Black & White

He hugged her tightly and tried his best.

Buried her deep into the mouth, he lowered his head, calling her Yining in her ear.

This day, this picture, he has been waiting since she suddenly left the field with his life. As if there is only this obsession in his life, he stubbornly does not leave London or Cambridge. He often stands alone in front of the library where she used to go most in the windy and rainy days, imagining that one day, she Still holding the book and walking out of it as before.

But the day passed by like this, and she never came back.

Zhou Cun fantasised, probably since that time, he has entered the era of no ai, his body is still there, but the gentleness of Qianchen is gone, all taken away by her, so when the fog rises, the wind is surging. It's his sadness.

"Yining..."

Tell me, what attitude should we face each other now? In silence? To hug? Or is it lingering?

Ji Yining was shocked for five minutes.

In this way, he was held in his arms in a daze, the scent of weekend eau de toilette in the memory swept her whole person, and she reminded her of all the past that she was most familiar with.

The breath of fantasy, the embrace of fantasy, the gentleness of fantasy.

Forgot to remember, and to meet again after leaving, time set a puzzle, deliberately giving her another chance, so that she was defenseless against the damage afterwards.

She hardly dared to speak out, fearing that it was an illusion. She dared to speak, whispered, and cautiously: "Hold the illusion...?"

Zhou Cunhuan closed his eyes.

The way of ai person is so important that sometimes it determines the whereabouts and end of ai love.

He used to be too cautious, reluctant to push her a bit, knowing she doesn’t know how to be a person, knowing she doesn’t understand emotions, and he always reluctant to teach her to accept him by means of a man, only standing beside her , It was enough to look at her, and I was looking forward to one day when she would understand and would take the initiative to come to her.

It wasn't until she suddenly retired from his life that he realized that he had used the wrong way for Ji Yining.

It's already been wrong once, so he won't be wrong again.

Zhou Cunhuan slowly opened his eyes.

With a look, the breath of the whole body changed in an instant.

The calm temperament in the usual days faded in an instant, and the strong bottom se quietly surged. There is a strong deep se in the eyes, exaggerating the hope, the man's possession of the nv person.

Unconsciously, the fingers began to exert force, bringing her closer to him. A sideways, he slowly leaned over, Danse's lips slipped past her eyes, and fell between her soft lips.

Ji Yining almost reacted instinctively and pushed him away.

She didn't have much strength, only avoided his kiss, her body was still locked in his arms. She was completely disturbed by his sudden behavior, and eagerly wanted to tell him: "It's not okay to keep an illusion!"

"No, eh?"

He smiled slightly, thinking she was still as simple as before, so he interrupted her explanation.

"Back then, you said that holding hands is okay. You are not used to the others. At that time you were too young, so I was waiting for you. Now, I don't plan to wait any longer."

Zhou Cunhuan's slender fingers touched her unique soft lips.

Memories Ji Yining's simple and gentle face slowly reduced to an inch of territory under his fingers, making him feel that the two years of blank space between him and her seemed like a spring dream.

It turned out that Zhou Cunhuan never intended to forget.

He was indulged in her, in the past, and now it is truly unsatisfactory, and his voice is quiet.

Ji Yining was anxious. She looked at him and saw the plundering look in his eyes, so familiar, she could see this look from Tang Yi almost every day.

"Hold the illusion! I am now—"

He refused to listen, grabbed her waist and leaned down.

In the next second, Zhou Cunhuan suddenly stopped all his actions.

The thin lips were only a short j centimeter away from her lips, and he stopped suddenly.

Just because the out of sight fell on her neck, he accidentally saw all the secrets on her body.

Of course Ji Yining knew the reason why he stopped and what he saw. She didn't hide or dodge. She didn't intend to conceal anything, and confessed to him in the most direct way.

Hickey.

The dense, deep hickeys, covering her neck and collarbone, are the mark that Tang Yi declared possession of her during the lingering overnight.

Ji Yi spoke quietly and told him the fact: "I already...have someone I like."

...

In the evening, night fell.

On the bustling bustling streets, cars are like running water.

Two figures are particularly eye-catching among people coming and going. He walked side by side with her in a quiet posture, just walking slowly, understanding each other's tacit understanding, and no one spoke.

During the meeting during the day, the clear hickey on her body made Zhou Cunhuan thoroughly recognize reality. It hurts to the bone, but it is reality. He has no choice but to accept it.

The strength faded and returned quietly. This is the only thing he can do now.

Just in this early morning, Ji Yining quietly admitted in front of him that he had been lingering all night, and asked Zhou Cunhuan to surrender to reality in an instant——

Even though old habits can recall old time, some people are no longer with him.

"Before graduation, you suddenly disappeared. You didn't get a scholarship. You didn't even participate in the final graduation ceremony... The school kept asking me about your whereabouts. I can only tell them that you have a very urgent situation. will not leave."

Hearing his quiet voice streaming out, Ji Yining walked beside him and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry..."

"What are you sorry," Zhou Cunhuan's voice was bleak, "No need."

Really, no matter what she did to him, she didn't need to be sorry. One person ai and the other person would never think of asking her for sorry, ai she was too late.

In the evening, just after a patter of rain, the fruit shops on the roadside were open in twos and threes.

Zhou Cunhuan stopped in front of a fruit stand.

In autumn, pomelo encounters rain and becomes alive, very nh and ai.

He took out his wallet and bought a small pomelo. The boss asked him for a handful of change, he stretched out his hand to take it, and turned around, only to see a little girl behind him staring at the pomelo in his hand, he smiled and stuffed the change in his hand into the little girl’s hand. I heard her happily saying "Thank you, brother", and then reached out and handed his change to the fruit shop owner again, saying happily, "Grandpa, I want to eat pomelo too!" ’

Zhou Cunhuan turned around, smiled at Ji Yining, and pointed to the little nv boy who bought pomelo behind him: "Does it look like you?"

Ji Yining laughed: "What..."

"Your favorite," he handed the little pomelo in front of her, "There are not many fresh pomelos in L Tun, so at that time, every time you see it for sale, you will buy a lot of them in one go."

Thinking of the past, Ji Yining laughed.

Zhou Cunhuan raised his hand, flipped the shirt cuff over his arm slightly, and then peeled off the pomelo.

Ji Yining couldn't help but smiled at him, "I used to think that you were too skillful and beautiful in peeling pomelo. Sometimes I have to suspect that you were a pomelo seller in your previous life."

"If it's what you said, and what I'm interested in is..." He continued lightly: "...When I was a pomelo seller, would I be happier than I am now."

Ji Yining looked at him and suddenly became poor.

She can't afford his happiness.

He put the peeled pomelo in a gjing bag and stuffed it into her hand, just as he did to her in Cambridge. He smiled at her, then turned and walked away, his back alone and lonely.

Ji Yining looked down at the pomelo in the bag, pursed his lips, and walked towards him.

Not far away is a bridge, looming in the evening.

Zhou Cunhuan stood under the bridge and stopped.

He leaned against the railing on the bank under the bridge, turned around and asked her faintly: "...Does it look like the Bridge of Sighs we've been to before?"

Ji Yining nodded.

The gray masonry structure, without carvings, looks so ordinary, but it looks like the bridge of sighs in Venice.

He once went to Europe on a school trip with her. The Louvre in France, the Cologne Cathedral in Germany, the last stop is the Bridge of Sighs in Venice.

Legend has it that if lovers go to Venice and kiss under the Bridge of Sighs at sunset, they will live together forever.

But at that time, he did not kiss her, because she had not yet been able to accept the kiss, so he only held her hand and missed the only opportunity in his life.

When Bai Ju crossed the gap, Zhou Cunhuan looked at the bridge upstream, as if asking her, as if asking herself, "Later, I kept wondering if the legend is true."

If he was so ruthless to be more aggressive towards her at that time, would she be Mrs. Zhou now?

Obviously, I have had so many pasts with her.

In the Louvre, on a light afternoon, he stood behind her and watched her face the famous painting; in the church, he watched her hold her hands in prayer, and the cross in front of x was shining with soft silver light.

How did those days disappear?

Those in the past were clearly his and hers, but why did it go, and he didn't know it?

He suddenly called her: "Yining..."

"Yep?"

"The person you are on ai...At first, you were forced by him, didn't you?"

Ji Yining was shocked.

"What do you... mean?"

Zhou Cunhuan smiled, put his hands in the k bag, turned to face her, and faintly guessed all the facts.

"He forced you and forced you to accept all of his freedom, feelings, and even...xai. You will stay by his side, and even ai at the end, because he doesn't give you any other options.... …He forced you to lure you, you struggled, and finally found out that you actually have no way to do with him."

He m0 m0 her face, and his smile is as foggy: "I said, right?"

Ji Yining was very frightened, "How did you... guess?"

Zhou Cunhuan lifted his lips and pulled out a faint arc.

"It's not extreme, it won't keep you."

This is the biggest difference between him and Tang Yi.

He retreated and then retreated, always being cruel to her; and Tang Yi, from the very beginning, he wanted all of Ji Yining.

He faced her with reluctance in his eyes, "Is such a strong relationship really suitable for you?" In her current relationship, she has nothing to do with that man.

Ji Yining lowered his head and confessed to him: "I know that it will be hard to like him, but I have no choice but to like him so much..."

Tang Yi is the most luxurious feast in her life.

Mysterious, delicate and unthinkable, she couldn't stop.

The nostalgia in her eyes was so clear that he could see clearly. Where is this Ji Yining who was not obsessed before? Therefore, Zhou Cunhuan did not speak any more.

The two walked quietly for a long time.

Smelling the cool and dull fragrance with the wind, I know that there are rouge flowers blooming nearby.

Zhou Cunhuan turned sideways, raised his hand and gently picked off the two to make two eardrops. Then he turned around and hugged her gently in his arms as he did when he was young in Cambridge with her. He leaned down and put the flower pendant on her JiNgqiao's earlobe.

In the evening breeze, they gently rubbed her face, and the faint fragrance lingered, Ji Yining felt so happy. This kind of happiness was purely brought to her by an old habit. Others can't give it, only Zhou Cunhuan understands.

Putting aside the distribution on her forehead, he whispered goodbye to this relationship: "If he makes you work hard, you must also remember that Yining is the best."

She knew that he was encouraging her. Even if she doesn't help him, he will still encourage her. This is Zhou Cunhuan's gentleness.

So she can only thank: "Thank you for the illusion..."

He laughed and kissed her thin lips, printed on her forehead, the measured softness was all his warmth. The world was unpredictable, she left too fast, so he didn't have time to tell her, in fact, he had always regarded her as a lover to ai, as the future q to guard.

Next second.

"——!!!"

A beam of cold and intense sports car lights hit Ji Yining all the way, like a sharp knife, torn apart her figure mercilessly, as if to tear her apart. At the same time, there was a sharp warning sound from a sports car, the sharp sound, gliding through the night sky, frightening.

The violent light hit her, Ji Yining raised his hand to cover his eyes, unable to open them. She was guarded by Zhou Cunhuan, looking over, only vaguely saw the logo on the front end of the sports car.

The gorgeous and smooth bi-wing flying logo is the unique logo of the Spyker c8.

Ji Yining's mobile phone rang suddenly, and she answered in horror: "...Hello?"

"Come here."

Cold y, sharp, x-feeling, Tang Yi's voice.

The deep sense of oppression, the strength that can not be resisted, the breath of Tang Yi.