The water in the pool was rippling, and Mo Lingwei's hair wet with warm water was tightly attached to her fair skin, and her torn clothes floated on the surface of the water and went away with the current.
Swimming, where does she have the strength to swim?
The dense steam surrounded her, and Mo Lingwei felt as if she was thrown out of the water and thrown onto the shore. It was difficult to breathe, and she gasped for breath, crying in her voice, like a mosquito ant: "I want to go back , I don't want to be here anymore."
I don't know if Feng Shaojin heard it, but the pool water was splashing, the man finally let her go, stood up, found a dry cotton cloth, wrapped her wet hair, and carried her ashore.
Mo Lingwei was lying on the soft bed, and Feng Shaojin helped her put on her clothes, shoes and socks, and walked back with her on her back, "I'll bring you over tomorrow night. When you learn how to swim, I will allow you to take her with you alone." Xiang Yi and Si Yu come over."
Mo Lingwei lay on Feng Shaojin's shoulders, she didn't want to learn anymore, she would drown in the hot spring pool.
Back in the bedroom, Mo Lingwei had already fallen asleep on his shoulder. Feng Shaojin put her on the bed, dried her wet hair with a handkerchief, covered her with a quilt, and stared at her peaceful sleeping face for a while. .
He got up and went to the table, picked up the pen and ink, and wrote a long letter in one swoop, and put it in the envelope.
In the middle of the night, Mo Lingwei was awakened by a long nightmare and opened her eyes in fright.
"What's wrong?" After only a little movement, the man beside him woke up. Feng Shaojin touched her forehead and felt the fine sweat on his hand.
Feng Shaojin got up and lit the lamp, saw her terrified face, and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"
"Hmm." Mo Lingwei leaned into Feng Shaojin's arms: "Maybe I'm too tired, and I dreamed that I was buried in the ground, with my hands and feet bound, so I couldn't move."
"With me by your side, don't be afraid." Feng Shaojin felt a little distressed, and reached out to touch her back: "The clothes are all sweaty, let's change."
But Mo Lingwei suddenly hugged Feng Shaojin's waist, and buried his head in his chest, "Let me hug for a while, it will be fine after a while."
It's been a long time since I had a similar nightmare, but the fear in Mo Lingwei's heart still hasn't dissipated.
Feng Shaojin let her hold her, stroked her sweat-wet black hair, pressed her thin lips against her forehead, "Go to sleep with the light on from now on, so that when you wake up in the middle of the night, just open your eyes, you can see me."
Mo Lingwei's hand landed on his chest, feeling the man's powerful heartbeat, the feeling of uneasiness and panic slowly dissipated, and her cold limbs pressed against Feng Shaojin's body, becoming warm again stand up.
He is not dead, he is still alive, and he can spend the rest of his life with her in the future, that's enough!
"Shaojin, did you regret it after you met me?" Mo Lingwei raised her head and rested her head on his chin: "Without me, you might not have ended up like you did before."
He will not give up everything in the Feng family.
"I also thought I would regret it." The man smiled softly, his voice was like the morning breeze caressing flowers and plants, extremely gentle: "For a while, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and I did seriously consider this issue. Should I let you go? Forgive me.
But when I think of the days without you in the future, I feel distressed. It's better to just pester you so exhausted, at least I can see you when I want to see you.
If it weren't for you, maybe I could really have a better life, but Ling Wei, we were destined to meet each other in this life, and we were also destined to be together.
Men and women in this world are like the two ends of a magnet, they are attracted to each other in the dark, and once they meet, they are inseparable.
It's like I've already forgotten you, but when I meet again, I still fall in love with you..."