A long and deep kiss, Tong Yan never thought that she would be so bold and could do this with him in such a place where people come and go... When she was truly separated, she didn't even dare to watch the reaction of the people around her and hold him. With his hands, he lowered his head and went around countless tables and chairs, until he was completely far away from that place, and then slowed down.
"Go back to school now? Or take a stroll in the city?" He put the box down and pulled out the lever.
"Today is Saturday, you don't need to go back to school," she finished speaking of course, and then quickly pursed the corners of her lips, looking at him for a while, "Don't you want me to go to your house?"
He laughed dumbly: "I can't ask for it."
It ends on Saturday and it is Sunday.
In other words, there are still two full days to be together.
She silently counted every minute and every second, always feeling that there was not enough time. If he wants to go back for surgery, he should be trained in Beijing for a long time, but she can only be in Shanghai, and she has no chance to take care of him.
She thought about it randomly, grabbed the prepared pepper, aniseed, tangerine peel and dried chili, and threw it into the oil pan, but forgot that the oil had been burning for too long.
Youhua suddenly splashed out, and she hurriedly stepped back two steps and hit him.
Gu Pingsheng quickly closed the lid of the pot and turned on the range hood.
"Why do you keep distracting?" Amid the crackling sound, she asked her in a low voice, "You have been in a daze since you came back from the supermarket, do you want to say something to me?"
The voice is soft.
But it is rare to have some uncertain emotions.
Tong Yan simply turned off the fire, turned around and looked at him: "I want to go back to Beijing to take care of you."
"You have to go to class," he was a little surprised, and quickly laughed, "Tong Yan, this operation is not dangerous, but it takes a long time to cultivate. I will keep calling you twice a day? Or three times? Four? Second-rate?"
She bit her lip, and the deeper she smiled, the more sad she was.
Avascular necrosis of the femoral head, late stage.
Speaking so plainly, she discovered for the first time that she pretended to be a strong attitude, but actually pushed everyone away and pushed them far away from herself... "I can take a break this semester and wait until next year to continue my junior year. "She leaned close to him, "This operation won't affect any grades. It's just graduation a year later, okay?"
He did not answer.
Tong Yan wrapped his arms around his neck, quickly bit his lower lip, and carefully kissed the contours of his lips, gentle and persistent.
After a while, I let go of him, let him look at his mouth, and asked seriously: "Okay?"
"No," his voice has become serious, "If I have a terminal cancer, I will definitely take you back to Beijing and stay with me, but this disease is not that serious."
The two people were close to each other, not knowing if it was because of the dispute, the body temperature gradually rose, some rose out of control, whether it was the heartbeat or the inexplicable feelings in the heart.
Tong Yan frowned and said in a low voice: "Don't curse yourself."
"Don't be so superstitious," Gu Pingsheng wrapped her arms around her, "I am a medical student, and I never taboo these things."
Her brows were still tufted, and she didn't say anything.
It just took the next ten minutes to do one thing and kiss him intently. In the kitchen full of spices, raised his head, put his arms around his neck, kissed him like this, and was kissed at the same time.
"Don't continue."
His voice was a little ups and downs, and while kissing her, he seemed to tell himself, and it was like telling her.
But after just this sentence, no more persuasion.
Tong Yan closed his eyes and hugged him directly on his chest, his legs naturally wrapped around his waist. The two people entangled and kissed each other uninterruptedly, either light or heavy, and did not intend to separate again.
She has lived with him for so long, but she has never entered his bedroom.
When Gu Pingsheng opened the door with her knees, she barely avoided him, and curiously turned her head to look at the room: "You are so simple here." After speaking, she realized that the room was dark and he couldn't see what she said.
"Do you want to turn on the light?" He rubbed her cheek lightly.
Tong Yan hesitated and nodded.
He put her on the bed and turned on the wall lamp. In the rapidly bright room, she saw that Gu Pingsheng's shirt was half open... She was embarrassed with hindsight, and quickly shook her head and said, "Let's turn off the light. "
He seemed to smile, did not speak, and pressed the switch again to turn off the light source.
On a winter night, the moonlight outside the window was also gray, but inexplicably it became limp because of his tireless and detailed kisses. From light to touch, it is warm and soft.
In this light, you can see his tattoos from arm to elbow, large winding patterns, but it is not shocking.
He put his arms around her body, the tip of his nose pressed against the tip of her nose, she tried to look at him in the pain that was getting away from him. Because the lights were turned off, there could not be any language communication between the two, but in the sometimes blurred and sometimes clear vision, she could feel his eyes and never left herself.
Later, Tong Yan fell asleep in his arms, and it was already midnight when he woke up.
Gu Pingsheng just hugged her like this, leaned against the head of the bed, half-sitting and half-lying, looking like she hadn't been asleep all the time.
Tong Yan moved, he quickly turned on the light: "Wake up?"
Looking at it from this angle, it was very similar to the night before. He was sitting in the corridor with his hair covering his eyes almost completely, and his whole body was full of intense pain that was difficult to resolve. It's just that the hair is a little shorter now, and you can see the smile in his eyes.
"Are you confessing to God?" Tong Yan looked at him half jokingly.
"I don't believe in religion," Gu Ping held her in his life and kissed her on the forehead. "As if I told you at the beginning, when we go to Mass on Christmas Eve."
She nodded and left him a little bit to let him see herself talking: "After the next semester, maybe you won't teach anymore, right?" He nodded, "Yes, it depends on the recovery."
"So, since the end of last semester, you are no longer my teacher." She was very satisfied with his answer.
Only then did Gu Pingsheng understand that she was referring to what she said at the beginning, "At least until you are not my student"... I couldn't help laughing: "I'm not thinking about this."
After he finished speaking, he didn't continue to explain.
Tong Yan didn't ask any more, but his eyes wandered and said, "I'm hungry."
It seems that at the beginning, she was going to have dinner. After buying so many ingredients, she kept them in the kitchen until midnight, but cooked the pot of raw rice in the room...
Gu Pingsheng quickly jumped out of bed, and put on jeans and a shirt naked in front of her in such a grand manner: "I'm going to buy you some food."
Before Tong Yan could say anything, he walked out of the room.
She retracted into the quilt until the door was hit, and kept replaying the image just now in her mind. At the end, even her blood started to get hot, she lifted the quilt and exhaled.
Gu Pingsheng returned home soon, at three or four in the morning, only nearby convenience stores could buy food.
It's a pity that it's hot, and the only thing that can satisfy your hunger is oden.
"Is it tasty?"
She nodded and looked at her cup with satisfaction.
There were only two or three skewers in Gu Pingsheng's cup, but she put five skewers all over here. There is also a cup on the bedside table, which is full of five skewers, all for her to eat.
"Why don't you eat?" She looked at him.
"I'm watching you eat," Gu Pingsheng looked at the things in her hand with interest. "It seems that yours seems to be more delicious."
"I think yours is delicious."
"Which one do you like?"
Tong Yan pointed to the bunch of konjac shreds: "Why do you eat all vegetarian food, and all you buy me are meat?"
"You are too thin," Gu Pingsheng casually said, "It doesn't hurt to eat more."
She looked at his expression, quickly understood, and almost bit her tongue.
He had a very innocent look. He handed his konjac silk to her mouth, Tong Yan bit a piece off, and handed his North Pole wing to his mouth. Gu Ping turned his head and bit off a piece. .
The two of them just said which one was more delicious, and wiped out everything.
"Done?" he asked her, handing her a carton of napkins.
Tong Yan took out one and wiped his mouth.
"I didn't see your tattoo clearly just now." She still couldn't restrain her curiosity, and tried to ask him.
"This is a totem of a local Kenyan tribe," he took off his shirt and showed her his upper body. "One year after I got sick, a few university friends went to Kenya to volunteer. I was in a bad mood at the time, so I followed They went together," he explained to her with his fingers along the lines of the totem, "this part was pierced by a local tattoo artist, and later I found it interesting. Under his guidance, I completed the second part. And this English name."
The complete tattoo is finally displayed clearly.
Tong Yan touched it with his finger, and after a while, he looked up at him: "If you hadn't grown so sunny and snowy, it would look a lot like the Hong Kong drama I watched when I was a kid, Young and Dangerous."
"Yangchun Baixue?" He didn't quite understand.
Tong Yan couldn't help laughing: "Just a clean beauty."
Gu Ping made a sound, and seeing her increasingly teased expression, he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull her in front of him, kissed and started to take off the clothes she had just put on. The heat in the body seemed to be squandered, and it soon oozes out of the skin. She started to lose consciousness just by being kissed by him. The initial fear of pain was long gone.
After a long time, he released her lips and looked at her, just looking at him like that.
She looked back vaguely, and too many images passed by in an instant. Many years ago, that cold night, the sunny classroom, the silent eyes in the taxi... Their first acquaintance was in the late autumn in the north. Before that, there was too much helplessness, and after that, there were too many unfair destinies. But they all came over peacefully.
His eyes are firm and warm.
In the end, she finally walked out of the memory, stretched out her hand, held his face, and kissed deeply.
From then on, there is no past, I can only see the future you gave.
I believe that we are worthy of happiness.