Chapter 63 Half-Ripe Mulberries "I want to kiss you."
I will not regret it anymore, I will not avoid it anymore, and I will not push him out of my heart again and again.
I wasn't decisive enough from the beginning and allowed my emotions to run wild.
Now she wants to draw a clear line between them, but she can't do it.
…
The bathroom door was closed and the sound of water dripping could be heard.
Sang Fu was leaning against the headboard watching videos. Sheng Weiyao cared about this very much. She hoped that Sang Fu would take the time to watch all the videos she sent to her.
Sometimes she forgets and will save it for a few days before watching it together.
Sang Fu was replying to the messages one by one, when she suddenly received a message from Jun Jun: [Fufufufufufu——]
[Urgent, urgent, urgent, urgent, super urgent, need support!]
After all, they are of the same age, and it is not their turn to be called sisters. After Junjun became familiar with her, he called her as affectionately as possible.
Sang Fu immediately noticed the screen full of "urgent" and didn't dare to delay, so she replied immediately: "I'm here."
[What's wrong? What's the emergency?]
After a few seconds, Junjun replied: [Hey, one person is missing from the fourth row.]
Sanfu: "..."
Junjun: [I just contacted Weiyao, but she didn't even bother me. She even quit playing games after studying for her exams. It's terrifying.]
Sanfu can play games, and she's pretty good at it.
Maybe it’s because of her personality, she is good at staying calm and not being overwhelmed by emotions. So many times when other teammates were in a losing situation and their mentality collapsed, she was able to lead everyone to a comeback under high pressure.
When Sheng Weiyao was still active, she would often drag her and Junjun to play games together. When Sang Fu was not typing, she would play a few games to relax.
[If she doesn’t come, are you free to come?]
Junjun sent a "please please" emoji: [I've been bragging to them all about how good a friend of mine is at gaming.]
Sang Fu looked at the time. Zhuang Mowen had just gone into the bathroom to take a shower and wouldn't be out for a while, so it was more than enough time to play a normal game.
She wasn't sleepy yet, and she couldn't bear to see Junjun in such a difficult situation, so Sang Fu agreed: "Okay, then."
After she finished speaking, she logged into the game. Junjun quickly pulled her into the game team and turned on the microphone.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear me?"
She was probably talking into the microphone and it exploded.
Sanfu switched to the team microphone.
"I can hear you."
The other two girls also started speaking.
"Junjun, who are you calling? Why do I feel like I've heard this voice somewhere before?"
"I think so too. Is this young lady you pulled someone we all know?"
Junjun understood Sangfu's personality and knew that she was socially anxious, so he didn't let her speak. He quickly stepped forward to introduce her. The two teammates were members of the club at the time and had participated in the filming of the promotional video.
They suddenly realized: "Oh! Oh oh oh! It's you!"
After entering the game, Sangfu turned on the microphone again. Junjun liked to call her, and Sangfu would occasionally respond, then control the game character to rush over to protect her.
This round was a favorable one for her and ended faster than Sangfu had imagined. When the victory settlement interface appeared, she saw that the time number had only changed to a single digit.
Back in the room, several girls were begging her, "Please take it with you."
"One more round."
"Last round, last round."
Sang Fu was a person who was soft-hearted and could not stand soft words. She was wearing headphones, and now the honey-like voice poured into her ears, making Sang Fu almost lose her way.
The "Exit Room" button was right at her fingertips. She pursed her lips, thought about it, and finally moved her fingertips away.
Glancing towards the bathroom again, Sanfu held the phone in her hand, her gaze returning to the screen. She hesitated for a moment, hummed, and agreed in a low voice: "It really is the last round."
They cheered, “Yeah!”
Halfway through the game, Sangfu was concentrating on watching the movements of the characters above, and she didn't hear when the sound of water in the bathroom stopped or when the bathroom door opened.
until--
"How long do you want to play?"
Zhuang Mowen's voice suddenly rang out.
It was like thunder exploding in her ears. Sangfu's brain instantly froze and she subconsciously turned off the screen of her phone.
The background sound of the game and the scattered chatter of teammates were instantly obliterated from my ears.
She just realized how quiet the bedroom was.
Sang Fu raised her head, Zhuang Mowen leaned over to take the phone from the bedside, and was about to go to the cloakroom.
He is very organized and will hang out the clothes he will wear the next day separately in the evening to improve his efficiency in the morning.
Before Zhuang Mowen took a step, he suddenly realized something and turned his head to look at her, finding it funny.
Is it that scary? He just asked casually, but she was so scared that she turned off the screen of her phone.
Sang Fu also realized that she was overreacting. She took off one earphone, turned on her phone, lowered her eyes to stare at the screen, and said with forced naturalness: "Maybe ten minutes."
Zhuang Mowen: "Okay."
He didn't say anything else, just threw back the quilt, got into bed, and leaned against her side.
Sang Fu couldn't help but tilt her head and saw him raise his hand and pull out a book with an ink-black cover from the bedside table. It was all in English and it was not very clear, but she could vaguely tell that it was related to quantum mechanics.
After Zhuang Mowen moved back, he added a lot of his books to the master bedroom.
The book didn't look brand new. He probably had read it more than once, flipping through it casually without starting from the first page.
Perhaps because she was right next to him, her glance was very noticeable. Before Sang Fu looked away, Zhuang Mowen looked over.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Sanfu paused: "When do you go to bed?"
Zhuang Mowen asked her, "When do you go to bed?"
Sangfu was embarrassed: "Let's end this round."
Zhuang Mowen raised his eyes slightly and smiled: "Well, then this round is over."
Sang Fu turned her head away, staring at the game interface that showed it was reconnecting. Her ears felt hot, as if the warmth from the bath hadn't worn off yet. "Okay."
When we enter the game again, it enters a fierce stage.
She had been offline for a long time, and the system automatically logged her out of the game. Several teammates had been looking for her for a long time, and they all thought she would never come back.
"Xiao Fu, where did you go just now?"
Sang Fu stumbled over an excuse: "The network is bad and the connection is disconnected."
Because he was reading beside her, she lowered her voice even more.
After he finished speaking, Zhuang Mowen turned his head and looked at her.
Sangfu was clueless and just said to them, "I'm sorry."
It was just a game, they were just having fun, no one blamed them, and no one doubted Sangfu's reasoning, and they all comforted her:
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm back."
"Yeah, who hasn't been disconnected before? It's normal!"
Sang Fu breathed a sigh of relief. She was controlling the actions of the game character and was just getting a little immersed in the game when she heard a girl ask with a smile, "Xiao Fu, who was that man just now?"
She paused abruptly: "What?"
"Oh, we all heard it. Just before you went offline, a man asked you how much longer you were going to play. Who was he?"
At first, they didn't realize that Sangfu was offline. They just heard the man's voice and started discussing it. After asking Sangfu for a long time without any response, they saw the offline prompt pop up by the system.
Among the three people, only Junjun happened to know that Sangfu was married. She was usually carefree and knew clearly what she could and could not say.
So she pretended not to know.
Zhuang Mowen's attention was no longer on the book.
This book is a classic in the field of physics, but he has read it over and over again many times, and the content has long been memorized. He usually uses it to pass the time before going to bed, so it makes no difference whether he reads it or not.
He leaned lazily against the head of the bed, his eyes fixed on Sanfu.
Even when she was playing games, she sat very well and quietly, with just her legs bent and her phone resting lightly on her knees.
The game characters on the screen were far away from the battlefield and were very leisurely, but Sangfu's movements silently revealed her nervousness. Her fingers were stiff and even her lips were unconsciously pursed.
It seemed like someone said something to her in the headphones.
Zhuang Mowen looked away and looked at her red ears thoughtfully.
After a while, he heard her murmur.
"...Yes, it's my husband."
Zhuang Mowen was slightly startled.
…
After the game finally ended, Sangfu quickly turned off her phone and ran away.
Her palms were full of sticky sweat, which she couldn't bear. She was also afraid that Zhuang Mowen would ask her about what happened just now, so she simply got out of bed and washed her hands.
After washing for several minutes, she finally calmed down and went out.
Zhuang Mowen was still leaning in his original position, his eyes raised as she appeared.
Sangfu avoided his gaze, walked over, sat down on the other side, and lay back down.
"Okay," she turned her back, closed her eyes tightly, and urged him calmly, "You can turn off the lights and go to bed."
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Mowen didn't ask anything. He just heard "OK" and then turned on the light.
After the room fell into darkness, it seemed to be absorbed into the vast night outside the window. Inexplicably, it seemed even quieter than before the lights were turned off.
The breathing, heartbeat, and the movement of the man lying down were all extremely clear.
Just as Sangfu's heartbeat returned to normal, she suddenly felt a warm breath on the back of her neck.
The distance between them unknowingly became closer.
Her eyelashes trembled and she opened her eyes.
His breath was like steam rising from the bathroom, falling on my skin and giving off a scorching heat.
My waist felt heavy.
Her mind was in a mess and without thinking, she grabbed his hand under the quilt.
To be precise, it should be his forearm.
Zhuang Mowen's arms were strong and muscular, and she could feel the firm muscles. She clenched her fingers, and she couldn't tell if she had grasped half a circle.
"you……"
She subconsciously wanted to turn over, but when she thought of him behind her and imagined the scene after turning over in her mind, Sanfu immediately gave up.
"You promised me last night, have you forgotten?"
Sang Fu said weakly: "I don't remember, what did I promise you?"
She's serious.
Zhuang Mowen kindly told her: "You can hold me while I sleep."
“…”
Sangfu really couldn't remember anything about this, but she wasn't sure if it hadn't happened either, it was just a vague idea.
The warmth from his body passed through, both of them were wearing pajamas, and the thin fabric made the hug more intimate than any before.
Through the fabric, she seemed to be able to feel his hot skin.
After a brief moment of surprise, I was overwhelmed by a sense of security.
Sanfu didn't speak for a long time.
She suddenly thought of the dream she had last night.
The hug that fascinated her.
So...it wasn't a dream?
Before realizing that it was not a dream, Sanfu was enjoying it with peace of mind, and was still looking forward to the dream coming back, hoping to dream of that hug again so that she could sleep well.
Sanfu let go of his arm, still letting him hold her waist. She tried to relax her tense and stiff body.
"Who were you playing games with just now?"
"A friend I met at Jiada University."
Zhuang Mowen hummed, "Is it that boy?"
Sanfu: "What boy?"
When Zhuang Mo heard her answer, he was stunned for a moment, then he laughed softly.
No further explanation is needed, her rhetorical question is the answer.
He simply agreed with her and said, "Well, no, I was just talking nonsense."
"And then, you told them about our relationship?"
"No," Sanfu whispered, "They heard you talking, so they asked me who you were."
Later they also casually commented that the voice was very nice and similar to the voice of Professor Zhuang from their school.
However, Sangfu didn't dare to respond to that sentence. Fortunately, it was already the settlement stage at that time, and she hurriedly logged off as soon as the game ended.
"Oh," he said, his voice a little muffled, but the smile in his tone was a little deeper.
He gently tightened his arms, holding her closer.
"Go to sleep."
There was no moon tonight, and the night seemed very dark. Moreover, her body was unnaturally warm, which made people feel sleepy.
Sangfu obediently closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.
…
As the days go by, spring begins to take over the city and the breath of winter gradually fades away.
After dinner, Sang Fu had nothing to do, so she and Zhuang Mowen took Chuyi out for a walk.
Unknowingly, I approached the nearby park again.
She has been to this park many times, from unfamiliar to familiar. Just like everything in Jinyuan, it has a different meaning to her than it did at the beginning.
They passed a bench where they had last sat, before Sanfu's new book was due. They sat there and she asked him about his grandfather, thinking about divorce.
Now, Sang Fu suddenly realized that she had not thought about the word "divorce" for a long time, and she had not imagined her life after separating from Zhuang Mowen for a long time.
He invaded her life step by step, without making a big noise or causing any terrible upheaval. He was like a breeze blowing across the lake, light wherever he went, but no matter how light, it would still cause ripples on the water.
Chuyi refused to leave. Sangfu even suspected that she hadn't kept an eye on it the last time she brought it here, and that it had already marked this area.
"Please sit down." Zhuang Mowen said.
They sat on the park bench, arm's length away from each other.
Chuyi also sat obediently next to the bench, not running around, staring at the lawn in the distance, no one knew what he was looking at.
As the sun sets, new buds sprout on the branches, the lingering spring breeze spreads, and all things in the world begin to come alive.
Like Chuyi, Sangfu was staring into the distance.
"There's an old park near my house, too." She rarely initiates conversation, but this time she did. Her voice was slow and soothing. "When my parents aren't home, I go sit there after dinner. It doesn't seem like I sit there for long before it gets dark and my aunt comes looking for me."
Zhuang Mowen turned his head and looked at her eyebrows, eyes and facial features, and the family photo he had seen in her bedroom before appeared in his mind.
There is almost no difference between her childhood and her current appearance, except that she was more immature and loved to laugh more.
He still remembered the curved eyebrows and eyes of her in that photo.
"What are you sitting there for?" he asked.
Sanfu said, "Just sit there, watch, and listen."
"So what did you see and hear?"
Sanfu paused and said nothing.
Zhuang Mowen didn't ask any more questions, but followed her gaze.
A family of three walked hand in hand along the river bank, talking and laughing. The child was about seven or eight years old, holding his father's hand with one hand and his mother's hand with the other.
Sanfu looked at it calmly for a while and then looked away.
He sat quietly for a moment longer, his calf being rubbed.
She lowered her head, smiled, and rubbed Chuyi's face.
In the past, she only dared to touch the head, but now she is not afraid even if she touches Chuyi’s nose.
"Sanfu."
She turned around, straightened up, and continued smiling: "Huh?"
"You said you wouldn't push me away again."
Sanfu said, "I remember this."
"Yeah." Zhuang Mowen turned his head to look at her. The orange light of the setting sun outlined his deep features. He stared at her, his dark eyes filled with deep emotions.
"What's the meaning?"
Sang Fu was stunned by the question: "Just... literally."
"That's it." He nodded.
At this time, the park is full of people, mostly elderly people and children, but relatively few young people.
A breeze from afar blew through them. Zhuang Mowen narrowed his eyes slightly, but his gaze never left her face.
"I want to kiss you."
Sang Fu was stunned again, and her heart skipped a beat.
Her heartbeat was so rapid that she easily lost her composure, so she held it in for a long time before uttering a garbled reply: "Now?"
"Well, now."
After he finished speaking, there was a long silence.
Sangfu scratched the wooden chair lightly with her fingertips.
For the first time, she lowered her eyelashes and looked at his lips.
His lips did not appear frail either; they were a healthy light color, had a nice shape, and had clear and gentle lip lines.
Sanfu swallowed unconsciously.
Reason reminded her: "But there are people behind..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang Fu's cheek was covered by his palm, and his broad palm completely blocked her profile.
Sunset, dusk.
The fiery glow of the sunset clouds spread across the earth, stretching their shadows very long.
Between the wooden chairs, the tall shadow moved closer to another shadow.
The shadows of the trees sway.
Zhuang Mowen held her face and gave her a light kiss on the lips.
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The author has something to say: I actually wanted Zhuang to say something like, "I will always be with you and you will never be alone again." But these vows, if not written well, would feel a bit empty, so I'd better let him continue to do more and show more.
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