Looking around, there was a vast and boundless sea surrounding the island. Behind them stood a small European-style villa.
"How come there's a house here?" Song Ge was more confused. But for Zhai Cheng, it was a long-prepared surprise that he had never told Song Ge about.
Zhai Cheng put his arm around Song Ge. "I bought it a long time ago, thinking that we could live a life just for the two of us.
No one will come to disturb us here. Just stay here at ease."
Song Ge didn't expect Zhai Cheng to have planned this so early. She was extremely touched.
"Come on. It's cold outside. Let's go in." Zhai Cheng said softly, then picked Song Ge up and walked into the house.
At noon, Song Ge suddenly felt dizzy. Zhai Cheng told her to have a good rest, and then he went into the kitchen by himself.
After all, during their days on this island, he hoped to cook every meal with his own hands so that at least he wouldn't have any regrets.
After taking a short nap, Song Ge got up and thought of going to the kitchen to help.
Although Zhai Cheng was reluctant, since Song Ge insisted, he let her help with some minor tasks.
In the kitchen, "Wash these tomatoes and carrots." Song Ge hadn't been in the kitchen for a while because of her illness, so she couldn't do any heavy work.
But she thought she couldn't just sit around doing nothing. As long as she didn't feel uncomfortable, she could still handle these small tasks.
"How about it? Do you still feel dizzy?" Song Ge was cutting vegetables and shook her head. "Of course not. It's just a small thing. No problem."
Only then did Zhai Cheng feel relieved. Now he had to be careful about everything. He was just afraid that he couldn't take good care of Song Ge.
"Okay, okay. Go and sit on the sofa over there. Didn't you just say you felt a bit dizzy?"
Song Ge couldn't resist Zhai Cheng, so she had to go and sit on the sofa.
The fragrant dishes were soon served on the table. There were stir-fried beef brisket with tomatoes, shrimp with broccoli, sweet and sour spare ribs, and corn soup.
All were Song Ge's favorites, and the doctor had also told them not to eat food with a strong taste. Zhai Cheng remembered all these in his heart.
"Come on, my dear princess. Come and have dinner quickly."
Zhai Cheng gently helped Song Ge sit down at the dining table. During the meal, Zhai Cheng kept picking up food for Song Ge.
"Try these shrimps. They're your favorite."
Song Ge nodded and picked up her chopsticks to eat. "It's really delicious. By the way, how long are we going to live here?"
At this question, Zhai Cheng suddenly fell silent. In fact, if possible, he wanted to stay here for a lifetime, but unfortunately, that might not be possible.
But at least in this situation, he would stay as long as he could. "You can stay here as long as you want. As long as you don't want to leave, I'll stay with you all the time."
Zhai Cheng looked at Song Ge affectionately and then tightly held her hand.
Song Ge immediately felt full of happiness. Even before this, she knew that her choice was right.
Being able to be with Zhai Cheng forever was also her greatest wish. But if they could stay together forever, that would be the best.
"Okay, let's have dinner quickly."
After dinner, Zhai Cheng cleaned up the dining table.
After two or three days, the two of them got used to living here. Although it was a bit cold at night when the tide came in, Zhai Cheng would warm the quilt for Song Ge every day.
He was just afraid that she would catch a cold. After all, Song Ge's body was weak now and couldn't bear any cold wind.
Zhai Cheng would take Song Ge to watch the sunrise and sunset every day. At this moment, the two of them didn't care about anything else and just wanted to live like this forever. Maybe this was the most reassuring way.
But unfortunately, Zhai Cheng could feel that Song Ge's body was getting weaker and weaker day by day.
On the island, the doctor would come to check on her every now and then. It was always when Song Ge was asleep.
Zhai Cheng didn't want to make the situation awkward, and he didn't want Song Ge to know that he already knew about her illness.
"Doctor, how is her condition now?" Zhai Cheng asked worriedly.
The doctor shook his head helplessly. "Miss Song's condition is not good. She still needs to rest more. For now, we can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause."
"Is there really no way?" Zhai Cheng felt even more uncomfortable after hearing this.
"For now, just let her rest well."
On the wicker chair, Zhai Cheng was sitting with Song Ge in his arms. They were chatting and watching the setting sun.
"You know, my body is getting worse and worse. What should I do?" Song Ge said softly. She knew very well that Zhai Cheng wasn't a fool. He must have already noticed her condition, but just didn't say anything.
"All you need to do now is rest quietly. Don't worry about other things. You'll be okay. Do you understand?"
Zhai Cheng frowned. He didn't want Song Ge to think so much now. They were living on this island, living a life just for the two of them. That was enough.
"I'm just afraid that one day I'll suddenly leave, and then..."
Song Ge said this unconsciously. In fact, she was just thinking about the future because there would surely be such a day.
"Don't say such discouraging words. How could you leave? You're going to be kept by my side for a lifetime." Zhai Cheng pretended to be angry. In fact, he just couldn't bear to hear these words because he knew that this day was approaching.
He didn't want to break this beauty, nor did he want such a wonderful day to pass so quickly. If possible, he hoped to be with Song Ge for a long time, living this happy life just for the two of them.
At night, the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms, but they were both thinking about other things in their hearts. Song Ge was thinking that if she really left one day, would Zhai Cheng go crazy? How would he face everything alone then?
After thinking for a while, Song Ge was about to fall asleep when she suddenly felt her nose getting wet.
She suddenly realized what was happening, then quickly lifted the quilt, rushed into the bathroom, and locked the door tightly.
Blood was dripping onto the sink. A lot of blood was also flowing out from the gaps between her fingers covering her nose.
After a while, Song Ge wiped the blood clean. Then she looked up at herself in the mirror. Was she already so weak?
The moment Song Ge left the bed, Zhai Cheng should have woken up. He saw Song Ge covering her nose and running into the bathroom.
He lifted the quilt and got out of bed.