He looked at Chao Youye, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, with a bit of silliness, but also with complete dependence and joy.
Chao Youye also lowered her eyes and looked at him.
He raised his hand, and with a barely perceptible tremor, his fingertips gently wiped away the last trace of wet tears on Mu Xinrong's cheek.
Mu Xinrong then remembered that she was still holding the bouquet of roses in her hand! She had hugged her too tightly just now, and the bouquet was squeezed between the two of them. The petals were a little wilted, and the wrapping paper was wrinkled.
He held up the flowers awkwardly, his voice still hoarse and nasal from crying, but full of bright joy: "...flowers...for you."
He paused, then added softly, "...red roses...represent...um...that..."
He was too embarrassed to say the rest of the words, and his cheeks became hot again.
Chao Youye's eyes fell on the bouquet of roses that looked a little disheveled but still warm.
He stretched out the hand that had just wiped his tears, but instead of taking the bouquet immediately, he gently brushed over a deep red petal with slightly curled edges.
The velvety touch of petals comes from the fingertips, with the softness and toughness of life.
"Very beautiful." He whispered, his voice was particularly clear in the silent night.
He raised his eyes and looked back at Mu Xinrong's face. His eyes were so gentle that they seemed to drip with water. "Like you."
Mu Xinrong's face suddenly turned red! Even brighter than the rose in her hand!
He felt like his whole body was on fire, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest.
Youye... he said... like him? Was he saying something sweet?! This made him dizzy even more than receiving ten thousand bouquets of roses!
Looking at Mu Xinrong's instantly red cheeks and her surprisingly bright eyes filled with shyness and great surprise, Chao Youye's lips could no longer be restrained and turned upwards.
It was a smile that was extremely simple, yet extremely real, like the first flower blooming after the ice and snow melted.
He leaned forward slightly, and as Mu Xinrong's eyes widened slightly in surprise, he pressed his cold lips, which carried the chill of the autumn night and the subtle fragrance of roses, very gently and carefully on Mu Xinrong's forehead, which was also slightly cool but slightly hot due to shyness.
It was a pure kiss without any lust, a brand, a vow, a belated but extremely solemn beginning.
"Mu Xinrong," Chao Youye's voice was low and clear, like the most solemn declaration, ringing in Mu Xinrong's ears and engraved deep into his soul, "Let's start over."
Mu Xinrong couldn't hold back any longer, and tears blurred her vision once again, but this time, they were pure tears of happiness.
He nodded vigorously, choking, but responded with great determination: "Okay!"
He released the hand that was holding Chao Youye, and carefully placed the bouquet of roses, which were ravaged but still blooming passionately, into Chao Youye's slightly cool palm.
Then, he hugged Chao Youye's waist tightly again and buried himself deeply in this warm and solid embrace that he had lost and regained.
Chao Youye hugged him tightly with one hand and held the bouquet of roses firmly with the other.
The evening breeze gently blew across the empty rooftop, picking up a few ginkgo leaves that had drifted from nowhere, and swirled around their embracing figures, like a silent blessing.
Below your feet is the sleeping campus and the bright lights of the world; above your head is the deep night and the sparse stars.
And they finally crossed the barrier between inside and outside the door, hugging each other tightly among the stars and lights. The scars of the past were washed away by tears, and the long road of the future was paved with vows.
For the first time, deep within the cold core of the rules, the cracks were quietly smoothed out by a warm and powerful force called "love."
The cold winter that we once thought was insurmountable eventually turned into spring mud that nourishes new life in this bouquet of red roses and the warmth of each other's embrace.
From then on, the door was wide open and the stars were shining brightly.
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