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The elevator reaches the first floor.

The metal door dinged open.

Wen Can drove the wheelchair out. In front of him was half of the living room. Under the spiral staircase was a black and white piano. Further away were a few empty sofas. There was no one in sight.

His eyes swept across the empty hall and then turned again.

A faint light from the sky hits my face.

The weather outside the window was not very good. It was evening but there was no sunset. The clouds were dark and low, which made people who had just woken up feel depressed and lonely.

But there was a person standing in front of the lattice window that ran through the entire wall.

She bent over and smelled the flowers on the windowsill, her head slightly tilted, the naturally curved ends of her hair swaying in the air. The dim light from the sky sprinkled on them, and they were as bright as moonlight.

The wheelchair stopped involuntarily.

The slight noise made the person in front of the window turn her head, and the sunlight shone in from behind her, completely outlining her figure.

Long black hair and eyebrows, white and transparent skin, light pink lips, and a small mole on the cheek - on the empty road, under the cloudy sky, the girl's cold and calm face poked out of the broken car window, silently intertwining with the glance back at this moment, and then completely overlapping.

Every subtle change in between is the passing of time—time that only he knows.

Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Ye Kong couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What's wrong? Don't you recognize me after not seeing me for a few days?"

No, it should be a new acquaintance.

The five fingers on the armrest curled up involuntarily, and the slender knuckles turned slightly white due to the force. He suppressed something unspeakable... something he didn't know whether it was pain or endurance, and smiled at her.

"I just woke up and haven't come back to my senses yet."

"Sleeping at this time..." The girl turned her head and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window. "Did you suffer from insomnia again last night?"

Without waiting for his answer, she seemed to have determined the answer: "Then I didn't disturb you?"

Still not waiting for his answer, she added, "I can't help it if I bother you."

She reached her hand behind her back, as if she had taken something from the windowsill, and then she slowly said, "I just came back from the flower box today, and when I arrived at school I found that you hadn't been to the cafe, but I really wanted to see you... so I came."

She walked forward slowly until she was almost in front of Wen Can, and looked at him with a slight smile on her lips: "I'm here to get the answer."

"In fact, I have already finished the flower box thing, and I delayed it for a day to give you more time. You should have thought about it, right?"

Maintain just the right distance, not too close to seem oppressive, nor too far to seem distant.

She looked at him with her hands behind her back and asked, "Do you want to date me, Mr. Wen?"

Wen Can looked at her face silently.

His gaze was like an invisible hand, carefully tracing the girl's growing face.

From the hair, to the eyebrows, to the bridge of the eyes and nose, to the mole on the cheek, and the light pink lips - this is different.

He thought of the girl in his vague memory, carrying such a big and childish doll on her back, wearing an old children's watch on her hand, but with a pair of cold eyes and lips that seemed like they could never smile.

But now she smiled.

To someone like me?

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of his lips.

...Ye Kong’s head moved involuntarily.

This was definitely not a happy or proud smile when someone confessed their love to them. On the contrary, this smile looked downright dejected and lifeless - no? Was it such a hopeless thing to be in love with me?

For the first time in her life, the girl doubted herself.

But this smile only lasted for a second.

The next moment, she met Wen Can's dark eyes, and he looked at her seriously and asked, "What kind of relationship do you want to have with me? I can only accept the kind that's just for fun."

Ye Kong: ...

Even someone as heartless as Ye Kong couldn't help but slightly widen his eyes and reveal an expression of astonishment.

"...I didn't realize you had this style." She said in surprise.

Wen Can shrugged, leaned back against the chair, stretched his body, and unexpectedly had a somewhat romantic and wanton demeanor, just like those playboys who lingered in the flowers and were full of scandals: "I can't help it. I just realized this in the past few days. I can't have a serious relationship. The burden is too great. If it's just for fun, maybe I can have a pleasant experience... What do you think?"

"..." Ye Kong was stunned for a long time before he said, "It's not impossible... I even think this is more like what I would say."

She looked at Wen Can with a strange expression: "But you... don't look like the type of person who would 'play around' at all."

Wen Can simply held up his face, and looked at her with a gentle and lazy smile: "It's really eye-opening, right? After all, I am also an adult that you have called uncle."

"…You'd better not act like an elder in front of me, because I'm actually better at beating and scolding the elderly than the young ones."

Ye Kong said this, his pupils drooped for a second, as if he was thinking about something, and then slowly raised them up: "So... are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?"

Wen Can raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you already an engaged couple?"

"But that's fake. Even if we're in a relationship for fun... our identities are real."

She took a step forward, crossed the safe distance, bent down slightly, looked at Wen Can, and said, "Now, I am your girlfriend and you are my boyfriend."

"I……"

The girl's dark pupils swept downwards, and her gaze fixed on the man's beautiful thin lips: "Can I kiss you openly and confidently now?"

The two are extremely close.

In front of the dimly lit window, two people, one sitting and one standing, one looking up and the other bending over, stared at each other for a long time.

The sight lines are like vines entwined with each other, or butterflies fluttering up and down.

Wen Can, who was supporting his face, couldn't help but laugh. Then he raised his hand, and his pale and slender fingers threaded through the girl's black hair, and gently stroked it, like a gentle caress, and then pressed down on the back of her plump head.

"I can't always let you take the initiative."

After he said this, he pressed her already lowered head towards him.

A longer and deeper kiss.

Their lips touched, and at first they only pecked a few times as a test or a warning - although they were called pecks, in fact they did not separate for even half a second.

After their lips touched each other, he slightly opened his thin lips and took a little of the girl's tightly closed lips that were still in a daze.

Still so gentle.

Until their lips were wet and Ye Kong began to respond, the man closed his eyes slightly, and the five fingers pressed on the back of the girl's head rubbed all the way to the side of her neck, until his thumb pressed on the thin collarbone through the cloth, and then he pulled the girl onto his legs with a little force.

Ye Kong was startled for a moment, but the feeling of being probed on her lips surprised her even more, forcing her to concentrate fully.

So she just sat sideways on the man's lap, letting that hand press on the back of her neck, and the other hand also covered her and held half of her face.

The girl closed her eyes, and her hand that was still holding something unconsciously raised up and wrapped around Wen Can's neck.

The long night is approaching outside the window.

They kissed for a long time in the dimming light.

It wasn't until the street lights came on that Wen Can suddenly opened his eyes.

What he saw was the girl's drooping eyelashes close to him, and the light pouring in the window like honey.

The man let out a heavy, rapid gasp, and his palm, which had been pressing so hard on the back of the girl's neck that it felt hot, couldn't help but clench it slightly - a signal to stop.

Ye Kong opened his eyes as if he had sensed something, an almost dazed look flowing from under his eyelashes.

Their lips were still touching, but their tongues were separated.

In this position, Wen Can couldn't help but laugh: "That's enough, your mouth will be swollen if you keep going like this."

Ye Kong remained silent, his eyes gradually becoming clearer, but he still did not separate from him.

Their lips pressed against each other again and again, like two kissing fish, without any lust, but somewhat overly intimate and ambiguous.

Wen Can's throat rolled for a moment, but his tone remained calm: "Do you really like kissing?"

Ye Kong: ...

The girl paused, and finally was willing to separate. She looked at him from a distance and said "hmm" after a moment.

Then she rested her chin on the man's shoulder again.

It was tentative at first, but then it turned into a hug with arms tightly clasped.

"And I like it this way."

Her hand groped from Wen Can's ear to the back of his head, letting the man's short black hair pass through her fingers, and then to his temples and cheeks.

She stood up again and held Wen Can's face with both hands: "I still like it this way."

Wen Can: ...

With his face held in his hands, he asked, "Can I ask why?"

Ye Kong thought for a moment and said, "I like this feeling...that you are mine."

She held his face, moved closer, pressed her forehead against his, and looked into his eyes: "All of this is mine."

"I can touch you anywhere, I can hold you for as long as I want, kiss you for as long as I want... and you will never resist."

Wen Can: ...