moonlight lure

The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became. She kicked out a few splashes with anger, and it took a long time for her mood to slowly calm down.

This red mark was like a mark, reminding her of what happened tonight, and also reminding her that the moment he leaned down, she was nervous, wavering, and blank, but she did not avoid it.

Song Shiwei buried her face in her arms, her black hair damp and coiled on top of her head, and her exposed ears slowly turned red.

She knew in her heart that after tonight, the relationship between the two had taken another step forward objectively.He will get closer and closer, and she has nowhere to hide, and subconsciously "she" doesn't want to hide.

Not only was she fighting against his attack, but she was also fighting against her inner self.

After realizing this, Song Shiwei felt very confused. She suddenly didn't know how she would face him after tomorrow.

What happened tonight made her lose her firm stance of refusal, but she was completely unprepared to start a new relationship.

She got out of the bathtub restlessly, dried her hair and returned to the living room to pick up her phone. She saw a photo Ji Yanchen posted on Moments 10 minutes ago, with no text and only a moon symbol.

She clicked on the picture with her finger. The background was tonight's market street, with technological neon lights flashing. A figure leaning on the railing outside the store came into the mirror from a distance. Black hair hung down to her waist, and her limbs were slender and exposed. Her white arms lazily supported her body, giving her a different kind of vague and relaxed beauty in the night.

No one else would recognize the figure, it was a riddle he left to her alone.

Song Shiwei lowered her eyelashes and stared blankly, remembering in a daze the question she had been thinking silently when she was in the fortune-telling shop: Do you want to try love for the last time?

At that moment, her heart skipped a beat, and she carefully opened a page of answers. It read clearly: Follow your heart, not reason.

She hesitated for a long time with her fingers hanging in the air, and finally clicked the love heart under the photo.

The next moment, his message popped up: [Have you not rested yet? ]
His news came too quickly, and he made it clear that he would not give her a chance to regret canceling the like.

Song Shiwei was speechless and funny. She clicked on his message and replied in a nonchalant manner: "I'm going to sleep." ]
The other party replied unexpectedly: [Okay, good night. ]
Song Shiwei raised her eyebrows slightly, a little surprised that he was so easy to dismiss today, but it seemed that she took this matter a little seriously.

She laughed at herself and shrugged. After applying skin care, she turned off the light, got into bed, covered herself with a quilt and closed her eyes.

She was a little tired after walking all night, but the more she tried to fall asleep smoothly, the more she felt insomnia.

After tossing and turning several times in the darkness, Song Shiwei suddenly opened her sleepless eyes and raised her hand to touch the mobile phone on the bedside table.

00:26 minutes

She also forgot which official account she read it from. In short, the conclusion is that if people don't sleep when they should sleep, they will be more likely to have random thoughts and fall into emotions than during the day.

Commonly known as emo.

Today she finally made a small choice with great difficulty. She really didn't want to waste her energy on this matter anymore, so she planned to do something to divert her attention, slid open her phone and opened the photo album.

The recent projects are full of photos from this evening, almost fifty in total.The candidate selected by Yao Jiajia is indeed good. Lu Li's photography skills are quite high, and the production rate is very gratifying.

Song Shiwei picked a sideways photo of herself at night, adjusted the light and filter, cropped it to a suitable proportion, and opened WeChat.

She rarely posts on WeChat Moments, but she really likes this photo.She bit her finger and thought about it, opened her circle of friends, and implicitly changed the cover.

Pull down, refresh, done.

She held up the screen and looked around, nodded, and was very satisfied. Just as she was about to log out of WeChat, Ji Yanchen's voice called directly.

Song Shiwei was stunned, secretly wondering if this person lived in her circle of friends?
She held the phone and hesitated for a moment, then picked it up.

"Aren't you asleep yet?"

His deep voice came through the receiver in the darkness, and it had a strange magnetism.

She hummed softly, turned over, and lay on the pillow with her eyes lowered.

He casually asked, "Was the band's performance good afterwards?"

"It's okay, they're all ballads." She paused, "Didn't you go?"

He chuckled lowly and asked, "Don't you want me to follow you?"

Song Shiwei curled her lips and sarcastically said: "I don't let you do a lot of things. When did you listen to me like this?" The other party laughed at the words and replied seriously: "Apart from not letting me chase you, I can listen to you on everything else."

His tone was too candid, which made her sarcasm sound less like sarcasm and more like coquettishness.

The receiver in her hand seemed to be suddenly slightly hot. Even though she knew he couldn't see it, she still looked away uncomfortably. After a long silence, she asked in a low voice: "Do you understand me?"

The moment she finished speaking, Song Shiwei felt that her question was boring.

They have only known each other for such a long time, no matter how careful he is, how deep can he understand them?

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, and his voice came calmly: "I know better than you think."

Song Shiwei felt that there was something in his words, suspicious and novel: "...you still know what I imagined?"

"I know."

He replied calmly, of course, "What you must be thinking is that I haven't known you for a long time, and I haven't had time to understand your inner self, so it's probably because of sex."

Song Shiwei couldn't help laughing at his half-truth and half-false tone and did not deny it.

He continued: "Then you will label me as superficial in your heart, thinking that a superficial person like me will definitely give up if I can't catch you after chasing you for a while."

After deliberately pausing for a moment, he asked with a half-smile, "Really?"

The curve at the end of Song Shiwei's lips slowly relaxed, and she held up her phone for a long time without replying.

She didn't know him that well, so she couldn't tell whether he was good at prying into people's minds, or whether he really understood her better than she thought, as he said.

After a moment of silence, she asked half-jokingly: "What else do you know?"

"You still want to hear?"

"Ah."

He suggested very naturally: "I'll go and have dinner with you tomorrow at noon, and we'll chat while we eat."

Song Shiwei: "..."

She pursed her lips helplessly, secretly thinking that this man's wolf tail couldn't be hidden for three minutes.

"Captain Ji, your information is not worth wasting my lunch time."

He humbly asked: "What quality of mine is worth it for Prosecutor Song to waste his precious sleep time chatting with me now?"

Song Shiwei couldn't help laughing.She had never noticed that he had such a poor mouth under his cold skin. She calmed down and satisfied him: "Thick-skinned."

Anyway, she had little experience. In her adult life, she had never experienced a pursuer like him who persisted in pursuing him even after being clearly rejected.

The deep laughter in the receiver was endearing and pleasant, as if every word she said was not a sarcasm, but a word of love: "Is there more?"

"strong."

She pressed her chin on the pillow and her voice seemed slightly muffled, "My wrist will be crushed by your grasp."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and he seemed to be quite regretful: "I thought you were praising how easy it was for me to hold you up."

Song Shiwei had forgotten about this incident at first, but when he reminded her, her face suddenly became hot.

Ji Yanchen continued to think about himself: "But you are lighter than I thought."

She frowned slightly and said unreasonably: "...Why do you want to imagine this?"

He said thoughtfully: "Maybe it's because I like you?"

(End of this chapter)