Fang Zhihan hesitated for a moment, pulled Yu Gangan's hand away, and poured her a small half glass from the wine bottle: "Then drink a little with me."
The golden wine has fine bubbles and exudes a rich aroma in the cup.
Yu Gangan took a sip from the cup, and then frowned. People who knew how to drink would find this wine really fresh, but she only found it spicy and bitter.
She put down the cup and said to Fang Zhihan: "You know, after I got better with you, I once thought about it. If one day I completely think of Brother Jiang, if one day Brother Jiang comes to see me, then should I follow him? You break up and stay with Brother Jiang."
Fang Zhihan shook the cup, and the golden liquid inside swayed gently, "Are you happy now?"
"Unhappy?" Yu Gangan chuckled: "We lost the derailed airport."
Fang Zhihan: "..."
Yu Gangan raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass. Fang Zhihan frowned slightly and said, "Drink slowly."
Putting down the cup, he came to Fang Zhihan, sat on him, and put his arms around his neck, "Fang Zhihan, I really like you, I like you so much..."
Then she possessed him and kissed him on the lips.
Fang Zhihan's hands were around her waist, and he held her in his arms, entangled passionately from shallow to deep, leaving traces of their love from the living room to the bedroom and to the bathroom.
They seemed to have been separated for a long time, and they were entangled with each other passionately.
Yu Gangan panted slightly, and his brows were filled with moisture from pleasure. He lay weakly on Fang Zhihan's body, so soft that he couldn't even lift his fingers.
She looked at the scar on the man's chest and asked softly: "Is this scar the one who was stabbed at that time?"
She remembered that in the dream mirror, the boy was lying on the ground covered in blood, with injuries on his head and body.
The man lay lazily, his fingers running along her long hair, and he said softly "Hmm".
"sorry."
"Why do you have to say sorry to me?"
Yu Gangan kissed it gently and stroked it with his fingers: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be hurt at all."
"I didn't save you." Fang Zhihan gently stroked her cheek with his fingers: "It was you who saved me."
He was injured, and in order to save her, she lured the two people away. He was hidden behind her back, motionless with blood covering his body, and she could only watch him run away.
When he woke up again, she was already in the hospital and she was missing. No matter how hard she looked, she couldn't be found.
Everyone said she was dead, but he didn't believe it. He believed he would find her one day.
"Don't be afraid that in the end, it will still be all in vain." Yu Gangan really didn't know whether he should be moved or funny.
"Don't be afraid, because that person is you."
Yu Gangan half-supported on him and smiled sweetly, "I see you have been obsessed with my beauty since you were a child, and you can't help yourself!"
Fang Zhihan couldn't help but laugh: "Yes, I am intoxicated by your beauty and can't help myself."
"Then what should I do when I get old and have no beauty? You can't still be intoxicated, can you?!"
"Why not? If you are old, then I am old too. Why do you still love beauty when you are old?"
"Oh, that's not true. It doesn't matter whether a man is twenty, thirty, forty, fifty... Anyway, he has the same hobby, he likes young and beautiful girls."
(End of chapter)