follow my heart

Chapter 67

Once it starts, the desire will melt like the snowy mountains reflected in the spring, and the unstoppable water will rush down.

Ji Wan's long eyelashes were moist, she endured, and stretched out her hand to gently push her.However, the little girl on her body was obviously not as well-behaved as she looked, she stared at her with interesting eyes, as if she was enjoying the trembling of a woman because of her.

A little light came out from the cracks in the curtains, illuminating Ji Wan's fair cheeks flushed.Her whole body seemed to be engulfed in strange waves, and there was a heat rushing from her heart to her limbs.

Meng Buqing kept his hands moving, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, and teased her in a coaxing tone.Then she bit her shoulder.

"..."

The next day, the sun woke her up.

Ji Wan opened her eyes, saw the light shining through the curtains, and turned over in a daze.When she propped up an elbow and reached for the phone, the details of her aching and waking memories flooded her mind.

She paused, pursed her lips and lowered her long eyelashes, looking at the time.

The alarm you set for the morning has been missed.

Missed it, but she didn't hear it after it rang.

Ji Wan frowned, something indescribable.

The alarm clock sound was indeed set a little softly, but she felt it was shallow, and she could hear it when it started ringing.This is the first time I haven't heard it at all.

She got up and went to wash up.

Pulling open the neckline and looking in the mirror, it has been a night, and there is almost no mark on the collarbone.But when I touched it with my fingertips, it was still itchy.

Meng Buqing is really like a puppy, he likes to gnaw and lick this piece gently with his tiger teeth...

Ji Wan came back to her senses and saw herself in the mirror blushing.

She quickly turned on the tap.

—

In the living room, Meng Buqing had already prepared the meal, she hesitated and wondered what time to call Ji Wan.I thought she was the latest, and she should get up around nine o'clock.

Forget it, since she has nothing to do today, let her sleep until she wakes up naturally.

Meng Buqing first transferred the food to the refrigerator for storage, turned around, and met Ji Wan's eyes behind him.

"Morning," Meng Buqing rolled her eyes and asked softly, "Porridge, egg noodles and rice, what do you want to eat?"

Ji Wan whispered: "Porridge."

Her voice is hoarse.

While cooking porridge for her, Meng Buqing made a cup of honey grapefruit tea to moisten her throat, and brought it over to show her hospitality: "Mr. Ji, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"..."

"I'll give you a massage later, okay?" The tone was very pure.

"..."

"Why don't you speak?"

Holding the cup, Ji Wan lowered her eyes and said two words dryly without her: "No need."

There was a few seconds of silence.Meng Buqing stared at her, and thoughtfully said: "Sometimes what you don't mean is what you want."

The words fall.

Ji Wan raised her eyes and stared at her.

"just kidding."

She is clearly a little fox, but her almond eyes are innocent and pure.Looking at you watery, like it's impossible to do anything bad.

After a pause for a few seconds, Ji Wan asked sullenly, "Is your shoulder okay?"

Meng Buqing was taken aback for a moment, and then the smile on her lips became brighter. She raised her hand and lightly touched the part of her arm, not sure whether she should deliberately pretend to be pitiful and blame her: "Hmm..."

Buy yourself the silence of hesitation time.

Ji Wan looked at her without blinking, with a nervous, fair face.The edges of the long hair facing the light melted and shone, giving it a hint of softness.

"Of course it doesn't matter," Meng Buqing couldn't help raising his lips, showing deep dimples on his cheeks, and his tone was sincere and full of meaning, "I feel very good."

"..."

Ji Wan took small sips of water, lowered her gaze, and didn't look at her any more.

The phone vibrated.

When Ji Wan was writing a novel, she once told a real friend Ma Lanjiao.The two are classmates who met in junior high school and have always had a good relationship.

But she didn't tell her about the relationship.

After Ma Lanjiao saw her Weibo, she came over to Xingshi to question her.

We chatted for a while, and calculated the time, it should be late abroad.

Ji Wan asked her why she was still awake.

Ma Lanjiao: [My mother said she was not feeling well, and she came back a few days ago to accompany her to the hospital for an examination.I'm in the city next door to you now, do you want to have a dinner together tonight? ]

Ma Lanjiao: [Take that person from your family, let me see who finally chased you down! ]

Ji Wan smiled helplessly, and after thinking about it, she typed: [It should be her I chased after. ]

There was a steaming bowl of porridge in front of him, with lean meat mixed with vegetables, it looked particularly appetizing.Meng Buqing sat down opposite her, holding his face together: "Do you have something to do in the afternoon? Do you want to go out for a stroll, I'm a bit craving strawberries."

Ji Wan asked: "I have a friend...do you want to meet?"

—

The colors in the grocery store are always warm, the music is soothing, and the unintelligible lyrics are soft and clear.Meng Buqing listened attentively, inexplicably a little nervous.

"Your friend, who worked on Wall Street for two years, gave birth to a child and became a housewife, and now works again?"

Ji Wan looked up at her, "What's wrong."

"Well... I just think it's amazing." Meng Buqing paused, and also found it funny, "No, this should be the normal situation. It's the strange environment around me."

She always felt that women who struggled in their careers were similar to Meng Yong, and they didn't have much to do with their families.In fact, there are many women who take both into account, far more than men.

Waited a little while.

The woman who followed the waiter came in.She was wearing an off-white T-shirt, light blue jeans, and black-rimmed glasses on her fair and clean round face, looking far more childish than her age.

When he saw them, he raised his lips to reveal a soft smile.She has the air of an unmarried young woman.

Meng Buqing was startled.He smiled back and greeted him gently, generous and well-behaved.

This Japanese grocery store uses a tablet to place orders independently.While choosing her own things, Ma Lanjiao asked softly, "Shall we have some wine?"

Ji Wan ordered sake for her and herself, but ordered drinks for Meng Buqing, "He came by car, how can we go back after drinking."

"Yeah." Meng Buqing nodded, "That's right. Then I won't drink."

"Can't you call me a substitute driver?" Ma Lanjiao's eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Ji Wan in surprise, "You are so domineering. Don't tell me you still have the character of picking up a chair and hitting people?"

Ji Wan: "..."

what?

Meng Buqing's eyes lit up, and he poured her wine and asked, "Did she beat people before?"

"You don't need to pour me a drink." Ma Lanjiao was a little embarrassed, "How old are you and how old am I? I should pour you a drink."

Meng Buqing pursed her lips and smiled, and said meekly and innocently: "Sake is to be drunk upside down with the help of others. There is such a rule. Go ahead, she used to..."

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Ji Wan vainly, "What was it like when you were a child?"

Ji Wan lowered her eyes, finished drinking the wine in her hand, and looked up at Ma Lanjiao, "You don't make up stories."

Ma Lanjiao ignored her, and told Meng Buqing with great interest: "When she was a child, she was not as good at pretending as she is now. She has a cold face, and she is especially good at reading..."

Down a few glasses of wine.

She told Meng Buqing seriously that there was a boy in junior high who chased Ji Wan and wrote her love letters, but she threw them directly into the trash can.The boy, who was half joking and half "revenge" mentality, used correction fluid to draw crying expressions on her desk.

Then, she threw the boy's entire desk down from the fifth floor.

"..."

Meng Buqing opened his mouth slightly, looked at the woman beside him who was quietly peeling shrimp with downcast eyes, and asked softly, "Is it true?"

Ma Lanjiao on the opposite side snorted and said, "You don't believe it?"

"It was class time, and the ground floor was a green belt. Before I threw it, I made sure there was no one around," Ji Wan raised her face and said with a blank expression, "So nothing will happen."

Meng Buqing was silent for a second, and was a little persuaded.But isn't the crux of the problem the boyish heart of the sad boy?

Immediately reacted: "Is there no teacher in class?"

"You noticed the key point," Ma Lanjiao said with a laugh, "It was a math class, and she threw it directly in front of the teacher. The teacher was scared stupid."

Ji Wan didn't say a word.

"Are you annoyed by studying mathematics?" Meng Buqing held the straw in his hand, glanced at Ji Wan, and asked with a smile, "How bad was she in mathematics before?"

Ji Wan: "Actually, there is no—"

Ma Lanjiao interrupted her: "I tried my best to pass the exam."

Ji Wan: "..."

Ji Wan retorted: "I also passed the top ten in the class."

Ma Lanjiao nodded: "I remember that the multiple-choice questions were very difficult. She was the only one in the grade who got all the multiple-choice questions right, and ended up in the top ten of a class. Ji Wan's mathematics is that even the top ten of a class needs to be memorized. Years of difference."

Ji Wan: "..."

Meng Buqing blinked and was very curious: "Then you play well because you are good at math, can you help each other?"

"Can you guess this?" Ma Lanjiao nodded with a smile, "My grades in all subjects are poor, but it's easy to learn mathematics. The head teacher arranged for us to be at the same table, hoping to learn from each other."

Ji Wan's wine glass was empty, and she poured herself some wine, "In the end, you only taught me to be bad."

"If only we were classmates," Meng Buqing suddenly turned his face, and said slowly to Ji Wan, "I will definitely teach you math well."

Ji Wan curled her lips when she heard the words, touched her drink glass with her wine glass, and said softly with a smile in her eyes: "Then I might like mathematics."

Ma Lanjiao: "..."

Ma Lanjiao raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, laughing uncontrollably.This is a long time to live, even the old iron tree blossoms can be seen, and Ji Wan can even speak sweet words.

It's something I can't even think about.

The two haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's inevitable to drink a few more glasses of old times. The sake looks transparent and harmless, but it's actually not low.They drank like a drink, without changing their expressions, Meng Buqing almost thought that the wine in this store had been mixed with water.

Ma Lanjiao finally took the cup away, rubbed her temples and said, "I still can't drink you."

Ji Wan smiled gracefully and dignifiedly, still drinking: "What's the comparison, are you childish or not?"

"..."

The words say so.

When the dinner was over, Meng Buqing helped her to the parking lot and smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her body: "Are you so happy today? I can't even stop you. I can only watch you drink every cup."

Ji Wan chuckled softly: "This person always claims that he won't get drunk after a thousand cups, so I will let her see what it means to be really not drunk after a thousand cups."

It was rare to stumble in the middle of the conversation, and the drunken tone sounded soft.

Never expected her to say that.Meng Buqing couldn't help laughing: "Just now I said that people's behavior of comparing alcohol consumption with you is very naive! But you are like a child, and you are secretly competing."

Ji Wan pouted her lower lip slightly, her drunken peach blossom eyes were rippling, she looked at her and asked in a low voice: "Can't you?"

"……Row."

Seeing her expression like this, I really can't say anything.

After driving for ten minutes, I quickly entered the community.Meng Buqing's reversing skills were as proficient as ever, and he got in a few times, and the car parked inside the yellow line was stable and straight.

She got out of the car and held Ji Wan's arm to walk home.

Ji Wan stopped suddenly, grabbed her sleeve and said, "You said you wanted to eat strawberries, but we haven't bought them yet... we're going to the supermarket."

Meng Buqing reacted for a while before remembering, and smiled inconceivably:

"Do you remember being so drunk?"

She just said something casually at noon, and she forgot about it.

Ji Wan nodded, and took her hand to the fruit supermarket at the door.

"As expected of Teacher Ji," Meng Buqing said with sincere admiration, "Your memory is really good."

"It's not that my memory is good." Ji Wan paused, turned her head, looked at her seriously and said, "It's just that I have marked everything you said in my heart."

The night wind picked up her long hair and scattered it around her cheeks.

The corners of Meng Buqing's lips raised, and he raised his hand to help her smooth the hair around her ears, and said slowly: "Then you have to remember to mark this sentence, I have liked you all my life."

"..."

"If there is something about me that makes you unhappy, just tell me and I will change everything."

At this time, the wind gradually stopped, and the voice beside my ears was no longer blurred and fluttering.

"Then you have to forgive me and stay with me forever." Meng Buqing said softly.

Ji Wan was burned by her true and firm eyes, and unconsciously, she opened her arms and put her in her arms.

"Okay, I promise you."

"..."

After buying strawberries, I went home.

Ji Wan laughed selfishly, she raised her face, and asked her: "What you said just now, do you mean that you will listen to me in everything from now on?"

Meng Buqing stared blankly at her blushing drunken eyes, and nodded upon hearing this.

"Ah."

"Then you wash the strawberries," Ji Wan teased her and asked, "then give them all to me, is that okay?"

What are strawberries?

Meng Buqing stared at her bright red lips, feeling itchy again, and said in a low voice, "You can wash it and feed it to you."

After saying that, she carried the bag into the kitchen.

Roughly soak in salt water first, then rinse off the green leaves carefully.Meng Buqing went out with strawberries, and saw Ji Wan sitting on the sofa, looking at her phone with her face down.

"Don't play with your phone in a dark place."

She put down the strawberries.He went to turn on the light in the living room, and saw Ji Wan staring at him without blinking.

Meng Buqing found it funny: "What else do you need?"

Ji Wan pursed her lips and nodded with a smile in her eyes: "Sit over here and kiss me."

The author has something to say:

Hehehe, I overslept... I failed to get up early, and I wrote an update at night TT