The body in Lin Feng's arms was warm, with a familiar, faint fragrance mixed with the cold scent of snow.
The fabric of the down jacket is smooth and cool, but even through the clothes, I can clearly feel Meng Qing's rapid heartbeat and slight trembling.
Meng Qing was obviously also very frightened. She leaned on his chest in shock, her warm breath brushing rapidly across his neck.
Both of them froze, and neither of them moved immediately.
Through the thick winter clothes, the long-lost, unforgettable sense of closeness, like an unexpected warm current, surged through every part of my body.
Countless fragments of memories of hugging each other exploded in my mind, sweet, warm, and parting memories... one after another.
His arms unconsciously tightened a little, and his chin almost touched the soft fur on the brim of her hat.
This embrace is a lost harbor that has been recovered, and a fortress that isolates one from the wind and snow.
The wind and snow seemed to be even stronger, whimpering and swirling above the frozen lake, rolling up fine snow foam that hit people's faces and brought a biting chill.
But this coldness could not penetrate into the small space where they embraced each other.
How long did the hug last? Three seconds? Five seconds? Or even shorter? It felt long, yet it was as short as the blink of a snowflake.
Meng Qing seemed to be burned by the excessive closeness, and her body trembled slightly.
She took a deep breath, put her hands on Lin Feng's chest, and stood up with a panicked force.
"Thank...thank you." Meng Qing's voice was low and hoarse, and her eyes dropped quickly.
Staring at the tips of his boots covered in snow, an unnatural blush appeared on his face, he didn't know if it was because of the cold or something else.
She quickly turned around, with her back to Lin Feng, and tried to keep her voice steady as she spoke: "Let's go, the view ahead... the view ahead is better on the Ming City Wall."
After saying that, Meng Qing no longer looked at Lin Feng, and walked straight towards the lakeshore.
His footsteps were a little quick, and his back looked a little hasty and embarrassed in the wind and snow, as if he was eager to escape from the moment of loss of control just now.
Lin Feng stood there in a daze, the cold air filling his lungs again, bringing with it a stinging sense of clarity.
He looked at her hurriedly leaving back, and the two new lines of footprints on the snow, with a messy look as if they were in a hurry to draw a clear line.
He took a slow, deep breath. The cold air stung his nostrils and also awakened a certain urge to indulge.
He stood up and followed her, stepping on the footprints she left.
The thick blue bricks of the city wall stood silently in the wind and snow.
Climbing up the city wall along the slightly steep horse path, the view suddenly opens up.
The snowstorm hit us in the face, even more violently than on the lake, blowing snow particles into our face, causing a sharp pain.
The two walked side by side along the broad battlements, the thick snow making a dull crunching sound under their feet. No one spoke.
The accident that happened on the ice of Xuanwu Lake just now was like an invisible boulder standing between the two of them.
Silence fermented in the wind and snow, carrying a suffocating tension.
Lin Feng could clearly hear his own heavy heartbeat and Meng Qing's slightly rapid breathing beside him.
Every time their eyes accidentally met, it seemed to carry a weak electric current and was quickly avoided by both of them in panic.
The wind suddenly became violent at the corner of the ancient city wall.
A strong airflow rushed towards the two of them without warning!
The view was instantly completely obscured by the white snow fog, and the strong wind made it impossible for people to stand steadily.
Lin Feng subconsciously stretched out his arm and put his arm around Meng Qing's slightly thin shoulders.
He gently pulled her towards him, used his body to block her, and protected Meng Qing behind him.
The two of them were so close that they could clearly feel each other's warm breath.
The slight panting from running just now blended into the cold air.
Meng Qing's cheek was almost touching his neck, and the fluff on the brim of his hat rubbed against his chin, bringing a subtle but distinct tingling sensation.
The wind and snow howled and raged wildly behind and beside them, blowing up thousands of piles of snow foam and blurring the boundary between heaven and earth.
But in this brief and chaotic haven created by wind and snow, the world became strangely quiet.
Lin Feng lowered his head.
Meng Qing was forced to slightly raise her face, her long eyelashes were covered with tiny snow crystals, like two rows of trembling, fragile crystal curtains.
The wind and snow formed a misty vortex in her clear pupils.
His own face was clearly reflected there, which was also filled with astonishment and a kind of irrepressible burning desire brought about by the wind and snow.
The two of them were too close.
It was so close that Lin Feng could clearly see the tiny hairs on Meng Qing’s nose, which was slightly red from the cold.
Meng Qing was so close that she could count every melting snow grain on Lin Feng's eyelashes.
Her warm breath brushed against his lips, bringing with it a familiar and deadly temptation.
The accumulated longing, the suppressed throbbing after the reunion, the aftershocks of that brief hug on the icy lake...all the complex and surging emotions gathered and boiled at this moment, breaking down the dam of reason.
An irresistible impulse seized him.
His body seemed to be out of the control of his brain, and he was almost acting on the most primitive instinct.
He tilted his head slightly, and slowly and irresistibly moved closer to those lips that were so close and moving slightly...
Time was infinitely stretched, and every second seemed as long as a century.
The wind and snow swirled and roared madly around them.
Just when his breath was about to completely envelope her and his cold lips were about to touch the source of warmth -
Meng Qing's eyes, which reflected the wind and snow and his reflection, trembled violently.
I was suddenly awakened from a thrilling dream.
She gasped quickly and with a hint of broken breath. Her voice was as light as a snowflake blown away by the wind, but it clearly penetrated the noise of the wind and snow and reached Lin Feng's eardrum:
"Lin Feng...I don't want this."
Lin Feng stopped approaching and hovered just a millimeter away.
The wind and snow were still roaring and tearing wildly in my ears, rolling up the snow on the city walls to form a series of chaotic white whirlpools.
Lin Feng asked: "Why, I can feel your love."
"But, Lin Feng, what is our relationship now?" Meng Qing finally let down her guard and asked.
Lin Feng pursed his lips and was about to speak, but Meng Qing spoke first: "Actually, I don't hate you at all. I have always been looking forward to you coming to me, but you looked confused just now."
"It's not like that, I just..." Lin Feng didn't know what to say for a moment.
Meng Qing gently shook her head and said with a smile: "I thought my attitude today would make you retreat."
She swallowed her breath. Hurting Lin Feng's heart like this would hurt her own heart as well.
"Lin Feng, don't confess to me." Meng Qing said
Lin Feng suddenly felt a little confused.
"You know I have no resistance to you. If you confess to me, I will definitely agree." Meng Qing looked at Lin Feng.
"I don't want to forgive you so easily." Meng Qing said.
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