Mu Hanxia turned his head to the side and stopped looking at him. Then soon, the sunlight in front of her was blocked.
His face leaned over, found her lips, and kissed her gently. His lips were a little dry, Mu Hanxia thought maybe it was because of staying up late. With the light behind her back, she couldn't see his face clearly. At first, he just touched and rubbed her with his lips. Then slowly kissed in. His hand also slowly supported the back of her head, and the other hand held hers.
The faces of the two were also quietly pressed together. Such a quiet, such a tender kiss. But under the dazzling sunlight, Mu Hanxia could clearly feel that the moment his tongue entangled, the feeling of electric shock exploded from the tongue and hit her heart. He kissed so lightly, his fingers silently inserted into her black hair, and he seemed to have kissed her a thousand times, even though he hadn't seen her for many years. And so did she.
That is the feeling of the soul being touched. she knows. Countless people passed by her, but only he could touch her like this.
That is the taste of the resurrection of dead love. she knows.
Actually it never really dies. It sank, sank, and sank until she couldn't reach the still ravine.
She knows it all.
Why would he kiss her like this, like the one he loves
Mu Hanxia's tears slowly fell, he noticed it, and raised his hand to wipe it away. Then he hugged her closer and said softly, "Han Xia, I'm sorry."
Mu Hanxia said, "I'm sorry, it's all over."
He kept rubbing his face against her, gentle, strong and intimate.
"So... is Ken looking back at me?" he asked.
Mu Hanxia took a deep breath, pushed him away slightly, and said, "Lin Mochen, it's not turning back, I can't turn back. I think it's trying again. I already know what you want. But I don't I'm not sure if I can give it to you. I don't know if we are really suitable to be together again. We are familiar with each other, but we are also unfamiliar. In the past few years, I really Put you down completely. Now, even if we do try, it may not be successful. So, are you sure you want this? Are you really willing?"
Lin Mochen was silent for a while, then smiled: "You ask a drowning man if he wants the last straw. Do you say he would like it? If he dreams in the middle of the night, he will wake up laughing."
Mu Hanxia's heart suddenly ached. After a moment of silence, she raised her head and placed a kiss on his side face like a dragonfly.
Staring at him, he smiled slowly. Between those deep and clear eyebrows, the smile was extremely deep in an instant. He turned his head away, no longer looking at her. But he picked up one of her hands and pressed it on his left chest through the sweater. Mu Hanxia didn't understand at first, but there was warmth from his palm, and there was an unsteady heartbeat.
It was his heartbeat that accelerated at this moment.
"What did you want me to touch?" Mu Hanxia pretended to be silly, "I can't feel it."
After a while, she also lowered her head and smiled.
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Back at He Jing's house, Mu Hanxia simply packed his luggage. He Jing stood by the window, looked at the cars and people downstairs, and asked hesitantly, "That's Lin Mochen, you guys..."
Mu Hanxia smiled and replied, "Ajing, something has happened these days. We... We're not officially together yet, but we're going to try to start over."
He Jing was surprised, but she was quiet for a while, held Mu Hanxia's hand, and smiled: "A-Xia, I won't say anything else. After so many years, you are actually the only one. What do you think? In fact, I know it all. Then grasp the person in front of you and live it well. I am happy for you."
Mu Hanxia replied, "Thank you, Ajing. Actually, you said last night that you are no longer what you used to be. Why am I not? You said that you have a lot of resentment in your heart, but in fact, I... have been resenting him all these years. A lot At times, when I am unhappy, when I am unhappy, when I cannot endure it, I always think, blame him, blame him.
If he didn't provoke me at the beginning, if he would stop in the position of a good friend. If I hadn't met a man like him, if I hadn't been loved by him, I might be very happy now. No matter whether I have money or not, I will meet someone who is quite suitable later, and then I will live a happy life.
But not so. I met him. After meeting a lot of people, I couldn't fall in love with anyone else. I thought, so be it. It's no big deal to live a lifetime alone. But these years, no matter how smooth my studies and career are, no matter how stable and mature I feel, I always feel that there is something missing in my life. No, it's a lot less. "
He Jingan listened quietly. Mu Hanxia continued: "You said yesterday that you are envious of the fact that I once put it to death and then lived. But in fact, many times, I can't do that. In the matter of love, to be safe and no longer hurt, or Taking risks to seek the only consummation, all these years, I have been letting myself choose the former. Am I stupid? But I really am, I dare not." She held He Jing's hand, and said after a while of silence: "I hope this Once, he will never let me down again. It turns out that we are really... stuck in what happened seven years ago. But I think... Now, he shouldn't let me down again."
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He Jing sent Mu Hanxia downstairs. Lin Mochen came up and took the luggage. He Jing said, "Hey, Lin Mochen, take advantage of the opportunity, or you won't want to be her boyfriend." Lin Mochen smiled and replied, "Of course. It must be."
He Jing smiled, and Mu Hanxia said to her, "I'll go back first, you can sort it out here, come over as soon as possible." He Jing said, "Okay." The two hugged again before they parted.
Mu Hanxia got into Lin Mochen's car and went straight to the airport. She asked, "you go back by plane with me, what about the car?"
Lin Mochen replied, "Let someone from the branch send it back."
After getting on the plane, Mu Hanxia discovered that the seat had been upgraded to first class and was with him.
She drank alcohol last night, and she started to feel sleepy not long after sitting down. Just as she was about to take out the blindfold and put it on, he grabbed her hand. She glanced sideways at him, and he looked calm and calm.
Mu Hanxia pulled her hand back: "Lin Mochen, I'm not your girlfriend yet. I'm just trying to get along."
Lin Mochen looked at her. Finally being able to stare so close and so quietly, I actually felt that she was a bit fairer and more beautiful than six years ago. It's just that there is a light and confident look between her dark eyebrows. She said these words calmly, with a bit of arrogance that she never had before, but it was like a provocation between mature men and women who wanted to refuse and greet them.
Lin Mochen's heart throbbed like this, but he smiled slowly on his face, and said lightly: "It doesn't matter, the dealer is willing to open my daily limit. I will slowly rise and chase."
Mu Hanxia put on the blindfold and smiled.
After an unknown time, she woke up and gently lifted the blindfold. The first thing she saw was that the hand on the arm of the chair was still firmly held by the man beside her. She didn't move, she looked up at him. After all, he had been sleeping all night last night, and now he was sleeping soundly, breathing evenly, and his eyes widened.
Mu Hanxia looked at him quietly, looking at his broad and flat forehead, straight nose bridge, and slightly tall and thin cheekbones. It was the appearance she remembered, but it seemed to have changed a lot. For a moment, she felt unable to look away.
After a while, she turned her head and looked at the layers of entwined clouds outside the cabin.
She has been to many places over the years. I've been to South America, Egypt, and Northern Europe.
Columbia University has been. That person named Lin Mochen, she has been to all the places where she has lived in the United States since she was a child.
Every flight is a person.
But it turns out that when people are lonely, they don't really feel lonely.
It was only at this moment that he finally accompanied him on this journey.
Only then did she realize that Mu Hanxia, who was constantly traveling alone, was looking for something.