Chapter 77. Feng Xingyun said it would be quick, and indeed it did…
Feng Xingyun said it would be quick, and indeed his movements sped up a bit, but he did so gently and carefully, and Liu Duanhe didn't feel his hair being pulled at all.
After his hair dried, Feng Xingyun sat down. The food he had ordered was now mostly cold, but fortunately, Liu Duanhe had someone reheat some of it and bring out some new food.
He didn't touch his chopsticks either, only eating the barbecue.
He rarely ate this kind of food before, because it's too oily and salty and unhealthy. But now that he's out having fun, he can eat whatever tastes good and not restrict himself too much.
"This stuff is really delicious," Liu Duanhe couldn't help but exclaim.
Feng Xingyun smiled. Although it was barbecue, it was all top-quality ingredients that he had air-freighted. With money to his name, how could he bear to let Liu Duanhe suffer?
As a pampered young master, Feng Xingyun has always been provided with the finest things in life. He himself might be inconsiderate and eat at roadside stalls, but he would never be stingy with Liu Duanhe.
Liu Duanhe was indeed satisfied with the meal. Seeing Feng Xingyun sit down, he pushed the dishes he thought were good in front of Feng Xingyun and said with a smile, "Try these."
Feng Xingyun accepted them all without hesitation, put them down, and said with a half-smile, "Trying to offer something to someone else? Well, these aren't enough."
He leaned forward and said, "Kiss me."
Liu Duanhe said with disdain, "I'm eating something, it's all greasy, am I going to get it all over your face?"
Feng Xingyun raised his eyebrows, and his narrow double eyelids made his eyes look extremely deep and aggressive from this angle. "I don't mind you."
Liu Duanhe turned his head, sat up straight facing the table, picked up his chopsticks, and said, "I mind very much."
"Hurry up and eat dinner, stop joking."
Seeing this, Feng Xingyun stopped teasing him and picked up his chopsticks to eat.
The waiter brought out the last hot dish, and the two of them didn't speak anymore. They focused on eating, each taking a bite with their chopsticks, having already divided the food into their own bowls, one for each of them, but they didn't seem distant from each other.
At eight o'clock, a sound like a whistle suddenly came from the horizon, and Liu Duanhe looked up in the direction of the sound.
In the distance, far from the sea, a large expanse of colorful lights illuminated a Ferris wheel.
With a whoosh, fireworks burst forth in clusters against the night sky. The red, blue, and multicolored fireworks bloomed and fell like shooting stars, reflecting various colors onto the sea before them. At such close range, it was as if they were witnessing the fall of stars, first forming circles and then splashing out in lines, dazzling and romantic.
The true east wind at night releases a thousand trees of flowers, and blows down stars like rain.
Liu Duanhe murmured, "It looks like ball lightning."
The remaining people on the beach gasped in surprise.
Millions of sparks illuminated the beach as if it were daytime, and Liu Duanhe's eyes were filled with surprise. The shimmering light was clear and distinct, and exceptionally beautiful.
Half an hour later, the fireworks dissipated, but then starlight appeared next to the Ferris wheel, and the little lights pieced together to form the shape of a beating heart.
"It's a swarm of drones! Is someone confessing their love?"
Liu Duanhe originally thought he was ready, but when he vaguely heard the voices of others, he still felt embarrassed.
The light scattered like stardust, and the drone transformed into a boy carrying another boy on his back. As they walked, their hands clasped together, and fluffy white light drifted down like snowflakes.
As Liu Duanhe looked at the document, he suddenly realized that nearly half a year had passed, and they had known each other for two years.
To ensure aesthetic appeal, Feng Xingyun played out all the design schemes dozens of times and rehearsed today's scene countless times.
But after actually bringing Liu Duanhe along, he realized that all the rehearsals were just a placebo. Life is not a stage, and Liu Duanhe's reaction was completely beyond his rehearsal.
His heart was pounding wildly. Amidst the clamor of the crowd, he could only hear his own heartbeat. He saw Liu Duanhe's bright eyes and the unconscious smile on his lips, and he felt so nervous that his whole body was burning up.
Liu Duanhe stared at him, her lips moving a few times.
Feng Xingyun tried his best to hear what Liu Duanhe was saying. He stared intently at Liu Duanhe's every move, but in the end he said in frustration, "Xiao He, you can say it for another hundred years."
Seeing Liu Duanhe's surprised look, he belatedly said, "Xiao He, say it again."
His tongue was tied in knots and wouldn't obey him.
Liu Duanhe had poured all his patience into this moment. With a smile, he repeated, "Aren't you going to confess now?"
"A hundred years is unlikely, after all, I can't keep talking forever, you'll definitely get annoyed one day."
He was a little nervous, so he made a joke based on what he had said earlier.
Feng Xingyun instantly understood Liu Duanhe's meaning. Overwhelmed with joy, he was so surprised that he couldn't utter a single word.
All he could probably say now was yell, but Feng Xingyun still had some inhibitions, so he pursed his lips and held back.
But after hearing Liu Duanhe's joke, Feng Xingyun replied decisively, "I'm willing to listen to you talk for a lifetime, and I'll never get tired of it."
Liu Duanhe gazed at Feng Xingyun with a deep affection that seemed to have accumulated over millions of years. After a long while, he finally said, "I believe you."
The fireworks and drone show had ended, and apart from the confession in the pattern above, Feng Xingyun did not say anything.
The excitement faded, the crowd dispersed, and tranquility and darkness returned to this corner.
Liu Duanhe turned his head and asked in confusion, "Just now, with such a good opportunity, even I was controlled by my emotions. Why didn't we continue and go through the process?"
After the ceremony, of course, came the confession, and then a happy ending was reached amidst cheers and blessings from the crowd.
Feng Xingyun turned to look at him, "Because I don't want to force you to agree to me through other people's opinions, I just want your sincere answer."
Liu Duanhe smiled unconsciously and said softly, "Now there's no one else but you and me."
For him, there is no such thing as a haphazard, half-hearted arrangement, no ambiguity or confusion. The kind of relationship he wants is one that is clear and pure.
From the moment he offered that romantic compensation that he would never have agreed to, it was Liu Duanhe who followed his heart's choice.
Feng Xingyun carefully took Liu Duanhe's long, soft hand that was hanging by his side, knelt down on one knee, looked up at him, and solemnly said, "Liu Duanhe, I like you, I like you very much, I love you deeply. Can you promise me that you will be my boyfriend, my lover for life, so that I can accompany you, cherish you, and spend my life with you?"
For some reason, Liu Duanhe's eyes also began to sting as he listened to Feng Xingyun's sincere words. The stinging sensation made him gradually unable to see Feng Xingyun's appearance clearly. He turned his head to the side, and a tear suddenly fell.
I promise you.
Why are you kneeling down?
Feng Xingyun's lips curled into a smile. Although the tear hadn't actually fallen on him, it felt as if he had been burned by fire, causing him to cry out in pain. He choked out, "Because I don't know, I just instinctively wanted to kneel down."
This nonsensical answer made Liu Duanhe burst into laughter through his tears. He used the hand he was holding to pull Feng Xingyun up, "Get up, am I that scary?"
This slightly melancholic atmosphere left Liu Duanhe feeling lost. He knew that Feng Xingyun's words didn't mean that, but if he took it literally, Liu Duanhe would really lose face today.
He doesn't like to cry. Crying in his home, in the consensus of society, is a symbol of weakness. But people don't only want to cry when they feel wronged; there are many other situations that bring tears to their eyes.
Liu Duanhe tried his best to suppress his burning brain and constricting heart.
This time, clear watermarks fell on Feng Xingyun's arm, and he stared blankly at the gradually soaking marks.
He cupped Liu Duanhe's chin in his hands, reaching for his eyes, and murmured, "Xiao He."
"Xiaohe."
Liu Duanhe's face was lifted up. His eyes were like silver balls washed clean, sparkling and bright, with a hint of red at the corners. Even the tip of his nose was a little red, making him look so fragile and pitiful.
Liu Duanhe only met his gaze for a moment before raising her hand to cover her eyes, choking back tears as she asked, "What are you doing?"
Feng Xingyun didn't have those vulgar jokes in his mind that included saying "fuck you," so such words would only earn him Liu Duanhe's cold face.
So he simply and tenderly brushed Liu Duanhe's hand away, gently bit the tip of his nose, and then carefully moved it to his lips. He first kissed the corner of his lips, then gently rubbed his lips apart, his soft and sweet breath carrying the sweet taste of the juice Liu Duanhe had just drunk.
Her full lips were stained a deep red.
Feng Xingyun kissed each of the fingers that were resting on his eyes as if they were precious treasures. Liu Duanhe shrank back and curled up, unconsciously letting go of the hand covering his eyes.
Feng Xingyun kissed the corner of his eye and the center of his brow, caressing every inch of him. The warm feeling followed him like a shadow, and Liu Duanhe even became a little dazed, only able to hear their rapid breathing.
He then bit Liu Duanhe's ear tips, earlobes, her fair and slender neck, and her prominent Adam's apple.
Feng Xingyun suddenly said, "Xiao He, do you know that you have a small red mole next to your Adam's apple?"
Liu Duanhe always dressed formally and properly whenever he went out, buttoning up every button. He kept a distance from people, avoiding social interaction and never getting close to anyone. Feng Xingyun never had the chance to see him at his home.
So even he was seeing this for the first time. Feng Xingyun's voice was full of surprise. This red mole was on Liu Duanhe's body, not in any other place, but right next to his Adam's apple. It was a symbol of his maturing masculinity.
When Feng Xingyun thought that Liu Duanhe had agreed to be with him, and that his body and his love would belong to him from now on, he was so excited that he couldn't wait to mark Liu Duanhe and tell everyone that they were together. Only he could understand the thrill of being taken.
Without hesitation, Feng Xingyun circled the red mole and took a bite, but then carefully avoided using too much force.
He thought that just one tooth mark would be enough.
Even the lightest bite leaves a mark, so Liu Duanhe hissed in pain and said, "Don't bite."
Without hesitation, he looked up and bit Feng Xingyun's neck as well.
Feng Xingyun couldn't help but laugh, "Xiao He, you're so cute."
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The author's note: I've come here, writing about their love, and I can't help but shed tears. One sincere heart, two sincere hearts, what a precious existence.
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