Don’t Turn from Summer

She remembered how he had been drunk. But obviously he had been paying attention since he drank a movie at ktv that night. Especially on business occasions, he never drunk himself soberly. He is better than a fox. Today, I was eating with Rong Yue again. How could he make a mistake?

Is it really ... isn't alcohol drunk? In his heart, are they both buried?

Thinking in this way, Mu Hanxia's heart is like being covered by this continuous rain, and it is slightly cool and humid, and it is not always quiet. She was quiet for a while, and finally asked the taxi driver to take her to the place where they had been together a few days ago-a plot.

It was already eleven o'clock in the night, and it was dark. Mu Hanxia put on a thin down jacket hat and let the raindrops fall gently on his face. It's still a wilderness here, and it's lonely at night without any light. Mu Hanxia stepped on the grass with one foot and one foot shallow, she wanted to curse. She didn't believe Lin Mochen would come here.

As a result, after walking into the grass, I saw that there was a figure sitting there on the grass they stayed that day. Next to it was a kerosene lamp for the construction site. The light reflected his fuzzy figure. Who wasn't Lin Mochen?

Mu Hanxia felt that he was just nervous. But think about it, even a person like him can get nervous?

She walked behind him, took a few steps, stood still, and said aloud, "Lin Mochen, what nerve do you have, everyone is looking for you."

Lin Mochen slowly turned his head, then stood up. In the night, she could not see his face, but she could feel his gaze, as scorching as usual.

"I didn't want them to find."

He took a step forward, and by the kerosene lamp, Mu Hanxia could see his face clearly. Those eyes were so clear that there was no drunkness. She immediately understood that he had deliberately led her.

"It's here, you take care of yourself." She turned to leave.

"Summer!" He called her name. "That night in the warehouse, I brought my cell phone. And there were more than one bed sheet."

Mu Han Xia Yi Yi.

The rain was slowly getting heavy, and fell on her forehead, sliding down the nose and falling into her mouth. She bit her lip and looked down at the grass beneath her feet, motionless.

He came slowly, and from behind, he gently held her hand. Her hands were cold, so was his. He held her and whispered, "summer, sorry."

I don't know why he apologized, but Mu Hanxia's eyes suddenly became wet.

He said, "I wanted you long ago. But I have never met true love. So I do n’t want to admit that you are different. I admit that I am used to taking the initiative and admit that I do n’t like being led by women. Walking with your nose. But now, don't I just leave with your nose? "

Listening to his faint self-mockery voice, Mu Hanxia wanted to cry a little, and laughed again.

He held her hand, lowered his head, and gently approached her face, saying, "Now you don't need to worry anymore, because all I want is you. I said that the loved one might be me Weakness. Now, you really become my weakness, the only thing I can't give up. "

When Mu Hanxia heard the word "beloved", her tears almost fell. Finally couldn't help it, and said "um" gently. Lin Mochen's heart fluttered like a wave of water, and he reached out and hugged her, forcing her to turn to face him.

"You say I always knock on the door, never push it. But every time after that I push the door and open it to let you see me. You can continue to think about whether you want to be with me or not, I won't do it for us again Two people make a decision. "

He lowered his head and said softly, "I love you."

Then on her lips, she dropped a gentle kiss.

Mu Hanxia's tears suddenly fell, mixed with rain, her eyes blurred. He tasted the taste of his kisses, and his lips had just moved away and covered again. Then kiss deeper, pry open her lips, and chase her tongue. He held her tightly in his arms, lingering with her completely.

Mu Hanxia's tears kept falling, she was really the one who never shed tears easily. But when he kissed her, why was there so much sweetness and grievance in his heart.

Lin Mochen also noticed the salty taste in this kiss, and his heart was more pitiful and more exciting. Between heaven and earth, in the rainy night, he hugged his woman, and his heart was a joy that he had never had before. He simply kissed her and let go.

Mu Hanxia was kissed by him, but for a moment he didn't know where he was. She thought, would she push him away? No, she can't push it. She really can't.

I don't love you, I don't want to push you away again and again.

It's not that the heart is indifferent.

Did you know that you who are proud of heaven know that there are so many farewells in this world.

Too beautiful you, I'm afraid I can't hold it.

...

He bit his lip and hugged his body. She whispered in confusion, "Don't you say, let me think about it, will I be with you?"

"Well, you think about it," he answered vaguely.

In the wasteland of the city center, the rain fell, but they seemed to be standing in their quiet world. He hugged her, she hugged her, and kissed deeper, no one could bear to let go.

——

Lin Mochen sent her to the door of the hotel room. Both of them were dripping like chickens. He leaned against the door, and when he had embraced the beauty, he had a shallow smile in his eyes and whispered, "Think carefully."

Mu Hanxia: "Well, I know. Good night."

He didn't move.

Mu Hanxia: "Why don't you go?"

"Want to see it again," he said.

Mu Hanxia's heart jumped, but he couldn't bear his gaze. She reached out to close the door and said, "Go and take a shower. If you have a cold tomorrow, you will make your loved ones feel better."

Lin Mochen smiled, and looked at her thoughtfully again, wondering what he was thinking, and finally returned to the room.

Mu Hanxia walked into the bathroom and took off her wet clothes. She was about to turn on the hot water and looked up, but saw herself in the mirror.

The hair was messy like weeds, and her face was white. Underwear was wet and embarrassing. But with only eyes, Canliang is like a star. Only his lips were swollen by his kisses. Below the neck, there are several kiss marks left by him.

At this instant, looking at himself like this, Mu Hanxia suddenly seemed like a child. Happiness, blindness, confusion, sweetness, joy, solitude ... She smiled down and couldn't help laughing. She turned on the hot water and stretched out her hands to embrace the warmth.

...

Have you ever seen true love in your lifetime?

When true love comes, it is like the fire of Hagiwara, accompanied by my youth without regrets, making me wantonly burn.