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In the dark night, a special plane flew from Taipei to Hai City.

Outside the porthole was a thick, silent, dark sea of ​​clouds.

Shen Luzhou sat by the window, his eyes closed, his consciousness immersed in a nightmare.

In the dream, he was sitting in the audience, he was the only one in the huge auditorium. Chun Nianren on the stage was taking her bow, her face was pale and she suddenly fell on the stage amidst a group of dancers.

She was like a fluttering golden butterfly, but finally fell into the mud.

His heart was instantly squeezed by great panic and pain. When he wanted to get up, he was pressed down on the seat by a pair of invisible hands.

The panic seemed to drown him in the dark sea.

Shen Luzhou woke up suddenly, until the reality before him made him realize that it was just a dream.

There was fatigue on his face. He reached out to turn on the light and looked at Chun Nianren beside him.

Her peaceful sleeping face relieved all the negative emotions between his brows.

He bent two fingers and gently stroked the side of her face with the back of his fingers, restrained but gentle.

Chun Nian seemed to wake up, her thin eyelids moved slightly, and when she felt his movements, the coldness between her brows melted away.

Her feathery eyelashes slowly raised, and her clear eyes filled with tenderness and affection turned towards Shen Luzhou.

Raising her hand and holding his fingers, she knew that this injury had worried him greatly.

"I'm fine. I'll be fine after a while."

This injury is nothing compared to the previous ones.

Shen Luzhou knew her persistence and knew that as long as her legs were not disabled, she would find ways to return to the stage. In her heart, persuading her to give up ballet was equivalent to persuading her to die.

Because of this, he frowned and looked at her, his tone even colder.

"If you take good care of it, it will still be able to jump."

Chun Nianren nodded seriously and said softly, "I understand."

She quietly put her hand into his and pressed her palm against his.

"Thank you for supporting me."

Shen Luzhou's eyes were cold and there was some dissatisfaction in them. Her injury this time had aroused his temper.

"I don't want to support you."

His voice was calm and he spoke the truth.

Chun Nianren knew that it was not so easy to get away with it. He would not be able to calm down for a while, so he stroked his palm with his fingertips.

"I will definitely pay attention in the future. Even if it means I can stay on the stage longer, I will never let myself get hurt again."

She spoke sincerely, but Shen Lingzhou just tightened his grip on her hand, then turned his head to look out the window and stopped looking at her.

He wouldn't believe her, he would keep an eye on her.

Chun Nianxin sighed, God knows what she said was the truth.

As the year draws to a close, the first snow falls in Hai City.

Dongshan Mountain was dyed white by the snow overnight, and the thick snow covered the green grass tightly.

Chun Nianren was finally approved by Shen Luzhou to end his rest one week after the doctor said he could get out of bed.

She sat on the sofa, her waist resting on the armrest, her long legs covered with a blanket, and was watching Shen Xing'er playing in the snow outside through the floor-to-ceiling window.

The little girl was wearing a pink long down jacket and a white woolen hat with cute little pompoms hanging on both sides.

Suddenly, the little girl squatted in the snow, fiddling with something with her back to her.

After fiddling with it for a while, she brought a handful of snow into the house, ran to the sofa, and showed it to Chunnian.

"Aunt! Look!"

Although Chunnian had been ill for months, his spirit was well maintained. The coldness between his brows dissipated and was replaced by warmth.

Looking at the three little figures that were tilted all over the little girl's hands, he couldn't suppress the smile in his eyes.

She took out her phone to record a video and asked her, "Who are these?"

Shen Xinger giggled in a clear voice.

"My uncle, aunt and me!"

After saying this, she was afraid that the indoor heating would melt the snow, so she turned and ran out, placing the three little figures on the steps of the French window outside.

Chun Nianren smiled and sent the video to Shen Luzhou who was on a business trip abroad.

The host of the financial channel on TV was sitting in the studio broadcasting.

"The 16th Global Economic and Financial Annual Conference held in France is of vital importance to the development of global economy and finance..."

"The conference will invite UN Secretary-General Henri Blodget, IMF Managing Director Fried Brandes, UN General Assembly President Ivar Olsen, International Financial Forum Chairman Shen Luzhou, AIIB President Zhang Shaoliang, World Bank Managing Director Gao Xiushan, Association of Global Finance CEO Zhuang Suqing, and nearly 100 global financial and political leaders and heads of international organizations to attend and deliver keynote speeches..."

"This global annual meeting also invited hundreds of representatives including members of the International Financial Forum's presidium and board of directors, heads of financial departments of various countries, business representatives, experts and scholars to discuss online how to reshape the future global strategy and how to improve and develop the global economic, trade and financial order..."

The screen behind the host was showing the meeting footage synchronized with the front line.

The meeting had not officially started yet, a row of seats on the stage was empty, and Shen Luzhou's stage card was placed next to the UN Secretary-General.

The phone vibrated, Chun Nianren looked at the phone and saw it was a video call from Shen Luzhou.

She answered the video and looked at the mature and serious man in a suit.

Men with a successful career are particularly attractive.

"Nian Nian, let's get married next year."

Shen Luzhou's deep voice became more magnetic and captivating when it came through the phone.

Chun Nianren was a little surprised. Suddenly, there was a knock on the glass outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the little girl was calling her.

She looked out the window and saw that Shen Xing'er had already pinched many small hearts and placed them next to the three little snowmen. She was breathing on the glass and continued to draw small hearts for her.

It doesn't get any better than this.

She smiled warmly, her eyes sparkling, and she looked back at the man who was waiting quietly on the screen.

"it is good."