On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter
Chapter Summary
As soon as her fingertips touched his palm, he held it firmly - the strength was very similar to the gentleness when he held the handkerchief to wipe her tears when she was a child, but with a bit more certainty that she would not let him escape. " Chen Mo smiled and handed the spool of string to Su Yuqing, then ran off with the kite. Su Yuqing looked at his silhouette against the light and suddenly remembered how she had waited a whole day for him, curled up on a park bench and cried, trembling...
Chapter 29
: Where the kite rides on the wind, old memories shine in the new sunshine!
Some people are born with a strong ability to empathize.
Although Su Yuqing didn't know where Chen Mo's deep sadness came from when he was listening to the song just now, she was able to sense it so keenly.
But now it is obvious that both of them have seen the light of day.
Because the person who has been lingering in my heart is now by my side as I wished.
After changing to the third bus that traveled between Xincheng and Jiuche, the scenery along the way gradually became familiar.
Childhood memories also gradually emerge.
The old town holds many memories for the two.
The bus slowly stopped next to the faded bus stop.
Chen Mo jumped off the bus first and turned around to reach out to Su Yuqing.
As soon as her fingertips touched his palm, he held it firmly - the strength was very similar to the gentleness when he held the handkerchief to wipe her tears when she was a child, but with a bit more certainty that she would not let him escape.
The wind from the old city, carrying the fragrance of camphor leaves, passed by the breakfast shop on the corner with its glass covered with water vapor.
The sizzling sound of fried dough sticks rolling in the iron pan, the jingling of bicycle bells, and the laughter of children chasing each other in the distance interweave into the background noise of the old times.
Chen Mo and Su Yuqing’s memories instantly went back to their childhood.
Nothing around me has changed.
When Su Yuqing's canvas shoes stepped on the bluestone road, she seemed to turn back into the little girl holding the hem of her skirt.
"The kite stall is at the end of the alley.
" Chen Mo turned into a narrow alley covered with wisteria with familiarity.
Amidst the mottled shadows of the vines, the corner of his clothes brushed across the back of Su Yuqing's hand when he turned around, causing a tingling sensation.
Colorful kites made of bamboo strips are spread out on the board extending outside the store.
"Come and take a look.
Which one do you like?
" Chen Mo smiled and pulled Su Yuqing to his side.
Su Yuqing glanced inside and outside the store, then stretched out her rosy fingers and pointed at a peach-pink butterfly kite hanging on the wall.
The gradient peach color on the wings is very spring-like.
When Chen Mo tiptoed to take it off, the copper bell on the skeleton jingled, startling a few sparrows under the eaves.
"Would you like one each for the young couple?
This blue butterfly kite goes well with the pink kite.
" The proprietress is very good at business.
After selling one kite, she wanted to take another one away.
Chen Mo smiled and shook his head, saying, "If I put two, how can I find a chance to touch her little hand?
"The proprietress was stunned when she heard this.
She looked at Su Yuqing in surprise, but saw Su Yuqing covering her mouth and chuckling.
Who would say it to someone's face if they wanted to take advantage of them?
So Su Yuqing knew very well that Chen Mo was obviously trying to shut the boss lady up.
I just thought it was funny and didn't feel shy at all.
But some words are often said in jokes.
Soon, in the park...
The wind speed today was very good.
The spring breeze blew on the faces of the two people, who were just feeling a little hot under the warm sun, and the temperature was immediately balanced.
"I'll show you how to run and throw a kite.
You'll feel a sense of accomplishment when you throw it and it flies.
" Chen Mo smiled and handed the spool of string to Su Yuqing, then ran off with the kite.
Su Yuqing looked at his silhouette against the light and suddenly remembered how she had waited a whole day for him, curled up on a park bench and cried, trembling.
She had never imagined that one day she would be able to do all the things she had always longed to do with him.
Flying a kite is just the first step.
Su Yuqing, who has faced her inner self, has already fantasized about having more intimate first experiences where two people can have fun together.
Love is inferior, and love is also greedy.
Who doesn't want more love?
The grassy slope of the riverbank was still covered with morning dew.
Chen Mo ran backwards to demonstrate, and the kite soared crookedly into the air behind him.
This can basically be considered a success, but he deliberately did not let it fly, but wanted Su Yuqing to experience this pleasure firsthand.
"How about it, have you learned how to watch it?
" Chen Mo smiled and took the spool of thread from Su Yuqing and handed the kite to her.
At first, Su Yuqing ran a little cautiously, which resulted in her speed not being fast enough.
"Speed up, speed up, run, very good!
" Under the encouragement and guidance of the old driver Chen Mo, Su Yuqing threw the kite three times but failed to fly up, but finally Chen Mo directed it to fly out obliquely.
With Chen Mo's skillful and quick pulling of the string, the kite soon flew up successfully.
"When I was little, I always dreamed of flying to the clouds on a kite.
" He looked at the kite in the sky with a smile, recalling his childhood self.
The rustling sound of the spool rolling in his palm was mixed with the ups and downs of old memories.
At this time, Su Yuqing stared at the spool in his hand with anticipation.
"Want to try it?
" Chen Mo smiled and handed the spool to her.
Su Yuqing imitated him and pulled the cotton thread, but was staggered by a gust of wind.
Just as the butterfly was about to land on the willow branch, Chen Mo hugged her from behind and placed his warm palm on the back of her hand.
He seemed to be teaching Su Yuqing to fly a kite very naturally, but in fact he had already quietly held her in his arms, covering her small hands with his big hands.
The conspiracy he had discussed with the proprietress before had now succeeded.
"Pull gently, don't be impatient.
"Su Yuqing felt at this moment like willow catkins crushed by the spring breeze, light and tingling with a tingling sensation.
The warmth of Chen Mo's body, covering her from behind, seeped into her back through the cotton fabric, just like the warmth he had transmitted through the handkerchief when he wiped her tears when she was a child, adding a bit of throbbing that made her heart burn.
When his arm was around her shoulders, the bitter scent of camphor leaves mixed with the faint citrus scent on his collar, overlapping with the scent of the little boy in her memory who comforted her with a mint candy wrapper, but with a bit more of the fiery passion that belonged only to teenagers.
Her fingertips trembled slightly as his palm pulled her, and the subtle burning heat from the friction of the cotton thread spread from her fingertips to the tips of her ears.
"The string should be alternately tight and loose, like the rhythm of a heartbeat.
" The boy grabbed the girl's hand and drew an arc.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and the kite suddenly soared high in the wind.
As the strong wind swept across the sparkling river, it shook off a string of light spots.
The cool morning breeze slightly lowered the temperature of Su Yuqing's gradually heating body.
My back was pressed against his heaving chest, and in a trance I couldn't tell whether the sound in my ears was the wind or our out-of-beat heartbeats.
She could almost hear the sound of her eyelashes fluttering - the throbbing of her heart at this moment was like the intoxication she felt when she was a child squatting beside him and secretly watching him doing somersaults alone, and like last night when she curled up in the new bedding and listened to him tossing and turning as he said goodnight through the door.
At this moment, the vibration frequency of her heartbeat caused by his chest pressing against her butterfly bone was more disturbing than the copper bell on the kite frame.
"I remember when we were little you always said clouds were like marshmallows and I wanted to taste what they tasted like.
" She looked up at the kite flying higher and higher, trying to find a topic to calm her accelerating heartbeat.
But she forgot that she had subconsciously admitted that she was the girl Chen Mo mentioned in the morning.
(End of this chapter)