When the song ended, Taozi and Shen Mochen were silent for a long time. At the end, Taozi secretly reached out and wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, then smiled and said to Shen Mochen: "I still want to listen to you sing."
"Yes." Shen Mochen's voice was a little hoarse, but he smiled faintly at Taozi and said, "What else do you want to hear?"
"Whatever! As long as you sing, I like to listen..." Taozi felt that she was too greedy for the warmth at this moment. Every minute and every second she spent with him became extremely precious, but no matter
No matter how much she wished that time would stop, time would still move forward step by step at its own pace.
"The autumn wind blew through the dusk, and the fallen leaves floated up. I loosened my grip and turned to leave. You threw yourself into my arms and burst into tears. I couldn't help but want to tell you that love.
Is it only through separation and the expectation after that that I can realize that you are my favorite? Or is it only through exhaustion and a lifetime of waiting that we can understand the true love in life.
Lend me your life, do you agree? Even if one day I can't move, I will lean on your side and tell you that my love will never change until I can no longer speak and you can't hear me..."
Shen Mochen's voice is clean and warm, the soft singing voice is like whispering in the middle of the night, and the beautiful melody is like dancing butterflies flying in the air, and like bright stars twinkling in the night sky.
Tao Zi's tears finally fell uncontrollably. She lowered her head, pressed her cheek against Shen Mochen's chest, listened to the "thump thump thump" of his steady and powerful heart, and said softly: "Okay, I will lend you my life...
…until we can’t move anymore…”
In the deep night, Taozi seemed to hear a subtle sigh, like a thousand-year sigh, circling and echoing under the bright starry sky.
Taozi later fell asleep nestled in Shen Mochen's arms. Her small and plump nose opened and closed with even breathing, her red mouth opened slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled gently in her sleep.
Her delicate eyebrows were frowned tightly.
Shen Mochen lowered his head slightly and looked at the person in his arms. Her warm body temperature was his attachment. A pair of slender palms couldn't help but hug her slender body tightly, as if years would pass by once he let go.
He gently picked her up horizontally and returned to his bedroom. Looking at the sleeping person on the bed, Shen Mochen sighed slightly, turned off the light, hugged Taozi, and covered her with the quilt. Since going to college, Taozi's sleeping appearance has changed.
She became much more well-behaved, probably because the bed in the dormitory was too narrow and the bed was too high. Taozi gradually got used to curling up in a ball and quietly stopped moving.
This was the first time that Shen Mochen regretted that he had always disliked Tao Zi's octopus-like sleeping posture when he was young, because he found that he actually missed it shamefully.
When Taozi woke up, Shen Mochen had already gone to work. There was a note on the desk with his flowing handwriting:
Taozi, wait until I come back to take you to the airport.
Hmm...how did she fall asleep yesterday?? Taozi scratched her head, she seemed not to remember...
In fact, Taozi's father and Taozi's mother had already packed her luggage and other things. The flight was at four o'clock in the afternoon, flying directly from N City Airport to New York.
