moonlight lure

The road was not long but not short. She was embarrassed to let him carry it for so long, so she thought for a moment and said, "Please help me get my shoes."

She took off her shoes, stuffed her socks, and handed them to him. He took them and tied the laces of the two shoes into a knot, hooked them on his fingers, and stretched out his other hand towards her: "Let's go."

The two held hands and walked side by side on the sandy road.

Song Shiwei picked up her skirt and carefully avoided the splashing waves, but the hem of the skirt was still getting wet and it felt uncomfortable against her legs.

She silently looked around at the waves around her, vaguely worried that they would get worse. After a moment of hesitation, the people next to her noticed her movements and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"It's nothing."

She shook her head, and then added from the bottom of her heart, "The sea view is beautiful."

It was already evening, and there was a turbulent and unpredictable calm on the boundless deep blue sea. Two footprints, one deep and one shallow, were left on the semi-dry sand. Warm white lights lit up on the small island opposite. , standing alone and quietly between the sea and the sky, there is a natural and lonely romantic atmosphere.

The person next to me sighed pretentiously after hearing this: "My girlfriend likes sea view rooms, I'm a bit stressed."

Song Shiwei chuckled: "If you're under pressure, make money. Men can't do it if they don't have money."

He smiled and asked seriously: "But the sea view room is a bit far from your unit. Can we make do with the river view room?"

She subconsciously paused and looked up at him: "Jiangjing? Nanjiang?"

Nanjiang is in Rongcheng New District, very close to the Procuratorate.

He hummed: "My friend pushed it over a few days ago. It has a high-level package. I think it's good."

She was quiet for a moment and said politely: "But it seems a bit far for you to go to work."

He said without thinking: "As long as you're close, I have to drive anyway."

Song Shiwei didn't respond, her eyes were complicated and silent.

As if he was keenly aware that she didn't want to continue this topic, the person next to her gently shook her hand and whispered: "I just started to read it, and I can't buy it yet. All my money has been saved by my mother."

She silently pulled her lower lip and joked with some reluctance: "Pass it down, Ji Yanchen is mama's boy."

Ji Yanchen readily accepted the slander and said calmly: "That was 1.0. My current life is about to enter the status of 2.0."

She raised her eyes curiously: "What is 2.0?"

He said calmly and seriously: "Wife control is strict."

Song Shiwei burst out laughing after hearing this, and the atmosphere returned to its original state invisibly.

The two of them chatted and laughed and walked unknowingly to the middle section. The waves were obviously getting stronger and stronger abnormally, and slowly hit their knees from their ankles.

Song Shiwei's deep and shallow kicks gradually felt difficult, and she was too embarrassed to ask the people around her to slow down to accommodate her. When she was gritting her teeth and struggling to keep up with him, he suddenly stopped, looked around and said seriously: "It seems like it's happening again. The tide is rising.”

She was a little panicked when she heard this: "Isn't it already time for the tide to ebb?"

Ji Yanchen pointed to the distance: "The sky at the seaside changes at any time. Look, the clouds are cloudy."

He gave her the shoes and squatted down in front of her, "I'll carry you, let's hurry up."

Song Shiwei hesitated for a moment and stopped being pretentious. As she climbed onto his back, she asked in her mind, "Should we go forward or backward now?"

He held her legs and stood up steadily: "Of course, move forward, hug her." She hugged him tightly subconsciously, nervously watching his long legs move forward quickly, each step wide and steady. , reassuring.

Song Shiwei lay quietly on his back, her nervous heartbeat gradually subsided, but when there was still a short distance left, the waves suddenly surged again. She felt the footsteps of the person in front of her suddenly sway, and nervously she loosened her hands and dropped her shoes. When he went down, she screamed and bent over to catch her, but the other shoe was not so lucky. It hung down and was beaten through by the sea water that rushed up.

Song Shiwei was holding two canvas shoes, one wet and one dry, about to cry. He glanced back, without stopping, calmly and comfortingly: "I'll deal with it for you later."

She lay on his shoulder and responded sickly. Ji Yanchen laughed, turned around and kissed the tip of her nose: "It's okay. If you can't go back, wear mine."

Song Shiwei asked with a frown on her face: "Are you still going to take this road when you go back?"

"Of course."

Ji Yanchen quickened his pace and teased her calmly, "I can carry you, but you have to eat less later."

Song Shiwei glanced at him from behind, sighed in a strange way, and whispered in his ear: "Oh, Shi Wei is so pitiful, she is hungry, her shoes are wet, her boyfriend can't do anything, and she is not in good health, so she won't let her go." She eats dinner.”

Ji Yanchen couldn't help laughing, and the big palm holding her leg suddenly let go.

Song Shiwei was unprepared and fell weightless. She let out a low cry and clamped her legs tightly around his waist in panic, but she still couldn't stop the trend of gravity. He patted her leg and said calmly: "This is called [no]."

She was so anxious that she clung to him like a koala and did not dare to move. She was reluctant to lower her posture and ask for peace: "Ji Yanchen! Officer Ji! You are the best!... Hurry up... hurry up and hug me me!"

While noisy, the two quickly walked the last section of the road and arrived at the island.

It wasn't until Ji Yanchen stepped onto the ground safely that Song Shiwei silently breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, she looked doubtfully at the gradually calm sea: "Didn't you say the tide was going to rise?"

He said calmly: "Maybe I saw it wrong." She vaguely came back to her senses, and suddenly stared at the side of his face with suspicion: "Do you know how to watch the tide?"

He answered simply and calmly: "No, this is the first time."

Song Shiwei: "..."

She knew it!

She angrily kicked on his back: "Liar! Put me down!"

Ji Yanchen held back his laughter and hugged her tighter: "Your shoes are wet, do you want to go barefoot?"

He carried her on his back to the open-air seating area in the backyard of the restaurant. After putting her down, he went to the front desk to get a hair dryer and disposable slippers. He came back and squatted on the ground to use a water pipe to wash her feet, and rubbed her round toes one by one with his fingertips.

Finally, he turned off the water, dried her with a towel, patted her calves to signal her to stand up, and used a hairdryer to dry her skirt before letting her rest first.

Song Shiwei went to get a bottle of water from the freezer, walked around in front of it and returned to the backyard. She saw that he was still squatting there blowing her shoes. A white puppy raised by the shop owner was rubbing against his leg affectionately. He raised his hand to touch it from time to time. Hit its head.

She folded her arms and leaned against the door frame, thinking funny, like attracts like.

Other people also arrived one after another. Song Shiwei was not familiar with them. She sat back on the small stool next to Ji Yanchen and bent over to play with the little white dog.

His two comrades came over to say hello and then went back to look at the two figures in the backyard from a distance, puzzled.

One of them asked the person next to him in confusion: "Didn't you tell Brother Chen?"

The other person was also confused: "I told him, I just told him face to face that the low tide will be later today, so everyone should come by boat!"