The car gradually drove into the small mountain village.
After the death of his parents, his grandparents returned to the countryside to teach and educate people, and all their property seemed to have been transferred to Yunxing.
Yunxing didn't know this. Those things she didn't want would only make people feel sad.
The road became narrower and narrower, making it difficult for vehicles to enter. Yun Xing and Fu Jingshen got off the car at the entrance of the village, and Jiang Yuan and others went back first.
It was a cold autumn night in the north, but luckily I had changed into a set of warm clothes before getting in the car.
Fu Jingshen held her hand and walked slowly on the gravel road. The scenery in the countryside was more charming than the noisy city. The sky above his head was full of stars, and the half-gone moon was shining brightly.
It was not too late, at half past nine, and there were almost no people in the village, except for the occasional barking of dogs.
At a glance, there are ancient houses with a sense of age, and a small lamp is lit at the door of each house, as if it is specially prepared for passers-by.
Fu Jingshen was familiar with the road. After bypassing a large number of houses, he could see a neat cement road with small lights hanging on both sides. At the end of the street light was an antique wooden house.
The lights are on in the room, and he should be waiting for someone.
Yunxing was looking forward to it but nervous. It had been a long time since they had seen each other. What should he say?
The door creaked open.
Sun Yi was wearing a simple coat, probably because he was anxious and wanted to come out and see for himself.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw the two people holding hands.
The pale yellow light shone on Yunxing's body, giving Sun Yi the illusion that her daughter was back.
"Grandpa." Yun Xing let go of Fu Jingshen's hand, stood upright with his pen in hand, and spoke in a soft and waxy voice.
Fu Jingshen greeted him: "Mr. Sun."
Jin Sui heard the movement outside the house and came out to take a look.
"Why are you coming here so late?"
Yunxing looked at her grandfather, who was still serious in speech, sniffed, and wanted to hide behind Fu Jingshen.
"I'm afraid that the two elders will be worried, so I thought it would be best to come over." Fu Jingshen replied unhurriedly, pulling Yunxing back, who was standing stiffly, and holding him tightly with his fingers.
"Let's go back to the house first. The mattress has been laid out. We can talk about anything tomorrow." Jin Sui greeted them and asked them to enter the house quickly.
It's cold outside, and I'm afraid these two young people who don't know how to keep warm will get cold.
Grandpa and grandma are still the same, except they are older, and they never seem to like themselves very much, Yunxing thought.
Fu Jingshen must have been here many times and was very familiar with the layout of the house. He took Yunxing into the guest room.
Yunxing sat on the edge of the bed. Fu Jingshen squatted down and took off her shoes, then covered her bare feet with his hands and buried them under the quilt.
Yunxing was a little curious: "Do you come here often?"
Fu Jingshen nodded while taking off his coat: "Yes, after marriage."
Indeed after marriage. Fu Jingshen would come back once a month. At that time, Yunxing didn't have a deep relationship with him, so he didn't dare to bring him back with him.
Occasionally, I can only make up lies and explain Yunxing's latest news.
Sun Yi's words didn't convey his meaning, but Fu Jingshen knew that he was also paying attention to Yunxing.
A lot happened in the past two days. Jin Sui, who never took the initiative to contact Fu Jingshen, suddenly sent him a message, saying that he hoped he could bring Yun Xing back.
Yunxing looks like her mother, which is probably the reason why they don't want to see Yunxing too much. The knot in their hearts can only be solved by themselves.
"Thank you, Ah Shen." Yunxing lay on Fu Jingshen, feeling his heartbeat.
How could Yunxing not know that every time her grandmother came to see her, her eyes seemed to be looking at other people through her?
The other person, of course, refers to his mother.
Fu Jingshen pulled up the quilt and wrapped Yunxing well.
The person in his arms suddenly became restless, pressing him and kissing and nibbling him. Fu Jingshen's face became wet and hot, and he laughed.
The next moment I couldn’t laugh anymore.
Yunxing touched his Adam's apple with his right hand and gently traced the outline of his Adam's apple with his small hand. It was a little itchy. Fu Jingshen moved to stop it. This woman was deliberately playing with fire.
Yun Xing's hand was controlled by Fu Jingshen, and he leaned over to kiss it.
The moment his lips touched Fu Jingshen's Adam's apple, Fu Jingshen felt an unknown burning sensation under his body.
Fu Jingshen swallowed subconsciously, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and Yunxing chased after the kiss desperately.
It was really out of control. Fu Jingshen turned over vigorously and pressed Yunxing under him, his eyes burning.
The old wooden bed made a slight sound as Fu Jingshen turned over.
Yunxing looked at his lustful eyes and knew that this was too much.
The tone was full of guilt: "Grandpa and grandma will hear it."
Fu Jingshen bit her neck punitively, as if in response to the kiss she gave her in the car, and also as a symbolic punishment for her misbehavior just now.
He was still worried about Yunxing, and the area where the traces were left could be covered by pulling his collar higher.
"You did it on purpose!" Fu Jingshen's voice was so low and hoarse.
Yunxing nodded, wanting to laugh but not daring.
Fu Jingshen had no choice but to lie back on his side and put her in his arms: "I'll take care of you when I get back."
Yunxing stopped messing around and stayed close to Fu Jingshen.
The moonlight shines in through the window and falls on the two people on the bed, creating a sense of quiet beauty.
The night was still long and sleepiness filled the air. Fu Jingshen had a dream for the first time.
