Today, Lin Weiyin is wearing a simple black dress, but it fully highlights her perfect and slim figure, with soft jade arms like snow lotus roots, graceful and round slender jade legs, and delicate, smooth and delicate jade-moistened ice.
Her body and bones are really graceful, and her behavior is also elegant and decent. Especially the silver-white necklace around her neck shines dazzlingly under the light, exuding a strange temptation.
The light makeup is beautiful and pure, the dimples are reddish, and the black and long eyelashes are slightly trembling.
However, that pair of beautiful eyes showed no intention of dodge at this moment and were looking directly at Liao Yuan.
What does this mean? Is it provocative?
Liao Yuan laughed, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Are you nervous?"
"Not nervous."
Lin Weiyin's eyes were elegant and quiet, but the vibrato she spoke clearly betrayed her restless heart.
Liao Yuan's fingers were tapping slowly on the table, looking thoughtful.
Lin Weiyin's nervous mood gradually relaxed. Seeing that Liao Yuan remained silent, she took the initiative and said, "Do you have something to tell me?"
Liao Yuan opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it, and his expression was slightly tangled.
The corners of Lin Weiyin's mouth raised slightly, her mood suddenly became very good, and the boredom of the past few days was completely gone, "Go out for a walk?"
"Okay." Liao Yuan agreed.
The two left the restaurant and walked slowly towards the small river, with all kinds of passers-by hurriedly passing by.
Lin Weiyin was walking in front, suddenly stopped, turned around, and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Liao Yuan almost bumped into Lin Weiyin. After dodging for a while, he was stunned when he heard this and started to hesitate.
I still can't say what I want to say.
Lin Weiyin smiled, looking extremely beautiful under the illumination of the street lamp.
She stretched out her hand: "If you are embarrassed to say it, just write it!"
Liao Yuan grabbed Lin Weiyin's hand.
The fingers were soft but slightly cool, and the palms of the hands were warm, as if one could feel the blood flowing under the skin.
He lowered his head and wrote what he wanted to say in Chinese stroke by stroke on the palm of her hand.
Lin Weiyin closed her eyes, and those fonts gradually appeared in her mind.
Every font looks so strange, but when all the fonts are combined into a sentence, they become so beautiful.
Her heart began to beat wildly, and the tension that had just dissipated returned, speeding up her heartbeat and almost suffocating her.
"This person is like a rainbow. When you meet someone, you will know there is one."
Sometimes, there is no need to speak to express your feelings.
In fact, everyone knows how they feel about each other.
This point naturally makes sense when applied to ordinary young people.
But Liao Yuan is like a fog, making it unclear what his specific thoughts are. He seems to be very enthusiastic towards everyone, and also seems to be very indifferent to everyone.
This often makes Lin Weiyin feel sad.
She couldn't figure out this man.
She remembers that the first time she met him was on the Costa Cruise ship on the Huangpu River. The "Bell" he played made her eyes light up, and the following "Summer" made her heart beat even more.
The music made a huge impression on her, as if it took her into the midsummer of her youth in an instant.
The midsummer in my memory is where the bamboos are deep and the trees are buzzing with insects, and there is a slight coolness but not wind.
From then on, Liao Yuan's name appeared in her ears several times. Everyone was talking about him, and even she couldn't help but inquire and pay attention to his news.
He is so dazzling.
At that year's piano competition, his brilliance made everyone's hearts flutter.
When recording "Love Travel", those sweet words, even if they were pretended, made Lin Weiyin full of joy.
But she is also a person who is not good at expressing herself, especially when it comes to emotions. She always retains the reserve of a girl. No matter how much she likes someone, she keeps all her emotions bottled up in her heart.
Every recording session was her happiest time, especially at the Hamamatsu International Piano Competition in Japan. This man stood up for herself, which made her even more fascinated.
She knew she was really moved.
Therefore, whether on or off the show, she takes a proactive stance.
She spent all the courage she had accumulated over the past twenty years on him.
She is no longer aloof.
She put aside all the reserve of a girl and just wanted to fulfill herself.
For a woman, at least once in her life, she should forget herself for someone.
Don’t ask for results, don’t ask for companionship.
I don’t ask for what I once had, and I don’t even ask for you to love me.
I just want to meet you in my most beautiful years.
It's just that this fool can never seem to understand a girl's feelings.
The same goes for Fu Xiaoci, and the same goes for myself.
Emotions are most afraid of indecision.
She knew she was determined, but she didn't know if Liao Yuan was really ready.
"What should I do with Xiaoci?" Lin Weiyin asked.
Liao Yuan was silent for a moment and said, "I regard her as my sister."
Lin Weiyin stretched out her hand, hugged Liao Yuan's waist, and put her side face against his chest: "I have always thought about the current scene, but when it came true, I always felt that it was a dream."
Liao Yuan stroked Lin Weiyin's hair, and a faint fragrance rushed straight to his forehead, making him feel suffocated.
"Your heart is beating very fast."
Lin Weiyin buried her head in Liao Yuan's chest, listened carefully, and slowly smiled, "I really hope this is not a dream, even if it is a dream, don't let me wake up."
Liao Yuan's heartbeat was beating faster, his breathing was slightly rapid, and he suddenly held Lin Weiyin's face and kissed it hard.
The wind from the seaside blows with a moist breath.
When the passers-by around saw this scene, they smiled knowingly and slowed down.
Lin Weiyin always kept his eyes closed.
She really felt that this moment was a dream.
But this dream is so real.
She was a little scared. The soft tip of her tongue touched her teeth several times, and even her lips began to become red and swollen.
The male's breath hit her face, making her whole body weak.
Finally, she put down all her vigilance, hugged the man's neck tightly with both hands, and responded awkwardly.
In the distance, bodyguard Wang Yue threw a reporter's camera at his feet to his partner Xing Tao, then lit a cigarette leisurely, squatted in front of the restaurant, took small sips, and giggled at the scene in the distance.
Xing Tao skillfully deleted the contents of the camera and said to the reporter who was squatting on the ground with his head in his hands: "Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sandbag?"
The reporter trembled all over and protected his head with both hands: "You...don't be too harsh..."
Xing Tao returned the camera to the reporter and said with a smile: "Our boss has said that we must fully respect your profession, but it is best not to cross the line. So, please, you reporters, please give our boss some private space and don't press too hard.
Right?"
"Yes, yes." When the reporter heard this, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "I have decided not to tell anyone what happened today, I swear."