moonlight lure

Song Shiwei pursed her lips and hesitated, obviously not wanting to retrieve this memory.

The person in front of her didn't wait for her answer. He leaned over and kissed her on the lips: "Have you remembered?"

The moment he approached, Song Shiwei blinked subconsciously, looking at the person close in front of her with misty eyes.

He stared at her quietly, with his strong arms supporting both sides of her body. The sense of oppression and security paradoxically blended into him, and together with his cool breath, enveloped her firmly.

She stared at him blankly for a moment, opening her lips to reply, but he was just waiting for this opportunity, clasping the back of her neck with his big hands, and kissed her deeper and harder.

There was silence in the room, and the old air conditioner made a buzzing sound. The curtain seemed to have become a dividing line, firmly blocking out the cold wind, and surrounding the two people into a heat island, making it indistinguishable from the heat.

It was the first time for Song Shiwei to do such an intimate thing in such a semi-public place. She had to worry about someone coming in, but she also had to raise her face to withstand his strong attack.

Her dark eyes were quickly covered with a layer of mist, and every part of her mouth was invaded and marked. Their breathing gradually became faster, their heartbeats were beating as if they were about to break through the barrier, and her weak nerves were almost a little nervous. Unable to bear such pleasure, she subconsciously trembled and clenched his clothes tightly. Ji Yanchen noticed her little movement, slowly stopped the kiss, hugged her hard into his arms, and didn't speak for a long time.

In fact, he was also very scared yesterday.

If something happened to her, he would never be able to forgive himself for turning around and leaving at the foot of the mountain.

If he can't even protect her, then the faith he has always adhered to is also a joke.

He lowered his head and breathed softly on her neck: "I'm sorry."

Song Shiwei didn't know why he wanted to apologize, but she felt strangely vulnerable in his body at that moment.

She quietly let him hug him for a long time, and suddenly she wanted to hug him too. When she raised her arms hesitantly, her eyes and arms unexpectedly stopped in the air at the same time.

There was an extra bracelet on her left wrist.

Or to be precise, it was a necklace, wrapped several times around the slender white wrist, with the pale golden moon hanging in the middle, like the moon on the sea that night, bright and bright.

***

Song Shiwei raised her wrist, with a bit of confusion in her narrow black eyes.

She thought he wouldn't take out the necklace again after the embarrassment that night, but she didn't expect that he gave it to her in another form.

The person in front of him noticed the change in her body, turned his head and looked along her line of sight, and said in a deep voice with a pun: "It is also in the probation period, waiting for you to become a full-time employee."

They tacitly understood that he had given her the initiative to decide their relationship.

If she puts this necklace on her hand, the two of them will continue to be in their current state. When she is willing to wear it around her neck, will she truly accept and recognize his identity.

Song Shiwei's heart was full of complicated emotions. After a while, she silently pulled her lower lip, put down her arms and hugged him gently.

Too many things happened in the past few days, and the memory before coma seemed to have become a long time ago, making her forget that the two of them were still in a semi-cold war.

She raised her face, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said softly: "I'm sorry."

"You already said that."

He slowly tightened his arms, lowered his head and kissed her ear: "You don't need to apologize, you did nothing wrong."

She lowered her eyes and stared at the lines on the curtain behind him, and said in a low tone, "But that night at the beach, because I became very unhappy."

He stroked her head with his big hand and said patiently: "You just misunderstood. The sudden proposal was force majeure and no one could control it."

She buried herself on his shoulder, her voice a little muffled: "But you weren't happy at that time, were you?" Ji Yanchen was silent for a moment, without denying: "I am a little emotional, but I will adjust it myself and it will not affect us. Relationship."

He rubbed the back of her head with his big palm a few times, "You don't need to apologize or coax me for this."

Song Shiwei remained silent.

Although she is not good at managing relationships, she also understands the most basic truth that no matter which party in a relationship has accumulated emotions for a long time, they will explode.

All her frustrations and struggles now were precisely because she didn't want to go that far with him. After a long time, she mustered up the courage to whisper: "But I want to help you adjust."

He laughed silently: "I know."

She looked up at him in confusion.

He lowered his eyes and stared at her, gently pinched her smooth cheek with his rough fingertips, and whispered seriously: "I know your efforts and changes, thank you."

Song Shiwei looked at the handsome face in front of her quietly, her eyes burning inexplicably for a moment.

Perhaps because she was affirmed in a relationship for the first time, she opened her lips, held back the sourness of her breath, and said in a very soft voice, "Do you think I'm stupid or slow?" Ji Yanchen hugged her waist tightly and said, Thoughtfully: "As long as the little snail no longer retracts into its shell, I can walk towards her, and it doesn't matter if she slows down a little bit."

She couldn't help laughing, the mist in her black eyes swayed with moisture, but the next second she suddenly changed her face and said, "You are the snail."

Ji Yanchen knew that she was unwilling to stir up emotions, so he followed her pretense of distress and said, "Then by the time we finally meet, won't we already be Grandpa and Grandma Snail?"

Song Shiwei laughed. He kissed her on the tip of her nose, let her go and stood up: "Be good, eat first."

Although she had been hungry for a long time, Song Shiwei had just woken up and her appetite was still very poor. After taking a few mouthfuls of porridge and eating a dumpling, she put down her spoon and shook her head.

Ji Yanchen coaxed her to eat a few more bites of fish and vegetables, and then quickly destroyed the rest of her food.

She watched him clean up the table, go out and throw away the garbage, come back, swallow the melon in his mouth, put down his fork, and glanced at the door: "I want to go to the bathroom."

Ji Yanchen helped her walk to the bathroom door, and his expression was a little unnatural when he leaned over and pushed the door open.

Song Shiwei thought he was embarrassed, so she didn't think much about it. After locking the door, she held the sink and slowly moved to the toilet. As soon as she stood still and opened her pants a gap, she was suddenly stunned.

She lowered her head and paused in disbelief for a few seconds, then gave up her pants and lifted up her collar to take a closer look.

!!!

Song Shiwei blushed and opened the door suddenly, glaring angrily.

The person guarding the door was full of desire for survival. He lowered his voice and explained quickly: "Yesterday, all your clothes were soaked. The nurse asked me to go out and buy some. But in the middle of the night, there was only one sex toy store open within a radius of ten kilometers."

She bit her lip and said nothing, her cheeks as red as a white and rosy peach.

Ji Yanchen opened his eyes and coughed lightly, remembering the way the nurse looked at him last night, he raised his hand and rubbed his nose awkwardly, and added in a low voice: "I picked the most conservative one."

Song Shiwei closed the door in shame and anger.

She came out of the bathroom a few minutes later, the heat in her cheeks lessening slightly.

The two of them made a tacit agreement not to mention the topic just now. The mother of the girl in the next bed came back. Song Shiwei exchanged polite greetings with her and returned the box containing the apples.