"careful!"
Shi Heng almost instinctively put his arm around her waist and pulled her into his arms.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
Su Niannian's back was pressed against Shi Heng's chest, and she could clearly feel his violent heartbeat.
His arm muscles tensed, holding her tightly.
Just like...
Just like how I hugged her countless times before.
"Are you okay?" Shi Heng's voice was filled with panic, and his breath was puffing beside her ears.
Su Niannian's body was stiff, and her cheeks were hot. "No, it's okay..."
The chest against my back is so warm.
She suddenly remembered the time when she fell into a quilt that had been dried in the sun as a child, and felt the same addictive sense of security.
Shi Heng did not let go immediately.
He closed his eyes and greedily breathed in the scent of gentian in her hair.
This is Gu Youran’s favorite shampoo scent.
For many nights, he fell asleep with this scent.
At this moment, he really wanted to keep hugging her like this and tell her how much he missed her.
"Mr. Shi...Mr. Shi?"
Su Niannian called out softly, her heart beating so fast that it seemed like it was about to burst out of her chest.
Shi Heng suddenly woke up as if from a dream. He suddenly let go of his hand and took a step back, his fists clenched white. "Sorry."
Almost...lost control.
The warmth of her waist still lingered on his fingertips, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest.
She didn't remember anything yet, and he couldn't scare her.
My arms were suddenly empty.
Su Niannian felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart.
She lowered her head and pretended to tidy up her clothes, not daring to look into Shi Heng's eyes, "Thank you..."
Looking at the two shadows leaning against each other on the ground, I suddenly felt my eyes getting hot.
She didn't understand where this sudden emotion came from.
Just like...
Just like a long time ago, there was someone who held her in his arms like this.
Even the sound of his heartbeat was strangely familiar.
The two continued walking forward side by side.
There was a small distance between them, as if they were deliberately avoiding the heartbeat just now.
The sunlight made their shadows very long.
The two shadows were close yet distant on the ground, just like their mood at the moment.
Walking to the small park at the end of the old street, Shi Heng stopped under an old locust tree.
"It's so beautiful here," he whispered.
Su Niannian followed his gaze and from this angle, the entire old street was in sight.
Various shop signs are dotted among the green tiles and white walls, and you can also see the plaque of Jishengtang in the distance.
Several children chased each other across the cobblestone road, their laughter echoing in the alley.
"I grew up on this street, but I never realized this perspective was so beautiful."
Su Niannian unconsciously touched her chest, which seemed to be beating a little faster than usual.
Shi Heng turned to look at her, his voice soft as if he was afraid of disturbing something, "Sometimes, even the most familiar places, when viewed from a different angle, can lead to new discoveries."
Their eyes met in the air.
Su Niannian's heart trembled.
This man's eyes were too familiar, as if they could penetrate time and reach the softest corner of her heart.
She hurriedly looked away, pretending to look at the scenery in the distance.
"Let's go, I'll take you back to the clinic." Shi Heng said after looking at his watch.
The two said goodbye at the door of the clinic.
Shi Heng turned and walked towards the car across the street.
Su Niannian stood there, unconsciously hugging the notebook in her arms, watching the car disappear from her sight.
What she didn't know was that Shi Heng in the car had been looking at her through the rearview mirror until her figure completely disappeared.
His knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel, as if he was trying hard to restrain something.
Back in the clinic, Su Niannian put the notebook on the table.
Her fingertips stroked the powerful handwriting on the title page, and the corners of her lips unconsciously rose.
He took out the small paper-cut portrait from the notebook and placed it on the table.
If her silhouette and Shi Heng were placed side by side, would they look as harmonious as those old couples on the old street who have walked hand in hand for decades?
"Doctor Su, what good thing happened?" Yang Xue pushed the door open and came in, blinking mischievously.
Su Niannian hurriedly put the small portrait into her notebook, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Nothing, just... I met a new friend."
She didn't tell anyone that this "new friend" made her heart, which had been silent for many years, beat again.
On the other hand, after Shi Heng drove away, he always felt that something was missing.
Looking at the street gradually disappearing in the rearview mirror, he suddenly braked and stopped the car on the side of the road.
He quickly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car, jogging back to the paper-cutting stall where the old lady was packing up and preparing to close it.
"Grandma, wait a minute!" Shi Heng said breathlessly.
The old lady looked up and asked, "Young man, what did you drop?"
"I'd like you to make two more paper cuts."
Shi Heng calmed his breath and pointed at the sample of the "囍" character next to him, "One needs to be like this, and the other... just a small portrait of her."
The old lady smiled knowingly, "It seems you like that girl."
"Yeah, I like it very much."
Shi Heng's eyes followed the scissors in the old lady's hand, watching her start cutting double-person paper-cuts.
After a while.
An exquisite paper-cut of two people was completed, with the word "囍" in the center and silhouettes of him and Su Niannian hugging each other on both sides.
Then, the old lady picked up a new piece of red paper and began to cut individual small figures.
As the scissors flew, Su Niannian's silhouette took shape.
The old lady handed him two paper cutouts and said, "It's all done. Why don't you tell her how you feel?"
Shi Heng took the paper cutting and gently stroked the small portrait of Su Niannian with his fingertips, "It's not the time yet."
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