deep desire

The plane landed in Beijing at five o'clock in the afternoon, and the first snow after this year's winter was falling outside.

Returning from a warm place to the cold winter, Lu Jing felt a little uncomfortable, wrapped her coat tightly and walked down the gangway.When he turned around, he saw Feng Si was saying goodbye to the others with a smile, his face was blurred by the mist from his breath, Lu Jingshen just looked at him like this, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Feng Si looked back and saw that Lu Jingshen didn't leave first, and was still standing under the plane waiting for him. After the accident, he strode down with a bright light in his eyes: "Waiting for me?"

Lu Jing put his hands in his coat pockets, turned around: "Let's go."

Feng Si followed him, and said with a smile: "Then go home."

Lu Jing's heart moved slightly, but he didn't say anything.

The pick-up car arrived half an hour earlier and was waiting for them outside.

Liu Jie was also in the car. Apart from his family members, only a few close relatives knew about the news of Lu Jingshen's safe return to China.

Sitting in the car, Liu Jie immediately reported to him about his work. There were too many things that happened in the company this month, and he couldn't finish it in a few words.

Most of the things that Lu Jingqing should say have been said to Lu Jingshen on the phone, and Liu Jie added a lot of details.

Lu Jing listened deeply and quietly. The development of the situation was as he expected. After the board meeting the day after tomorrow, he would be able to truly control the company by kicking away those stumbling blocks of unhealthy thoughts.

Lu Jingshen is not a person without ambitions. He has dedicated himself to the company for so many years, and that is all for this reason.

Liu Jie talked all the way, and after returning to Mingyue Bay, he still wanted to follow up and continue reporting on work.

Feng Si stopped him: "Okay, Secretary Liu, we flew back ten hours, and we still haven't reversed the jet lag, and we haven't had dinner yet."

Liu Jie showed embarrassment, Feng Si immediately made a final decision: "That's it for today, you come back tomorrow."

Lu Jing glanced at him deeply, without any objection, as if acquiescing to his proposal.

Liu Jie also realized that it was inappropriate, so he explained that he would come back earlier, and he got out of bed.

Feng Si turned his head and smiled and teased Lu Jing deeply: "I haven't seen you for more than a month, and Secretary Liu is still so impatient."

Lu Jingshen turned around and went to the elevator first, Feng Si followed, took out his mobile phone to scan the takeaway app, and asked him what he wanted to eat.

Lu Jingshen only ate one meal on the plane earlier, but slept for a long time afterwards, so he is still energetic at the moment.

"You decide." He said casually.

Feng Si put away his phone: "Then let's go out to eat, it's just opposite the community, a newly opened restaurant."

Lu Jing nodded deeply.

I went upstairs to put my luggage, and then went out.

The restaurant Feng Si said was only 10 minutes' walk from the gate of the community, and the snow was still falling, so he opened his umbrella and put his arms around Lu Jingshen's shoulders.Lu Jing took a deep look at the top of her head, hesitated and said, "Go and get another umbrella."

"Why didn't you say it just now?" Feng Si said lazily, "I don't want to go, so let it be."

Lu Jingshen was a little embarrassed and could only forget it.

The night was getting darker, the snow was much heavier than before, and the city lights seemed dim and lonely. Feng Si hugged people and walked into the snowy fog.

Lu Jing focused on looking at the road under his feet, his ears were slightly red from the cold, Feng Si saw it as soon as he turned his head, leaned close to his ear and asked, "Have you seen Ye Xue with anyone before?"

His lips brushed against his earlobe, Lu Jing felt a little uncomfortable, and frowned slightly: "No."

"I did," Feng Si said in a low voice, "One year in New York, it was also the first snow, and I shared an umbrella with someone and walked all the way."

Lu Jing asked subconsciously, "Who?"

Feng Si said: "A man."

Lu Jing's hands deep in his pockets tightened unconsciously: "Where did you go?"

"Where else can I go?" Feng Si dragged out his voice casually, "Open a room."

Lu Jing's deep fingers pinched into the palm of his hand, and he remained silent for a long while.

"It's a pity that it didn't work out in the end," Feng Si said with a smile, "I drank too much wine, so forget it."

That time he attended a party, got drunk, and was dragged away before leaving, asking if he wanted to go to the hotel. He no longer remembered what the other person looked like, but only remembered those eyes, which were very similar to Lu Jingshen, and they were also an Asian face. The man, who was more enthusiastic than Lu Jingshen in his memory, proposed an invitation to him straightforwardly.

That was the fourth year he had been looking for Lu Jingshen all over the world. In fact, he had long given up hope. The tense nerves were broken at that moment, stared at by those eyes that were almost exactly the same as Lu Jingshen, and he nodded in a strange way.

They left together and went to the hotel.

It snowed that night, the first snow that fell in New York that winter. The man, maybe he should be called a boy, told him that he was an international student studying there and it was his first time attending a party. Falling in love with a man at first sight.

The cold wind of the night gradually blew away Feng Si's alcohol. He wasn't really drunk at all. He lit a cigarette at the entrance of the hotel and smoked it quietly. look at each other.

Without the influence of alcohol, his dazed mind became strangely calm and lucid.

Still not the same.

Similar in shape but different in spirit, the person he likes will not look at him with that kind of flattering eyes, will not show a shy expression like being at a loss, and will not tell him that he likes him unabashedly and bluntly.

There may be countless people like him in this world, but none of them are him.

After crushing the cigarette butts, he called a car for the boy, sent him away, turned and left without hesitation.

He will keep looking until he completely forgets about that person.

Feng Si suddenly thought of this old incident. It wasn't that there was anything particularly memorable about the boy at that time, but that his mentality had changed since then.

If you no longer have expectations, you will not be disappointed. Treating the process of finding someone as a kind of enjoyment is not a pleasure.

And finally he found it, didn't he?

Lu Jingshen stopped, turned to face him, was silent for a moment, and grabbed his collar with his raised hands.

"In the future... don't open a room with others casually."

Lu Jingshen's voice trembled slightly, he probably didn't even have the confidence to say this.

Feng Si hooked his lips and looked at him with a smile: "Boss Lu is so domineering."

Lu Jingshen: "You promised, and it will always be like this. I don't like to share my things with others, and... my people."

His voice was a little vague for the last three words, but Feng Si could hear them clearly.

"Alex, am I one of yours?" he asked.

Lu Jing insisted deeply: "Aren't you?"

There was an emotion in Feng Si's eyes that Lu Jing couldn't understand. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "I am."

Lu Jing's heart relaxed, and his hands also let go.

Feng Si didn't say any more, and put his arm around his shoulder again: "Let's go."

When I came back from dinner, it was already past eight o'clock.

Feng Si moved in the mountain of express parcels piled up outside the entrance door. He bought them all. Lu Jingshen never shopped online, and the house was cold and empty. This house finally felt like a home with one more Feng Si.

Lu Jing deeply noticed a piece of paper stuck in the letterbox on the wall that had not been used for thousands of years, walked over and found that it was actually a postcard.He took down the postcard, and before he could take a closer look, Feng Si carried the last package back to the house and called him inside.

Lu Jingshen stuffed the postcard into his coat pocket and walked in the door first.

It wasn't until nine o'clock after taking a shower, Lu Jingshen sat down at the desk and opened his notebook, wanting to pass the time by looking at the files sent by Liu Jie.

When he was absent-minded, he thought of the postcard he had just brought in, took it out from the overcoat hanging on the hanger, and sat back at the desk.

The postcard with a red background, reflecting a large piece of flaming red roses, is the other of the two postcards that Feng Si sent out in Norway.

Lu Jing was slightly stunned, and turned over the postcard. On the blank space on the back, there was something written by Feng Si himself.

"Alex,

When I wrote this postcard, I was in Oslo, Norway, and you were here too. The sun was shining in the early morning. We sat in the restaurant and had breakfast together. It was a wonderful feeling, as if I had waited too long for this day.

I made an appointment to see the aurora together, and this time I finally made it. I heard that if you can see the aurora in this city at night, it is a symbol of good luck. We saw it together last night. Does it mean that good luck has come? To you and me?

I hope so.

I know you are very curious about who I am going to send this postcard to. If you are willing to ask me, I will tell you that I am going to send it to you.

I am very happy to be able to send a postcard to the destination for the first time.

I hope you will be as happy as I am when you receive this postcard.

Feng

2022.10.19 "

Lu Jing stared deeply at those few lines, his mind went blank, and his world became speechless.

There was only the sound of the heartbeat, louder than louder, overshadowing everything else, and even the chest trembled.

The postcard was turned back to the front, and next to the red rose, there was a line of words, which was an English poem.

You are the last rose in my barrenland.

In this barren land of mine, you are the last rose.

The undisguised strong love is the essence of this poem.

When Feng Si chose this postcard, he must have seen this sentence.

Lu Jing bent down deeply, resting her forehead on her elbow, squeezed the postcard in her hand tightly, and did not move for a long time.

Feng Si was taking a shower in the bathroom of his room when the overhead light suddenly went out.

He turned off the water, held his breath and listened for a moment, then turned on the water again.

The sound of water covered up the sound of footsteps and chaotic heartbeat, and the warm body was pushed up from behind, and the outstretched arms wrapped around his waist.

Feng Si turned around, touched the wet bathrobe on Lu Jingshen's body, untied it for him and threw it out: "Did you just take a shower? What are you doing here?"

The darkness well concealed the look in Lu Jingshen's eyes at this moment, he leaned towards Feng Si, and kissed his lips eagerly.

The tongue eagerly pressed into Feng Si's mouth, entangled with him wantonly.

The entanglement of lips and teeth can't convey Lu Jing's deep inner rampant and overly agitated emotions. The more he kisses, the more he feels that it's not enough. It's just this level, and it can't satisfy his inner desire at all.

His desire for this man was never just physical.

Even if he never would admit it.

Probably sensing Lu Jing's deep anxiety, Feng Si placed his hand on his back and stroked it gently, trying to comfort him.

After a long kiss, Lu Jing pressed his lips deeply, panting unsteadily.

Feng Si laughed softly: "What's the matter? Are you being too enthusiastic tonight? I haven't finished my shower yet."

Lu Jingshen's voice was slightly hoarse: "Would you like to be more enthusiastic?"

Simply wonderful.

Feng Si was very useful: "Do you want to continue?"

Lu Jingshen stuffed the things in his hand, and he brought them in specially.

It was rare for Lu Jingshen to be so proactive, Feng Si smiled generously, wrapped his strong arms around his waist, led him to change positions, pushed him against the wall, and thrust his thigh between his legs forcefully.

Lu Jingshen, who is so tall, was fully supported by him, and his toes were off the ground. This posture made Lu Jingshen a little uneasy, so he could only grab Feng Si's shoulders and give himself completely to him.

In the dark and airtight space, there is only the sound of water, covered by intertwined breathing.

Feng Si got closer, and his breath fell on Lu Jingshen's lips, almost whispering: "Alex, become mine too."

Lu Jing's deep answer was followed by another passionate kiss.