The first ray of morning sunlight snuck in through the gap in the curtains. The leaves of the Magnolia Tree were still green, but the ginkgo leaves that drifted onto the windowsill with the wind had begun to turn slightly yellow.
Wan Donglin was the first to open his eyes. It was a deeply grounding sensation. The mont he opened his eyes, he saw soone. He also felt the heavy, almost numbly sore sensation on his arm—a kind of tender ache. Her face, in the morning light, seed to radiate a natural glow. She wore a faint smile, sweet and innocent, like a guileless child.
He had never seen anyone look so stunning first thing in the morning, even without washing their face. Therefore, it felt all the more like a first, pure encounter. Suddenly, a surge of bold emotion washed over him, much like an old man feeling a youthful exuberance. He had rested enough. His strength had returned, and the long-stirring, suppressed yearning had flared up again... So many tis, so many, he had been on the verge... Now, he had finally broken through. Do you know what football players favor most? Not defense, but offense. They loved smashing the ball into the opponent’s net with one kick, then scoring a brace, a hat-trick. There were even tis the score reached double digits. This ti, the goal was wide open because the goalkeeper wasn’t awake yet.
Yan Xixi, in her sweet dream, seed to have tumbled into a fairy-tale world. Mountains and plains teed with flowers in full bloom. Beautiful sika deer ran in the forest, orioles sang in the trees, and a gentle breeze blew. Vast patches of small pink flowers opened all at once with a soft RUSTLE... It was a beautiful dream, conjured in the realm between sleep and wakefulness. She chuckled softly in her sleep.
He gazed at the gentle, beautiful smile on her face. Darling, you should reward , right? Dear, you’re completely ignoring .
But she wouldn’t; she just kept her eyes closed.
She was clearly awake but kept her eyes closed, grumbling silently, That madman is back! Is he going to tornt endlessly again? At this mont, she was beginning to believe what the crude man had written in his ssage. Ever since he visited an AIDS hospital and saw so many AIDS patients, he hadn’t dared to ’feast’ randomly anymore. So, he could also be a man who kept himself chaste. How wonderful.
Having abstained for so long, he was intensely famished. So, once he started ’nibbling,’ he beca a glutton, on and on without end. It’s said that prisoners held for long periods in POW camps, upon release, would first indulge in unrestrained feasting. So, lacking control, would gorge themselves in one go and actually eat themselves to death. The reason was that their stomachs, empty for so long, simply couldn’t handle the baptism of such rich, heavy food. To burst was an inevitable tragedy. But he didn’t care at all; he too was imrsed in his own fairy-tale world. Except, in his fairy-tale world, there were no sika deer or wildflowers, only vast expanses of callias. All of them, her. His mind full, his heart full... Have you ever experienced such a tender longing? Do you know what it’s like to miss soone so much, even when they’re right in front of you? Do you know that feeling, like finally acquiring a precious work of art after imnse effort, sothing to be cherished? It was an indescribable tenderness, a profound cherishing...
"Xixi, please look at ..."
She was very obedient and looked at him attentively...
His face was wreathed in a wide smile.
"Xixi... Xixi... I love you..."
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