C298 first heart exchange 14

She hesitated for a long time before finally lying down on his back.

He felt the increase in his body's heat and weight, and he was suddenly filled with joy, just like that year.

Ah, it reappeared yesterday.

A lot of silence. It was a lonely dusk, a bleak morning. He had always lost to her in the game of Beast Chess. Every time he lost, he would have to carry her on his back as they walked down the road of gingko.

Beast Chess, Go Chess, Chess Chess... As long as it was an intelligence competition, he would always lose.

He had lost more often, and he was desperate, but he had never broken his word — he always carried her on his back — and this was the only thing he had not done to her that year.

By then, wouldn't they love each other for a long time?

Little Treasure, have we truly fallen in love before?

He had already forgotten how many times he had carried her, back and forth, a familiar road that made the landscape look familiar, but the warmth of the weight on his back was familiar and never changed.

He dreamed of it many times in the middle of the night, but every time he woke up, he was empty-handed.

It was originally a cloudy day, but in the evening, there was a slight setting sun. Layers of sunset glow spread across the sky, turning it into a bloody mess.

The weight on her body was real and clear, just like her two hands that were hugging his neck. The feeling of her white skin, her docile tenderness, and her strand of long jet-black hair that was blown by the wind lazily sprinkled onto his neck …

Qu Cunzi walked forward step by step, and suddenly, a luxurious thought appeared in his mind: I hope that this road will lengthen a little, and perhaps a little longer … It would be best if they could never reach the other side …

However, no matter how long the journey was, there would always be a time when he would have to finish it.

At that time, he was already standing at the end of the road, where the sun was shining down brightly, and in front of him was the Wutong Xuan — — The Old Master had demolished several unsightly buildings and renovated them, cutting down the continuous Plum Blossom Forest. However, from start to finish, he had never moved against the Wutong Xuan.

He ordered people to keep everything of the Wutong Xuan.

He just planted a rose next to the Wutong Xuan that stretched as far as the eye could see.

At this moment, over ten thousand roses were blooming in full bloom. They were so red that it was hard for one to open one's eyes.

Qu Cunzi was still tightly hugging the woman on his back, as if he couldn't feel her weight.

Even Little Treasure had never seen Qu Cunzi being so silent.

His silence disturbed her.

However, she did not press him. She was as meek as she was back then.

However, he had been carrying her for too long. She could not bear to stay any longer.

"Mr. Qu …"

Finally, he let her down.

She quickly took a step back and maintained a suitable distance from him. Then, she forced a smile. "Mr. Qu, I'm leaving."

He suddenly rushed over and hugged her tightly.

The hug was so forceful that it almost made her ribs hurt.

His voice was filled with despair and grief, "Xiaobao... Little Treasure... Do you really not remember? Don't you remember anything? Back then, I carried you on my back every day, and we spent so many happy days together … Little Treasure, have you forgotten all of this? Are you deliberately trying to forget all this?... Did you really not love me at all? I don't believe... I would never believe... Little Treasure, you've given me so many happy days … At that time, you loved me … He must love me … "

Ever loved?

After so long, who would still remember?