It means that from now on, he will no longer be able to feel her breath, see her simple and shy smile, and eat the three meals she carefully cooked...
boom!
It's like a bomb exploded in my heart, destroying the habit that was once logical.
Something is wrong.
There was something blocking his chest, and the tightness was unbearable.
As if possessed, he suddenly wanted to leave her behind, asking her to stay in his world forever, not to leave, not to be separated.
Until he heard his own voice, as cold as a piece of ice, piercing the sound, "Let's go."
He let her go.
Ignoring the true desire deep in my heart, I hastily agreed and left, slamming the door as if to vent my anger. The doorframe made a crackling sound when hit with great force, and Qianxun's face turned pale in fright.
Indoors, it was quiet.
Qianxun spent a long time to calm down, slowly put away the dishes, washed them, and then started to pack things lightly.
A few changes of clothes, a small backpack, the credit card Fengxing gave her were placed in a conspicuous place, and the unused loose bills were left together. After thinking about it carefully, she wrote down her phone number.
On a sticky note.
No matter if he needs it or not, it's always good to be prepared, and she will feel a little more at ease.
Okay, after everything is done, it's time for her to go back.
.............................
Outside the door, Feng Xing held a cigarette in his mouth, letting the sparks flicker and dim, burning freely.
At his feet, there were three or four extinguished cigarette butts and a large piece of ashes.
The corridor was filled with smoke.
He stood among the curls of smoke, his eyebrows dim.
When she opened the door, she met him at first sight.
Qianxun blinked and looked at him blankly. His neatly combed hair became messy again, maybe because he had been severely scratched. He looked unruly and wild, dangerous and sexy, and his eyes were tender.
Her red lips were slightly open.
She couldn't figure out why he was still at the door after being out for half an hour, and didn't leave or go home.
The world suddenly became quiet, and the faint noise coming from the distance could no longer be heard.
She saw him and walked towards her.
His big hand rested on her shoulder.
His eyes were a coquettish blue-black color, like a magic spell.
He leaned down and got infinitely close to her.
Then, there was a low sigh, I don't know if it was him or her.
His hot lips pressed against hers, cautiously, for fear of frightening her.
He kissed her, without teasing, with all sincerity.
Qianxun trembled.
He suddenly hugged her without warning, holding her tightly with his rock-solid body, and the kiss was invisibly intense. His demanding lips unceremoniously took possession of all her fragrance.
Qianxun's eyes were wide open. The incident happened so suddenly that she had no time to react. She forgot everything except the chaotic noise in her mind.
There was another sigh, this time she heard it clearly, it was indeed coming from Feng Xing.
He covered her innocent eyes with his big hands, and followed the interrupted kiss. The male breath that hit her face made her dizzy. The world around her was spinning, and the soft bones could not support the weight of her body.