The gardener climbs into the truck, takes a look at the tree in the back and asks Mica, “Where is this tree going? Exactly where.”


    In the heat of the moment, Mica didn’t know where to take the tree, as there was no ce to nt it in the plot, so it had to be taken to the grandmother’s yard in L-town.


    “Transportation to the City of L…”


    Before Mica could finish her words, Nico had already spoken to interrupt and said directly to the driver, “Let’s transport her directly to Vi 88 at 888 Central Road, Moonlight Bay.”


    Mica froze a little and looked at him, the shrewd brio of a moment ago seemed a little blunt and confused at the moment.


    The truck carrying the acacia trees had already pulled away and Nico was leading Mica by the hand towards the car.


    It wasn’t until we got to the car that Mica asked, “Would it be inappropriate to nt acacias to go in the yard of your cottage?”


    “What I don’t like, I’m missing a big tree in my yard.”


    Besides, with that Acacia that meant so much to her in the future, would she still be afraid that she would run away?


    You can run from the monk but not from the temple.


    When Nico started the car, he saw her still a little dazed and raised his hand to pinch her cheek, taunting, “If you fail me, I will cut down this Acacia to take revenge on you. Now I’m the one who has you tied up, so be nice to me.”


    Mica couldn’t help herself, “You are trying to restrain me by putting my acacia in your yard.”


    After a while, Mica sat in the passenger seat and thought it would be nice to have the tree moved to her yard, as a dowry.


    Mica reached over, took one of Nico’s hands between her own and turned her head, “Do you know the symbolism of the acacia tree?”


    “Hmm?”


    “The acacia symbolizes not only maternal love, but also harmony between husband and wife, the return of words and the resurrection of the dead. It represents the rapprochement of a rtionship, but also the rebirth of a broken rtionship and the reunion of a broken mirror.”


    Nico smiled reluctantly, “Wouldn’t that be perfect for us?”.


    Mica let out augh, with a serious gleam in her eyes, “But I, for one, don’t want to break up with you.


    The mirror will always be separate, but life is short, how many times can we afford to break it?


    She and Dario, weren’t they swept away by the torrent of time?


    When Nico understood the meaning of her words, he shook her hand firmly, brought it to his thin lips and kissed it as he said, “No, I will always be where I am.”


    …


    Acacias are nted at Nico’s Luna Bay Vi.


    At the initial transnting of the Acacia, Nico had the gardeners take care of it, and the tree, so adaptable and vigorous, soon took root in the new soil and flourished.


    The Holy City is about to enter Christmas Eve and it is snowing.


    Inside the Crescent Bay cottage, with the firece burning, Mica was hugging Nico, looking out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the acacia trees covered with a little snow, Mica turned her head to look at him and asked with a slight smile, “Are we living together now?”


    “Aren’t you, now, my unmarried wife?”


    The Bayside house has been empty for a long time, ever since Nico transnted the acacia tree to Vi Luna Bay and packed Mica along with it.


    In The Amengual Family, it is Nico who decides what kind of wife he wants in the future, his marriage.


    Valentin does not interfere either. For Valentin it is a greatfort that Nico marries and does not meddle with his grandson-inw.


    However, Valentin is Nico’s most important rtive and Mica is happy to go through the hassle of pleasing Grandpa Amengual.


    Nico leaned over and rubbed his head on her ear, telling her in a low, soft voice, “This Christmas Eve, pick up Grandma for New Year’s Eve, and I’ll bring Grandpa and Savanna, too.”


    Is this some sort of meeting between the two families?


    Mica yed with her long, bony hand and smiled slightly, “At first I thought I would spend Christmas Eve with you this year, just you and me.”


    Nico was pleased and a little surprised, “How could I not have seen that I now weigh more in your heart than Grandma?”


    “In previous years, I’ve spent New Year’s Eve with my grandmother every year, so this year wouldn’t be bad.”


    Nico just looked at her and smiled, looked down and dropped a hard kiss on her cheek.


    Delicious.


    He said, “For both our sakes, I’ll let you get away with it, so you don’tin about me whenever you want.”


    “…” This man sure knows how to put on a face.


    It’s warmer sleeping togetherte at night in the middle of winter.


    Suddenly Nico pressed against the back of her neck and said, “Mica,e with me to meet my father before Christmas Eve. ”


    Mica agreed, “Sure, but howe I’ve never heard you mention your mother?”


    Nico had always kept her parents a secret, never mentioning in front of her what kind of people they were and whether they were alive.


    But watching The Amengual Family, Nico’s father must have passed away, but what about his mother?” My father died in a car ident when I was ten, and my mother, she remarried.” Nico only mentions him sparingly.


    Sensing that he didn’t want to borate, Mica moved closer to him to hug him and stopped asking, “I wonder if my future father-inw will like me as a daughter-inw.”


    Gentle and yful, Mica smiled at him with her eyes wide narrowed.


    Nico pinched his nose, “What person doesn’t like someone with beautiful, not to say so lovely, skin.”Content held by N?velDrama.Org.


    It was rare to hear words of appreciation from him, and Mica felt a little ufortable.


    Micay down on the big bed, leaning on Nico’s arm, turned her head to look at him and asked, “Nico, if my job next year is still to fly all over the ce to shoot and maybe not see you or contact you for months in the middle of all this, will you feel wronged and alone?”


    “Joke, would I descend to being alone for a woman?”


    After a while, Mica was still looking at him with such a burning gaze that Nico eventually went over to her to hug her and sigh, “You’re not recording because I’m aggrieved and lonely?”


    “…” That won’t do either.


    He looked at her with a “See, I knew it” face, “Then I had to fly to visit you.”


    He put an arm around her and a hand on the back of her neck, and looked up at the chandelier overhead with a “that’s just it” expression. “Behind every sessful woman, there must be a man like me who selflessly endures being alone in silence.”


    Mica, amused, walked up to him, threw her arms around his neck and spoke with her red lips in his ear, “Do you know the medicinal value of the acacia?”


    “And can I cut your acacia and make medicine to drink?”


    “Hope bark, sweet, warm and t tonic, has the wonderful effect of opening the five gods and eliminate the five wills, also tastes sweet and t, main and moderate heart qi, heart qi and moderate, then the gods are free and joyful without worry, day lily forgetting worry, Hope eliminating anger, drink both, can relieve the pain of bad love.”


    Nico looked at her with a meaningful look, “Dr. Yan, there is a medicine that relieves my lovesickness more than these two.”


    “What?”


    “Send it to my bed, it will relieve my love pain.”


    “…” Rascal!


    The two were frantic in bed, and Nico, with his head resting on one hand looking at the woman lying next to him, suddenly remembered something.


    Mica was sleepy and rolled up her sleeves in the sheets, “Go to sleep.”


    Nico pulled the covers off her again, hugged her and said, “Honey, I want to tell you something.”