Chapter 67 Chapter 67 Kissing, trembling, whispering...

But when his eyes fell on the slightly burnt braised spareribs, Xu Sui couldn't help but frown, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he turned his head away and stopped looking.

At first, she went to the kitchen with the sincere intention of helping out. It was no problem for her to pass things or lend a hand. After watching Song Shiyang cook, she might even be able to cook a side dish.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be good to let him do it alone while she waits outside to eat.

So she put the groceries in the refrigerator and went into the kitchen.

The range hood was roaring, and smoke was rising from the pot and then being sucked into the smoke outlet. Song Shiyang was standing in front of the stove wearing a light pink apron with a kitten on it.

That was what Xu Sui wore occasionally when he cooked noodles. Now it was hanging loosely on Song Shiyang, which looked a bit incongruous and made Xu Sui want to laugh.

Finally, Song Shiyang noticed Xu Sui's presence, looked up at her, and asked, "What are you doing here? There's so much smoke, go to the living room."

His hands did not stop working. There were two pots on the stove. He put the fried vegetables on the left side, poured out the water used to blanch the ribs, and started to wash the pots.

"Let me do it." Xu Sui leaned over and wanted to take it from him, but Song Shiyang moved his hand towards him, looked up at her, and chuckled: "If you really want to help, go sit in the living room and help me eat more later."

He just looked at her with a smile on his face.

His crow-feather eyelashes trembled from time to time as he spoke, casting a small shadow under the reflection of the light. He lowered his eyes and looked at her. The air seemed to be silent all of a sudden. Although the range hood was roaring in her ears, she felt that it was very quiet at the moment.

I feel very peaceful.

Looking at Song Shiyang's face, Xu Sui was slightly stunned. At this moment, he lowered his head, with some hair falling between his eyebrows. The sparse eyebrows and eyes in his youth were now smiling, no longer looking so unapproachable.

They are no longer the bright stars that are out of reach, but the fireworks of life that are within reach.

She suddenly thought of the Spring Festival of her freshman year in high school, the night when she first added his contact information, and the farewell in early autumn of 2016.

So she suddenly spoke, a little tentatively: "Song Shiyang, do you still use Penguin?"

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?" Song Shiyang paused holding the spatula, turned to look at her, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then continued: "I rarely used it after graduating from high school, and later I completely forgot the login password. I lost it a long time ago."

Pieces of standard spare ribs were being fried in the pan, emitting the pure aroma of meat. After Song Shiyang said this, he turned the ribs over.

He was wearing a white T-shirt today, and he looked calm yet youthful. He said slowly, "If you want to add my Penguin account as well, I don't mind getting it back."

Xu Sui smiled and walked over to him, leaning against his back, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't look for it. It's lost, so it is."

All the past is just a prologue, and the future is the new chapter of life.

Let the heartbeats and admiration hidden in the years and time dissipate along with the hot wind of the summer of 2016 in the quiet and ordinary days and nights of the mountain city.

Maybe he will never know how much 18-year-old Xu Sui likes him, but he just needs to understand that 25-year-old Xu Sui likes him very much, still likes him very much.

Everything now is the best.

Sensing Xu Sui's momentary loss, Song Shiyang turned down the heat, added the ingredients, poured some water in, then turned around and hugged her.

"Why are you suddenly unhappy?" Song Shiyang asked her in a low voice, rubbing his chin against the top of Xu Sui's head.

"Not unhappy." Xu Sui smiled, and suddenly looked up, seeing Song Shiyang's tense jaw and Adam's apple rolling twice, and even faintly visible blue veins under the skin.

"I want to kiss you." Xu Sui murmured softly, his voice not loud enough for Song Shiyang to hear clearly. He frowned slightly, bent down, and asked, "What?"

"I say." Xu Sui puffed out his cheeks and leaned close to his ear, saying, "I want to kiss you."

Before Song Shiyang could even react, she took action first, touching his soft lips. Using a little force with her pearly teeth, she bit his originally white lips until they turned pink.

This was the first time Xu Sui took the initiative to kiss someone. The previous two times, Song Shiyang took the lead and led her little by little. But at this moment, the man stood up straight after a light click of his tongue, and took Xu Sui away from the open fire and to the side.

He leaned lazily on the cold table, neither bending over nor lowering his head, leaving everything to Xu Sui with his eyes lowered. He looked clear-headed, but now his eyes were as deep as ink, surging with unknown emotions.

He was nearly twenty centimeters taller than Xu Sui, so Xu Sui could only kiss him by standing on tiptoe and tilting her head back, which made her movements even more difficult.

After kissing for a long time, he only rubbed my lips a few times and bit them twice.

Her neck was sore, so she didn't want to kiss him anymore.

She opened her eyes and was caught off guard by Song Shiyang's vast eyes like the sea. She was stunned, and before she could react, she heard a chuckle in her ear. The back of his hand touched her lips, and Xu Sui heard him say: "You are too green, you need to practice."

So he lowered his head and hugged the person in his arms, and his warm breath sprayed all over Xu Sui's neck, making it itchy.

"I'll teach you." Song Shiyang's low and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, carrying countless tenderness and desires. He pried open Xu Sui's teeth, rolled up his tongue, and pressed his lips and teeth together, and a slight sound of water was heard.

Xu Sui hugged him, and whenever she couldn't breathe, she couldn't help pinching his back. Then the man in front of her moved a little slower, giving her room to breathe.

Xu Sui felt his breath, which was numb and made her heart tremble. She could not stand and could only rely on the man in front of her, holding his clothes tightly.

Song Shiyang's strength was not light. He kissed her lips, sometimes pulling and biting them lightly, and sometimes crushing them slowly and hard.

He seems to be a natural top student, who can do well in every field. Even kissing has gone from being awkward at the beginning to being familiar now.

"Can I touch it?" Song Shiyang rested his hand against her forehead, breathing lightly, with moisture in his eyes. Xu Sui felt a slight coolness touching her waist and abdomen, gently stroking her sensitive skin.

It stirs up an itch.

It was as if her body was on fire, burning from head to toe, burning fiercely and scorchingly. This feeling was unbearable, something she had never experienced in over twenty years.

Xu Sui couldn't help but shudder slightly, suppressing the itch in his throat, but his voice was still inevitably breathless, and the last word trembled: "Don't."

The food is still cooking.

She faintly smelled something burnt, and with the greatest willpower of her life, she raised her hand to cover Song Shiyang's hand, pulling him away, saying, "Dish."

"Tsk, I should have turned off the fire earlier." Dissatisfaction appeared in the man's eyes. It was obvious that he also smelled that smell, maybe even earlier than Xu Sui.

But he just didn't move.

Perhaps he had already planned to waste this dish.

But since my girlfriend asked me to stop, I had no choice but to stop.

He straightened the slightly messy corner of Xu Sui's clothes, restrained his expression and turned to deal with the contents of the pot.

Song Shiyang glanced at the dark red braised spareribs. They were not completely burnt yet, so it should be fine if they were cooked for a few more minutes.

Xu Sui adjusted his breathing, not knowing what Song Shiyang was thinking at the moment. When his breathing stabilized, he walked over and asked, "Can you still eat?"

"Yes." Song Shiyang responded and brought the dishes to the dining table.

Xu Sui looked around the kitchen, picked up the pot, added a few drops of detergent and started washing.

When Song Shiyang came back, the pot was almost clean.

"Is there anything you need my help with? I can help with the dishes or something." She put the pot away and looked up at him.

Song Shiyang pinched her face, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "If you stay here, I won't be able to cook this dish today."

Then he saw the girl's face in front of him change from confusion at the beginning to shame and anger.

Before leaving, I couldn't help but pinch his arm, but it was completely useless and really ticklish.

After dinner that night, Song Shiyang didn't stay too long. The two of them sat on the sofa, watched an English movie on their tablet, chatted for a while, and then left.

Before leaving, I made an appointment with Xu Sui to go to Haicheng Grand Theater to watch a musical together on Saturday.

In fact, at first Xu Sui didn't know how he knew that it liked watching musicals.

After all, I didn’t develop this hobby in high school, it was developed during college.

The first time she went there, her roommate took her there. The first show was the famous "Romeo and Juliet". She didn't like it very much at first, but after going there more often, she gradually felt the charm of the show and became fascinated by it.

When I'm not busy at work, I go there once a week, and when I'm busy, I go there once every two weeks.

This is also one of her rare entertainment activities.

"Isn't there a latest update on your circle of friends?" At that time, Song Shiyang was playing with her left hand, interlocking their fingers, then separating them, and finally closing them again, enjoying it.

Xu Sui finally came to his senses.

The last time I went there, I took a photo of my musical ticket and posted it on WeChat Moments. I didn’t expect him to see it.

**

The summer in Haicheng is filled with humid water vapor from the Pacific Ocean, and even in the scorching sun, there will occasionally be a heavy rain that makes people feel extremely comfortable.

Whenever it rained and she forgot to bring an umbrella, Song Shiyang would always hold a big black umbrella and walk towards her in the rainy night.

The rainwater accumulated on the asphalt road was splashed everywhere by the speeding cars, the traffic lights changed alternately, pedestrians walked hurriedly, and the sound of car horns was endless.

Xu Sui never squeezed into the subway again and lived a life of being "served" by others. She was really embarrassed, so she picked up the cooking skills that she had lost for a long time.

The two kissed, caressed, trembled, curled up, and whispered in each other's houses.

Xu Sui's interviews and reports on "Butterfly Baby" are still ongoing. If you occasionally encounter knowledge blind spots or don't understand something, you can turn around and ask him.

The two of them conducted detailed and professional research and discussion in the study, and he once pointed out her mistakes in terminology.

The days go by one after another, time passes quietly, and the leaves wither.

When one leaf falls, we know that autumn is coming.

Autumn is here.