Kiss her 90,000 times

On New Year's Eve, no matter how cold Jiangcheng is, the streets and roads are still congested with traffic and crowded.

In particular, there is a fireworks feast on the riverside, and the towering buildings on both sides of the river cast colorful lights, which are reflected on the river, creating a bustling scene.

Shi Wan was sitting in the taxi, watching the night full of fireworks outside the car window, and involuntarily relaxed her body and mind.

Shi Wan looked down at the beautiful night scenery that Wenqing kept sharing on her mobile phone, and was about to reply when a familiar incoming call page suddenly popped up.

She paused with her fingertips and was stunned on the seat.

The bell continued to ring.

The driver driving next to him was an enthusiastic uncle. Seeing this, he smiled and said to Shi Wan: "Girl, your phone is ringing, is it your boyfriend calling you to spend New Year's Eve with you?"

Shi Wan wrapped herself up tightly, but she could tell that she was not very old. The driver was obviously used to this kind of scene when he said this.

Shi Wan smiled lightly, did not speak, and only responded with a heavy "um" from her throat.

She gripped the phone tightly.

Then slide your fingertips, connect to the phone, and stick it to your ear.

She was silent.

The other side was silent for two seconds before asking, "Where are you?"

The moment she heard Fu Conglin's voice, for some unknown reason, Shi Wan's nose twitched, she blinked, and pushed down her hat to cover the glare of the light ahead, "Get in a taxi."

"Why did you leave without saying hello? I don't know if I will be worried?"

Shi Wan unconsciously fiddled with the zipper lock on the pocket of the down jacket with one hand, and said in a muffled voice, "...I want to watch the fireworks."

"Where."

She held back for a moment, "By the river."

"Well, send me your location when you arrive."

When the words fell, the man simply hung up the phone.

When Shi Wan put away the phone, she became more and more depressed. She shrank in the passenger seat, and there was a couple behind, laughing and talking sweetly.

The driver also participated in their topic very enthusiastically, and the atmosphere in the car was very lively.

Shi Wan tilted her head against the car window and closed her eyes.

……

The road was really congested, so Fu Conglin lowered the car window, put one elbow on the window sill, and let the biting cold wind blow in.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the heavy traffic in front of him, feeling a little impatient.

Not long after, the phone rang.

He turned his head and glanced, it was from the old house.

His brows furrowed invisibly.

Then answer.

Duan Suhua's startled voice resounded in the silent car: "Where have you all gone? Is there such a parent who wakes up obediently now, crying all the time, and I can't be coaxed well!"

The words were accompanied by the crying of the baby.

Fu Conglin took a deep breath into his chest, pursed his thin lips slightly, his brows and eyes looked a little sharp as the light and shadow flickered, "Didn't he fall asleep, why did he wake up again?"

Duan Suhua was taken aback, hesitating a bit, "Didn't you all go away, I was worried that he would be afraid, so I picked him up and planned to take him back to my room..."

In the end, how did you know that the little guy was quite sensitive, and he woke up as soon as he touched it. When he opened his eyes, he didn't see the person he wanted to see, and immediately howled at the top of his throat.

Duan Suhuarao had experience in raising children, but at the moment she was also frightened into a panic. She held Fu Yushi in her arms and coaxed him again and again, but it still didn't work.

Fu Conglin: "..."

He raised his hands tiredly and pinched the center of his brows, "I'm out with Shiwan now, and I can't go back for the time being. Since you woke up after tossing around, you can just figure it out."

Before Duan Suhua had time to say more, the phone was hung up.

She opened her mouth and closed it again.

Virtue!
She coaxes her to coax, this is her good grandson, with the blood of their Fu family, I don't believe it can't be coaxed well.

Half an hour later, Shi Wan sent Fu Conglin an address.

At that time, Fu Conglin was still stuck on the road and had no time to respond.

After arriving at the riverside, there were too many people and vehicles, so it was not easy to park. Fu Conglin went around half a circle before finding a parking space.

Before going out, he walked in a hurry. Before he could dry his hair after taking a shower, the ends of his hair were wet. When he got out of the car, he was blown by the wind, and the chill surged up.

While following the navigation, Fu Conglin searched for Shi Wan's figure in the surrounding area.

After looking for Fu Conglin for a while, he lost his patience, because there were so many people, and although there were lights on the side of the road, the light was not particularly bright, and everything was almost shrouded in darkness.

He initiates a location sharing message to Shiwan.

In a few seconds, Shi Wan entered.

The mobile phone page turned, and the wechat avatars of the two were in the dense surrounding map, separated by a certain distance.

Fu Conglin: Stand still and wait for me to come over.

Shi Wan: Good.

Fu Conglin searched for the past, step by step, looking at the screen from time to time.

Shi Wan's profile picture didn't move.

He is getting closer and closer to her.

The two portraits are gradually moving closer.

In about a few minutes.

Avatars overlap.

Fu Conglin looked up.

The man was tall and tall, standing out of the crowd like a chicken, his eyes roving.

Suddenly, on a high ground somewhere, I saw a slightly familiar figure.

As if sensing something, the other party raised his head and looked over.

Their eyes met abruptly.

Fu Conglin's eyes dimmed, and he walked over steadily.

Shi Wan stared at him blankly until he got close.

Fu Conglin nodded and looked up at her, and opened his hands towards her. The man's arms were broad, "Come down."

Shi Wan stood on the high ground steps, much taller than him, said nothing, stretched out her hand involuntarily, bent slightly, and let herself pounce on it.

Fu Conglin had a strong arm, wrapped around her waist, and brought her down effortlessly.

Shi Wan touched his wet hair and said softly, "Why is it wet..."

"I didn't have time to blow it after washing." Fu Conglin supported her body and put her down steadily.

When Wan heard the words, she felt very uncomfortable, and she could think why he didn't make it in time, she moved her lips, and was about to say something.

Fu Conglin let go of her, with a calm expression, "Didn't you mean to watch the fireworks?"

Suddenly leaving his embrace, Shi Wan felt cold when the wind blew.

She lowered her eyelids: "Well, I have let it go before, and I have to wait for the new round."

Fu Conglin took out his phone and checked the time.

23: 57.

Probably soon.

Fortunately, it also caught up.

"Then wait."

Shi Wan felt that the air was a bit cramped, which made her feel a little tight in her chest, and tilted her head involuntarily, seeing Wen Qing waving to her not far away, with a happy expression on her face.

She also waved her hand, and pulled her lips a little stiffly.

Fu Conglin noticed her actions, "Do you know anyone?"

Shi Wan explained: "A Qing and Zhou Cuo are here."

Fu Conglin looked over, and sure enough, he saw the loving couple in couple outfits with their hands on their waists.

There was a sudden commotion all around, and many people rushed forward.

Afraid of being scattered by the crowd, Fu Conglin pulled Shi Wan's arm and brought her to her side, her tall figure standing in front of her.

A towering Big Ben was built by the river, surrounded by people, and the clock was turning slowly as time went by.

Some people couldn't bear it anymore and shouted one after another.

Shi Wan leaned passively on Fu Conglin's arms, and smelled the familiar aura on his body, bringing with it the coldness of winter.

She looked up and saw his superior chin. The man's face was reflected half-brightly in the night.

There are other people's noises beside her ears, but she is peacefully in a corner.

The emotions came violently, and her heart was sore, "Fu Conglin."

"Ok?"

He lowered his head, his eyes fell on her, and he looked at her face intently in the darkness, his brows and eyes were cold and hidden an unknown depth of affection.

"I—" she just uttered a syllable.

"ten!"

There was a lot of voices, and with the rotation of the second hand of Big Ben, it was almost a carnival.

Shi Wan's low voice was completely covered up.

Only then did she realize that it was the countdown to the New Year's Eve.

"seven!"

After his fingers were pinched, the man leaned down and approached her shoulder, still staring at her for a moment, "What did you say?"

Shi Wan's heart was moved, she held his hand instead, she stood on tiptoe, "I said—"

The sound was blown away by the wind and scattered by the outside world.

"five!"

She shook her head, smiled suddenly, her eyes were full of smiles, with tears streaming down her face, and she just looked at him.

She opened and closed her lips word by word, and she said a few words.

The waist was suddenly hugged by the man, so strong that she was in pain.

Fu Conglin stared at her closely, the man's eyes were full of forbearance.

"three!"

A long cry pierced the sky.

"Two-boom-boom!"

Colorful fireworks are brilliantly blooming in the sky along with the countdown, one after another.

"One! Happy New Year——!"

Shi Wan was attracted by the fireworks, she turned her head with a smile on her lips.

Wen Qing and Zhou Cuo don't know where they were crowded by the crowd, but in her vision, there are still loving couples or couples, happy reunion families, everyone is full of smiles on their faces, looking forward to the renewal of the calendar, with good wishes.

Her face was turned back by the man's hand.

The gaze was fixed on his face again, and the angle of the backlight was obviously more and more unreal, but she was familiar with every inch of him, and she had already engraved it in the bottom of her heart countless times.

Tears that could not be held back finally welled up in her eyes, and her vision gradually became blurred.

During this period of anger, grievances, entanglement and retreat, they were washed out with tears.

The woman's tears were like some kind of signal, and Fu Conglin's Adam's apple rolled silently twice.

Shi Wan hugged him one step ahead of him, wrapped his arms tightly around his waist, and like most women at the scene, showed her emotions wantonly in her lover's arms.

Fu Conglin hugged her back, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones with so much strength, the man breathed deeply and his chest was heavy.

Obviously the Cold War made both of them uncomfortable. This is a long-lost hug, which is more hard-won, rare and profound than any previous hug.

They are familiar with each other, body temperature, embrace, body, no one else in this world knows each other better than them, absolutely, inseparable.

The man touched her wet cheek and held her in warm hands. The next second, a hot kiss fell.

With the imprint of snow and coldness on her lips, it was hot and real, bitter and relieved, intimate and lingering.

"It's okay." The man whispered.

This is an answer to what she said earlier.

This kiss was extremely gentle and patient. At this time, there was no need for cumbersome words, it was just a kiss.

They can understand each other's mind.

All the noise seemed to be far away from them, and they kissed quietly and passionately in the night and snow scene.

I don't know how many times Big Ben has walked, and how long the fireworks have been in full bloom, as if I can't notice the passage of time.

It wasn't until Shi Wan had difficulty breathing, and Fu Conglin patiently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, that she trembled and opened her eyes, the eyes were filled with mist, and the man finally let her go.

Pressing against her forehead calms down.

"Also." Shi Wan held the back of his hand, "I love you."

Fu Conglin smiled with his eyes closed, and said in a hoarse voice, "I know."

Afraid that she might not hear, I repeated it again: "I know."

I'm sorry, and I love you.

he knows.

He knows it all.

It is difficult to define who is more dominant in a marriage, man or woman, but it seems that the one who bows his head first is more weak, but don’t generalize, willing to accommodate and give in, it’s just a state of peace between husband and wife .

In fact, Fu Conglin was coaxed better than Shi Wan.

if she wanted to.

"Thank you."

He kissed her forehead.

The fireworks have subsided, and the flow of people along the river is surging again.

Fu Conglin took Shi Wan's hand and walked out, "Let's go, let's go home."

……

Back at the old house, it was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the hall was quiet.

Shiwan is going to the kitchen.

Fu Conglin pulled her back: "What are you doing?"

"Make some ginger soup." She pointed to his still wet hair.

Usually a man's hair is meticulously shaped, but now it is a little messy and soft, which makes him look less cold and serious, and more free-wheeling.

"You go up and take a bath first, and I'll serve it after I cook it."

Fu Conglin looked at her.

Shi Wan avoided his gaze, and looked away uncomfortably, "Hurry up, or you'll catch a cold easily."

Saying to go.

Fu Conglin followed behind her.

Shi Wan's footsteps paused, "I'm talking to you, did you hear me?"

The man nodded stingily and didn't move, "Yeah."

She frowned, with a very disapproving expression, "Then go."

He looked at her for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and pinched her face.

Shi Wan was stunned.

Fu Conglin took it back after touching it twice, and copied it into the pocket of the down jacket.

"are you--"

He spoke, then stopped mid-sentence.

Shi Wan then asked, "What's wrong with me?"

The man stood in front of her, lowered his eyes, glanced at her face, there was a hint of teasing interest in his eyes, but his face was serious, "I see you, you seem a little shy?"

Shi Wan opened her eyes in astonishment, as if she had been stabbed in her mind, subconsciously pursed her lips, clenched her fingers, and said in a harsh voice, "What are you talking about, how could I..."

Fu Conglin saw that she looked like she was facing a formidable enemy, and she was still nervous and pretending to be calm. The man curled his lower lip calmly, and his voice was low and slowly covered with sporadic smiles: "Really, then It may be that I felt wrong, I was quite courageous when I confessed my love before, but I should not be shy now."

Shi Wan blinked, her ears felt a little hot, she nodded stiffly with a sullen face, "I'm going to cook the soup."

After leaving a word, it was almost like running away, and there was no need to urge Fu Conglin to take a bath.