Chapter 1418： Hug me

Fate made a joke, let her remember the breeze and green grass at that time, but she couldn't remember him.

She became an incomplete person, perhaps not as serious as her mother, but the incompleteness is always there, regrets are always there, and she is a burden.

In the drowsy light, Mu Zichuan looked at Bai Wei quietly, and after a moment, he reached out to wipe the tears on her face, "Did you forget that there is still me? I have a good memory and will not forget."

She choked up when she heard the words: "Zichuan, hug me."

He leaned over, kissed her tears, and clasped her fingers tightly.

The soft palms are touching, warm and throbbing, as if the hearts are connected together.

She kissed him back passionately.

Putting aside all the shyness and timidity, tearing, eager and eager to kiss him, lest he return to the endless fog in the next moment, and never see the sun again.

Unknowingly, they took off their clothes, kissed each other, demanded, indulged in happiness, and finally fell into that crazy rhythm.

Skin-to-skin dating makes love strong and sweet, but sweetness is intertwined with sadness.

Tears quickly dimmed his vision, not knowing whether it was too strong physical stimulation, or the greed for him in his heart, the salty liquid kept flowing.

She kept her eyes open, trying to see clearly, remembering this moment, remembering all this...

Remember his frowning brows, remember his affectionate eyes, remember the sweat on his forehead, his tight arms... and the temperature at which he melted with her body.

Don't want to forget.

I really don't want to forget...

When he reached the peak, he weighed heavily on her and sighed in a low voice, "I love you."

Lips pressed against the porcelain white skin on her shoulders and neck, and she muttered in a lower voice: "I love you...I love you..."

...

In the morning, Bai Wei woke up and saw her naked body and traces of ambiguity, her expression was a little dumbfounded.

When Mu Zichuan saw her appearance, she knew that she had forgotten.

Unspeakable bitterness, overflowing from my heart...

Forgetting over and over again, losing and regaining again and again, and sometimes even lost in myself, what is the point of such persistence?

But when Bai Wei was wrapped in the sheets and looked at him with a smile, her eyes filled with the embarrassment and attachment that made his heart beat, the bitterness seemed to fade a little, and then fade again.

Someone asked: How much sweetness does a bitter person need to fill it up?

Some people say: People who are bitter in their hearts can be filled with a touch of sweetness.

It turns out that he has survived this way.

She forgot about him, but she did not forget to love him. This is enough, enough for him to hold on for a while, and then for another...

Mu Zichuan walked over, bowed his head and kissed her eyebrows, smiled and said, "Get up, come over for breakfast."

...

They traveled around the world for nearly half a year. Everywhere they went, they would always send many gifts to Xianghai, sending messages to inform them of safety.

After the trip, Bai Wei returned happily, but found that Murong Cheng and Mu Zi both had unexpected expressions.

The family didn't even prepare a decent celebration dinner, which made Bai Wei somewhat depressed, "I have been away for so long, don't you miss me at all?"

Murong Cheng stared at Pete without speaking.

Mu Zi calmly squeezed Murong Cheng's hand, and said with a smile: "We thought...you will play for a while before coming back."

Bai Wei couldn't help complaining: "Pete has sent you a message."

Mu Zi's smile was stiff, and he thought: Yes, he sent a message to inform him of the date of his return, but he was misinterpreted by Murong Cheng as a play and provocation, who knows...Uh, actually came back on this day...

In short, Mu Zichuan came back with Bai Wei.

Unscrupulous, also known as righteousness.

Murong Cheng was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, but he stubbornly endured it. He couldn't break his identity or destroy his mother's happiness. He couldn't even stare at him in front of his mother, and had to accompany him in acting.

So exasperating! So hateful!

So... helpless.

Mu Zichuan opened a flower shop next to the bookstore. The bookstore and the flower shop opened up. He was busy with Bai Wei in the shop every day, reading books, raising grass, cooking, and raising a few cats.

Business is really bleak.

But life is really happy.

...

[Bai Wei and Mu Zichuan’s extravaganza is over]