Greedy.

Chapter 22

Maybe it was bad luck, the sky was bright and clear before going out, but when I went out, the sky was already cloudy and cloudy, faintly thinking of rain.

However, it is this uncertainty, but it brings back a little memory for you.It was also raining that day...

You pull him back to "Sapphire".

Revisiting the old place, you look at the hands you held openly, and it feels like returning home.

You took a deep breath, perhaps it is better to clarify some things.

"It's beautiful here, it's peaceful," you say, "You know, sometimes beauty is about stillness. Stillness, cessation, even a sudden stop, everything freezes in that moment, the beauty hovering between life and death .”

"Why are you talking about this all of a sudden?" Qiao chuckled. "Compared to standing still, I still think you are more cute when you are alive and kicking. Besides, even if beauty is static, people who appreciate beauty have to walk a little bit more to see it all. All over again—if the mountain doesn’t come, it’s me, if I come, it’s the mountain.”

You smiled at him, but ignored his gag.

You walk slowly towards the lake. "I... I was attracted the first time I saw this place. Tranquility, clarity and endless expanse, do you know what it looks like?" You glanced at his expression, "It seems that you know."

Joe grabs your arm lightly, and you turn around on him.He looked into your eyes, and said incoherently: "I don't understand...Zhou Huai..."

"That's not what I meant." You sighed, "I just said that I like you this morning. So I like you so much, how can I be willing to abandon you.

"I just," you paused, "wanted to tell you exactly."

You tried so hard to make me see the beautiful places in this world, and I just want to tell you that I see them all.I would like to stay.

Although not for them.

You took two steps back, sat on the wooden chair, and hugged him by the waist.

"You're always reassuring...but you're also always worried, aren't you?

"You pretended not to care, even made jokes and avoided the serious ones, but you have already raised 12 points of vigilance in your heart, and you are always worried that I will abandon you.

"I didn't want to talk about it before. I thought it would pass slowly if I didn't watch it or talk about it. I really came out gradually, but I found that you were still there. The wind was turbulent, the grass and trees were all soldiers, try your best to love me, and at the same time I'm always ready to give you a knife."

Joe's voice is as soft as bubbles.He gently stroked your hair: "No."

He repeated again: "No."

You don't care about him.You said: "You said you wanted to give me a sense of security, but I forgot to give it to you. I always thought I had said it once, as if it would always be effective once, but in fact I didn't dare to face it. I didn't I thought that you have told me so many times, but every time I take a step out of the small circle I have drawn, I still need you to help me, like a child who has not grown up."

I didn't realize my weakness until I saw you keep your promise time and time again this morning.

"Why didn't you say it?" You were a little sad, "Huh?"

In fact, it is nothing more than indulgence, and you know the answer.

"I used to have those cowardly thoughts, but now I don't. I see something better. I would die in the rain, but I'd rather live by your side."

Live and see more of you.

"I won't be afraid from now on." You pulled down his body and kissed his eyes lightly.

Still trembling.

After that, there were some small kisses, over and over again, all of which melted in the thin rain of early autumn.

When the slightest trembling is silent, you walk to the top of the mountain hand in hand.

The golden crow submerged into the clouds, and the heavy sky was pressed down bit by bit.The sharp windbreaker pierces past, covering your face, and you and Joe stand lightly on the top, neither dodging nor avoiding.

For no reason, he became mad.

You suddenly turned your head, stared intently into his eyes, and asked, "Are you happy?"

Qiao Qing opened his arms, embraced the howling mountain wind, and said very cooperatively: "I am happy."

"Hey," you say, "I'm happy too."

Very happy very happy.

The result of such happiness is that you ask for a drink again.

Qiao Qing was silent for a while, but you are really pervasive and unyielding, so he finally nodded helplessly.

He said, "Just drink a little, don't get drunk again."

You agreed with all your mouth, but then pushed forward: "You drink too."

Qiao Qing raised her eyebrows higher and higher, as if she really wanted to take back her promise.

You earnestly and kindly said: "Think about it, we will drink that much together." You compared the length of your knuckles, "If you also participate, then I will only drink this little." You shrunk down to the size of your fingertips, "Then you won't be drunk."

Qiao Qing was completely unmoved.

"Just a little bit," you said, "just stay with me."

Qiao Qing had a headache: "Why are you pestering me so much this time before drinking?"

You smiled shamelessly, quickly kissed him on the cheek, and said, "Let's just say that."

Qiao Qing had no choice but to confirm: "Just a little."

"Little by little." You raised your hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, smiling, "I'll help you."

Qiao Qing's raised hand had nowhere to rest, so he had to flick your brains.

It doesn't hurt at all.

……

You leaned over like a koala, put your arms around his neck, and said, "You're drunk."

Qiao Qing said sincerely, "I haven't."

You leaned down, pecked at the corners of his red eyes, and whispered, "You have...your eyes are red."

Joe blinked innocently.He got drunk on his face, but he wasn't actually drunk.

You put down your wine glass and stare at him with your chin propped up.If you agreed to drink only a little, then you really only drink a little.

Although "a little" does not guarantee "not drunk".

Qiao Qing's eyes were shining with water, you liked it very much, so you leaned over and touched his eyelashes lightly.

Then you nestled on his lap and didn't move.

You were quiet for a while, then suddenly whispered: "I really like your gift."

Qiao Qing: "No."

"It's like a farewell to the past." You said slowly and stumbled, "The prince and the dragon have lived happily together since then."

"Like this?" He gently hugged your neck, "Look down."

He kissed it.After a while, he couldn't help but burst into a smile, feeling very helpless towards your behavior pattern of ordering and acting.

"Close your eyes."

"Oh." You obediently closed your eyes.Not long after, you quietly opened a slit, and met Qiao's playful eyes.

"What?" You leaned back, "You set the fire yourself and don't light the lamp for me."

Qiao Qing just laughed.

You look at him.

The light alcohol gradually dissipated, the pure clinging dependence receded, but a deeper longing surged up.

this person.you think.

You used to only dare to stand far away, and trace his appearance bit by bit with your fingertips across mountains and rivers.Whether it is hysterical desire or secret relief, together with those soft and gentle strokes, they have been shattered in the air before they are published.

Now he is close at hand, under your palm, in your arms.

this person.

You suddenly blocked his lips very fiercely.You seem to have a fire in your mouth, wanting to touch him and burn you in this closeness without leaving any room.

Even if it turns into ashes in an instant, it is still a handful of hot ashes.

You whispered: "Go to the bedroom."

Qiao's light breathing and yours are intertwined, mixing into a blazing heat that doesn't distinguish between each other.He suddenly shook his head very lightly.

"Next time." He straightened your crumpled clothes, "Today you are drunk..."

You are a little annoyed.

"I'm not that drunk! I know it's you...and I know how much I want you."

Joe closed his eyes lightly.When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was like a deep lake under the night moon.

"You still have a choice." He finally said.

"I love you." You say.

His hands slipped into your clothes.

【Delete-Light】

This night was like riding on a boat, with the body fluttering like a broken stalk, ups and downs.In this way, he leisurely passed through thousands of miles of wind and mountains, and met him who was at the end of his life.

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There are very few deleted parts, only nearly [-] words. If you really want to read it, you can go to Changpei to read the full version.

A shorter chapter will be added tomorrow morning.