Even if you were forced to turn on the phone and wanted to continue sleeping, it is hard not to be awake after chatting for a while.

Gou An moved in He Jinxing's arms, showing a gesture that he wanted to continue the conversation in depth. Just as he was about to ask, "What did you dream about?", he heard the person above his head cough lightly.

She looked up and saw his serious face. His hot breath sprayed on her face. His voice was slightly hoarse: "Can you stop moving?"

He discussed it with her in a gentlemanly manner.

Gou An pointed at his head. He originally wanted to say that you are also interested in Indians, but then he realized that there is no need to bring yourself into the mix when scolding others, so he changed his tone: "Why do you always act like a starving ghost?"

He Jinxing didn't know how to tell her. He had been doing very well in this regard for the past twenty years, but "it's hard to go from luxury to frugality" is probably the inherent bad habit of human beings. After sleeping with her in his arms for four or five days in a row, he suddenly had to sleep alone for three days. He had not slept well these days.

I finally squeezed into a bed tonight, but I had a terrible nightmare.

He was in a bad mood now. Even though he knew that everything in the dream did not actually happen, he still felt guilty about cheating.

Eager to clear the lingering dream fragments in his mind, he lowered his head and wanted to get closer to the lips of the person in his arms - they didn't go to bed until after two in the morning, and Gou An used peach-flavored mouthwash before going to bed, and there was still a lingering taste of peach on his lips.

When their lips were about to touch, she ducked back and avoided it.

He Jinxing stopped moving and was silent for two seconds. He asked in a rather dangerous tone, "What do you mean, you're turning your back on me?"

His question is totally irrelevant.

"How can it be called 'turning one's back on someone'?"

"Because you were the one who took the initiative that day, and now you're not admitting it? Or are you planning to make an excuse that you suffered a head injury and temporarily lost your memory?

He Jinxing took the initiative to bring up what happened that day, and her tone was not very friendly, as if she was threatening to crush Gou An to death if she said "no" -

But Gou An didn't bother to pay attention to him. She was so angry that she wanted to crawl into the bed and had the urge to cover his mouth.

The kiss that day was too hasty, and no one had time to appreciate its meaning. All I remember is that the kiss smelled of blood and earth, and maybe the coldness of a storm...

Mixed together, it becomes a desperate romance with a strong sense of the end of the world.

People's first kiss is mostly in adolescence -

The playground during evening self-study, the afternoon break, the wheat fields during summer vacation, the crowded amusement park, or the cold streets at midnight...

In peaceful times like this, in most cases, the atmosphere of a kiss will no longer be a matter of life and death.

So, it’s so special and I will never forget it.

Not to mention brain damage, even if she was given a new brain she would not forget this incident.

but--

As if he had guessed what she was thinking, He Jinxing raised his hand and patted her shoulder. "If you tell me now that it was just adrenaline and impulse at the time, I would probably be even angrier."

“…”

"Do you have the guts to tell me?"

"I haven't said a word yet, but you've already finished talking... You have a really bad temper."

All the words finally disappeared between the touching lips. Maybe she was shy in the last second, but when she bit the man's thin lips in revenge, she unconsciously wanted more——

The tense conversation finally came to an end.

The strong arms around her waist responded immediately, and after a moment of stunnedness, they suddenly tightened. The man's lips opened, and when she tried to pry open his teeth with the tip of her tongue, he turned over and pressed her under him.

The two of them actually fought for the initiative.

He Jinxing was not prepared to be the one being kissed every time, so he pushed Gou An's back with the tip of his tongue, and then forcefully wrapped the root of her tongue in her mouth.

When Gou An groaned and his mind went blank after being kissed, the man's breathing became heavier, just like the first time he rode a motorcycle, he could just sit on it and ride away -

Men always seem to be born with some inexplicable skills without any instruction.

He let go slightly when Gou An let out a suffocating sound that was almost like defeat. In the brief moment of separation, he saw a silver thread breaking between her lips. He lowered his eyes and gently bit her already very red lower lip.

“It’s like eating a peach.”

"...Can you please stop talking?"

She can’t even look at peach-flavored mouthwash anymore. She bought a lot of bottles during the sale last year and hasn’t finished them yet.

Her complaints did not last long, because He Jinxing's kiss fell again, first on the gauze on her head, lingering and gentle, even gentle -

Then her eyes, the area between her eyebrows, and the tip of her nose.

Each time it got heavier, the more severe it became, until in the end it had nothing to do with "gentleness" at all, and there was a ruthless determination to tear her apart.

Finally, he placed his lips on hers again with satisfaction, and this time he waited patiently for her to learn to breathe on her own. Gou An whimpered a few times while panting, and when she finally reacted, her legs had unknowingly stepped on his knees.

"In the hospital, no."

Someone who was clearly feeling worse than her put on a perfunctory smile that he usually gave to outsiders.

Gou An glared at him for a few seconds, as if he was glaring at a scumbag who flirted with someone and then didn't take responsibility.

After a few seconds, she broke free from his arms, threw off the quilt, turned over and faced away from him. Then she thought about it and turned back with force.

When the man was amused by her ever-changing behavior, she blushed, her ears seemed to be dripping with blood, and she tugged at the man's collar with her hand: "What on earth did you dream about?"

"That Lu Wan——"

The hand pulling his collar stiffened: "Did you dream about Lu Wan?"

"Hmm? Not really."

He was not going to relive the absurdity in his dream and make himself sad, and then let Gou An accuse him and make him even sadder. He wisely avoided the topic and said, "Ye Lang said that the iron door of your original building was locked, which prevented you from escaping immediately..."

"Um?"

"It might be that Lu Wan who did it."

"Impossible." Gou An rejected it outright, "Isn't she a white lotus character?"

"An An, no one's so-called personality remains unchanged."

"But Lu Wan——"

Is he the protagonist?

"What if you took away everything she wanted or thought was originally hers?"

Gou An fell silent. After a while, he scratched his face and thought that it was true. Anyway, the author's writing was very poor, so it didn't matter if it was OOC in the end.

"Stay away from her and stay alert."

"Is this your nightmare?"

"How can you speak to a coward in such a nonchalant tone?"

“…It’s a very good summary.”

"Any mistake you make will become the cause of my nightmare."

Gou An thought that human beings’ emotions should be a collective one.

It is probably made up of many moments of accelerated heartbeat, like a night-blooming cereus blooming without warning in the middle of the night, and when you come to your senses, you are already in a sea of ​​flowers.

If you are allergic to pollen, that would be terrible.

He drowned from then on.

"He Jinxing."

"What?"

"I seemed to see an isolated island that originally had only reefs. One day, because I came ashore, at that moment, huge trees sprang up from the ground, growing wildly for me, and thousands of skylarks sang for me. From then on, the isolated island became a tropical rain forest."

"?"

Gou An moved up and kissed the corner of He Jinxing's lips. The soft touch was like a furry peach growing legs and coming closer to him.

"Translate, do you love me so much?"

"Hmm? No."

"oh."

The quilt was lifted up, covering Gou An's head heavily, blocking her piercing gaze at him, and his strong arms pulled her into his arms -

Amid the subtle sounds of the quilt rubbing against her skin, she heard a nasal sound of approval.

Gou An buried himself in the quilt and blinked.

I heard the man's hoarse voice and sigh outside the quilt.

"In the future, please don't ask embarrassing questions like this."

With the corners of her lips curled up, Gou An chuckled, her shoulders shaking. She was not sure if he heard the "OK" she said.

"A typhoon seemed to have brought the city to a standstill. People who usually worked hard to get by seemed to be reborn the moment the typhoon stopped. Before they could start their new lives again, they were able to hug the people around them."

"When the disaster struck, who was by your side? Who was the first person you called subconsciously?"

The host's voice on TV was slow and low. It was 7:30 in the morning in Jiangcheng. Gou An fell drowsy again amidst the sound.

As I recall, He Jinxing seemed to open the door and go out, then come back in.

Then he sat down next to him.

Gou An was covered in the quilt, with only half of her face exposed. She felt the man beside the bed looking at her face. She wanted to ask him if he had nothing else to do, and if the person in charge of the He family had changed. But she didn't ask. She closed her eyes and reached out her hand to feel around. She grabbed the index finger of the man's hand on his leg, held it in her palm, and then stopped moving.

Just as she was about to fall asleep again, she felt the finger in her palm hooked.

Gou An opened one eye impatiently.

"Yelang had his Achilles tendon surgery this morning, so he should be able to be pushed out in a while." He Jinxing said, "Do you want to go and take a look?"

Gou An closed the eye that he had opened again.

After a while, he spoke in a very calm voice: "Is this the master's task or a boring test?"

The cheek, which was too warm and soft, was pinched by two fingers, lifted up and twisted.

“It’s a humanitarian necessity that has to be implemented.”

Gou An opened his eyes and looked into the eyes of the man sitting beside his bed: "My mother said that men always change... but it seems rare to see someone change as quickly as you do - He Jinxing, you just said you loved me last night."

The man paused for a moment, and seemed to want to refute her, but in the end he didn't. His usually gentle and hypocritical face now drooped slightly, and was softer than ever before...

He even bent over patiently, as if to say, "I'm all ears, what else can you say?"

"As soon as I opened my eyes this morning, you asked me if I wanted to go find my old lover."

She stretched a leg out from under the covers and kicked him.

"You weren't like this before. You got so jealous every time I looked at Ye Lang."

He Jinxing thought to himself, when have I ever been so jealous? Who are you talking about?

But he only refuted in his mind. He held the ankle that was stepping on his knee, "I used to lack a sense of security."

"And now?"

He kissed the protruding bone of her ankle, and his warm breath sprayed on the instep of her foot.

"Your name is written on the island, and you can't go anywhere unless you want to see the rainforest wither and the larks fall and die."

Gou An looked at the man who said this expressionlessly. He still looked as cold-faced as he was a second ago. But had he rehearsed this sentence many times in his mind?

She didn't know.

She only knew that Lu Wan would never dream of hearing such sweet love words in her life, because the original author's level was so low that the male protagonist was probably only qualified to say: If you want me to die, I will die, and I will give you my life, ah! (Roar.JPG)

Gou An kicked away the quilt, sat up, and crawled into He Jinxing's arms across the bed.

He came over and wanted to kiss her, but she turned her head away and muttered, "You just kissed my feet." The next second, her chin was fixed and a kiss was placed on her lips without any explanation.

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she struggled a little artificially before letting him do it. This time, the taste between her lips and teeth was no longer peach, but the taste of soy milk at breakfast.

As their breaths intertwined, she heard him say, "Take this opportunity to reject him completely."

"?"

"Because of your ruptured Achilles tendon, I got a sentence like 'I'm sorry, it's impossible for us. My heart has long belonged to He Jinxing', which is more hurtful."

“…”

"Minor adjustments to the lines are allowed, but the main idea should not change." He patted her shoulder and said, "Go ahead."

For a long time in the past, Gou An's attitude towards Ye Lang was condescending, like a debt collector, probably thinking "It's Ye Lang who has wronged me anyway, so what if I treat him too badly?" But now it's different. If he hadn't pushed her away at the last second, he would not have been crushed under the collapsed ceiling.

It's a blessing that my Achilles tendon was ruptured, thanks to the iron cabinet that took on everything. I heard that when the ceiling was finally removed, the iron cabinet that seemed intact was actually crushed in half on the other side. It's hard to imagine what would happen if such a weight was placed on a person.

Gou An didn't know who came up with such a bloody plot. Anyway, when the time came to express her gratitude, she suddenly felt very nervous and even grabbed her parents to ask if they needed her to buy a fruit basket.

Jiang Yuan sighed, thinking that she was indeed his daughter. Her innocent and ruthless appearance was exactly like her back then.

He Jinxing was sitting on the sofa in the ward flipping through a magazine, and said without raising his head, "Buy it, why not buy it?"

It would have been fine if he didn't say anything. He asked Mai Gou'an to feel that something was wrong. He looked at Gou Yu, hoping that he could point out a way out. Gou Yu looked at Jiang Yuan, spoke out Jiang Yuan's inner thoughts, and asked, "Why is your daughter the same as you?"

A question mark popped up in Gou An’s head.

Gou Yu struggled to bring up his own dark history, saying that when he was young, he had not yet succeeded in pursuing Jiang Yuan, and that he once fought with street thugs for her, which resulted in a broken leg and he was admitted to the hospital. After the operation, he opened his eyes, and when he saw Jiang Yuan appear with a fruit basket, he was so sad that he wanted to die.

——It's probably the feeling of being too polite and distant, and the feeling of a routine visit that is too heavy.

After all, who the hell is willing to put some steel bars in their body just for a basket of fruit or a "thank you"?

A tear shed on the bed is worth more than a truckload of fruit.

After listening to Gou Yu's increasingly excited and finally complaining description, Gou An was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood the truth behind it -

She turned her head and glared at He Jinxing, who held up the magazine to cover half of his face, his eyebrows curved, and he gave her a fake smile that seemed to show no shame at being exposed.

Gou An: "He Jinxing, you should go back to work."

He Jinxing: "Dad, your daughter chased me away to talk to another man."

Gou Yu: "Get lost now."

He Jinxing looked at Jiang Yuan, and Jiang Yuan waved his hands in frustration, "Don't call me that."

Mr. He behaved more obediently than ever before. He put down the magazine with his own photo on the cover, stood up and said "Get lost," and then left without looking back.

But after a while, a Meituan takeaway boy wearing a yellow vest poked his head in front of the ward door and asked politely: "Hello, who ordered the fruit basket?"

Gou An couldn't help but check the time on his phone. It was exactly half an hour later.

If that person had waited until the parking lot to place the order, it would not have been as punctual as it is now.

(End of this chapter)