I love you this time of rebirth

The quiet mountain village is full of green courtyards, and the sound of children laughing can be heard from time to time in the vermilion gate.

After coming down from the mountain, Hei Feng was forced to rest on the bed by Ji Lanqing.

"Sleep for a while when you're tired, and I'll call you when I'm done cooking." Thinking of Hei Feng's pale face when he came back, Ji Lanqing was worried: "Are you feeling uncomfortable, or else, we'd better go back tomorrow .”

Hei Feng shook his head slightly, took Ji Lanqing's hand and put it on his heart, looked up at his lover's concerned eyes: "I'm fine, really, he's doing a good job here."

Ji Lanqing bent down, put her ear close to Hei Feng's heart, and listened to the beating of the heart in her chest. Although it was a little fast, she was not flustered.

Hei Feng raised his hand to stroke his lover's brown hair, which was soft, with a hint of coldness unique to this season, very comfortable.

Ji Lanqing sat on the edge of the bed, resting her chin on Hei Feng's shoulder, and put her hands through her waist, holding him tightly in her arms.

"Hei Feng, thank you." Hei Feng was moved when he heard the buzzing voice of his lover in his arms, and his eyes gradually became moist: "Thank me for something, I should thank you."

Ji Lanqing shook her head, her arms hugged Hei Feng even tighter, her voice was choked with uncontrollable sobs: "Thank you for coming back."

Hei Feng put one hand on Ji Lanqing's waist, and patted the other's back with the other. His deep eyes were slightly closed, and he tried hard with both hands, trying to rub his lover into his bones and into his blood.

In the quiet bedroom, the setting sun pours in from the window, and the interior is dyed with a touch of gold, warm and quiet.

The two people hugging each other quietly seem to have merged into one, inseparable, constantly parting...

Time flows quietly and slowly between the two of them, like a peaceful river passing by slowly, revealing tranquility and beauty...

Just like an ancient piano, although it has vicissitudes that cannot be concealed over the years, it also has an undeniable beauty and tranquility under the weight of history...

"Hei Feng, do you know, when I saw you lying there lifeless, at the mercy of others like a puppet, I really thought you'd better leave..."

"At least that way, I don't have to bear these things, but I... I'm not reconciled, I don't want you to go, this feeling is really uncomfortable."

Ji Lanqing lay on Hei Feng's shoulder, crystal tears flowed from her eye sockets, across her cheeks, and fell on Hei Feng's thick shoulders, instantly penetrated into the brown clothes, burning Hei Feng's slightly cold body.

"I'm sorry!" Hei Feng put all his strength into his arms, hugging his lover tightly, whispering hoarsely with sadness: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Ji Lanqing shook her head: "Don't say sorry, never say sorry to me."

Coming out of Hei Feng's arms, Ji Lanqing looked directly at the heavy face of his lover in front of him with tears in his eyes, raised his hands, and caressed his thin cheeks.

"You didn't feel sorry for me, it was because I was too cowardly, it was because I wasn't strong enough."

After a pause, Ji Lan calmed down, and then said: "But, Hei Feng, you know, if I do it again, I will do it again. I am afraid, but I will never regret it."

Thinking of what happened three years ago, Hei Feng hugged his lover into his arms again: "Let me say one more thing, I'm sorry. I was wrong, I underestimated this love, and I won't do it again."