He opened the lapel of his windbreaker and wrapped her tightly in his arms. After holding her for a long time, he asked in a low voice: "How long have you been following me?"
"I don't know either, you were gone all night."
She put her hand into his sweater, but his whole body was so cold that there was no warmth. She didn't dare to ask him why he had to walk all night. She just raised her mouth like changing the subject, "I thought you were going.
I'm looking for Ah Er and Ah San, so I'll follow you secretly. Alas, it's all in vain."
Chang Mian frowned all night... He actually didn't realize until now that looking down at her nose that was red from the cold, just one glance made him extremely annoyed.
But he was also heartbroken and reluctant to let go of his arms. It turned out that there was a woman behind him all night long, watching him closely.
"Silly!" He didn't know what to say, so he couldn't help complaining: "You think Ah Ji? Maybe I'm looking for Ah Yi."
"Hajime, isn't it me?"
"Is that you?"
Chang Shang stuck out her tongue playfully, but felt a little disappointed: "I thought it was, but it turns out I'm not."
"You are Xiaosi." Chang Mian stared at her and gave her an increasingly unsatisfactory answer. Then he buried his head in the crook of her neck. His fragile and tense nerves relaxed. He was a little greedy.
I want to capture her breath.
It's just that his face was too cold, and she couldn't help but shiver when he touched her neck.
Chang Shang let him hold her tightly, feeling his fragile nerves, gently patted the snow on his hair, and patted his back comfortingly.
She didn't know what happened to him, but she knew that he didn't want to tell or show anyone, otherwise he wouldn't be alone in the dark.
Everyone has scars that they are unwilling to reveal to outsiders. They are used to closing themselves off alone. Whether it is licking the wounds or silently healing them, she doesn't ask. She just wants to wait for the moment when he comes out of his own sorrow and can be able to do so for the first time.
When she saw herself, that was the only concern she could think of.
"Shang Shang..." His hoarse voice came from above his head.
"Um?"
"Chang Shang..."
"Um."
"Chang Shang..."
"What?"
"I want to kiss you..." He let go of her, held her face, lowered his head, and stared at her face. His voice was gentle and trembling, as if he was holding a priceless treasure: "I want to... kiss you."
you."
"If you ask me to be Hayi, I will give you a kiss." She winked.
The lips fell unexpectedly.
He kissed her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, the tip of her nose, and finally, her lips that were blue and blue from the cold. He kissed her very hard... He intertwined his fingers with hers, relying on instinct
He explored, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, pressed her lips hard, and a steady stream of warmth was introduced into his body from the tip of her tongue and fingertips.
Chang Chang, thank you for coming to my side and dispelling the coldness all over me. Thank you.