Taking fashion photos sounds romantic and beautiful, but it's actually a very tiring and monotonous job. The photographer constantly shouts and directs the model, the model constantly changes clothes and poses in various positions, the makeup artist constantly touches up the makeup, and the assistant constantly adjusts the lighting and tidies up the clothes and props. Xincheng has to constantly compare and adjust the photos that have been taken well, making adjustments and modifications at any time. As usual, they work until late at night, and everyone is exhausted before Yan Xuhui finally announces the end of work and lets everyone rest.

  April Garden is not far from Xindi's residence, Xincheng thanked Yan Xuhui for sending her off and didn't bother to call a car. She walked alone along the streets of the old city district, this area has good public security, the crisscrossing roads she was already familiar with long ago. She liked the feeling of walking slowly by herself on cool nights.

  She stopped in front of a pancake house that was about to close, bought egg tarts and Haagen-Dazs, two sweet treats that she and Xindai both loved. She carried them in her hand, then went to the convenience store next door to buy a chocolate ice cream cone and ate while walking. Turning around a street corner, she lifted her head and stopped in her tracks.

  Lu Fei stood not far away under the dim street lamp, his face half hidden in the darkness, his shadow stretched obliquely and cast on the sidewalk. This scene was unmistakably familiar to her, as he had once stood in the same position waiting for her. But when was that? She stopped in her tracks, lost in thought.

  It's been too long ago, I don't know if it's because my memory is vague or the situation in front of me is a bit dizzy, everything seems not real enough, just like turning around the corner and walking home, but suddenly entering a certain dream.

  Xin Chen first walked to one side, threw the remaining half of the ice cream cone into a trash can by the road, then turned around and walked towards him, "Hello, Lu Fei, what's up?"

  Lu Fei looked at her, his thin lips tightly closed and not speaking, the lines of his jaw clenched as if he was trying to suppress some intense emotion. She was a bit surprised and asked in puzzlement: "What's wrong?" Not getting an answer, she thought for a moment and then said: "Actually, I didn't plan on specifically going to say those unnecessary words, but since you're here, I think it's better to make things clear."

  She looked at him seriously, "Maybe Leiqing told you something that made you misunderstand. What he said to you was true, but please don't miss a premise. At that time on Taibai Mountain, I had a high fever and probably anyone would have called their mom in such an unlucky situation, but I didn't have a mom to call. As for what I said at the time, even I don't know myself. I think I shouldn't be held responsible for nonsense spoken while sick, so please don't take that seriously, okay?"

  Lu Fei remained silent, staring at her intently. Xin Chen continued helplessly, "I started backpacking in college, and my decision to go to Qinling had nothing to do with you. Getting sick was just an accident. Before and after that, I've encountered even more dangerous situations, like this time in Tibet when our car got a flat tire on the mountain road and almost lost control. Do I need to find someone to take responsibility for that too? You should know without me explaining that these situations are unavoidable and also part of the thrill of outdoor activities. If you want me to feel guilty about it, I think that's just making a big deal out of nothing. After all, we've been apart for a long time, and we're both adults who take responsibility for our own actions. As for your situation with your fiancée, please don't drag me into it. I don't like being approached by strangers to negotiate."

  "Three years ago you went to Beijing, why didn't you want to see me?" Lu Fei finally spoke up, his voice low and subdued.

  Xin Chen frowned, "Why do I have to see you? Alright, let me explain again. I went to Beijing for a job, and the work is fine, but I hate the northern climate, it's too dry and windy, so I came back. Isn't that clear enough?"

  Lu Fei stared at her, his eyes sharp and different from usual, while Xin Chen didn't avoid or yield, looking back at him with a pair of eyes that didn't have a single ripple. After a long time, Lu Fei sighed, "Xiao Chen, why do you want to be like this? You won't even call me when we're face to face."

  Xin Chen's face suddenly turned pale, and after a long pause, she smiled, her smile cold and distant. "It's really a miracle, after three years, you suddenly remember that we faced each other before, but it's already a past event, there's no point in bringing it up again."

  "Your face was completely covered, and I really didn't recognize you. If it wasn't for reading Yan Xuhui's blog, I probably would never have known that you came to Beijing looking for me. Even if you had just called out my name, everything would be different. Were the angry words we said as teenagers really so important?"

  "Fine, just think I'm sulking all the time." Xincheng turned to leave, but Lu Fei grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

  "Xiao Chen, at that time, I and Ruo Ye were just ordinary friends."

  "This doesn't need to be explained to me, we've been apart for so long, I've had more than one boyfriend, and you having ordinary friends, girlfriends, and a fiancée are all completely normal." Xincheng said calmly.

  "I indeed deserve punishment, Xiao Chen, but you shouldn't punish me by quietly leaving on your own."

  Xin Chen slightly narrowed his eyes and smiled, with a hint of sarcasm. "Do you really want to force me to thoroughly expose my own insignificance in front of you, Lu Fei? Alright then, I'll play along. I ran to find you, neurotically misunderstanding your pure friendship with someone else, and gave up on finding a good job, slinking back home with my tail between my legs. Not only that, when I heard you were coming back, I ran again, this time even more ridiculously, almost losing my life in the process. Is this version dramatic and sensational enough for you?"

  Before she could finish, Lu Fei's arm wrapped around her, pulling her into his embrace. He used a lot of force, and she was caught off guard, dragged into his arms. One hand tightly encircled her waist, while the other pressed her head against his chest, a habitual gesture from when he used to hold her. His voice, husky with pain, came from above her head, "Don't say any more, Xiao Chen, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have stayed abroad after graduation and hurt your heart."

  Xin Chen's face was pressed against his chest, and even through the shirt, she could feel the intense pounding there. She lost her senses for a moment, and memories from past days surged up like a tidal wave, sweeping over her from head to toe with a tingling sensation, leaving her suddenly without the strength to struggle, and she could only lean softly against him.

  However, what filled her breath was the faint scent of aftershave and shower gel on him. This was the aura emitted by a mature man, not the big boy she had been familiar with and willing to indulge in during her youth. Realizing this, she adjusted her smile, making an effort to look up at him, his hand still resting on the back of her head, his fingers inserted into her hair, holding her in place.

  For years, the two of them had never been so close to each other, their eyes locked in a deep gaze. His profound eyes were filled with complex emotions - pain, sorrow, and helplessness - which were so intense that she could no longer maintain her mocking expression. The smile on her face was like a broken leaf blown away by the wind, slowly leaving her countenance.

  "Sorry, Lu Fei, I forgot that you always take responsibility on yourself. Now I have a terrible sense of humor and like to make jokes that aren't funny at all, so don't take it seriously." She said calmly, "It's not what you think. I admit, I did go looking for you, just because I knew you were in Beijing too and wanted to see you. But when I really saw you, I felt a bit awkward, suddenly realizing that we had parted ways long ago, hadn't seen each other for years, and were basically strangers now. Everyone has their own life, I have no right to show up uninvited after saying goodbye, so I left, it's just that simple. I didn't say anything before because I didn't want to complicate things."

  Lu Fei gazed deeply at her, under the streetlight, her face was slender, with a pointed chin, and had lost the baby fat of her youth, no longer having that plump and round appearance like a ripe peach. At this moment, she calmly met his gaze, her eyes still clear as water, without the loving and affectionate expression she used to reveal in front of him. Her voice was crisp and gentle, seeming calm and peaceful, without any hint of resentment. Lu Fei only felt the pain in his heart intensify, his fingers on the back of her head involuntarily tightening, she could feel the sudden pressure from his long fingers, but she just stood there motionless.

  "You don't want to mention it again, Xiao Chen," he said softly.

  He fully understood that her clear and logical response seemed reasonable on the surface but was actually evasive, downplaying, and perfunctory.

  Standing still in the wind and sand of Beijing for several hours, keeping silent when facing him and Ji Ruochen, leaving Beijing alone to return home, and avoiding him alone to go hiking. This is not just a simple anger or sulking, she probably just gave up. He has many questions stuck in his mind: What were you thinking when you stood there alone? Have you really lost hope in me? What did you write on the hood of my car that day? Have you finally erased me from your heart? But he clearly knows he has no right to ask anything more, and can't bear to touch her possibly healed wounds.

  Xin Chen seemed to have let out a sigh of relief, apparently satisfied with the way things had been settled. She gently struggled free from his embrace and took a step back, "Let's agree not to mention anything about the past again, especially don't drag me into your entanglement with your fiancée. My upbringing isn't exactly good, I'm afraid I don't have much patience for repeatedly explaining things to people."

  "There's no need for you to explain anything else, I'll take full responsibility for the trouble I've caused."

  Xin Chen nodded, "That's good, it's getting late, I'll head home first, see you later."

  Before she could turn around, Lu Fei stretched out a hand to stop her again. "Wait until I can face you again, Xiao Chen. Let's start anew, okay?"

  Xin Chen opened her eyes wide and looked at him. After a long time, she smiled politely, "This is not a good suggestion, Lu Fei, I've said it before, let's not mention the past again."

  "I promise I won't ask again about things you don't want to mention."

  "But can we just pretend that nothing happened, and start all over again as if we'd never met before?" She shrugged. "No, Lu Fei, you're probably still the same as before, but I really can't keep up this innocent girl act anymore."

  "Do you think I'm a pedophile who likes little girls? The one I love is you, Xiao Chen, the past you, the present you, only you."

  Xin Chen's fingers, holding the food bag, unconsciously clenched into a fist. She clearly remembered that in the past when they were together, that introverted boy who was beyond his age had never told her he loved her. He just gazed at her lovingly and took care of her, and she was confident and content with his tenderness, not needing words to affirm her possession. But today, when everything has changed, a belated confession came, and her fingernails unknowingly dug into her palm.

  Lu Fei continued, "I've always been introverted, taking my emotions too seriously, thinking that some things don't need to be said. If you hadn't kissed me at 15, I wouldn't have known what I would have missed out on in this life. Now, I'm not qualified to ask for more from you, I just want to ask you for a chance."

  "You may not be infatuated with me, but your understanding of me is still stuck at 15 years old." Xincheng smiled again, narrowing his eyes. "Yes, I was crazy back then. As long as I liked someone, I wouldn't hesitate to assume others felt the same way. I don't regret being so crazy, but you can't expect me to stay 15 forever. I'm 25 now, Lu Fei, and I've had many relationships, even discussed marriage with someone. We haven't seen each other in over seven years, and that time in Beijing doesn't count. Now when you tell me you love me, all I can say is thank you, sorry, but my love isn't strong enough to withstand the test of time and distance. And there's one thing that hasn't changed about me - I still don't have the habit of waiting for someone to turn back."

  "Xiao Chen, look at me now, a man approaching 30 years old. I've been loving one girl all along, but kept losing her, and also wronged another person, making both others' and my own life a mess. Do you think I'd be arrogant enough to ask you to wait for me here?"

  He gazed at him, his facial features still clear and bright, with a mature flavor of his sharp five senses, but his expression was anxious and bitter, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a faint blue stubble on his chin. She couldn't superimpose this face onto the warm and gentle big boy in her memory, so she could only smile. "You let your guilt spread, confusing yourself, even willing to cancel the engagement to make up for me. But I don't think you have anything to be guilty about, nor do I think I need compensation. Whether or not you're being fair to your fiancée is none of my business, but using an emotion I don't need to compensate me isn't fair either."

  "Obligation? I admit I have, but do you think my feelings for you are just a simple obligation?" Lu Fei looked at her and said softly, "Don't rush to conclude my feelings, Xiao Chen, nor should you rush to reject me. Give me some time."

  Xin Chen smiled faintly, "Don't ask me for time, Lu Fei, I can't give it to you. Your suggestion doesn't appeal to me, my age hasn't been wasted, and I'm no longer that little girl who needs to cling to someone to feel secure. Nowadays, when I fall in love with someone, what I want is happiness and joy. With you, this feeling is too heavy, I can't bear it, so let's just forget it."

  Lu Fei held her hand, prying open the fingers she had clenched into a fist, and took the food bag. He gazed at her hand, still slender, but with several deep crescent-shaped nail marks on her palm. He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed it lightly. "No matter what you want, I'll do my best to give it to you. If I try my best and can't meet your requirements, you can refuse me. Anytime, any reason, I accept."

  "I've said it before, I've never allowed myself to be an unwelcome guest in someone else's life after growing up. Similarly, I don't welcome unwelcome guests in my own life." Xincheng sighed and rubbed his hands together, tired and helpless, "Your decision, I can't control it, but I can tell you clearly that I won't change my plans for you. What you want to do, sorry, that's your business."

  Lu Fei looked dejected when he came in, and Xin Di had been accumulating many questions. However, seeing his expression, she could only sigh, "Chenzi is still working overtime at the April Garden and hasn't returned yet. She went to Beijing to find you, but you didn't even know?"

  "I didn't recognize her." Lu Fei said quietly after a moment of silence.

  Xin Di thought of the photos on Yan Xuhui's blog and was speechless for a moment. Of course, every year in late March, Beijing hosts a large clothing exhibition and fashion week. She had attended it every year since her sophomore year in college until she started working. She had even caught two sandstorms, with yellow dust everywhere, and everyone wrapped up tightly, wearing big masks and sunglasses. As the little girl from the design department at Suomei said before leaving the house, "Even my own mother wouldn't be able to recognize me!" The hotel they stayed in was right in front of a windy area, and when they went out to hail a taxi, she, being petite, was suddenly blown by the wind and stuck to the wall with a loud "slap". Her colleagues who were standing next to her couldn't help but burst out laughing, covering their mouths, already with a mouthful of sand.

  If the photo of Xin Chen wasn't posted on Yan Xuhui's blog, she wouldn't have recognized him. After calling Lu Fei in the afternoon, she immediately called Yan Xuhui to interrogate him: "Old Yan, three years ago when I was also on a business trip in Beijing, we met almost every day at the National Exhibition and Fashion Week press conference, why didn't you tell me that Chenzi had gone to Beijing?"

  After Yan Xuhui figured out what she was saying, Qu Chu exclaimed: "Xin Chen didn't let me say it, she came and interviewed everywhere, saying that she must find a good job before talking to you. Who knew that after finding a good job, she suddenly said she wanted to go back, and also told me not to mention her coming to Beijing to you."

  Xin Di was stunned, she of course knew the stubbornness hidden behind Xin Chen's usual cheerfulness. Yan Xuhui let out a long sigh on the other end of the phone, "Honestly, Xin Di, at that time I really wanted to keep her, I even confessed my feelings to her, I liked her and hoped she would be my girlfriend, stay in Beijing, I would definitely cherish her well. But she just shook her head, saying if she couldn't pay back with the same emotions, she wouldn't casually pretend to care about someone's true heart again."

  Xin Di hung up the phone and wasn't in a good mood. David Fan called to ask her out for dinner, but she turned him down gruffly.

  Lu Fei sat for a while and was about to leave, Xin Di knew he must be going out to wait for Xin Chen, and didn't try to stop him. "I'm not quite sure if showing you Yan Xuhui's three-year-old blog is the right thing to do, it's very clear that Chenzi doesn't want others to mention this matter again."

  Lu Fei looked down, "I know, but what I want isn't her forgiveness. She's been shouldering this burden alone for so long, no matter what, it's my turn now."

  Xin Di watched him go downstairs, the once straight and proud figure now exuding desolation. She could only reconfirm that complicated emotions meant nothing to others, but to her, it was still better to avoid them if possible.

  She took a bath, changed into her pajamas, made some popcorn in the microwave, poured herself half a glass of red wine, snuggled up on the couch to watch fashion shows one after another, with a sketchpad on her lap and a pencil in hand, drawing down any inspiration that struck her. This was her weekend ritual, which she had always found most comfortable and relaxing, more so than any date.

  Xin Chen took the key and opened the door, walked in and handed the food bag to Xin Di. Xin Di cheered and took out a big mouthful of harrow, "I love eating this family's harrow, always too lazy to go buy it. Ah, you look very tired, did Lao Yan rush the job too much?"

  "It's okay, he has a lot of contracts on hand, of course, he has to rush. In the next few days, after finishing shooting April Garden, he will enter the studio." Xincheng sat down beside her, picked up an egg tart and ate it, "I don't have to follow him around every day either."

  Xin Di moved the pencil between her fingers, looking at a rough sketch on the drawing board. The simple face was still Xin Chen's, with bright eyebrows and eyes. She had drawn this face so many times that it had become second nature to her, without needing any thought. But now, looking at the calm and emotionless Xin Chen beside her, she felt some doubt. Was the person she drew really Xin Chen? Or was it the 16-year-old Xin Chen who she thought was invincible in her youth, or a phantom born from her imagination of a passionate and reckless youth?

  "What are you thinking about? You're not even paying attention to the press conference, and instead you're staring at me." Xincheng had long been accustomed to his older cousin's modeling, and wasn't afraid of her scrutinizing gaze.

  She really is calm and unruffled, Xīn Dí sighed in defeat, and could only look back at the TV, suddenly losing her smile, indicating that Xīn Chén should also take a look. On the screen was the finale of the fashion show, an emaciated old man wearing sunglasses and black clothes came out to take his final bow, surrounded by people on both sides. Xīn Chén didn't have much concept of fashion, so naturally he didn't know who this great master was.

  "Karl Lagerfeld, known as the 'Caesar' of the fashion world, is over sixty years old. It's said that he lost around forty kilograms in thirteen months and now wears Dior Homme, a brand that suits only those with a lamppost-like figure."

  "You also said that I'm self-abusing by climbing mountains. In my opinion, this old man is the one who's being harsh on himself."

  "Hmm, looking at him and then at us, munching on popcorn and drinking red wine, almost asleep but still eating hot dogs and egg tarts, suddenly felt very happy."

  Xin Chen licked the egg tart crumbs on her fingers, admitting that she was right. "Yes, I've always thought that if you don't set your expectations too high, it's not hard to find happiness. As long as you're not intentionally making things difficult for yourself, the chances of turning your life into a tragedy are relatively low."

  "But the requirements are not high, will I miss out on more worthwhile people and things?"

  "After all, the more you grow up, the more you know that it's not easy to put in effort. If you can't even do that, then why bother about missing out? I'm not going to worry about this anymore." She stood up and stretched her waist, "I'm going to take a bath now."

  Chenzi——

  Xin Chen lowered his head and looked at her, but she didn't know what to say anymore.

  Xin Chen suddenly understood, and smiled: "So you've also read Yan Xuhui's blog. It seems like I'm the only one who hasn't seen it. His habit of being overly sentimental and exaggerated is really something else - I have no idea how miserable he's made me out to be."

  "It's okay, writing to you, he is still quite restrained and reserved. Chenzi, about going to Beijing, why didn't you want me to know?"

  "It's actually nothing now, just my self-esteem getting in the way," Xincheng said with a relaxed tone. "Originally I only wanted to find a good job before telling everyone, but after returning with my tail between my legs, there was even less need to say anything."

  Xin Di looked at her and smiled, "You know what? Chenzi, sometimes I really think that if you don't say anything, it seems like I won't need to ask you anything else. You already have a ready-made, very fluent answer for any question."

  Xin Chen was stunned, touching her own face, "I actually didn't blush, it's terrifying. I swear to heaven, Dizi, I didn't mean to deceive you."

  "I understand you're not just being polite with me, but I really have some doubts - are you actually deceiving yourself?"

  Xin Chen stood still, tilted his head and thought for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "Yes, now that you mention it, I'm not even sure myself whether I've really gotten over it or just pretended to, fooling even myself."

  Xin Di couldn't help but feel a bit fed up with her self-reflection, her beautiful face showing a sense of helplessness and resignation. She could only throw in the towel, "Alright, you go take a bath. Go to bed early, tomorrow I can rest, but you still have to go suffer under Yan Xiu Hui's exploitation."

  "By the way, Dizi, I won't be staying for long, why did you go to so much trouble to buy a new bed?"

  She used to live here occasionally, always converting the study's two-in-one sofa into a bed. However, when she came over for the first time last night, she found that there was actually a brand new iron art bed inside, with a latex mattress and a full set of light beige bedding on it. Xindi didn't get back until late yesterday, so she didn't even have a chance to ask about it.

  "It wasn't me who bought it."

  Xin Chen finished dealing with the house yesterday and went to work. Her computer, clothes, and that expensive couch were all delivered to Xin Di's house by Lu Fei. She wouldn't be foolish enough to ask who bought them again, so she just shook her head and went to get her pajamas.

  Xin De's phone rang, she picked it up and saw that it was a call from David Fan. She lazily answered: "Hello?"

  "Have you slept? Come to the balcony."

  Xin Di inexplicably took out her phone and walked onto the small curved balcony, she lived on the second floor. She looked down to see David Fan leaning against the car in the courtyard, looking up at her. Under the moonlight, the tall and handsome man looked quite pleasing to the eye. "What's going on? Why are you still not sleeping so late?"

  "Come on, I'll take you out for a spin."

  "I've changed into pajamas and was about to go to sleep."

  "Look at you, wearing such childish pajamas, it really doesn't match your identity as a designer."

  Xin Di couldn't help but laugh, she was small in stature, and the pajamas she wore were bought from a children's clothing store in Hong Kong during a business trip, enduring her colleagues' teasing. Although it was a suspender style, it had a childish hemline, light pink color, and came with her favorite rose pattern, not to mention being sexy at all, but rather very youthful. "As long as I'm happy wearing it, that's all that matters."

  "Alright, I'm glad too." David Fan smiled and said, "Come on down, no need to change clothes. Let's go out for a stroll. I promise to send you back safely."

  His voice was slightly drawn out, seemingly holding back a hint of amusement and enticement. Xīn Dí's determination to not get tangled up with him again during the day wavered, feeling a bit disgusted with herself, but then thought, why refuse the entertainment that came knocking on her door on such a gloomy night? As soon as this thought occurred, she couldn't help but blush, but she couldn't bear to ignore him anymore. "Okay, wait a minute."

  She went back to her room, put on a white silk long shirt over her pajamas, and said to Xin Chen: "I have the key, you go to sleep first, don't wait for me."

  Xin Chen smiled and nodded, Xin Di slipped on a pair of slippers and got into David's car. He started the engine and drove out of the yard, turning his head to glance at her, only to see her face flushed with a faint red glow, her eyes shining brightly as she stared blankly ahead. He had originally steeled himself to coax her, but her mood seemed fine now, completely different from when he called her in the afternoon.

  "What's on your mind?"

  "One of my deepest impressions of going out late at night was when I was 18 years old." Xīn Dí rolled down the car window, leaned his head on the backrest and blew in the wind. "My parents were away on a business trip, and my uncle took me and Chénzi out for a midnight snack. That's when I realized that there are so many people who don't sleep at night and are wandering around outside."

  That was a memorable night for her, and at the age of 18, she discovered for the first time that this city was not as neat and orderly as her mother had arranged. After 11 o'clock, everyone did not uniformly turn off the lights and go to bed. The place where Xin Kaiyu took them was extraordinarily lively, with every stall crowded with people speaking in various accents, discussing loudly, and occasionally flower girls and street performers came and went, soliciting business. The air was filled with the pungent and stimulating aroma of food, but she didn't have a strong impression of what they ate, only knowing that after returning home, her excitement still lingered, and she tossed and turned on her bed for a long time before falling asleep.

  After going to college, she was relatively free and also spent nights with her classmates. However, she didn't like the greasy food and noisy environment, and after losing the novelty of the first time, she became lazy and stopped going out.

  She grew up to be 28 years old, with a free and unfettered imagination in design, but she had always lived a life bound by rules. In the past, her mother had been strict with her, even when she went out to buy a bag of salt from a small shop, she had to dress neatly. Later, even after she started living alone, she still didn't have the urge to indulge herself wildly due to her habits. For the first time, in the quiet hours of the night, she put on her pajamas and went downstairs to meet a man, thinking about this made her heart beat faster.

  David Fan was used to being free and easy, thought it was funny, "It seems that your family education is indeed strict," implying that Xindi naturally had a number, looking at him sideways, he could only continue to say, "Well, girls are better this way, I'm most annoyed by wild girls."

  Xin Di let out a hum, too lazy to remind him. As far as she could remember, many of his ex-girlfriends were the crazy type, and a talented and introverted senior sister had shown interest in him multiple times but got no response. On this quiet night, the car drove smoothly on the wide road, with the cool evening breeze blowing against them, all troubles seemed to have gone with the wind, making it even more unnecessary to bring up those depressing topics.

  "Where do you want to go?"

  "I don't know, shall we just keep driving forward?"

  David Fan smiled, "Then I'll directly take the highway out of town, this way it's a bit like eloping."

  "Not bad, the moon is white and the wind is clear, not cold or hot, it's indeed a suitable weather for eloping." She had a mischievous thought, "Where do you think we should elope to?"

  "Anywhere is fine, as long as it's with you." David Fan replied readily.

  Xin Di leaned back in his chair and burst out laughing, "If you had thought about it a bit more before speaking, it would have sounded much more sincere. But you agreed without any hesitation, I've changed my mind, let's not take the highway, we'll just stroll along Binjiang Road instead, the breeze by the river is really comfortable."

  David Fan stopped the car at Jiangtan Park near the exit, and the two got out of the car. It was very quiet here, with no one around, and the river wind blew strongly, causing Xindi's large shirt to flutter. David Fan hugged her from behind, "I thought about it a bit, and it seems like every time I kiss you, you become easier to talk to."

  Before she could speak, his lips were scorching hot on her neck, followed by one after another dense kiss. She didn't remember how she turned around in his arms, nor did she remember how her arms wrapped around his waist. She responded with abandon.