Chapter 1202 A Hug
Is all this a dream? A dream caused by missing you so much?
Perhaps, she was still in the library, still preparing her thesis, but she ended up lying on the desk, falling asleep, and then having a long dream.
Otherwise, why would Gawain appear here? Why is it raining in Paris, why does Gawain come in the rain, and why do they hug each other tightly?
Otherwise, shouldn't Gawain be on a flight from Mallorca to Monte Carlo? Paris is not on the sideline of the journey at all.
But if this was really a dream, why did everything in front of me seem so real?
She could deeply feel Gawain's scorching and burning body temperature, as well as the faint scent of rain and sweat, which made her dizzy.
Unconsciously, I was lost, immersed in the madness and throbbing that was so hot that it made me dizzy, just like marshmallows melting into hot cocoa, slowly melting bit by bit. I could even feel the sweetness between my lips and teeth that filled my entire brain and chest. It was so beautiful.
If this was a dream, could she stay a little longer, longer?
Wow.
The sound of rain, the roar, the overwhelming weight of the rain pressed down, wrapping the umbrella tightly, but creating a small world that surrounded them. Then, everything else was isolated, and the huge world was left with only her and him, and the sound of their heartbeats.
Plop.
Plop.
Roar, noise.
Then.
Right at this moment.
The world is quiet.
It was a little late for Plan to realize that wearing a pair of retro headphones on his head was rare in 2015.
The headphones block out all the roars from the world, and instead, a smooth and light melody plays, as pleasant as pearls falling on a jade plate.
Gentle and fragile, delicate and romantic, sensitive and sincere... the power of the fingertips falling on the black and white keys perfectly presents the emotions of the notes, tapping the atrium lightly and gently, but stirring up storms and raging waves deep in the mind. In an instant, the world is turned upside down.
"Raindrops Prelude" by Chopin.
Suddenly, Plan raised his head, left Gawain's arms, looked over in disbelief, and then their eyes met -
She could see her own reflection in those clear eyes, and could even hear the pounding of her heart, which could no longer be concealed.
On that handsome and open face, a faint smile rose lightly, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes, and he uttered a word with his lips.
"good."
It’s exactly the same as the sentence in the text message.
He said, okay.
Plan looked carefully at the man in front of him. Some raindrops could be seen on his hair, dripping down wetly, casting a hazy halo in his eyes. The smile on the corner of his mouth spread between his brows, a light touch, but like a rainbow, enough to light up the whole world under the umbrella.
Tick-tock.
The notes of the black and white piano keys fall lightly and deeply on the heart, blooming like proudly blooming flowers, and in the blink of an eye, they are all over the ground.
Then, Pulan could no longer control himself, like a moth to a flame——
Stand on tiptoe.
Meet the front.
Close your eyes.
He found those lips accurately.
The world is raining heavily.
In my ears, the sound of the piano is majestic.
Time froze at this moment. Now, Plan could finally truly understand the feelings between Chopin and George Sand, which were like flames and huge waves.
Intense and gorgeous.
Willful and flamboyant.
At this time, the library was still peaceful and no one noticed the fire burning outside the window.
Occasionally, someone reading by the window would get tired, stretch himself, yawn, and turn his head to look out the window and listen to the sound of rain.
Inadvertently, I saw an enchanting red flower blooming among the gray sky and ground, and two figures hugged each other tightly, as if there was another world under the umbrella.
A smile appeared on the corners of my mouth. The rainy weather in April became lovely and I regained the energy to read.
They stayed under the umbrella until they ran out of oxygen, and then they carefully separated, but still with their foreheads pressed against each other, and the entanglement of their eyes and breathing continued in the humid air.
Lack of oxygen.
Piping hot.
Strong.
Hot.
My cheeks were almost on fire.
After the impulse, wrapped in chaos and turbulence, cold water vapor rushed in, reason returned to the brain, and consciousness finally became clear.
At this moment, Plan realized what he had just done.
God!
Plan secretly exclaimed in his heart, his shyness and embarrassment burning fiercely, and he wished he could dig a hole in the ground and disappear on the spot.
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She! Just! Did! What! "Sorry!"
She must have been crazy just now, she closed her eyes and blurted out the words of apology.
"I'm sorry. I'm really... really sorry."
"I don't know what's wrong with me."
"I just thought... I thought you were here... because you just said... No... I... To be honest, I don't know what I was thinking."
"I just... I just saw you. You suddenly appeared in front of me, and then... I don't know what kind of discarded paint filled my brain, just like that..."
God, why did she feel that the more she explained, the worse it got, but what was worse was that the nonsense couldn't be stopped at all.
What if Gawain didn't mean that at all? What if I misinterpreted Gawain's message? What if all this was just my wishful thinking?
What if my initiative destroyed the only possibility they had left? What if Gawain didn't push me away abruptly just out of politeness? "Sorry."
"I...you...I...really..."
"I'm so sorry."
Incoherent and nonsense.
Plan wanted to leave here. She felt deeply that if she continued to talk nonsense, she might really need to die from society.
But!
But why didn't I hear any answer? Wait, what is Gawain doing? He raised his eyes carefully and immediately bumped into those deep eyes. He could catch a faint smile flashing deep in his eyes.
Ah! Plan screamed in his heart again, and subconsciously took a step back, distanced himself, and tried to regain his sanity. Humid water vapor rushed in instantly, and he seemed to feel a storm brewing, but he had just stepped back, and then he saw Gawain stretch out his right hand.
At the waist, I could clearly touch the burning hot skin, and with a firm and fierce force, I pulled with one hand, and the whole world was spinning.
Embrace.
Impact.
Hard and heavily, the two people became one again.
This time, it was Gawain who bent down and found her.
Time, in this moment of stillness, one second slowly, slowly stretches into eternity, searching for eternity in the heavy rain that covers the sky and the earth.
body temperature.
breath.
Heartbeat.
Just like this, they fit together bit by bit, and the enchanting red color, like a flame, burns fiercely in the steaming water vapor and spreads endlessly.
No one can disturb.
Until oxygen is needed again.
Then, she could feel his fingertips, tiny traces of electric current gently beating on the surface of her skin, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly.
(End of this chapter)