Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

When leaving Olaf's house, the amulet that Gudrun gave to Gu Fanxing was slightly warm in her sweater pocket, and the aurora blueberry seeds seemed to carry a mysterious vitality.

Pei Luonan started the car. The three little girls in the rearview mirror were still waving. The aurora-colored wool they knitted fluttered in the cold wind, like a string of thoughts that were reluctant to be cut off.

“Next stop, Vatnajökull National Park.”

Pei Luonan set the navigation, but his eyes were always on Gu Fanxing's profile with the aurora braid.

The sunlight penetrated the car window, casting tiny shadows on her eyelashes. His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, and he suppressed the urge to reach out and touch the shadow. "I heard that there is the bluest glacial lake in Iceland, and..."

He paused deliberately, his voice a little lower than usual, "A project that can make your heart beat faster."

This was said to her, but also as a warning to myself - don't lose control in this final journey.

The off-road vehicle bumped along the glacier road, and the ice fields on both sides looked like a magical white ocean.

Gu Fanxing suddenly pointed to the distance and said, "Look!" A group of Arctic foxes were chasing the falling ice crystals, their silvery-white fur shining with a pearly luster in the sunlight.

Pei Luonan stopped the car quickly, but not to take pictures - when he reached out to grab the wool blanket in the back seat, he deliberately slowed down his movements and caught her focused profile in his peripheral vision.

The moment his fingertips touched the blanket, his mind flashed back to her sleeping figure curled up in his arms, and his breathing quickened. He forced himself to remain calm and drape the blanket over her shoulders, but when his fingertips brushed her neck, the electric sensation made him almost lose his grip on the edge of the blanket.

He noticed her slight flinch and thought he had hurt her, so he quickly withdrew his hand, but inwardly he regretted not staying a second longer.

When we arrived at the Blue Ice Lake, the midday sun was shining obliquely on the ice.

The moment Gu Fanxing got off the car, her breathing almost stopped: thousands of icebergs of various shapes floated in the dark blue lake, some looked like sleeping giant whales, and some looked like crystal-carved castles.

The bubbles trapped in the ice look like billions of suspended stars when the sunlight is refracted.

Pei Luonan's eyes were fixed on the tips of her red ears. That pink color made his heart tremble more than the aurora.

He took out two transparent canoes from the trunk like magic. The hulls were made of special resin, which could not only withstand the severe cold but also clearly see the ice world under the water.

Gu Fanxing stepped onto the "human ladder" built by Pei Luonan to get on board, but when she sat down, she accidentally swayed and fell into his arms.

The moment their eyes met, he could clearly feel her rapid breathing spraying on his face, and it felt like there was a ball of fire stuck in his throat, burning him so hard that he almost lost control.

He smelled the lingering scent of cloudberries in her hair, mixed with the cool, crisp Icelandic air, and it made him dizzy.

While paddling, Pei Luonan deliberately kept a subtle distance from Gu Fanxing, but always reached out to protect her when she was about to hit the iceberg.

The lake water slapped against the hull, making an ethereal echo, which intertwined with the muffled sound coming from deep in the ice to form a unique rhythm.

He never dared to look directly at her, but his eyes couldn't help but follow the curve of her hair blown by the wind.

Whenever she concentrated on observing the ice scenery under the water, he stared at her lips that were slightly red due to the cold, and forced himself to count the number of times the oars were stroked to divert his attention, but his heartbeat was deafening in his chest.

Suddenly, Gu Fanxing pointed underwater and exclaimed, "Look! It's an ice cave!"

The deep blue ice cave is like the entrance to the world, with a mysterious light flickering inside.

As he leaned over to observe, tiny ice crystals quickly formed on his eyelashes, and the movement of her reaching out to brush away the ice from his eyebrows made the blood in his body boil instantly, and he almost crushed the oar.

At that moment, he wished that time would stop and that only the two of them could float on the blue ice lake.

The afternoon sun began to slant, and Pei Luonan brought Gu Fanxing to a hidden ice cave at the foot of the glacier.

The ice curtain hanging from the cave entrance trembled in the wind, reflecting a rainbow-like halo.

The icicles in the cave have various shapes, some look like blooming lotus flowers, and some look like upside-down stalactites.

Pei Luonan turned on his headlamp, and when the light swept across the ice, he suddenly saw a heart shape formed naturally on the ground.

He squatted behind her, and the moment their shoulders touched, the oxygen in the air seemed to be sucked out.

"Iceland always loves to surprise people." His voice was slightly hoarse, but what he really wanted to say was: You move my heart more than any miracle in Iceland.

When the sound of dripping water came from the depths of the ice cave, she subconsciously shrank into his arms. He stiffened his body and used all his strength to restrain the urge to hug her completely in his arms. His nails almost dug into his palms to keep his sanity.

He could feel her body temperature through her thick clothes. At this moment, he wanted to put aside all his worries and tell her his feelings.

In the evening, Pei Luonan mysteriously took Gu Fanxing to climb a small hill next to the glacier.

At the top of the mountain, he had set up picnic blankets and heat lamps in advance, and placed candlesticks made of volcanic rocks around it.

As the last ray of sunset sank into the frozen lake, he lit candles and placed cloudberry jam, freshly baked rye bread, and a bottle of chilled Aurora blueberry wine on the table given by Gudrun.

“A final farewell to Iceland.”

Pei Luonan raised his glass, but his eyes were fixed on Gu Fanxing.

When she tilted her head back to drink, a few drops of wine slid down the corners of her mouth. Pei Luonan reached out and gently wiped them away, his fingertips lingering briefly on her lips.

At that moment, he clearly heard his own violent heartbeat. Looking at her face which turned red instantly, a low curse escaped from his throat. He forced himself to look away, grabbed the wine glass and took a big gulp of wine. However, the cold liquid could not quench his burning desire.

He wished so much that this simple gesture could turn into a real kiss, but he was afraid of scaring her.

As the night deepened, Gu Fanxing lay on the picnic blanket wrapped in a blanket, gazing at the starry sky above her head.

Suddenly, she felt something gently falling on her forehead - it was the aurora-colored wool hair tie that Pei Luonan had taken off and was gently pinning behind her ear.

"It suits you better than any jewelry."

His voice was so low and hoarse that it seemed to be squeezed out from deep in his chest, but in his heart he was roaring: You are the most beautiful scenery I have ever seen.

Gu Fanxing turned her head to look at him, the moonlight gave his outline a silver edge.

She mustered up her courage and reached out to hold his hand.

The moment their fingers were intertwined, Pei Luonan's breathing stagnated, and he hugged her tighter with his backhand.

Neither of them spoke, but they felt a temperature hotter than the aurora in each other's palms.

His thumb unconsciously stroked the back of her hand, as if to carve this warmth into his bones.

In the distance, the sound of cracking ice came from the Blue Ice Lake, like the heartbeat of the earth.

Pei Luonan suddenly turned over and covered Gu Fanxing under him, his warm breath spraying on her face: "Gu Fanxing, I have been holding back for a long time." Without waiting for her response, his kiss had already fallen, with the domineeringness of the Icelandic wind, but also the tenderness of the meltwater from the glacier.

The kiss lasted for a long time, so long that Gu Fanxing couldn't tell whether it was the starry sky spinning or her heartbeat that was deafening.

When Pei Luonan finally let her go, their breath had already been entangled.

"From the first time I met you," he said, his voice hoarse, resting his forehead against hers, "I knew I couldn't escape this life."

Gu Fanxing looked up at him, her eyes flashing with a light more moving than the aurora.

She gently put her arms around his neck and buried her head in his arms: "Then don't run away."

At this moment, the thousand-year-old glaciers of the Blue Ice Lake seemed to be melting for them, and the oath under the starry sky was more eternal than any gem.

On the way back, the blue light of the dashboard reflected the overlapping figures of the two people, like a light that would never go out.

In the rearview mirror, the blue ice lake gradually shrank into a blue dot, but the temperature of their love burned brighter and brighter in the cold wind of Iceland.