meet on slag road

Yu Yifeng's voice fell, but Mu Qing didn't answer right away.

He stared at Yu Yifeng quietly for a while, until the other party started to fidget, and then slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "You want to know this?"

"En." The person who was named immediately responded to him with earnest eyes.

Mu Qing's expression remained indifferent: "Are you asking me this question because you want to settle accounts after the fall?"

"No, of course not!" Yu Yifeng realized that there seemed to be something wrong with his question, and immediately corrected it, "I just want you to know that no matter what you are in real life, to me, They are the deadliest attraction.”

He slowed down his speech and confessed his feelings seriously: "Whether it's you in normal times or you in the bar, I'm always dreaming about it. I like you, so I like everything about you, I—"

"Yu Yifeng." Mu Qing interrupted him suddenly, "I have heard similar words before, so I don't need to repeat them."

His voice didn't have any special ups and downs, and the expression on his face was still calm, and his eyes looked against the light without any waves, like a windless sea.

But such calm fell into Yu Yifeng's eyes, which made him panic.He subconsciously got up from the chair, wanting to get closer to the person in front of him, but Mu Qing took a step back in time, keeping a distance of one meter away from him.

"Is it because I didn't speak bluntly enough in the cake shop last time, which gave you the illusion that you can continue your relationship with me; or did I not tell my colleagues not to accept what you gave, which further deepened your illusion gone?"

Mu Qing looked at the person standing opposite him, the curve of his lips was more obvious than before, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Why are you so confident? As long as you use the same routine to chase me, I will agree You will fall into the same mud again. Yu Yifeng, I'm not that stupid, so - can you stop being so naive?"

His tone was not intense, but in Yu Yifeng's ears, it was colder than the cold wind with flying snow outside the window: "It's hard to round up a broken mirror, and it's hard to get back when it's covered with water. If you can't go back, you can't go back. Come sooner." Recognize the reality, go back to China to accompany your grandma, and then find a more suitable person—"

"There is no more suitable person." Yu Yifeng looked at his almost indifferent expression, and the sadness in his heart almost overflowed, "There is no more suitable person."

only you.

The persistence in Yu Yifeng's eyes was shocking, but Mu Qing didn't react, and even smiled lightly: "Really? But this is your business, it has nothing to do with me now."

The snow outside the window was getting bigger and bigger, Mu Qing took a look at the weather, and didn't intend to continue spending time with Yu Yifeng here, so he simply bypassed Yu Yifeng and walked outside.

Yu Yifeng remained silent for a moment, but finally chose to catch up.The bright fluorescent lights reflected the figures of the two on the floor.The light and shadow intertwined, the shadows gradually elongated, but the distance became farther and farther, until the moment they disappeared, they did not meet together.

The moment I walked out of the library, the cold wind from the Arctic Ocean roared, and the little warmth accumulated in the library disappeared, and it was winter in the blink of an eye.

Mu Qing couldn't stand the cold, so he shuddered involuntarily. The next moment, a scarf with body temperature appeared in front of him.

Yu Yifeng carefully kept a distance from Mu Qing, and looked away, but the hand holding the scarf did not flinch: "It's too cold now, you're wearing too thin, wrap it up. If you don't want to If you see it again, just go home and throw it away.”

Mu Qing glanced at the familiar scarf in front of him, and said calmly: "If I remember correctly, this scarf seems to have been mine once?"

Yu Yifeng looked back and was stunned: This is the scarf that Mu Qing helped him wrap around when he chased him to Chaohai University this spring.Now the scarf is still in my hand, but the person in front of me is not even willing to get close to me, let alone pick it up——

Suddenly his hand was empty.

Yu Yifeng raised his eyes in astonishment, and before he had time to react, he suddenly felt a cold touch on his hand.

It was Mu Qing who held his hand.

Yu Yifeng followed Mu Qing to the bench sheltered from the wind as if sleepwalking, watched his sweetheart who had just rejected him approach with a scarf, carefully wrapped the light gray cloth around his neck again, lowered his eyebrows and looked down. His expression was gentle, just like the picture that turned back and forth in a dream.

Huge surprise and disbelief rose from Yu Yifeng's heart, he tentatively grabbed Mu Qing's hand, and placed a light kiss on the slightly cold fingertips.

Mu Qing didn't refuse, and even smiled at him, then stretched out his hand to support his shoulder, and gently leaned in front of him.

The breathing is intertwined, the eyes are facing each other, and the ambiguous atmosphere is the same as before.It's just that Yu Yifeng used to have a wicked heart but no guts, but now...

He embraced Mu Qing's waist without hesitation, leaned over and kissed her.

The lips that were blown by the cold wind were cold, but they were easily ignited by another person after getting close.Yu Yifeng kissed urgently and deeply, driving straight in with a sense of confirmation, Mu Qing did not resist, and even opened his lips on his own initiative, allowing him to deepen the kiss further, but his hands were not idle.

Mu Qing withdrew the hand that was originally on Yu Yifeng's shoulder, unbuttoned his chest, then tugged at Yu Yifeng's sleeve, pulled his hand that was clasped behind her, and stretched into the warm In the coat, the thin fleece shirt was stuck to his chest.

Yu Yifeng thought it was a signal of his closeness, and subconsciously wanted to go to other places, but Mu Qing held his hand and made him stop firmly in front of his chest.

The cold palm was quickly warmed by Mu Qing's body. Yu Yifeng still didn't understand why, but after a while, he suddenly realized what he was touching under his palm.

It was Mu Qing's heartbeat that came from across the chest.

The voice was stable and powerful, it didn't speed up slightly because of his closeness, and it didn't slow down because he raised his head and stared at the other party.

Mu Qing let Yu Yifeng put one hand around his waist, wiped off the water stains on his lips, looked at him and smiled: "Do you understand?"

Even if I can be close to you like before, tie a scarf for you, accept your kisses and approach, my body still remembers you, but I will no longer be moved by you.

The guardrails on three sides of the bench blocked the cold wind from behind, and Yu Yifeng's hand was still pressed intimately on Mu Qing's chest, but his mood cooled down a little bit.

The gentle smile that was mistaken for accepting him just now was still hanging on Mu Qing's face, Yu Yifeng approached him desperately, and kissed him again, but the heartbeat frequency under his palm still did not change.

He tried again and again, until Mu Qing gently but resolutely pushed him away, and finally realized a fact clearly: Mu Qing really didn't care about him anymore.

The severe cold of St. Petersburg finally invaded Yu Yifeng's heart at this moment. The cold wind roared and passed through his empty heart, leaving only the heartache and the biting cold.

Mu Qing took his hands out of his skirt and fastened the buttons again.His lips were still wet, and the faint traces of water looked very attractive under the light, but the expression on his face had regained his calm: "If you understand, don't come to me again."

He turned to leave, but Yu Yifeng suddenly stretched out his hand, and stubbornly hugged Mu Qing into his arms again: "Please, give me one more chance, I've changed everything, I won't ask you anymore, please …”

A broken sound rang in Mu Qing's ears. He looked at the snowflakes falling in the dim streetlights, quickly blinked away the excess moisture from the corners of his eyes, and then pushed Yu Yifeng away again with a little force.

"Forget me, just like I forgot you." He reached out and touched the snowflakes stained on Yu Yifeng's temples, letting the cold spot melt on his fingertips, "This year is coming to an end, Yu Yifeng, It's time to wake up from your dream."