reignition

Although Lu Chaochi didn't know what had happened, he saw the smile on Jiang Mian's face and the smile on Lu Bozhou's lips.

The child's eyes immediately lit up with surprise.

A flicker of joy welled up in his eyes as he whispered to Jiang Mian, "Mom, what are you laughing at?"

Jiang Mian was in a good mood and reached out to pinch his little nose. "Of course I'm laughing at how cute you are."

Although Lu Chaochi didn't know if what Jiang Mian said was true, seeing the smiles on his parents' faces made him feel much happier.

We arrived at the yacht marina soon.

Looking from afar, you can see many yachts moored there, and almost every one of them exudes an aura of wealth.

One of them was the most eye-catching, with its stern painted rose-colored and decorated with two cotton flowers painted in white.

“Mianmian!” Lu Chaochi pointed over there, “Look, there are two cotton flowers on that boat, isn’t that your name?”

Jiang Mian paused for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Bozhou.

“It’s your name,” Lu Bozhou said. “I originally wanted to write it directly, but Qin Chu said that wouldn’t be subtle enough. I didn’t really want to be subtle, but the cotton in the drawing is quite cute.”

Lu Chaochi happily boarded the ship and ran back and forth on the deck.

Jiang Mian didn't follow immediately, but stood on the dock with Lu Bozhou, watching the children running on the deck.

"Do you like it?" Lu Bozhou asked.

If Lu Bozhou asked about boats, Jiang Mian wouldn't really feel anything, but if he asked about traveling with children, watching them run around happily, almost infecting everyone around them with their joy, then she would definitely like it.

“I like seeing him so happy,” Jiang Mian said softly, her gaze fixed on the child on the deck.

"I like seeing you happy." Lu Bozhou looked at Jiang Mian.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Mian turned and met his deep eyes.

Lu Bozhou assumed she wasn't going to say anything, and he was already used to her not responding.

But to their surprise... the child waved to them from the deck, laughing and calling out, "Dad! Mom! Come on up!"

Before boarding the ship, Lu Bozhou heard Jiang Mian say, "What are we like now?"

Lu Bozhou was taken aback. By the time he realized what was happening, Jiang Mian had already reached the gangway and was preparing to board the ship.

Lu Bozhou hurried after her and grabbed Jiang Mian's hand at the top of the gangway.

Jiang Mian was startled and turned to look at him.

The man's eyes seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words. Jiang Mian looked at him quietly, waiting for him to speak.

Lu Bozhou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, or perhaps he had too much to say, but for a moment he couldn't utter a word.

Jiang Mian was somewhat helpless. Sometimes waiting for this man to speak was really agonizing. No wonder she never heard this man's true feelings before she died in her previous life.

She's already died once, yet she's still being tormented by this saw-mouthed gourd.

Jiang Mian sighed silently, then withdrew her hand, preparing to go up.

But the hand that had just been pulled back was quickly gripped again by Lu Bozhou.

Jiang Mian: "..."

Lu Chaochi watched his father and mother tugging and pulling at each other from the deck railing, a look of confusion in his big eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" came the child's innocent voice.

Jiang Mian wanted to pull her hand back, so as not to confuse the child. This little child was already confused enough about her past and present lives and her on-again, off-again relationship with Lu Bozhou.

But Lu Bozhou held her hand tightly, refusing to let go.

Just as Jiang Mian was about to speak, the saw-mouthed gourd spoke first, uttering the words he had long wanted to say, the words he had always wanted to say.

"I want to marry you," Lu Bozhou said.

Jiang Mian paused, her eyes widening suddenly, her pupils contracting.

Not to mention Jiang Mian, even Lu Chaochi was stunned. Hearing his father's words, he was immediately dumbfounded.

In my heart, I quickly started shouting, "Dad, you're awesome!"

No child doesn't wish for their parents to be together. Lu Chaochi was no exception.

Once Lu Bozhou opened the floodgates, it was like the plug on a saw-mouthed gourd had been removed, making it much easier to continue.

"I want to stay by your side more legitimately, I want to have a more formal identity to stay by your side, to take care of you, to take care of Lu Chaochi."

Jiang Mian pursed her lips; she could already feel the child's burning gaze shining down from above.

She said softly, "Let's not talk about this for now."

But once Lu Bozhou started talking, he wasn't going to stop so easily.

"I dream of marrying you, having a grand wedding, traveling to beautiful places, eating delicious food, and doing things we've never had a chance to do before, like diving, skydiving, and cycling around the island. We'll even attend Lu Chaochi's parent-teacher conference together..."

Hearing his words, Jiang Mian was speechless. For a moment, she didn't know how to respond to Lu Bozhou.

But Lu Bozhou didn't need her response. He said, "You ask what we are now. What we are depends on what kind of relationship you want us to have. I will keep trying, but the decision is entirely yours."

He added softly at the end, "I will keep waiting."

After saying that, Lu Bozhou didn't intend to say anything more. He used some force to pull Jiang Mian up.

After boarding the boat, Lu Bozhou didn't bring up the topic again. He led Lu Chaochi to see the fishing rods that had been prepared on the boat.

Jiang Mian stood behind, watching the father and son. Sunlight streamed onto the deck and onto them. It was like something she had only imagined in her dreams.

Jiang Mian took out her phone and took a picture of the father and son.

Before long, the yacht set off from the dock, cutting through the sea and riding the waves towards the vast ocean.

The weather was fine, and the sea was calm.

It stopped on a very calm stretch of sea.

"Let's do it here." Lu Bozhou began to teach Lu Chaochi seriously how to assemble the fishing rod and how to attach the bait.

But Lu Bozhou didn't know these things either, so the man's movements looked serious but clumsy, and he couldn't even figure it out for a while.

Jiang Mian watched from the side and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Lu Bozhou tried several more times but still couldn't get it right. He sighed softly, as if finally admitting his helplessness, and then took out his phone to search for the correct method.

Jiang Mian looked at the scene before her, smiled, found a comfortable spot to sit down, took out her tablet and pulled out her stylus.

Jiang Mian opened the calendar, and as if she had finally made a decision, she gently circled a familiar date on it.

Then I opened the drawing software and sketched lines on the deck in front of me.