He wanted to make money, buy her skirts, books, pianos, and a big and beautiful room. All rooms were covered with carpets that were softer than the beach. Even if she was barefoot, she didn't have to worry about being hurt.

Of course, before that, he still has one more thing to do—

Kill that bastard!

The opportunity finally came.

On his thirteenth birthday, his father gave Feng Chen a gun.

"Today, I'm going to prepare a special coming-of-age gift for you," he said.

Then, he took the wind to the ship.

She stood on the beach and looked at him with a worried look on her face.

"Wait for me to come back."

Feng Chen was standing at the bow of the boat, holding his hands at his mouth, shouting at her.

The girl nodded vigorously, ran into the sea and was still waving to him.

"Xiaofeng, you must come back!"

The boat was getting farther and farther away, and she turned into a small black dot.

Feng Chen thought he would come back soon, but he didn't.

His father took Feng Shen to an oil transport ship and asked him to kill the gray-haired crew member.

He knelt on the ground to save him, saying that he had a wife and a daughter at home.

Feng Chen thought of Qingqing and did not shoot.

The father scolded him hard, beat him, snatched him from the gun and kicked him.

The wind sanks to the corner of the boat, and there is a slight sound in the corner.

A pale crew member held the gun and stood up. Feng Chen saw his hands trembling when he saw him holding the gun.

He wanted to tell the crew that he was not a pirate, he was a good person, and that he could help him hide...

But the other party did not give him a chance, and the bullet shot into his body, which was so hot.

He fell off the boat and fell into the sea.

The sea water is so cold, he is so tired and sleepy, and he wants to just close his eyes like this.

He saw his mother, she fell in a pool of blood, and saw a small figure, wearing her red skirt that was so short that it could only be used as a shirt, and waved to him vigorously.

"Xiaofeng, you must come back!"

He promised her to go back, promised her to take her out of the island to travel around the world, promised her to make a lot of money to buy her all the beautiful skirts in the world...

He can't die, he wants to go back.

Feng Chen struggled desperately, but there seemed to be an invisible palm hidden in the sea, trying to drag him into the depths of the sea.

"elder brother!"

Feng Chen woke up from the long and deep dream. When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Nuan's worried eyes.

She raised her palm and helped him wipe the cold sweat off the forehead. Her tone was gentle.

"Have you had a nightmare again?"

Everything in the dream was too real, and the truth made him think he was back in the past.

Feng Chen sat up and looked around.

Around the cabin is a bright cabin, with sunlight pouring in from the window, and the room is shining through the gauze curtain.

He is still in the captain and just attended Jun Qing’s wedding last night.

Everyone drank too much wine, and he was no exception.

"What time is it?"

"Now...it's two o'clock in the afternoon." Feng Nuan took a glass of water and handed it to him, reminding him with a smile, "You forgot to give Qingqing gift yesterday!"

Feng Chen turned his face and his eyes fell on the gift box on the bedside table.

This is a wedding gift he chose for Jun Qingxuan. A pair of little angels with wings and carved from blue crystals.

"I just drank yesterday and forgot." Feng Chen stood up, "I'll go take a shower first."

"I'll get you something to eat."

Feng Nuan stood up and walked out of the guest room.

Feng Chen stood in the bathroom and responded softly.

The finger subconsciously reached into the pocket, and the button was still there in the pocket of the shirt's chest.

He took out the buttons, and under the light, the red buttons flashed.

Putting the buttons into the jewelry box on the bathroom, he turned around and walked into the bathroom.

After a while, after taking a shower, he wiped his hair and hands dry. He habitually held the button between his fingers and walked into the cloakroom.

Change into a clean shirt and naturally raise your hand to put the buttons in.

Halfway up, take it out.

After so long, the button should be returned to the original owner.

Pulling open the drawer, he took out a box, poured the cufflinks inside into the drawer, and solemnly placed the button on the black velvet in the box.

After closing the lid, he came out with the box, took off the packaging and ribbon from the gift box, and wrapped it carefully.

The door was knocked on, and he got up and opened it.

Outside the door, there was a hot lunch standing, and the tray in hand was holding.

"Let's have a meal!"

Putting the thing on the table and noting the box he opened the package, Feng Nuan was stunned and landed on the small box, thinking about something.

Feng Chen was not too hungry, he just took a few bites and stood up.

"Let's go, let's give gifts!"

He pinched the small box and held it in his palm.

Feng Nuan guessed something, but didn't say anything, followed quietly, putting her coat on his shoulder.

He was walking all the way to the top passenger flight where Jun Qing and Di Lin were, and his fingers were still gently rubbing the gift box.

This button has been on his body for ten years and has become his habit and part of him.

Now that I am suddenly going to see you off, I feel reluctant to leave.

Standing in front of Jun Qing and Di Lin’s door, Feng Chen hesitated several times, but he raised his right hand and buckled the door.

The one who opened the door was Di Lin. The man casually put on a shirt, but the buttons were not fixed yet. It seemed that he had just gotten up.

"I... come and give Qingqing a gift."

Feng Chen raised his right hand and reached his hand in front of Di Lin. He hesitated for a moment, and then reached out his hand.

“Happy wedding.”

"Thanks!"

Emperor Lin took it solemnly and did not let the two of them in.

That guy was still in bed and it was not time to meet guests now.

"I won't bother you anymore, see you tonight."

Feng Chen turned around and strides forward.

Di Lin looked at the small box in his hand and his eyes fell on the backs of the two.

He heard it very clearly that the other party was saying a light gift.

"Who?"

In the bedroom, there was Jun Qing's voice.

He closed the door, walked in, and delivered the small box in his hand to her.

"Fengchen gave it to you."

Jun Qing sat up, carefully unbuttoned the yarn belt on the box, and flipped the lid.

Seeing the button lying on the black velvet, she was stunned and carefully pinched the button into her hand.

The girl pursed her lips and was silent.

Di Lin raised his palm and helped her get rid of her hair.

"I'll sew the buttons for you after you get home."

Jun Qing raised her face and smiled back.
To be continued...