moonlight lure

She pondered slightly and said matter-of-factly: "It will be rejected."

The two of them were silent for a moment, and then they laughed softly in unison.

They knew very well that at that time she was preoccupied with her mother's illness and had no time to think about anything else.

Ji Yanchen lowered his head and kissed her hair, mocking himself calmly: "I showed up at the wrong time."

Song Shiwei's eyes moved slightly, thinking that she had defined him in the same way in her heart before, but in the end the two of them came together regardless of rational control, and their mood was very subtle for a moment.

After a moment of silence, she raised her face and spoke softly: "When two armies fight, they only look at the outcome, not the process, right, discipline officer?"

He looked at her face without saying a word. She pretended to be calm on her face, but in her heart she was trying hard to overcome the shame of revealing her feelings to him: "Aren't you with me now?"

Ji Yanchen stared at the person in front of him.

Her eyes flickered, and she comforted him calmly but clumsily: "A lot of things will happen in my life in the future, you just missed a little bit."

He still didn't respond and looked at her face quietly. Her black eyes were bright and sparkling with moonlight. He had prayed so much for these eyes to fall on him, and at this moment, he finally got his wish.

For a long time, Ji Yanchen looked unpredictable and sighed.

Song Shiwei was a little disappointed: "...what does um mean?"

He looked at the coast in the distance and said in a very calm tone, as if the pitiful person who had just done so was not him at all: "I know."

She pursed her lips secretly to hide her disappointment at not getting a response: "What do you know?"

He lowered his head as if to talk to her. She reluctantly turned her ears and waited. The next second, he suddenly lifted her chin and kissed her.

The kiss came suddenly, but very gently, giving her enough time to adapt.

She stared blankly at the handsome face so close in front of her. After a while, she slowly closed her eyes and allowed her senses to follow his instincts.

His lips were slightly cool, but his breath was hot. She gradually felt numb, but more of it was itchy. She unconsciously opened her lips to relieve the indescribable itching.

The sound stimulated the heart from the inside out, and the ambiguous aura spread out sealing the two of them in an invisible vacuum that was only big enough to accommodate each other, burning and suffocating.

The cool night breeze hit her body, but was soon covered with his body temperature. The rough and warm hands touched her waist, lingering and invading deeper.

Her breathing gradually became faster, and her long, dark eyelashes were misted.

The two of them were caught up in their lingering feelings and were inseparable. Suddenly, footsteps and voices came from the quiet path behind them.

Song Shiwei instinctively panicked, struggled to push the person in front of her away, and buried her face in his arms, like a silly ostrich hiding its ears and stealing its bell.

Ji Yanchen looked at her crimson-stained profile with deep eyes, and rubbed his rough fingertips on her red ears. She squeaked when she was tickled, and the thin tips of her ears trembled slightly, as if they were somehow sensitive. The fluffy feline is so soft that your heart melts.

He unconsciously hugged the person in his arms tighter, as if he wanted to carefully embed her into his body. After a long while, she stuck out her little head and asked nervously: "Are you leaving?" He was helpless and funny, with a low and hoarse voice: "Prosecutor Song, we are a legal couple, not an affair."

Song Shiwei got up from his arms, feeling a little embarrassed: "...it's not a good influence in public places."

She stood up and held his hand, and he used her strength to stand up, then leaned forward and hugged her tightly, leaning on her neck and breathing deeply: "Song Shiwei."

It was a bit difficult for her to bear the pressure of his hug: "Huh?"

He was silent for a long time and said in a low voice: "You are worth it."

Song Shiwei was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was answering her question. She laughed silently and hugged him back gently: "You too."

The tide in the distance is lapping at the coast, dark clouds slowly cover the moon's shadow, and the mottled reflection on the deep and quiet sea becomes darker and darker.

Heavy rain is coming.

***

The two returned to the B&B.

As soon as Cheng Su saw Ji Yanchen, he said angrily that he was taken away because of lack of people. Song Shiwei was not interested in things like board games. After saying hello, he went back to the room upstairs to rest.

The little girl who was rooming with her hurried back to the city after dinner because of something unexpected. She took a bath alone by the window while admiring the sea view. When she got out of the bathtub, she felt vaguely uncomfortable in her stomach.

She had been suffering from stomach problems for a long time. When she first graduated and worked, she lived alone and had irregular diet and often ate takeaways. The symptoms she had accumulated little by little were much better after she returned to Chengdu. She didn't take it seriously, thinking it was the glass of wine given to the newlyweds at dinner. She drank it a little quickly, dried her hair and went to bed for a while, scrolling through her phone and quickly fell asleep.

It started to rain outside in the early morning.

Song Shiwei opened her eyes drowsily. She didn't know whether she was woken up by the rain or by stomach pain. In short, when she woke up, she curled up and felt very unbearable. She pushed herself up and got out of bed with weak legs and walked to the bathroom. , I squatted in front of the toilet in a daze for half a minute before vomiting.

She vomited several times over and over again, until finally she could no longer spit out anything, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her body, and her eyes were a little out of focus with tears.

After rinsing her mouth, she felt that her whole body was limp and she had no strength at all. She was so tired that she leaned against the wall with her eyes closed and gasped softly. Her stomach had not stopped twitching slightly, and her neck became inexplicably itchy.

Song Shiwei frowned irritably, raised her hand and scratched twice feebly, but the more she scratched, the more itchy she felt. She thought she had been bitten by an insect, so she staggered out of the bathroom to find ointment, when the door suddenly rang.

Her steps were sluggish, and her reaction was completely driven by her body's instinct. She slowly changed direction and opened the door.

Ji Yanchen stood outside the door with a worried look on his face. Seeing her weakness, his expression became even more serious. He quickly glanced at her neck and lips and said in a low voice, "You are allergic."

……allergy?

Song Shiwei was in a daze. He carried her back to the bed and covered her with a quilt. After asking a few questions about her symptoms in a low voice, he rubbed her head and turned off the lights in the room, leaving only the dim one at the head of the bed. Let her wait for her return.

She responded vaguely, looking at his back as he left in a hurry, wanting him not to leave. She felt less uncomfortable after she vomited it out. But she really didn't have the strength to say anything, so she waited for him with half-closed eyes for a long time. Finally, she couldn't resist the tiredness and fell asleep again.

This time she no longer slept peacefully. The fragments in her ears were messy, but overlapping and clear:

[Aunt nurse, what is the disease of the child in the next bed? Why are her parents always with her? How can I get that disease? ]

[Dad, when mom comes later, can you please stop walking? ]

[I will be obedient from now on. Mom, I will listen to everything you say. Can't you just get a divorce? ]

[Hello? Dad, Auntie Lin... I'm looking for my dad. Can you ask him to answer the phone? ]

[I hate Huping, I want to go back to Chengdu! ]