Rebirth Handbook

When sailing on the sea, they would deviate from their original position if they were not careful, so Chang Manjing and He Weiming arrived at the deserted island nearly two hours later than expected.

Said it is a desert island, in fact, the total area is about the same as the seaside villa where they live now, and it can be seen at a glance. As the man said before, there is nothing on the island except a few trees and reefs.

This small island is like a chicken rib. It is a bit far away from the location of Tosai Island over there. There is nothing special on the island, so it can only be left idle here and no one cares about it. It will only occasionally encounter interested tourists. Be patronized.

The land area in the middle of the island is not large, surrounded by large reefs and beaches, which are covered by a depth of about half a meter. Their motorboats cannot be docked directly on the shore, or they will run aground. They will only stop off the reef beach, about two hundred meters away from the land in the middle of the island.

"Come over." Chang Manjing said, getting off the motorboat first. He stepped barefoot on the soft white sand soaked in sea water. The water swept over her calf suddenly, Chang Manjing pulled her skirt up, moved her toes, and walked towards the island.

Suddenly a sea breeze blew, Chang Manjing was looking down at the clear water under her feet, and suddenly felt a light on her head, and her white hat had been blown off by the wind. She was taken aback for a moment, and raised her hand to pick up the blown off hat, but her fingertips just passed the brim of the hat.

Suddenly heard the sound of water behind her, a hand suddenly passed over her and grabbed the hat that was almost blown into the water.

He Weiming took the hat and handed it to Chang Manjing, looking down at her skirt.

Just now Chang Manjing saw the hat blown off, and when she loosened her hand, the hem of her long skirt fell into the water and got wet.

Chang Manjing took the hat but didn't wear it. She also glanced at her skirt, "Forget it, it will be done in a while under such a big sun."

He Weiming didn't answer. He bent down and lifted Chang Manjing's skirt that had fallen in the sea. He twisted the water and said, "I have brought a T-shirt."

Chang Manjing held his shoulders and looked at the short soft black hair behind his head, "Well then, I'll change it later."

When the two went to the island, He Weiming took all the lunch and parasols on the motorboat, then pulled out a white T-shirt from his backpack, and then took out a pair of beige beach pants.

Chang Manjing took the clothes and changed them behind the tree. In fact, the trunk was not thick and could not cover Chang Manjing at all, but when He Weiming saw the snow-white skin exposed from behind the tree over there, he looked away as if it had been burned, and bowed his head to sort out the things he had brought.

After Chang Manjing came out after changing her clothes, He Weiming raised her head to look at her.

Chang Manjing often wears skirts. She likes all kinds of skirts, so He Weiming also likes the way she wears skirts. But now, when He Weiming looked at the obviously big clothes on Chang Manjing, there was an inexplicable heat in his heart.

What she was wearing was his clothes, all his smell. He Weiming suddenly felt that Chang Manjing in his T-shirt and pants was very beautiful, and he wanted to give her a hug.

Chang Manjing didn't realize his gaze, looked around with the changed skirt in her hand, ran to a tree and hung up the wet skirt.

He Weiming had already placed things under the shade of the tree. Chang Manjing walked over and sat on the blanket, pulling the trousers she was wearing with a smile: "Your trousers are too big, look at the waist so loose."

He Weiming only glanced at it and turned away with a stiff face. With a low hmm, he poured a glass of iced juice in his hand and handed it to Chang Manjing. Chang Manjing took it and saw him sitting a little farther away from him by this action, and almost couldn't help laughing.

There is a basket between the two, quietly listening to the sound of waves not far away.

At noon, the two of them ate the lunch they had brought over. Chang Manjing circled a few trees on the island with great interest, picked out two of them, fastened the specially prepared hanging chair, and lay down comfortably.

"Unknown, are you going to try this?"

He Weiming was wiping his surfboard. Hearing the words, he looked over and saw that she was lying on her side dangling. He put down the surfboard in her hand and went to check whether the two ends of the hanging chair tied to the tree were firm.

Chang Manjing stretched out, lying on her back and watching his movements, with a relaxed smile on her face, "Would you like to try lying down? It's very comfortable."

If he really lay down, he might make a fool of himself in front of her. For the past two days, he dreamed of something every night... Anyway, he couldn't get too close, otherwise he could not control his body's natural reaction.

He Weiming could only shake his head, "I... go surfing."

Chang Manjing didn't force him, and waved, "Go, pay attention to safety."

This sea area is even quieter. Looking from a distance, the surrounding sea water surrounds this isolated island, as if there are only two of them left in the world, and no one else exists.

He Weiming went surfing and vented some restlessness. After sweating out, he simply dived into the sea for a while. He also turned out a palm-sized smooth shell from under the sand. The lines on it are neat and the most peculiar is the color. The purple rendering looks like a sunset sky, very beautiful.

Thinking that Chang Manjing might like it, He Weiming washed the shell and returned to the shore with it.

When walking towards Chang Manjing, He Weiming found that she seemed to be asleep. The hanging chair swayed slightly, the shade of the tree was imprinted on her, and the bright sun was mottled and scattered, and a few points fell on her cheeks, dazzling and quiet.

He Weiming's pace is getting slower and lighter. He came to Chang Manjing and called her softly, but he didn't get the slightest response.

So He Weiming looked at her, and the wild grass growing in his heart grew wildly, which made him dizzy.

The boundless sea, the wide and high blue sky, two people. This environment far away from the crowd and all worries and worries further encouraged He Weiming's unspeakable thoughts. He couldn't help but leaned forward and gave Chang Manjing a soft kiss with the breath of sea water.

But at this time, the person he thought was asleep, suddenly his eyelashes trembled, opened a pair of clear eyes, fixedly looking at him.

He Weiming suddenly stiffened, he was still bent over, very close to Chang Manjing, and when he lowered his head, he could taste the red lips again.

"How many times have you done this kind of thing secretly?" A smiling voice suddenly said from Chang Manjing's mouth. He Weiming was taken aback when he suddenly saw Chang Manjing raise his arm and embrace him. The neck slightly pressed down on his stiff neck and head, and put a sticker on his lips.

"If you want to kiss, you can tell me."

When He Weiming was let go, his eyes were still a little confused. He secretly kissed Chang Manjing, but she didn't make any disgusting response to it, nor did she have any unbelievable expressions, but she accepted it naturally.

Did she treat him as a child, so she didn't care to indulge in this kind of thing? Thinking of this, He Weiming frowned deeply, and the scar on his brow made him look a little cold.

Therefore, people who are usually smart and confident will continue to speculate like ordinary people in the face of people they like and feelings.

Chang Manjing got off the hanging chair and got up to stretch her hands and feet. When she was suddenly hugged from behind, she curled her lips and looked back.

He Weiming's voice was a little suppressed. He said, "Do you know what I was doing just now?"

Why can you be so careless?

Chang Manjing put her hand on the arm that hugged her waist, leaned back and replied slowly, "I not only know what you were doing, but also what you did to me the night before. Unexplained, don’t you really think that a little bit of medicine can keep my sleeper ignorant?”

Feeling that her arm was suddenly tight, Chang Manjing raised her hand and touched He Weiming's face, and said softly, "I know, I knew it a year ago, but I'm not sure because you are too young. , I am nearly thirteen years older than you, maybe it's just a kind of attachment to relatives..."

The silent He Weiming suddenly buried his head on her neck, and his arms tightened.

At this moment, his heartbeat is faster than ever. He has never thought about this possibility. Chang Manjing knows his thoughts. She does not reject him, and even some like him. It is like the last one floating in the clouds. The night is not over, he is still immersed in dreams.

For He Weiming, he was sensible too early, and when he saw Chang Manjing, adopted by her, and brought to him, at first, he was just very grateful for this person.

Later, he slowly understood Chang Manjing and began to respect her from the bottom of his heart, just like respecting his own teacher. Chang Manjing really taught him many things. Most of the skills he knows now come from Chang Manjing.

Respect her and love her more. Such a beautiful, smart and attractive woman, with her gentle and caring attitude towards him, brought him out of the orphanage and gave him a new life... It seemed like a normal thing to be tempted by Chang Manjing. .

Chang Manjing taught him a lot, even feelings are felt because of her. He Weiming couldn't tell her how much he liked her, because even he himself didn't know exactly how much he was full of love. This mood is too heavy, and the language is too light and floating.

"Whether it is family affection or love, I just want you alone." He Weiming leaned on Chang Manjing's shoulder and finally said such a sentence. Although she is taller than Chang Manjing and her arms can hold her in her arms, at this moment, she is still showing a rare fragility because of the uncertainty in her heart, "You...willing to accept me?"

Chang Manjing turned and raised his face. He pursed his lips and stared at her motionlessly with his dark eyes, waiting for the answer that seemed to determine life and death in her mouth.

"If I don't want to accept you, I won't talk to you so nicely now, so I just throw you into the sea to feed the sharks." Chang Manjing smiled and nodded her lips.

He Weiming suddenly smiled, this smile is not big, but his lips curled up. There is no sunshine and cheerfulness of young people at this age, but it is like a beam of light suddenly born on the ancient ruins, which suddenly becomes vivid. His smile has always been stingy, even Chang Manjing couldn't see it several times throughout the year, and now suddenly seeing him smile when he looked at him, it was rare to be a little cute, and he couldn't help showing a smile after him.

But as soon as she curled her lips, He Weiming bowed her head and kissed her.

Chang Manjing touched He Weiming's wet hair and pinched his warm ears.

The kiss was not deep, He Weiming basically just licked her lips, but he looked very satisfied, Chang Manjing pulled his hand, and he obediently asked her to pull it away.

Chang Manjing's skirt was dry, she changed it, and He Weiming stood there with her back facing her. Suddenly, Chang Manjing called to him. He Weiming thought that something was wrong with her. He turned around and looked at it suspiciously, but was caught off guard by Chang Manjing's smiling and sly eyes, and her snow white. The back.

The skirt is in my hand and hasn't been put on yet.

He Weiming turned his head in embarrassment.

Chang Manjing: "Hahahahahahahahaha."