Chapter 137: I'm not teasing you, I'm chasing you
I didn't speak, I looked at her back so far that I couldn't see it, and then I went to read the news.
Turn around, where you can see.
I turned around happily and saw the open space between the No. 3 and No. 5 experimental buildings, and Jiang Yueze, who was independent.
The moonlight is cold, the lights are lonely, the surrounding darkness is his clear light, and the empty surroundings are also his foil.
I took my phone and couldn't help but trot towards him.
I watched his pursed lips and slightly frowning brows slowly unfolded, even though the light in his eyes exuded emotions that I couldn't understand, but it still made my heart flutter.
I didn't care about running past, my eyes were full of spontaneous joy.
The moment I ran to his side, I was too fast, I didn't stabilize my center of gravity, and subconsciously grabbed the corner of his clothes.
In the next second, he was quick with his eyes and hands, but he was personable, and he stopped me and supported me.
Gentle but with plenty of force.
His tone was helpless and conniving, and his scolding was not a bit majestic: "Slow down, frizzy." β
I grabbed his arm and giggled.
"Are you done? I thought I might have to wait for you for a long time. β
He straightened me, but he didn't take his hand back, and he looked very serious.
I gradually smiled and became serious: "What's wrong?" β
He looked at me, even though he was wrapped in darkness, his eyes were still surprisingly bright, and the complex emotions that he couldn't read and couldn't read added to the charm, and he couldn't help but sink in the night.
His eyes were deep and charming, but they seemed to be filled with sadness, self-blame and remorse, which made people extremely sad.
"I'm sorry I'm late." I heard him say that.
And his voice is no longer the usual cold, gentle, or chic, it is a trills and regret that have never been seen before.
Listen, it's heart-wrenching.
I don't think it's as simple as I thought it would be, but I just wanted to tell him it didn't matter, it didn't matter how late it was.
I smiled brightly at him without a hint of reserve: "It's okay." β
His arm around my waist tightened a little more, but his palm remained in the air. His pursed lips kept tight, and he didn't speak
I poked and laughed secretly, this gentleman's style is really an old cadre.
But who can tell me what this sudden warm embrace is all about? My delusion?
But this, the delicate and warm skin touch on the side of my neck, the lingering and even breath spraying on my ears, and the fragrance of peppermint lemon lingering on the tip of my nose, are all so real.
Then I, should I also hold him tightly, or should I push him away in a reserved manner?
In the next second, my brother's face appeared in my mind: "Girls should be reserved and dignified, and they can't cross the line, do you hear?" β
Then, then let's push it away, there is nothing wrong with listening to Comrade Lao Fang.
But, but why can't you use your hands?
Hey? Is it my delusion? How do you feel that Jiang Yueze took me into his arms again?
So this time, do I push or not?
Before I finished sorting out the paste in my head, I heard Jiang Yueze's gentle and restrained, extremely unstable, emotionally exposed voice sounded: "I'm sorry." β
"It's okay." I slowly released the fist I placed on his chest, wrapped my arms around his back without hesitation, and patted it, just like my brother did when he comforted me: "I said, it's okay to be late, as long as you come." β
He didn't speak, but I could clearly feel him look at the palm of his hand, and slowly, very preciously, solemnly, tightly, hugging my back.
Well? What's going on? I involuntarily hugged him and asked softly, "What's wrong with you?" β
"I'm sorry." Again, he said this in an extremely muffled voice, but not without answering my question: "I just want to hug you." β
I listened and guessed that he had suffered some setbacks or encountered some difficulties and needed to be comforted, so I lowered my voice and gently patted him and hit him: "Then hug him." β
He let out a low and hoarse laugh, full of emotions that I couldn't understand.
But to my ears it was all sad.
"Is something wrong?" I asked worriedly, "Did something go wrong with the experiment?" Or is there something frustrating about your studies? β
He replied in a low voice, "No." β
"What's going on here? Did you take what I just said seriously? Thought I was angry? I tried to say the reason again, and then quickly explained: "Don't think about it, I don't blame you, I just said it casually, complained, and coquettishly with girls and boyfriends." β
As soon as I finished saying this, I realized that I had lost my words, and Jiang Yueze was also stunned when he heard this.
What did I say? My face collapsed instantly, and I even wanted to slap myself, what coquettish, what coquettish, ah? Are you a pig?!
I spurned myself in my heart as a villain who wept silently, but I didn't expect Jiang Yueze to laugh lowly, very seriously, very solemnly, and even connived at me to continue to mess around in the future: "I know." β
He touched the hair on my back, his movements were gentle, and his tone was gentle: "You can always be coquettish to me in the future." β
I was stunned for a long time, not knowing what to say, patting his hand on the back and stopping.
His voice was extremely low, almost whispering, without a trace of coldness, and even his breath was gentle: "Forever, there will be no deadline." β
Ah, I heard you right, right? My hands were stiff and I didn't know where to put them. This, this simple complaint, can be exchanged for such a big promise and guarantee, this is stepping on shit luck, right?
"No matter what happens in the future, I will accompany you, and you will not be alone anymore."
Jiang Yueze touched my head, and he could obviously feel that he was being cared for as if he was a baby, so careful, and even his tone was with rare coaxing and compromise, as if he was afraid that I would not agree: "I promise, every day in the future will be beautiful, and there will never be gray days." β
My heart was a soft mess, sore and swollen to spit pink bubbles of happiness, not knowing whether the tears in my eyes should fall or not.
Although I was a little puzzled why he would say such a thing, it did not prevent me from being moved to tears.
Jiang Yueze, do you know that these words you said are all scenes from my fantasy.
It's all about the future that I worked hard to portray when I was in high school.
It's really like a dream.
My stiff hand slowly tentatively tightened the clothes on his arm, making sure that it was a real scene and not when I was dreaming, my eyes instantly blurred, and the moisture and heat lingered, and I only felt that the grievances that had been suppressed all this time were surging up in spite of it.
My throat was choked uncomfortably, and I clutched Jiang Yueze's clothes tightly in my hand, wrinkled like walnuts, and I was afraid that as soon as I let go, he would disappear.
I exhaled slowly, trying to lighten up the atmosphere: "It's really sultry for someone like you to say something like this to me." β
Jiang Yueze chuckled lowly, and the vibration in his chest could be clearly felt. The evening breeze blows, and the fragrant mint lemon fills my nose.
I couldn't tell the meaning of his laughter, but the tremors caused by his breath and skin touching made my whole cochlea itch and my heartbeat tingled.
He slowly lifted his chin from my neck socket and pulled his body away from me, but he was still bent over, accommodating my height.
And his arms around my waist and above did not let go, but only slightly apart, and placed his hands behind my back in a gentlemanly manner, as if I was within the scope of his domain, and no one was allowed to approach or covet me.
I slowly raised my head, my eyes across his white jade neck, his sexy Adam's apple, to his smooth, ghostly carved chin, to his slightly seductive thin lips, to his tall and beautiful nose, and finally to his bright eyes like the bright moon in the sky.
The broken hair on his forehead swayed in the wind, like a galaxy around his eyes, glowing with crystal light, lining those eyes, more and more charming.
His eyes were focused and affectionate, and there was no trace of politeness and light shadows, but more brilliant colors and fireworks. The voice is also very warm: "I'm not teasing you." β
I put this sentence around a few times, and I seemed to understand what he meantβhe probably didn't like people talking about him like that. As an old cadre, abstinence is a beautiful man, and he must be very reluctant to use an indecent adjective like "flirting" to describe him, he is so solemn, he must be expressing his dissatisfaction.
I think it's funny that he explained it so seriously, and it made him think and poked him secretly: "Isn't that flirting? β
His eyes were gentle, but they seemed to be a little helpless, expectant, and nervous.
I don't know if I'm wrong. His lack of an immediate answer made me nervous.
No, it won't. My heart began to quarrel, from the calm at the beginning, to the last hysteria, and even about to jump out of my body.
I felt his arm loosely wrap around me and get slightly closer, tilting my whole body in his direction, allowing me to see the galaxy flowing in his eyes more clearly.
I also clearly understand that I am not mistaken.
I didn't even dare to blink my eyes, for fear that if I blinked, I would miss something. I even held my breath, afraid that my breathing would be too loud and my ears would miss the rare news.
"I'm not teasing you," After a long time, he sighed almost inaudibly, the emotions contained were complex and difficult to discern, but his expression was gentle and serious, and his tone was serious and powerful: "I'm chasing you." β
At that moment, my mind went blank and there was a dead silence all around me. My breathing, my heartbeat also disappeared, and I was gently pulling his hand on the corner of the clothes, and it instantly clenched into two fists.
I, I, I heard you right, right?
I, someone I've liked for four and a half years, someone I've had a crush on for so long, want to chase me?
Will there be such a happy thing in the world?
What did I do in my last life? Such a good blessing in this life?
After a brief moment of confusion, a burst of fireworks exploded in my head, and the whole sky was colorful, colorful, colorful, brilliantly not like words, brilliant not like words.
My face was about to burn, shy, happy, unbelievable, and the emotions of surprise ran out all at once, and my whole mind was messed up, just staring at Jiang Yueze vigorously, and couldn't help but be sure: "What did you say?" β
He smiled softly, stroked my face, and said in an affectionate and gentle tone: "Scared? Still shy? β
I was embarrassed to be said, lowered my head slightly, and replied angrily: "Yes." β
"The first dawn." He called me softly, and his voice was magnetic and ascetic, gentle and sexy, surrounding my ears, and I couldn't help but look up at his starry eyes.
"Don't be afraid" he tried to pull my hand slowly, his thumb grinding my wrist bone all the time, again and again, gentle and careful, "I won't force you." β