“So soon?” Lan Yu Feng raised his eyebrows, “I’ll have someone make an appointment for a hospital and doctor over here, so you don’t have to worry. As for the things you need to give birth, you can make a list and give it to Yan Nan, he’ll do it properly for you.”
“So, you mean … to let me give birth in Moscow?” The offer surprised Ziggy.
She really never thought that one day he would be there when she gave birth.
“Or else, send you back home when you have a seizure?” He thought she was asking nonsense.
Zi Ge was overjoyed and rubbed her belly gladly. When he wasn’t around to give birth to Little Bean, she thought they were going to miss it again this time …
But God is really favoring her …
“It’s getting late, we should all go to bed.” Ziggy was in a good mood, and set the glass of water down before musing before turning back around.
Dropping her eyes to look at him, she took a deep breath and suddenly bent down and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
Obviously …
His face stiffened slightly.
“Good night …” spilled out softly, her breathing a little unsteady as she quickly backed away. Not bothering to send him back to his room, she got up and was about to leave.
But …
Only a step back, but his hand was abruptly clasped by him.
She stared back in surprise, and at first crashed into a deep, brimming pupil.
Without waiting for her to think clearly, he pulled her to sit on his lap. A deep, lingering, longing kiss covered it.
It’s like waiting for a thousand years …
The four lips, the moment they touched, startled each other.
Fierce sparks erupted between the two. Zige was only stunned for a moment, and in the next second, impatiently wrapped her arms around his neck.
And he …
The familiar feeling in my memory came flooding in like a sea wave. The leap of the heart was even more fervent beyond description.
All he could do was go with his body’s instincts and hold her a little tighter and kiss her a little deeper.
As if this is the only way to fill the long-lasting vacancy in his heart … Only in this way can he release the deep-buried strong feelings in his heart completely …
Each other, kissing deeply and lingeringly.
Only when he kissed Zi Ge until she was about to run out of breath did he release her with a fondness.
Yet, it still wouldn’t let go, his thumb rubbing over her lips with a slight tremor.
“In the past, I must have kissed you like this …” His voice was dark and his breathing was sharp and ragged. Obviously mixed with a heavy bath of desire.
“Well …” Ziggy’s breathing, too, was slightly heavy.
“We’re a couple?”
Her eyes were moist and mesmerized as if adorned with water. Looked at him for a split second, then shook her head. “Not really …”
Not really …
He chewed on those two words, thoughtfully. A moment later, gripped her hand tightly in his hand, holding it extremely heavy. Deep heavy eyes, look fixed her, “Then … how about counting from now on?”
“Now?” Ziggy looked at him with some surprise.
“Right now.”
“But … you don’t remember anything, you don’t remember me.”
“But I remember how I feel here.” He took her hand, clasped it, and held it down on his thumping chest.
It was like feeling the strong beat of his deepest feelings.
Ziggy looked at him emotionally and smiled with tears in her eyes.
“Aren’t you afraid you’ll regret it in the future when you regain your memory?”
“I have faith in my heart.”
“Then … before that, can you promise me one thing?” Zi Ge held his large palm in a reverse grip.
“Tell me about it.”
“In the future, if you find your own memories and don’t want to be with me, you let me know ahead of time so I can be prepared.”
Lan Yu Feng mused and nodded.
Suddenly, it was tempting to wonder what had happened to them, in the past. Yet, he didn’t ask a single word.
Some things will always come when they should come. If it does not come, there is no need to force it.
Ke Hengjun was alone in his house and opened the dv, which was full of literary movies that Zi Ge loved.
He picked one and meant to read it, but fell asleep in a daze. Lately, there had always been some mental lapses.
When I woke up again, I was woken up by a phone call. Originally, I thought it was a work call from the brokerage company, and I wanted to ignore it, but when I looked down and saw the number flashing on the screen, I had no choice but to pick it up.
“Excuse me, is this Mr. Hua? Your checkup report is out and it’s …”
Ke Hengjun listened in silence, the expression on his face, bit by bit, froze.
Half a day …
Only when there had been no sound at all on the other side did he gently hang up the phone. Calmly taking a deep breath, he looked at the TV screen with some bewilderment, his breathing a little suppressed.
Finally, standing up, he poured himself a glass of water. The cool liquid, going down his throat, only made him feel that even his veins were cold.
Pushing the door open, mechanically lifting his steps toward the backyard. The transparent flower room, hidden under the night color. He reached out and turned on the light in the flower room, just stood still looking at the sunflowers, raised his lips, and smiled.
Smile, pale.
In a trance, it was as if Zige’s silhouette was still wandering around the flower room, watering the flowers, cutting the branches, and occasionally looking up and smiling to talk to him.
He thought back to the first time he’d seen her, when the sun was clear and bright and the light was so transparent it looked like it had been washed by water, and she was standing at their school’s blood drive, smiling and handing out milk and cake to every student who donated.
He then ghosted up to talk to her.
And then the old-fashioned but the plot, a turn of the eye has passed for many years, he thought he had long forgotten, but, until this moment is not clear …
Some things are just etched into the blood and bones and can’t be withdrawn even if you want to.
Fumbling for his cell phone, he photographed the sunflower into the lens. The sunflowers in early winter, even in a greenhouse like this, had wilted noticeably.
“The sun withered and the sunflower withered.”
He made up the message and deleted it when he was about to send it. She was pregnant now, how could he say such negative things to her? It couldn’t affect her mood.
Made up another new line.
“Zee, the sun is so useless, it can’t even take care of a few sunflowers.” Changing to a lighter tone, this was sent over.
Soon after, a reply was received from there.
“You can’t abuse them while I’m gone!”
He smiled as if he could see her jumping over there.
Fool …
Intending to take the phone back, he received another message, “Big Star, didn’t you say you were the sun? At least give out credit.”
He smiled bitterly.
Xiaozi …
He, the sun, will have … a day to fall …
“Got it, will figure it out.”
Lan Yu Feng woke up and habitually searched for that all-too-familiar figure.
“Where’s Ziggy?” He asked the maid.
“Early in the morning Ms. Meng had her chauffeur take her out.”
“Did it say where it went?”
“Didn’t say specifically.” The maid shook her head, remembered something, and added, “By the way, it seems like Ms. Meng went out with her passport. I shouldn’t be mistaken, she stuffed her passport in her bag.”
Passport?
Lan Yu Feng tightened his eyebrows.
Yan Nan looked down at him, “Is … Miss Meng leaving?”
Lan Yu Feng’s face suddenly sank, and there was a smear of grayness that rolled into the bottom of his eyes, so thick that it was depressing.
“How … about I go to the airport to find her now?” Mister’s disappointment was so obvious that Yannan only had to propose so.
“… No need.” After a moment of silence, Lan Yu Feng slowly opened his mouth. His voice was soft and dark, as if he had been drained of his strength, “Since she wants to leave, then let her go …”
With that, he turned away. The lines of his face were stiff and cold.
Looking at that lonely back, Yan Nan sighed and hurriedly ordered someone to go to the airport to find someone.
Lan Yu Feng silently leaned back and sat in the study, his eyes staring somberly at the snowy scene outside the window. Last night that lingering kiss, that heat, until now seems to be still there. However, the person has already left …
Having lost his memories, he had been a shell of a man for the past few months, living like a walking corpse.
Until … she shows up …
And now …
It was time for him to go back to that same old life.
Nothing is off limits …
Eventually, one gets used to …
When Zige returned, she only felt that the atmosphere in the entire house was oppressive. It wasn’t usually like this.
“Miss Meng?” Yan Nan came out of his study and looked at her in surprise, “Why have you come back?”
He sent his men to the airport to look for her, and there was no sign of her.
“What’s wrong?”
Zige only felt that Yan Nan’s reaction was strange.
“Mister is in his study, he has been bored alone for a long time and hasn’t come out, come in and take a look.” Yan Nan did not probe, in short, it was a good thing that she had returned.
As soon as she heard that he was upset, Zige immediately nodded her head, put down her things, took off the scarf and big cotton coat she was wearing, and hurriedly headed for the study.
She pushed the door open lightly and heard an icy voice from the study, “Get out.”
Zi Ge was stunned for a split second, but she still stepped lightly around and came in, gently bringing the door with her. Lan Yu Feng frowned impatiently and turned around, about to scold, when he saw her, all his words froze in his throat.
“What’s wrong? Yannan said you were in a bad mood, so I came up to see.”
Lan Yu Feng’s face still didn’t look too good as he glanced at her before dropping his eyes on the documents on the table, flipping through them as if nothing had happened.
“What brings you back?” I asked as plainly as I could, but only I knew the feelings that tumbled through my heart.
That’s nice …
She’s back …
Not going anywhere …
Just be good and stay by his side.
“Why are you all asking me that? It’s so strange, where can I go if I don’t come back here?” Zige walked over to the desk and stood in front of him across it, “You’ve been bored in the study all day, what’s wrong? Aren’t you afraid of being bored?”
Looking at that small face that was very, very close to him, written with concern and worry, Lan Yu Feng only felt his heart stirring terribly.
Deep eyes, narrowed as he spoke, “Lean over a bit.”
Zi Ge then obediently crouched down, half of her body probing towards him. He was vengeful and moved over, biting her lips with one bite.
That’s right …
It’s the bite.
And there was no mercy at all. With obvious vengeance, he bit her bottom lip and wouldn’t let go.
“Well …,” Zige stifled a grunt of pain and glared at him angrily to back away, but he probed his hand and eyeballed the back of her head and held her in a hug.
Completely not giving her any room to struggle, the next second, switching from biting to sucking.
And then …
Is more and more frenzied kiss, like a storm as dense. As if to vent out all the gray, lost emotions he had just felt, and as if to suck her soul into her body together, and his, tightly entangled together.
Under his kiss, her body gradually became weak and feeble, and her breathing was rapid. Could only brace herself against the tabletop to keep from sliding down in a sorry state …
I don’t know how long the kiss lasted before he released her with a sigh of relief.
forehead, touching the other person’s forehead affectionately. Zi Ge’s eyes condensed with watery mist, looking at him emotionally, panting and asking, “What’s wrong with you?”