk and squinted slightly. Fu Tingyuan held her hand, and the warm feeling passed to her along his palm.

When she sang "Katyusha's love always belongs to him", she couldn't help looking up at the man around her.

Fu Tingyuan is also looking at her.

She couldn't help but encircle his neck and raised her head to kiss his lips.

Fu Tingyuan's lips were still stained with the cold breath of liquor. He gently opened his lips, put one hand around her waist, and gently lifted her waist so that she could rest more comfortably in his arms.

She didn't know whether it was because she was drunk, or whether the night was too wonderful, or the man in front of her.

The mood in the heart is very delicate, very gentle, gentle to make people cry.

Lingering kisses, until each other please panting separation, she nestled in his arms, feeling his steady heartbeat.

Fu Tingyuan raised his hand, and his thumb rubbed the corners of her eyes, touching the slight moisture.

He looked down at her inquisitively.

"Don't know why, tears fell down inexplicably." Ronan began to smile at him a little embarrassed, and then said, "you say, I'm not well with my cold. Will it infect you tomorrow. "

the man hooked his lips," not afraid. I'm invincible. "

There is nothing that is not poisonous.

Ronan took a gentle breath, lowered his head and put his arm around his waist. "Will we always be together?"

Fu Tingyuan's chin was on her shoulder, and his breath was floating in her ears. Lornan first heard him say, "until death separates us."

Her heart slightly swings, hugs him more forcefully.

The night wind, the song, and the man's whispering ramble.

At first, lornan thought that she would always remember this night, the island,

what he had done for her, and his silent love for her.