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  When the phone rang, An Lan was standing on a fishing boat checking seafood. Since these seafood were directly raised in the sea, she had to step over a long bamboo raft on the water to get to the small fishing boat to check the dishes.

  An Lan originally thought that Yi Shui Han said to go eat was the same as last night, just find a relatively clean and famous restaurant would be fine. But unexpectedly, after getting on his car, he actually drove directly out of town, and even got on the coastal highway.

  When they left the city, there was a traffic jam, so by the time they arrived at the bay, it was already 7:30 in the evening. The drive alone took an hour and a half, just enough time for dinner, An Lan really admired him.

  Yi Shuihan's car finally stopped on the coastal road, and then he pointed to a restaurant built with sheds on the beach and said, "We're here, let's eat at this one."

  "Isn't it just eating seafood? Do we need to run so far?" An Lan couldn't help but shake her head when she got out of the car. Driving for half an hour to the seaside to eat seafood, this tofu has become meat price.

  No, it should be that water has become as expensive as oil, because tofu is originally about the same price as meat now.

  "The seafood here is different from the city," Yi Shuihan took her hand and walked towards the small fishing boat in the sea: "Let's go for some seafood. Here, all the caught seafood are directly raised in the sea, with tender meat and delicious taste, this is absolutely authentic seafood."

  An Lan's mouth twitched, okay, absolutely authentic seafood. Five years ago, when she and he were still living in that narrow rental house, Yi Shuihan had never said anything about wanting to eat something absolutely authentic.

  The seafood is also authentic, all the seafood is raised in the sea, if you need any seafood, the service staff on the boat will use a fishing net to catch it for you to see, and then directly scoop it up from the sea and put it on the scale.

  An Lan was asking Yuan Bei how to eat better when Yi Shuihan's phone rang, he hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone to answer the call.

  He stood by her side and didn't go far, the person on the phone said something she didn't know, all she heard was him saying: "I won't come over tonight, don't wait for me, I'll bring her back tomorrow. Tonight I have to help my parents-in-law buy gifts, that's it."

  She guessed that it was probably Run Run Shaw who called them when they hadn't arrived yet, and actually his mobile phone had rung several times while he was on the highway, but he just hung up without answering.

  "When he saw him put away the rope, An Lan hesitantly opened her mouth: 'If there's someone waiting for you on the other side...'"

  "I'm going to drive over now, how are you going to get back by yourself?" Yi Shuihan gave her a cold glance: "Are you planning on having a seafood dinner here tonight?"

  An Lan's face immediately fell: "Second Master means that if you rush over, then you'll have to... stay overnight?"

  Yi Shuihan was slightly stunned, and then lazily ignored her, pointing to a separate frame with his finger and asking the waiter, "What's in here?"

  "Shrimp urine."

  "Pick it up and take a look!"

  The restaurant was right by the sea, and they chose a window seat. It was just a window frame without glass, so the sea breeze blew in from all sides, bringing with it the salty smell that pierced their nostrils, fresh yet sour.

  On the dinner table, there were seafood dishes that the waiter had just brought up, including white jade shrimp and crab meat with vermicelli. The shrimp had too many legs and a hard shell. An Lan picked one up and took a bite, but didn't get any meat, and instead got her lip cut by the shrimp shell and it started bleeding.

  "Slow down," Yi Shuihan hastily handed her a disinfectant wipe, seeing that she had even gotten her lips bloody from eating a shrimp. He couldn't help but tease and say: "It's best if your lips don't swell up, otherwise people will think I've been kissing you too fiercely."

  An Lan's face suddenly turned red, scalding hot, and she lowered her head to press the bleeding spot with a wet towel, staring at the shrimp in the dinner plate that had been bitten by herself, which still had a faint blood stain on it.

  "Here," Yi Shuihan handed her a shrimp that he had peeled with his hands, bringing it to her mouth: "The shell of this river shrimp is hard, don't bite it, I'll peel it for you, just eat."

  An Lan only felt embarrassed, but she was indeed helpless against this shrimp, and could only be a shrimp's guest who opened her mouth to eat.

  Fortunately, the shrimp didn't eat much, and the waiter brought up a freshly steamed garlic scallop, Yi Shuihan immediately picked one up with her hand to her plate.

  "Have it while it's hot," he said, putting the dipping sauce in front of her: "Steamed garlic scallops are delicious, especially when eaten hot, the flavor is the freshest. The scallops here are all live and steamed open."

  Anlan looked at the raw oysters on her plate, perhaps due to the pungent garlic or the hot steam that had just been steamed out of the pot. She only felt a mist in her eyes, and her brain, which was not listening to her orders, returned to the summer six years ago, when she and he were on the lakeside in Toronto on that night.

  They arrived at the lake in the afternoon and stayed overnight at a hostel to watch the sunrise on the lake the next morning. Since they arrived late, there were no more double rooms available, so they ended up staying in a dormitory.

  Originally, many people lived in the same room, but Yi Shuihan said he and An Lan were a couple, he wanted to take care of her, so the two moved into the multi-person room together.

  That day, they went to the Diana Seafood Market near the city's east side, which was built like a fishing boat. What first caught An Lan's attention wasn't the uniquely designed building of the seafood market, but rather the straightforward yet humorous slogan: "Eat fish, live longer; eat oysters... love longer."

  Yi Shui Han saw that propaganda slogan and laughed, then said seriously: "In order to love for a long time, we must also buy several more live frogs back."

  Later, the two of them bought nine raw oysters to take home. In Yi Shuihan's words, the number 19 is a homophone for "long-lasting love". If you love eating oysters, then eat 19 at once, and your love will last forever.

  They bought the geoduck back and then in the large kitchen of the youth hostel, Anlan originally wanted to stir-fry the geoduck for eating. However, they met an American young man who saw that they had bought geoducks and directly said that geoducks are best eaten without cooking, just with a few drops of soy sauce.

  But they didn't have the wasabi sauce that the man had mentioned, so the young American lent them his and encouraged them to try eating the oysters raw, to taste the freshest oysters.

  The American youth said it was very moving, and another French youth also cheered on the side. In the end, they decided to try it out, opened the oyster according to the American youth's method, scooped a few times with a spoon, and then dripped a few drops of sauce into it.

  Yi Shuihan handed her the first silkworm, she frowned and looked at it, then closed her eyes, opened her mouth, and bravely swallowed the still-living creature, just like Liu Hulan on the execution ground.

  The consequences can be imagined, she couldn't swallow it at all, fiddled with it in her mouth for a while, and finally spat it out with a "wow", wasting the American handsome guy's wasabi sauce.

  Raw oysters are not only unpalatable, but also prone to food poisoning. When dissecting the raw oysters, she even injured her hand. While eating, she not only vomited, but also cried out tears, truly a record of blood and tears.

  "Didn't I tell you to eat the mantis shrimp while it's hot?" Yi Shuihan's voice broke her reverie, she lifted her misty eyes and felt that he was sitting next to her, but everything seemed blurry, she couldn't see clearly.

  "Hurry up and eat," Yi Shuihan helped her pick out the raw oysters and put them in the ceramic spoon in front of her: "If you don't eat it, it will cool down soon."

  She took the porcelain spoon and sent the freshly shelled oysters to her mouth, the garlic flavor overpowered the fishy smell of the oysters, and she only felt incredibly fresh and delicious, chewing twice before swallowing.

  It was unclear whether it was the pungent garlic flavor that irritated her nose or if she had swallowed too quickly, but after swallowing this mouthful of raw oysters, her tears fell uncontrollably and she hastily covered her eyes with a tissue.

  "What's wrong?" Yi Shuihan frowned and looked at her: "The abalone isn't salty, is it? I just tasted it."

  She wiped away her tears and took a deep breath, then forced a smile as she turned to him and said, "There might be sand in the sea breeze, maybe some grains got into my eyes."

  Yi Shui's face turned cold after a brief moment of stiffness: "If you can't laugh, then don't. You just laughed more miserably than crying, it would be better if you cried directly."

  "I'm going to the restroom," An Lan stood up, lowering her head and walking towards the restroom. She had to find a place to hide and deal with her sudden emotions.

  It was already late, and there were few people eating. The bathroom was empty at this time. She took a deep breath in front of the sink, washed her face with water twice, and took a few deep breaths before she finally stabilized her emotions.

  As I walked out of the restroom, I happened to pass by a barbecue stall outside the kitchen. A forty-something server was adding charcoal to the stove, and surprisingly, the wrapping around the black charcoal was a newspaper.

  She didn't notice the charcoal on the ground because she was paying attention to the barbecue stall, and only realized she had stepped on it when her foot slipped. She quickly moved away, lifted up her foot, but the newspaper got stuck to her shoe sole due to the water.

  She instinctively reached out to pull away the newspaper under her feet, but in the moment she threw it away, she was attracted by the blackened newspaper because of the photo of a man hugging a woman on it. The male lead happened to be her husband, Yi Shuihan.

  She picked it up and took a rough look, which was the paparazzi taking pictures of Yishuihan and Lingyuwei coming out of a restaurant called Green Field, then Yishuihan drove to send Lingyuwei home, and hugged Lingyuwei upstairs...

  Of course, there was no more then, because the newspaper didn't write when Yi Shuihan entered Ling Yuwei's house and when he came out. She took a look at the date of the newspaper, May 22nd, the evening of the second day she was hospitalized.

  No wonder he didn't come to the hospital that night, I suppose Ling Yuwei had an opinion about him coming to the hospital the night before, so the next night he hurriedly went to accompany Ling Yuwei.

  Is he thinking that - the image of a good husband must be maintained, and a good lover must also be kept, both his wife and his beloved woman should be treated equally?

  The waitress saw her looking at the dirty newspaper and thought she was like those women who were daydreaming, so she kindly advised her: "Don't daydream, do you think everyone has a good life like Ling Yuwei? Even after marrying President Hai Mi, he still loves her so deeply?"

  An Lan put down the newspaper and said in a low voice: "Thanks for reminding me, I know, so I... won't dream!"

  "That's right, we ordinary people should live an ordinary life," the aunt said with a smile: "The lives of the rich are far away from us, their emotions are also very complicated, today they love this one, tomorrow they break up with that one..."

  The waiter was still chattering away, expressing his own opinions, when Anlan's phone rang. She gave the waiter an apologetic smile and then took her phone and walked to one side.

  The phone call was made by Qin Xuan, who carefully asked about her life after marriage. An Lan naturally said it was good and didn't dare to mention that she had been hospitalized due to illness.

  "By the way, An Lan, when are you planning to return home?" Qin Xuan asked this key question just before hanging up the phone.

  "It should be tomorrow, he said he would take me back home tomorrow."

  "Oh, okay then, I'll wait for you all at home tomorrow."

  "Alright, let's come back earlier tomorrow..."

  An Lan returned to the dinner table again, twenty minutes later. Yi Shuihan couldn't help but frown and said: "How can it take so long to go to the bathroom? Are there many people?"

  "There aren't many people," An Lan replied calmly, "I forgot to bring tissues and there aren't any in the restroom either. We can wait for the server to bring some, you can't possibly be the one to bring them, right?"

  The mealtime that followed was much quieter, An Lan didn't make any more trouble and he also stopped talking. The two of them silently ate the raw oysters, crab roe noodles and wontons.

  An Lan didn't eat the shrimp again, because Yi Shui Han wouldn't peel them for her anymore, and she was afraid that if she accidentally pricked her lips again, he would be unhappy.

  It was already after 9 pm when they finished eating seafood, and the sea breeze made her feel a bit chilly. She hadn't expected to come to the beach, so she was wearing a sweater, which now felt cold.

  Yi Shuihan took off his coat and put it on her shoulders, walking with her towards the car by the side of the road. In fact, this place was very close to the beach, and not far away from the beach, with the help of moonlight, you could vaguely see the tents, and hear the sound of lovers playing together coming over.

  Many years ago, on a summer night at Toronto's Lakeshore, he and she had also held hands, frolicked together, caught fish together, swam together, and lived in a lakeside tent entwined in love...

  It's already late May and the weather is very hot. In the restaurant where people are eating seafood, most of them wear short-sleeved T-shirts, and some who just came from the sea still have their swimsuits on.

  She was wearing a cold and wet western-style coat, but she felt chilly. Her hands were tightly grasping the coat that still retained his body heat, fearing that the sea breeze would blow away this only tool to keep warm.

  "Are you tired?" Yi Shuihan saw her still shivering after getting on the car and couldn't help but ask with concern: "Why don't we just find a hotel around here to stay for the night? It's not peak season, there should be rooms available anytime."

  An Lan originally wanted to say 'Forget it, let's just go home instead. We'll still have to go back tomorrow morning anyway, so why waste the unnecessary expense? Besides, hotels aren't that comfortable to stay in, are they?'

  But in the end she didn't say that, instead she said: "Whatever, you do what you want, I'm fine either way, after all we're a couple and should be harmonious."

  Yi Shuihan's mouth twitched slightly, and he fell silent, quickly starting the car and driving away. As for whether he was going to find a hotel or drive back to Bin City, An Lan didn't ask, and Yi Shuihan didn't say either.

  An Lan felt sleepy, after all it was already past nine at night, and she hadn't closed her eyes since getting off work, so not long after boarding the bus, she fell asleep leaning against the seat.

  Yi Shui Han had originally planned to find a seaside resort hotel to stay in, as he considered An Lan tired and sleepy, wanting her to rest early.

  But who knew that she fell asleep soon after getting in the car, he was so helpless and finally gave up on the idea of staying at a hotel, instead helping her put down the seat to let her lie down comfortably, then slowly drove home.

  It was past 9 pm, and the coastal highway was clear. If he drove alone, it would probably take less than an hour to get home. However, the woman in the car had fallen asleep, so he slowed down and didn't arrive home until after 11 pm.

  He stopped the car and glanced at the woman sleeping soundly in the passenger seat, muttering to himself: "With you in the car, I'm driving like a turtle... no, like a snail."

  "Hmm," the sleeping woman unexpectedly responded with a murmur after hearing his words.