Mu Ning was stunned for a moment, then stood up and threw herself into the man's arms.
The light fell on them, and she and the rose were in his arms.
Feeling the shoulders of the little woman in his arms trembling, Gu Zhiyin lowered his head and saw her burying her face in his chest, holding onto his shirt tightly with her thin white fingers.
"I'm sorry...Gu Zhiyin, I'm sorry."
Her cheeks were flushed and she cried and apologized to him.
Gu Zhiyin's body stiffened slightly and he stared at the person in his arms carefully.
She drank and seemed to have a lot to say, but Gu Zhiyin did not interrupt her.
"Two years ago, I made the decision on my own. I thought I could protect you, but I didn't expect to hurt you like this. I'm sorry... I lost you for two years, a total of 891 days, and there was not a day when I didn't think about you. I don’t regret it for a moment…”
She clutched his clothes tightly and choked out: "You raised me, I made you wait for so many years, but in the end I lost you."
"I came back to you because I want to accompany you until I grow old. Thank you for still waiting for me. I have lost you once. I will definitely hold on to you this time and never leave you behind again."
"Let me love you for the rest of your life, okay?"
She raised her head, her eyes were misty, and her face was soaked with tears.
Gu Zhiyin looked at her for a moment, lowered his head, and said in her ear: "Take the flowers first, okay?"
Mu Ning was stunned and looked at the flowers in his hand. A large bouquet of bright red roses took up almost half of his arms.
Gu Zhiyin held the flower in one hand and couldn't spare the time to hug her.
Mu Ning took the flower and was looking at the rose in surprise. The next second, his chin was lifted.
"Those words you just said were not drunken words?"
"no."
"seriously?"
"seriously."
"How many times have you lied to me?"
Mu Ning lowered his eyes sadly, "I'm sorry..."
He said that making a wish on the Ferris wheel would definitely come true, that he would never give up on him no matter whether he was born, old, sick or dead, and that he would never mention divorce.
"But Uncle Gu, I didn't lie to you. I'm back now. I'm just a little late, but your wishes will come true."
She did not divorce him or give up on him who was sick.
She was back and would never, ever leave him.
Gu Zhiyin's thick black eyes stared at Mu Ning's little face seriously. After looking at each other for a long time, he sighed in surrender to her.
"I will trust you one last time."
After saying that, Gu Zhiyin kissed her lips.
Gave her a romantic French kiss.
The audience burst into applause and screams.
"Ahhhhh! I'm dead!"
"What kind of fairy kiss is this!"
Although I don’t know what the two people on the stage whispered, everyone was extremely excited when they saw this scene.
"Obviously I came here to chase this young lady, but I don't know why. When I saw them hugging each other, I was so moved that I wanted to cry!"
"When she sang, I wanted to cry. It was so contagious!"
"Did she sing it for the man who loves her? It must be him!"
"Originally I came here to drink and listen to music, but in the end I watched a touching love story! Woo hoo hoo, little sister, I wish you happiness! For a long time!"
The audience in the audience was so crazy, they were shouting and screaming.
Mu Ning was let go, looking shy.
Gu Zhiyin led her and fled the scene.
…
In a quiet alley.
Mu Ning was kissed passionately by the man against the fence.
It's like I can't get enough kisses.
"Well……"
Mu Ning's lips hurt, and the tip of his tongue was numb.
She was weakly trying to slide down, but Gu Zhiyin immediately let go of her lips, grabbed her chin with his hand, and quickly grabbed her waist.
"You'll lose your strength after just two kisses?"
"You're not kissing me. You're just breathing oxygen through your mouth. I can't even breathe..."
Mu Ning glared at him angrily.
Gu Zhiyin chuckled hoarsely.
She was a little drunk after drinking wine, and her fair face turned red under the moonlight.
Gu Zhiyin's heart trembled when she saw it, and he whispered in her ear, "Are you leaving?"
Mu Ning said "Huh" and nodded shyly.
"Give it to me, huh?"
"Now, now?" Mu Ning looked around fearfully. The alleys were dark at the beginning and end of the alley.
Gu Zhiyin laughed, "I haven't said anything yet, but you are aware of it."
Mu Ning slapped him in shame, "I still don't understand your virtue."
"Ning Ning knows me so well that she knows what to do next?" The man's soft voice was particularly ambiguous.
Mu Ning felt something was pressing against him, and he lowered his eyes and glanced at the swelling that was so swollen that he could no longer hold it back...
"What if someone comes?"
"Wouldn't it be more exciting if someone comes?"
Mu Ning blushed with embarrassment, pushed him softly with her little hand, and said coquettishly, "Can you just not bear it?"
"I haven't touched you in over two years."
"Didn't I just..." two days ago?
"Is that called touching?"
That can only be called friction.
None went in.
"Don't be afraid. If someone comes, just shout. At most, you will think that I am a pervert bullying you."
"..."
Mu Ning refused no matter what, but he didn't know that this man was acting rogue.
"Good Ningning."
"Baby."
"Wife."
The man grabbed her chin and shouted seductively in her ear. Her whole body was itchy and numb, and she almost collapsed.
Finally Mu Ning surrendered.
"Okay, okay, it's only for you for half an hour, otherwise, otherwise you'll have to hold it in for me."
Gu Zhiyin smiled successfully and released her slightly.
Mu Ning suddenly noticed something was wrong, lowered her head and found that the rose was still on her chest.
The poor rose was already crushed and deformed in their arms.
"Well, crushed."
"If it's broken, it's broken. I want to plant a yard for you."
After speaking, Gu Zhiyin took it from her arms and threw it aside.
Turning Mu Ning's body around, she pressed her against the wall.
Mu Ning looked at him casually disposing of her roses, her eyes widened in disbelief, "You gave it to me after all, and you just threw it away like this?"
"It's a bit in the way." Gu Zhiyin replied absentmindedly. It was too troublesome to unbutton his pants with one hand and he couldn't touch her yet.
Mu Ning turned to look at him angrily, "You think it's in the way, so you bought flowers to give to me on stage? It's so romantic, but it turns out it's just to impress me."
He didn't seem to take it seriously at all.
"I just want to try what it feels like to go on stage and give you flowers and be watched by a group of people."
"Oh, so you're jealous?"
Gu Zhiyin would never admit that he was jealous.
He took off Mu Ning's pants and said, "I can only support you in your last song."
At the end, he added, "This is my first time on stage to give flowers to someone."
He also said he was not jealous.
The air is sour.
But Mu Ning felt happy when he heard it.
But I still have to be stubborn.
"Then I don't care. I just want this bunch. If you throw it away from me, you'll have to pay for it."
Gu Zhiyin took off her pants, grabbed her waist, and asked her to raise her butt.
He said hoarsely while groping in the dark.
"Aren't the roses already in my arms?"
Mu Ning was startled.
The moonlight fell on her smooth back.
Gu Zhiyin looked down, with a slight smile on his lips.
She is the little rose in his arms and the white moonlight in his heart.
…
The moment they entered, both Mu Ning and Gu Zhiyin trembled.
They all seemed to be shaking slightly in pain.
"Gu Zhiyin, it hurts..."
"I'll slow down." Gu Zhiyin tensed his body and gritted his teeth to restrain himself.
