moonlight lure

Her dark eyes swayed faintly, but the people around her didn't notice, and continued to whisper: "After you left, I couldn't find your contact information, and I didn't find out about you until you joined the army."

She said in shock: "Come to Rongcheng."

He said: "It's because of you."

Song Shiwei lowered her eyelashes and fell into a long silence.

No wonder he thought she was drunk that time and said a lot of affectionate and strange words alone in the car, saying that he only liked her, that he didn't know how to like others, and that he could only wait for her.

At that time, she only thought that he had a "deep friendship". In fact, there were already clues in his words, but she was so flustered and nervous at that time that she ignored them all.

She asked quietly in a daze: "If I am very different from what you imagined, have you thought about what you would do?"

Ji Yanchen whispered back: "You are not my imagination."

What supported him to this point was not his heartbeat when he first met her, but the understanding he had accumulated over the years.

"But I'm definitely betting."

Bet on whether she would end up with her boyfriend at the time, bet on whether she would be successfully transferred back to Chengdu, bet on whether she would fall in love with him too.

Song Shiwei lowered her eyelashes, and her chest seemed to be filled with a rain cloud, making her sore and uncomfortable.

The voice of the person next to me was calm: "Will this matter affect our current relationship?"

She lowered her head, her expression unclear: "Isn't this supposed to give you extra points?"

Ji Yanchen looked at her side face and could not feel any joy on her part.

Things seemed to be developing in the direction he was most worried about. Her reaction was like the calm and unpredictable eye of the storm. No one could be sure whether it would be a heavy rain or a sunny day at the next moment.

His eyes dimmed, and he subconsciously held her hand on his lap. Her palms were a little cold and damp, and he called her name hoarsely: "Weiwei."

She made no response or move, and the silence in the air was oppressive. Suddenly, he felt something hit him lightly on the back of his hand.

Ji Yanchen was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. When he spoke again, his voice was a little confused: "Wei Wei."

The increasingly dense warm liquid silently fell on his hands, and stabbed his heart carefully.

He was a little panicked and leaned over to wipe her tears hurriedly: "Don't cry, it's all my fault if I make a mistake."

Song Shiwei lowered her face and did not move. After a while, she sniffed slightly.

At this moment, she felt moved and distressed in her heart, but more importantly, she felt another kind of softness and soreness that she couldn't explain.

He was right. If he told her about this when he was pursuing her, it would indeed affect her judgment, but instead of moving her to accept him directly, it would make her feel deeply burdened and then hide.

In the exam to pursue her, he had already plagiarized the questions.

She had no idea about this, and was once surprised and moved by his understanding of herself, and she fell into the warm water he created step by step. At this moment when she finally learned the truth, she felt happy and uneasy.

Because she is afraid of things that are too beautiful and afraid that everything will be a mirror image. She was afraid that they would end up like her parents. They were so sweet in love and so hysterical when they were separated.

The person next to her wiped her tears awkwardly, and the roughness of his fingertips made her eyes ache.

Song Shiwei's mood gradually stabilized, she raised her head and pushed his arm to signal him to stop. He put down his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on her face. After a moment, he asked in a low voice: "Am I burdening you?"

She nodded slowly, then shook her head.

He asked patiently: "Does this mean something?" She nodded. He asked again: "Do you want to avoid me now?"

Song Shiwei didn't answer his question. She lowered her eyelashes and said in a low voice, "I'm not worthy."

The person next to me could not help but frown: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Seeing that she quickly burst into tears after being scolded by him, Ji Yanchen hurriedly opened his brows and coaxed softly: "I didn't mean that, I meant..."

He was anxious and at a loss for words, helplessly looking at the tearful person in front of him. Normally, he could deal with any situation, even life and death, decisively and confidently, but when facing her, he couldn't be rational and calm.

"After leaving Huping, I actually always felt that I had a very hard life."

She raised her face slightly, as if she wanted to drive away the moist heat in her eyes, "But, you may have worked harder than me in these years."

He quietly looked at her wet eyelashes for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "I got what I wanted, and now I just feel happy."

The emotions that had just calmed down surged into her eyes again. Song Shiwei secretly held her breath and held back the tears. The starry sky was gentle and hazy in her eyes.

In the long life she thought she was lonely, there was actually someone who silently and passionately liked her, and every step she took was to get closer to her.

In those years when she never looked back, he was actually lonelier than her, but he was not another isolated island behind her, but slowly approaching her and surrounding her tenderly in the sea.

She closed her eyes and her voice was slightly choked: "It's the same if I'm liked by you."

The left hand is held by a big hand, and the ten fingers are slowly interlocked, so tightly that there is no gap left.

They were silent in a tacit understanding, as if confirming each other's hard-won feelings in this way, until a voice suddenly sounded behind them: "Team Discipline!"

The strength in his hand relaxed for a moment, as if giving her a chance to pull away. A few seconds later, the other party's car turned and drove in front of the two of them, only to realize that they were two people. Their expressions were a little awkward, but they had to force out a smile: "Um. The bus is gone at this late hour. Where are you going? Do you need me to take you there? ?”

Song Shiwei lowered her face, not wanting his colleagues to see her crying, but she did not take her hand away from his.

Ji Yanchen secretly pinched her knuckles and said calmly: "Thank you, my car is parked in front."

The people in the car nodded quickly and stepped on the accelerator: "Then you continue! Let's go first! See you on Monday!"

Song Shiwei calmed down her emotions and suggested in a gentle voice: "Let's go back for a walk."

Ji Yanchen held her wrist and pulled her up: "Okay."

At ten o'clock, the first batch of overtime workers from several nearby large factories got off work on time, and the small roads in the old city were very popular.

The evening breeze of early autumn was cool and pleasant. The two held hands and walked on the road. The atmosphere gradually returned to normal, and Song Shiwei gradually began to talk more: "When you first saw me, what was I doing?"

He said softly: "Take a nap, lying on the table by the window, with your face facing the door."

"that's it?"

"Ah."

She was a little disappointed: "Then you're still interested in sex?"

"Then you are beautiful to begin with, what can I do?"

He said confidently, "I can't ignore your appearance and directly understand your inner self."