Indoors, there is a lively scene.
With all his clothes back, Su Jishi was blocked between the door panel and the man's body, and the two equally fiery bodies were tightly pressed together. Her hands locked his back, leaving deep red scratches when she was emotional.
"Hiss..." Mu Xiulun felt the tingling pain from his back and laughed at her, "A cat?"
"No." She panted lightly, with her plump lips covering his Adam's apple, she whispered, "It belongs to a leopard."
She has never been a cute and well-behaved cat, she would rather be a leopard lying alone in the treetops. She will never be conquered by someone, but will actively seek a partner who will satisfy her.
Coincidentally, Mu Xiulun was that person.
When Su Jishi was dragged into the abyss of desire, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind: ... It seems that when a man is impulsive, it is similar to a geological disaster.
—The pressure accumulated inside is eager to release, and the longer you suppress it, the more serious the consequences of the release will be.
At the beginning, P waves and S waves appeared one after another, first shaking up and down, and then slightly shaking left and right.
As the amplitude becomes larger, the tremor becomes stronger. Immediately afterwards, the two were superimposed and mixed into a more powerful wave, and every wave happened to hit the most vulnerable place. Even experienced geologists have no way of judging where the next assault will go and how strong it will be.
Su Jishi rested her hands on his shoulders, and only rested her toes on the ground. This action made her involuntarily tighten her grip.
It felt like a volcano erupted in her body, and hot magma spewed out, and she was in the hot flow, with no way to escape, and could only passively wait to be submerged by the magma.
After the volcanic eruption, there were aftershocks again and again.
Su Jishi never thought that the aftershocks would be so long and complicated. Her limited energy was completely swallowed up by those endless aftershocks, and she tried her best to lean against his arms, so tired that she couldn't even open her eyes.
The man picked her up pitifully and sent her to the bathroom to wash off the stickiness on her body.
She thought she could finally rest. The warm hot water gently kissed her body, and her bones were numb from the soak, and she couldn't help letting out a comfortable sigh—and somehow, another "tsunami" was triggered.
The tsunami is caused by the vibration of the bottom of the sea, and the turbulent waves hit the shore, and the waves are churning, one wave after another.
In the vast waves, Su Jishi is like a lost boat, dancing on the top of the waves. She was lifted up by the waves and sucked into the deeper seabed.
This feeling was both comfortable and uncomfortable. She closed her eyes and let the waves roll her up and send her to the other shore.
…
When the clouds and rain finally stopped and the rain cleared, Su Jishi was picked up by the man from the water, wiped off the water droplets on his body, and carried her back to the bedroom.
She rolled into the layers of quilts and was about to close her eyes to rest when a heat source suddenly stuck behind her.
Mu Xiulun embraced her from behind, letting her bare back stick to his chest, and resting her head in his arms.
The other hand of the man rested on her waist, following the curve of her body, slowly and gently stroking up and down.
Su Jishi was unable to enjoy such tenderness. Holding on to the last of her strength, she grabbed the phone under the pillow and looked at the time—only to find that the agreed "five hours" had already been exceeded for a long time! !
She hurriedly said, "If you don't leave, you will miss the return flight?"
Mu Xiulun smiled: "It's okay, for you, it doesn't matter if you miss the flight."
Su Jishi: "..."
She thought angrily, your dick doesn't matter, but my waist and ass both f*ck matter!
…
She was so tired that she fell asleep on the pillow, and when she woke up again, it was bright daylight.
Su Jishi lay blankly in the back of the nanny's car, completely unable to remember how he got here from the bed in the hotel.
Her waist and limbs were sore and weak, and a sense of weakness emerged from the cracks in her bones. She recalled the madness last night, and couldn't help scolding Mu Xiulun twice.
"Sister Su, are you awake?!" Xiaoxia heard her voice and rushed over to greet her.
The carriage shook slightly, Su Jishi propped up his limp body, and looked out the window.
The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the wheels ran over a piece of white fine snow, splashing countless ice slags.
In front of the nanny's car was the program bus she was familiar with.
"What's going on?" Su Jishi just woke up, and the madness last night made her dizzy now.
Xiaoxia hurriedly brought her hot milk and breakfast, and quickly explained the ins and outs to her.
Yesterday, the program team finished filming their original content at Ulungu Lake. According to the plan, taking advantage of the good weather this morning, the program team will make up a few shots, and will go home in the afternoon, returning to Keketuohai to continue the next filming.
Xiaoxia was dizzy last night and was driven away by Su Jishi, and she didn't sleep well all night. She realized something was wrong belatedly, and rushed to Su Jishi's door before dawn today and knocked wildly.
Who would have thought that the doorbell rang three times—it was Mr. Mu Xiulun who opened the door! !
And Mu Xiulun's first sentence was "Su Jishi is not feeling well, so I won't go to the morning's reshoot."
Recalling this point, Xiaoxia took a leisurely look at Su Jishi.
The eyes were shining brightly and it was written: I "Pipixia" have read countless films, what happened to you after I left last night, I guessed it all! !
But, Su Jishi has never known what "shyness" is. She met Xiaoxia's teasing gaze and asked calmly, "What happened next?"
"It's nothing after that." Seeing her cold reaction, Xiaoxia pouted, "It's very easy to ask for leave. You know, both Director Zheng and Chief Policy like you very much. Anyway, you have a lot of shots and good quality, so it's okay if you don't make up shots. It doesn't matter. I thought Mr. Mu would go to Keketuohai with us, but he left after breakfast—oh, this car was transferred by him before he left. He knows you don't want special treatment, so give Every artist is assigned one."
If you are in a larger city, it is too easy to transfer a nanny car. But in the remote frontier, for the convenience of transportation, the most common ones are pickup dump trucks. Nanny vans are really hard to find. Artists travel back and forth between the two places, so they can only squeeze the bus with the program group.
I don't know what channel Mu Xiulun used to transfer so many nanny cars overnight, just to let Su Jishi rest better.
"By the way, there is one more thing!" Speaking of gossip, Xiaoxia was very excited, "Mr. Mu is very low-key. The other artists don't know that these five nanny cars are Mr. Mu's handiwork, and they think they are arranged by the program group Of course, Zhou Jing couldn’t get a car, so she went to find Director Zheng to play with her temper, thinking that the show crew didn’t value her! She didn’t think that she was an 18th line flying guest, and she still had the face to make a scene in a hotel Well, the commotion was so loud that the whole corridor could be heard. As a result, she ran into Mr. Mu and left - Mr. Mu glanced at her from a distance through the crowd, and she was so scared that she immediately rolled away!"
"Go away?"
"Yes! Originally, she was cheeky and wanted to go to Keketuohai in the car, and have a few more shots. But Mr. Mu gave her a glare, and she packed her luggage and ran away without saying a word! It was just before the departure, the art manager went to call her , only to find that her room is empty!"
Xiaoxia has long disliked Zhou Jing. She always feels that every pore in her body exudes the aura of "I am the villain's vicious cannon fodder". With an IQ, he ran to the protagonist all day long to be a disgusting person, and was crushed to death by the protagonist in the end.
However, it's good that Zhou Jing rolled away so quickly. Xiaoxia clasped her hands together, and sincerely wish her to do the splits when she walks, drink cold water to stuff her teeth, bite her tongue when she eats, help the old lady to be blackmailed, every potato in the dish is ginger, and all the means of transportation she takes are delayed!
She was so happy to herself, she didn't notice that Su Ji was lying on the seat, feeling a little depressed all the time.
Although, before this meeting, Su Jishi knew that Mu Xiulun took extra time to fly to Xinjiang to see her; when she was tender, she was the one who urged him to leave... But after the first passion, when he woke up, he couldn't see his partner Figure, this taste is indeed a bit weird.
Say sour, can not be called. Speaking of loneliness is far from it.
Su Jishi never acted like a baby, but at this moment, she suddenly wanted to hear Mu Xiulun's voice.
Her fingers hesitated on the dial button, but she was thinking in her heart: In this case, it should be him who took the initiative to call me
"Ah, I almost forgot!" Xiaoxia suddenly took her small cross-body bag, "Mr. Mu saw that you had been sleeping, so he didn't call you. Before leaving, he left a letter with me, saying that after you woke up here you are."
As she spoke, she opened her small backpack and took out a piece of post-it note.
That piece of paper was light beige, with horizontal stripes printed on it, and I don't know which pad Mu Xiulun tore it off. Its four corners are neatly aligned, folded, and stacked together. Through the back of the paper, traces of writing can be faintly seen.
Su Jishi never expected that Mu Xiulun would use this most primitive method to leave her a message.
Xiaoxia scratched her head and acted stupidly: "Actually, when Mr. Mu gave it to me, I asked him, isn't he afraid of me peeping? Mr. Mu said no, because he said that I would never understand... Sister Su, hurry up Open it, I'm so curious!"
"oh?"
Su Jishi raised her eyebrows, and she also wanted to know what the words "Only she can understand" looked like.
So she took it and opened it.
— Unexpectedly, the content of this letter is very short.
As short as only three sentences.
There is no stage, no signature.
The handwriting is free and easy, and at the same time, it penetrates the back of the paper. You can imagine how much emotion the man poured into writing this string of words——
[For me,
You are the warm current flowing through Murmansk,
It is also the long river that fills the Amazon depression.]
Su Jishi was slightly taken aback.
Others couldn't understand this three-line poem with no beginning or end, but Su Jishi couldn't understand it better.
Murmansk is a port city in the far north of Russia. It is located in the Arctic Circle, and there is a polar night phenomenon for one and a half months of the year. During this period, the sun will always sink below the horizon, and the North Star will hang almost vertically high in the sky.
It stands to reason that in such a geographical location, it should be extremely cold here. But in fact, it is the only "perennial ice-free port" in Russia, because of the North Atlantic warm current passing through it.
It was the passing ocean current that changed the fate of the city and brought it warmth and hope.
The third line of the poem refers to the world's largest plain "Amazon Plain".
All floodplains form at the mouths of rivers: over eons, rivers sweep back and forth, flattening mountains and filling ravines.
The power of the river is not only powerful and fierce, but also delicate and gentle.
In Mu Xiulun's heart, Su Jishi is the warm current that melts him and the long river that changes him.