Chapter 47 I'd have gone crazy without you every minute and every second
The voices of staff maintaining order could be faintly heard around.
The crowd began to reluctantly move towards the edge of the square, and the noise gradually faded away.
The air still had the smell of gunpowder left over from the fireworks, mixed with the rich scent of roses.
As soon as Gu Manman let go of Lin Anbo, she subconsciously wanted to take a step aside to avoid the onlookers who were still watching.
She turned around.
The footsteps paused.
Ten meters away, standing through the gap between the dispersing figures, was a person.
It’s Feng Mingzhou.
He looked like he had just crawled out of hell.
The expensive custom-made suit he was wearing was wrinkled beyond recognition, with the collar slightly open, revealing a pale neck. The strands of hair on his forehead were wet with sweat and stuck to his temples in a messy manner.
His eyes were fixed on her, looking across the crowd, as if he wanted to pierce through and devour her whole body.
The whites of his eyes were covered with terrifying red bloodshot, and an almost insane light was surging inside.
It's regret. It's bottomless pain. It's a yearning that's almost crazy.
It is the desperate, ecstatic and fearful desire to possess a treasure that has been lost for too long.
It is the ferocity of a person on the verge of despair grasping at the last straw, and it is the paranoia of never letting go after losing something and then regaining it.
Time froze at this moment.
Feng Mingzhou stood there, the only thing left in his world was the slender figure holding the rose.
It's her.
It's really her.
It was not an illusion, not a nightmare, nor a delusion caused by his terminal illness.
She just stood there alive, breathing the same air under the night sky as him.
His heart suddenly tightened, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.
Then came the overwhelming ecstasy that swept through his dry and exhausted soul like a tsunami, washing away every inch of despair and pain of the past three years.
She is still alive.
A ray of light split the chaos and instantly illuminated his dark and boundless world.
He wanted to rush over, wanted to run to her immediately, wanted to hug her tightly, and confirm the reality of this lost and regained thing.
But his feet felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, and he couldn't move at all.
He saw her withdraw from Lin Anbo's arms.
That picture...
Jealousy instantly entangled all his rationality.
The huge ecstasy of regaining what he had lost and the sharp and piercing pain of jealousy rushed wildly in his body, almost tearing him apart.
His eyes were fixed on Gu Manman.
Three years.
She looked... a little thinner, but the calmness and coldness between her eyebrows were even more than she remembered.
Feng Mingzhou felt a fishy and sweet taste in his throat, and a surge of blood surged up, but he suppressed it again.
He couldn't scare her.
He finally found her.
The moment their eyes met.
Feng Mingzhou clearly saw that the smile on her face disappeared instantly the moment she saw his face clearly.
That look was cold and strange.
He couldn't bear it any longer.
Feng Mingzhou strode towards Gu Manman, snatched the rose he was holding, and threw it hard to the ground!
Then he held Gu Manman in his arms forcefully and almost roughly.
It was a hug filled with desperation and crazy strength, so tight that it almost crushed her bones.
Gu Manman was enveloped by the strong smell of tobacco and light sweat on him, and her cheek was forced to press against his slightly cool and even damp shirt.
She froze for a moment, then struggled violently, pressing her hands hard against his chest.
"seal up……"
Gu Manman had just uttered a word when her jaw was grabbed by a big hand.
Feng Mingzhou lowered his head to stop her from saying anything.
His breath was heavy and hot, with a strong smell of tobacco that forcefully invaded her breath.
Gu Manman tried to turn her head away, but he held her firmly in place, so she was forced to endure this kiss filled with crazy possessiveness.
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Lin Anbo witnessed this sudden scene. Without thinking, he clenched his fists and wanted to rush over.
However, as soon as he took a step, he was stopped by several men in black who suddenly appeared.
Zhao Yang didn't give him any chance to break free. He just winked at those people and almost half dragged and half carried Lin Anbo away by force.
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The moment their lips touched, Gu Manman bit down hard without hesitation.
The sweet and fishy taste like rust immediately spread between the lips and teeth of both people.
Feng Mingzhou tightened his arms around her waist, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
He didn't stop, nor did he even show any intention of retreating.
The kiss tasted bloody and was even more ferocious, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
His hot breath sprayed on her face, mixed with tobacco, his unique cold scent, and the faint smell of blood, forming a suffocating feeling of oppression.
Gu Manman was held tightly in his arms, unable to move, and could only be forced to endure it.
Gradually, the kiss became gentle, with an intense and unbreakable attachment.
He finally stopped and gently pressed his forehead against hers.
Both of their lips were stained with blood. The corner of his mouth was broken and bright red blood was slowly oozing out.
Feng Mingzhou did not wipe it off. Instead, he used his bloodshot and bottomless eyes to greedily trace her face inch by inch.
His fingertips trembled slightly as he stroked her eyebrows, her nose, and finally stopped at her blood-stained lips, caressing them gently.
He looked at her, and as he looked, his chest began to rise and fall violently.
A suppressed low moan first came out of the throat, like extreme pain and extreme pleasure.
Then, he suddenly raised his head and burst into an almost insane laugh towards the dark night sky.
The laughter grew louder and louder, echoing over the silent square with a kind of ecstasy of surviving a disaster.
He lowered his head and looked at the person in his arms again. His voice was very hoarse, but it was filled with an indescribable, twisted sense of satisfaction.
"God has been very kind to me."
Gu Manman pushed his chest hard: "Feng Mingzhou, let me go!"
The man's arms were like iron hoops, not moving at all, but tightening even more.
“Manman…”
"You're back..."
"You're really back..."
She struggled even harder and raised her hand to slap him, but her wrist was grabbed by his other big hand.
"You hurt me!"
He seemed not to hear her, but just held her in his arms stubbornly, put his nose against her cheek and took a deep breath.
"Feng Mingzhou! You're crazy!"
"Yes, I am crazy."
His hot breath sprayed on the skin of her neck. The big hand on her back pressed her deeper into his arms, and the other hand still held her wrist tightly.
"I'm just a lunatic!"
He pulled away a little, forcing her to look up at him. His black hair, which was always meticulously groomed, was now disheveled, with a few wet strands sticking to his hot forehead.
His eyes were filled with fine, crisscrossed red bloodshot, and a frightening, desperate light burned deep within them.
The wound she bit on his lip was still oozing blood, and on his bloodless face, it was shockingly red.
He was breathing heavily and his chest heaved violently.
"One thousand two hundred and five days and nights."
His eyes were greedy and focused, tracing her eyebrows, her hair, her lips inch by inch, trying to re-engrave her appearance into the deepest part of his mind. This was like a dying person finally grasping the last glimmer of hope.
"Without you, I would have gone crazy."
He uttered these words word by word, between his teeth.
The hustle and bustle of the city in the distance and the discussions of the crowd all blurred into background noise.
At this moment, there was only the pressure of his arms, the burning heat from his body, the surging madness in his eyes, and the chilling certainty in his words.
Gu Manman looked at him and found him ridiculous.
She turned around and tried to run.
However, just as she took a step, she was pulled back by a stronger force and was picked up by him around the waist!
"Ah! Feng Mingzhou! Put me down!"
Gu Manman screamed, her feet off the ground, and she could only pound his hard back in vain.
Feng Mingzhou, holding her, walked towards a black Maybach not far away.
The bodyguard had already opened the back door.
"Feng Mingzhou! Let me go!"
Feng Mingzhou turned a deaf ear and carried her into the back seat of the car.
Before she could try to climb out, he quickly followed and sat down next to her, trapping her between the seat and his body.
"drive!"
He gave a cold order to the driver in the front seat.
The car door slammed shut.
The black Maybach drove out of the square and merged into the traffic in the night.
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