It was still early, around seven or eight o'clock, and he came before her, but these days he was busy dealing with trivial matters that were not big or small but could not spare time. Occasionally, there were things in the company that needed him to handle and explain in person, so I haven’t had time to adjust to the time difference, so I usually just hold on.
I didn't feel sleepy just now, so I just lay on the bed with my body propped up. When I looked at the sleeping face of the woman, the impetuousness in my heart gradually subsided. The bedroom was very quiet. In the darkness after the lights were turned off, I could see more clearly. Hear the sound of the waves rising and falling.
So far away, like from outside the world.
It's so close that if you hear it, you can imagine the sea water lapping on the beach.
Sleepiness came over him just like that, and he simply lay down next to the woman's soft body, burying his chin into her shoulder. After breathing evenly, he could smell the scent of shower gel mixed with fragrance, if it was there but not at all, Soothing and hypnotic.
… …
Mo Shichen woke up suddenly.
When I opened my eyes, I saw a dark blue light. It was not the night, but it was so weak that it was close to the night. It should be the beginning of the sky.
He suddenly realized that the air around him seemed to be cold.
He turned his head, and the woman who was supposed to be lying was gone.
Where has she gone
Mo Shichen directly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, turned on the light, and walked out on the thick soft carpet, regardless of whether he was wearing shoes or not.
He even had a ridiculous thought in an instant, did this woman leave quietly
Because it's too early now and it's not even bright yet.
Fortunately, when he walked out of the bedroom, he saw at a glance that the suitcase he had brought from Ye Siran last night was still in its original place. Then, as if he sensed something, he turned to look at the balcony.
The floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed, and the innermost layer of gauze was blown up by the wind, rising and falling quietly.
The chair placed outside was large, but Mo Shichen still saw the woman sitting inside, because she had one hand casually resting on the armrest, and there was a bottle of wine and a wine glass on the round table next to it.
Wen Yi reached out to hold the wine glass, but her wrist was suddenly clasped. Then, the warm light shining from the floor-to-ceiling window was blocked by something, casting a long shadow.
She raised her head, looked at the handsome face that appeared above her, and smiled, "Why did you wake up so early?"
Mo Shichen's hand on her wrist did not loosen, and he stared at her face condescendingly for a long time before confirming that she was not as depressed as he thought and imagined, and that the eyes that looked back at him were not cold or drunk. , On the contrary, he seemed to be in a good mood.
His tense nerves relaxed, and he squeezed her hand bones and asked displeasedly, "Are you sitting here drinking without sleeping at night?"
"I've had enough sleep. I went to bed at seven o'clock last night. I couldn't fall asleep when I woke up. Lying on my bed and tossing and turning would only wake you up, so I got up," Wen Yi leaned her head on the chair. On the back, a soft voice was blown lightly by the sea breeze, "I wanted to wait to watch the sunrise. I was a little bored. I saw there was wine on the bar, so I took it to drink."
The man frowned and touched her fingers from her wrist. As he expected, they were blown cold.
Wen Yi saw his expression and explained consciously, "After drinking wine, I don't feel cold anymore."
Mo Shichen glanced at her, withdrew his hand, turned around and walked back to the living room without saying a word.
Um
She stretched her head out and tilted her body to look at the man's figure.
Mo Shichen rummaged through her suitcase and took out a shawl, then folded it back and leaned over to wrap her up, then bent down and picked her up from the chair.
Wen Yi was slightly shocked.
Before she could react, the man had already hugged her and sat back in the chair, with her sitting on him.
I didn't feel cold just now, but now I feel warm.
Wen Yi lowered her head and looked at her hand that he was holding and rubbing, and kindly reminded him, "I'm very free, so I have the leisure to wait for the sunrise. Don't you have a lot of things to deal with?"
The man replied calmly, "It's not even bright yet, who can help me do something for me?"
Isn't there anything in Paris that he needs to deal with? When she was in Jiangcheng, Mo Shiqian was still in charge of the company, but now they are gone.
I thought so, but Wen Yi still didn't say this.
She just let out a long oh, and then after a few seconds of silence, she stretched out her hand to hold the wine glass.
Mo Shichen looked down and didn't stop him.
Wen Yi took a few sips, then turned her head to look at the horizon. The light was slowly overflowing.
"You used to...well."
She wanted to ask him if he had ever seen the sunrise during the six months he had lived on the island.
But when she turned around, her lips were blocked by a man.
Mo Shichen had already taken the wine glass away from her hand. He held her face with his other hand, pried open her lips and teeth and penetrated in. His taste buds tasted the faint smell of wine, which made the kiss more fragrant and pure. Tired of breathing.
The kiss lasted for a long time, but it was not a kiss to the end. Sometimes it was deep, sometimes it was shallow, and occasionally they separated, but they would stick together again immediately, and they tried all kinds of kissing methods.
We have to wait for the sunrise, and there is nothing else to do anyway, and hugging each other in this position already has the atmosphere of kissing, so the two of them performed a textbook-like kissing encyclopedia without any teacher. .
It wasn't until the man finished and separated that a laughing voice whispered in her ear, "Madam, the sun has risen."
After kissing for too long, she squinted her eyes, her red lips were slightly swollen and watery, breathing lightly, looking at the handsome face in front of her in confusion.
The early morning sea breeze covered the cold temperature, but the wine and kiss made her warm up. She looked at his face, his eyes, and herself reflected in his eyes.
Mo Shichen chuckled, pinched her chin with his fingers, and turned her face away.
The arc of the sun's disk appeared on the horizon. It was very red, but there was no light yet.
After living for so many years, this was the first time she watched the sunrise. Even though she had stayed in Jiangcheng for more than two months before, she had only seen the sunset and had never gotten up early to wait for the sunrise.
The man's lips were close to her face, and his breath sprayed on her skin, making even her nerves itch.
Wen Yi watched the sunrise.
Mo Shichen either looked down at her, or moved up to kiss her cheek, or used his fingers to brush away the hair that was blown by the wind on her face.
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Watching a sunrise by chance is not very romantic, let alone profound, but people's memories are sometimes weird, and no matter how deep love and hate are, they may fade away over time, but those It seems like something that is easily forgotten will reappear in my mind for no reason in the future, and every frame of the picture will be clear and unobtrusive.