Lucas stood up smiling, looking at her and asked, "No matter how long I stay, I’m still a man."
Yinyin’s face involuntarily flushed, her body silently moved to the side of the bed to make space for him. Lucas lifted the blanket and lay beside her, initially planning to sleep properly, but soon realized how difficult it was.
The bed was warm with her body temperature, the pillow held the faint scent of her hair from when she had just slept on it, and she was lying obediently beside him. Even with a half-ter distance between them, he could see her eyes clearly in the dark, and couldn’t resist moving closer and wrapping his arms around her.
Her body visibly stiffened, and he wasn’t much more natural either. Even though he had known her for a long ti and they lived together, they had never been this intimately close, let alone slept on the sa bed.
"Yinyin..."
Yinyin looked at him shyly, then lowered her eyes slightly. Her hand gradually lifted and fell on his chest, perhaps this was the only love she could give him now. Returning to this place marked a new beginning for everything. This was his ho, but it did not belong to her.
Lucas didn’t notice the unusual look in her eyes, instead, he ignited with passion because of her initiative.
Her hand slowly unbuttoned his shirt, her not-so-warm hand touched his burning chest, causing Lucas’s rationality to collapse instantly. He held the back of her head, looked at her face, hesitated for two seconds, and seeing her not resisting, he boldly kissed her.
Tender and lingering, carrying a careful hint of love.
The surge was unstoppable, Yinyin tried her best to respond to him, yet her eyes gradually filled with mist. Lucas reached out and wiped the corner of her eye, asking tenderly, "Does it hurt?"
She shook her head, gritted her teeth, and bit her lip, shifting her gaze to the side. When his movents slowed down, she whispered hoarsely, "...I’m not a virgin."
His large hand gently caressed her face, covered with a thin layer of sweat, "I don’t care, Yinyin. Let’s forget the past together, start anew from here, and not pursue everything that happened before, okay?"
Yinyin turned her gaze away, not wanting him to see her tears, and nodded, "Hmm..."
Who knows what will happen tomorrow? No one can guarantee to always accompany soone. They’ve long outgrown the age of idealizing love, so it’s not so easy to believe in so-called pledges anymore. Because all beautiful imaginations crumble in front of reality.
After the storm subsided, he held her from behind, their bodies stained with sweat, yet warming the cold winter significantly.
Yinyin controlled her sobbing motions, trying her best not to let him notice her emotions. After a long ti, when his breathing cald down, confirming he was asleep, she dared to turn her head to look at him. Using the faint light from outside the window, she gazed at his face, greedily stroking his cheek.
During the day, she took him to the places they had once visited together. She rembered all those mories, but now they were just her own. The familiar scenes did not evoke his mories, and she no longer wanted to recount these stories to him as a third person.
Her heart had always held only him, there was no so-called past love.
"Did you always live here before?"
"Hmm."
"Then why did you go to the island?"
Seeing her just smile, probably recalling so unhappy past, Lucas hurriedly changed his words, "I was just asking casually. I’ve already asked you to forget the past, why ntion it again?"
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