The voice was soft, yet it was filled with deep desire and anticipation.
Anticipating a pull from him.
He really thought about it, thought about holding her.
Thought about it so intensely his whole body hurt.
He could barely stand it, suffocating under the repression, his hands and feet felt cold.
He excelled at enduring, but at this mont, a difficult emotion attacked him forcefully, dragging him down with cold waves like seawater.
The collapsing emotion was like a bomb, ready to explode uncontrollably at any mont.
He tried hard to think, to think—
Of the scene where she spread her arms towards him on the playground.
He didn’t move, she really hugged him, warmly, sweetly, brightly, with a radiant embrace.
"When you are tired all over, I wait for you to co ho."
Her voice echoed in his mind again.
The cigarette was clasped between his index and middle fingers, and he lifted his hand to gently rub his temples.
He exhaled slowly.
That charming little sprite, looking at him with her bright and clear eyes, seeking his protection.
The man’s hanging hand clenched tightly; he closed his eyes and took a deep drag of the cigarette, feeling desolate as though trapped in deep darkness.
It lacked the usual relaxed laziness.
You see, so people can pretend to be lighthearted, and it appears as if it emanates naturally from their bones.
...
Over there, Song Yi had finished packing everything, ready to head into the mountains.
She looked towards the direction of the dormitory, her thoughts in turmoil.
Finally, she pressed her lips together, turned to glance at Zhan Qinxi, and smiled slightly, softly, warmly, yet politely.
"I’m going to the dormitory for a mont, just wait for , I’ll be right back, I’m just getting a hair tie to tie my hair."
Zhan Qinxi nodded: "Alright, take your ti, I don’t mind waiting."
Song Yi smiled, but still ran towards the dormitory.
Forget about taking ti.
If this trip lasts two days, what if Tang Si forgets her when she’s back?
She must make her presence known.
Zhan Qinxi watched her running figure and laughed: "Really, what’s the rush..."
...
He didn’t know how much ti had passed; the cigarette butts multiplied on the ground in the backyard garden, the air filled with the sll of smoke.
Only then did the man take out his phone.
As soon as he unlocked it, he saw three WeChat ssages.
——"Brother Si, your little sprite is going for forest training, don’t miss , wait till I co back to seduce you~"
——[Picture]
——"I’m saving another photo, hehe~"
That picture was of her again.
In this one, she held milk tea and made a peace sign at the cara.
The smile on her small face was so bright it seed to illuminate the whole world.
Tang Si unconsciously smiled along.
He enlarged the photo, then enlarged it again, her small face smiling like a brilliant little sun.
It’s been a long ti since anyone stirred his emotions like this.
She had an undeniable charm.
She breaks into your world, whether you want it or not, settles there comfortably, shining, constantly drawing your attention.
He saved the photo once more.
This ti, however, this photo beca his screen saver.
Tang Si took a deep breath, picked up the phone, his forehead pressed against it, pressed against her inside the phone.
He closed his eyes...
"Song Yi ah..."
"Song Yi..."
The man’s voice was drawn out infinitely, deep with allure and emotion.
What should I do with you, what should I do...
He inhaled deeply again, raised the phone slightly.
The man’s thin lips gently kissed.
Aid at her lips.
...Then you are mine, Song Yi.
"Ring Ring Ring—" The sound of a WeChat video call suddenly rang out.
Tang Si abruptly opened his eyes, the video call display—
Little sprite.
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