"Where are you taking me?"

Lin Jiahe opened the car door parked at the door and half-hugged her into the passenger seat: "Is it okay to be with me tonight?" ”

Wu Jue frowned and looked at her, his face sank: "I don't want to do this, you said to give me time." ”

"It's been a month and five days, and I think it's been long enough for you. Unless......" Lin Jiahe started the car, turned his head and looked at her with a chuckle, "Your answer is NO." ”

"I ......"

Before she could continue, Lin Jiahe had already interrupted her: "Don't worry, I'll give you time to think about it." It's just that you're too beautiful tonight, I'm not Megumi Yanagishita, so naturally I can't stand this temptation. Just give me a little interest advance before you accept me. ”

Wu Jue didn't expect him to say such things that were almost rogues, and he couldn't refute them for a while.

Lin Jiahe took her to a small independent villa near the sea, which is not within the resort limits, but it is not far away, but it is only a ten-minute drive.

The moment he entered the house, he began to kiss her, without giving her any respite.

Wu Jue didn't know why he didn't reject Lin Jiahe. Or she is subconsciously afraid, if she is so hesitant again, as high as Lin Jiahe, will she wave her sleeves and not look at her even a glance.

The humid sea breeze on the island at night is a hotbed of ambiguity. Lin Jiahe, who is usually calm and handsome, seems to be gradually losing control in this ambiguity, and his breathing in the dark is heavy and short.

And Wu Jue was struggling in his heart and gradually became obsessed. Physical pleasure is too superficial, so it's easy to have. In this superficial happiness, Wu Jue almost forgot about it for a while.

It's just that during the whole process, he once again covered Lin Jiahe's eyes. And he didn't even break free, and seemed to have fully accepted this uncontrollable way of making/sexing.

Wu Jue woke up to the sound of the waves, and Lin Jiahe next to him was still asleep, breathing calmly like an unguarded child.

She looked at him for a long time, her eyes cold and confused, and then she went barefoot to the empty balcony.

The morning light has just peeked out of the clouds, and the faint morning glow is sprinkled on the sea, almost dreamlike.

"Do you like it?" I don't know when, Lin Jiahe has come behind her, hugged her by the waist, and whispered in her ear.

"It's beautiful."

After a moment, he held up a bunch of keys in his hand in front of her: "Give it to you." ”

Wu Jue turned his head to look at him as if he was frightened.

"I'm not trying to buy you with this house. I just hope to fulfill your dreams. His tone was calm and unusual, but there was a serious and solemn look in his eyes.

It turned out that he remembered what she had said about the sea view room on the island.

Wu Jue lowered his eyes and looked at the set of keys, shining in the morning light. Then he smiled at him and said, "I'm actually a very vulgar woman." What to do, I wavered. ”

The corners of Lin Jiahe's mouth also raised, and he hugged her into his arms: "Then continue to shake." ”

The theme of the day was the ribbon-cutting event for the reopening of the resort.

The tailoring guests are naturally Lin Zheng, president Lin Jiahe, and a group of local officials. Lin Jiahe on the stage was dressed in a black suit, his face was stern and calm, and he looked very outstanding.

Wu Jue stood in the audience, looking at this towering person from afar.

The scissors were closed, the red silk fell, and when Lin Jiahe raised his head, there was already a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he crossed the crowd and met Wu Jue's gaze.

At this moment, Wu Jue suddenly made up his mind.

After returning from the island, Wu Jue and Lin Jiahe basically confirmed this secret relationship.

They don't see each other every day, only in the evenings and on weekends. In addition to the restaurant, the place of the date is Lin Jiahe's apartment. Eating, making/having sex is the main thing about dating, and they don't even talk to each other. 、

And Wu Jue never spent the night in that bedroom again. No matter how tired she was, she would put on her clothes and leave.

Maybe Wu Jue is very disgusted with this relationship deep down, so she would rather they be just a couple of men and women who are compatible, rather than normal lovers.

She didn't want to be Lin Jiahe's lover, not at all.

Lin Jiahe had some complaints about her behavior of getting up and leaving every time she was intimate, but seeing that she insisted, he didn't say much, just cheered up and drove her home.

Until one time, when the two finished lingering, it was already more than twelve o'clock in the middle of the night. Lin Jiahe hugged Wu Jue's waist and kissed her lightly on the cheek. Obviously, Wu Jue is not averse to the afterglow after this kind of love.

Only, after a moment, she was ready to get up and get dressed again.

"Why can't you just stay? Wu Jue, we are not sexual, partners. Lin Jiahe looked at her movements coldly, with an impatient look on his face.

Wu Jue was silent for a moment: "I'm just used to sleeping in my own room. ”

"Is it just because of habit? Wu Jue, what are you hesitating about? ”

"Because I'm afraid." Wu Jue blurted out.

"Afraid? Afraid of what? Lin Jiahe got up, stood in front of her, and looked at her condescendingly.

"I'm afraid of everything. Our identities are too different, I'm afraid of gossip, I'm afraid that there will be no future, I'm afraid that once my affection is weak, I won't even be able to keep a job. ”

These words seem to have been rehearsed in advance, and they flow smoothly and naturally. Even Wu Jue himself suspected that this was a heartfelt statement, rather than a perfunctory excuse and lie.

Wu Jue rarely lies, and she doesn't like to lie, but she didn't expect her to have such a talent for lying. Perhaps from the moment she approached Lin Jiahe, she already had the intention of constantly weaving lies.

Lin Jiahe was stunned, stroked her face, and his voice softened unexpectedly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know I would make you so insecure." Wu Jue, I can't guarantee what will happen to us in the future. But if you want, I can promise you a future. ”

Wu Jue looked back at him with wide eyes almost in disbelief, and only after a long time did he ask, "Do you love me?" ”

Even if she has such a close relationship with Lin Jiahe, even if he has had similar confessions to him, she never thinks that he loves her, or rather, she doesn't believe that Lin Jiahe will fall in love with anyone, for her, he is a cold-blooded animal, a rigorous and precise machine without temperature, but he is never a flesh-and-blood person who will say love.

Lin Jiahe hesitated for a moment and said, "I don't know what love is, but maybe that's it." ”

In fact, he himself has always doubted whether he is in love with her, maybe it is just a momentary confusion or infatuation. It wasn't until he said the word "future" that Yiqiē's hesitation was suddenly unraveled.

Of course he loved her, and this kind of love may have been deeply rooted since the first meeting, and now it is even more flourishing, and he himself is just blinded by a leaf and does not see clearly.

Lin Jiahe is not a man who cares too much about the details, and it is not that he does not understand love, but in his concept, love is an extremely rare thing. So once you recognize it, you take it for granted.

He has always been steadfast in his work, and rarely drags his feet.

Wu Jue's reaction to him was naturally stunned. She didn't know if the relationship she needed was going to her expectations or slipping into an uncontrollable trajectory.

And this night, she did not leave.