The dazzling lights flashed quickly from both sides of the road like fireflies, and the scenery outside the car window became blurry and ethereal. The night filled Yuzhou City, all kinds of people, the crisscrossing streets, and the tall buildings lined up like a long-axle scroll, slowly unfolding under the galloping wheels. In the taxi, Li Qingxuan, who had not yet disappeared, snuggled in Wang Siyu's arms lazily, with a touch of intoxicating redness on her face.

One of her hands was hooked against Wang Siyu's neck, and the other hand was holding white high heels. She tapped the car window slowly and slowly, her lips trembling slightly, as if she was humming a sad song. Wang Siyu hugged her gently, smelling the faint fragrance floating on her hair. He took his eyes away from the car window, stared at Li Qingxuan, who was resentful and beautiful in his arms, slowly lowered his head, and gently kissed the tears on her face.

"Thank you!" Li Qingxuan murmured like a murmur, but more clear tears came out of her eyes.

"Shh... don't cry..." Wang Siyu gently put his fingers on her lips, raised his hand to wipe her tears, lowered his head and rubbed his pretty face, and whispered: "It will pass!"

"Yeah!" Li Qingxuan responded softly, stretched out his fingers, gently stroked Wang Siyu's chest, closed his eyes, trembling his long eyelashes, as peaceful as a baby. After a while, the car arrived at the intersection and slowly stopped. Li Qingxuan sat up slowly, held his hands on the car window, looked out in a daze, and exclaimed softly: "The night view of Yuzhou is so beautiful!"

"Yes!" Wang Siyu nodded, leaned back, hugged his shoulders, and smiled: "People are more beautiful!"

Li Qingxuan smiled sweetly, turned her head, glanced at Wang Siyu deeply, turned around, and sighed: "What a pity, I'm leaving tomorrow."

"I'm really not back?" An inexplicable melancholy surged from the bottom of my heart, and Wang Siyu asked sadly.

"Who knows?" Li Qingxuan shook her hair gently, sighed, and was silent for a long time before she said with a sad look: "Maybe when I get old, I will come back to see Yuzhou and Qingyang River."

Wang Siyu smiled, nodded, shook his head again, and said softly: "Don't be so pessimistic. Time can change many things, or bury many things. Either try to fight for him or forget him forever."

"I really can't forget it." A trace of pain appeared in Li Qingxuan's eyes, and the hands on the car window were clenched into fists.

Wang Siyu raised his hand and patted her back gently, stopping talking. For those who are heartbroken, any words of enlightenment are pale and powerless. Only time can dilute everything.

"Stop!" Li Qingxuan suddenly slapped the car window, turned her head and shouted. The driver quickly reduced his speed. The taxi slowly stopped more than ten meters ahead and leaned against the roadside. Li Qingxuan put on her shoes, reached out to Wang Siyu's suit pocket, took out her wallet from it, put it in her handbag, smiled and pushed the door out of the car, walked backwards, Wang Siyu took out a cigarette, threw it to the driver, and the two of them started to suck the clouds and smog after igniting it.

More than ten minutes later, Li Qingxuan slowly walked over under the moonlight, holding two red wine in her hand, took the taxi back to the taxi, and closed the car door casually. She smiled slightly, stuffed the red wine into Wang Siyu's arms, leaned on Wang Siyu's shoulder a little tired, touched a part on her shoulder with her hand, and whispered with guilt: "Does it still hurt?"

"It's okay!" Wang Siyu smiled, holding red wine in his right hand, passing through her waist with his left hand, and hugging her gently.

Li Qingxuan put her lips to his ear and whispered: "Let me watch the moonlight later."

Wang Siyu nodded gently, and the arm that was holding her waist tightened a little. Li Qingxuan bent down and lay on his thighs, rested her head on Wang Siyu's knees, slowly closed her eyes, and showed a faint smile on her face.

The taxi drove into the community. The two got out silently, but did not go upstairs. Instead, they sat back to back on the lawn under the pomegranate tree, looked up at the bright moon, savoring red wine, thinking about their own thoughts. The bright moon was in the sky, the shadows of the trees were mottled, and the air was filled with a faint fragrance of wine. Li Qingxuan's face became more and more gorgeous, and a faint sadness appeared in her eyes.

The night was getting deeper and deeper. Before I knew it, the wine had been drunk. The last light upstairs quietly went out. The soft branches of the pomegranate tree swayed gently in the wind. I felt a little cold in the night wind. Wang Siyu reached out to take off his suit, turned around, and gently draped it on Li Qingxuan. Seeing that she was still like a pear blossom with rain, she felt quite uncomfortable, so she took out a tissue from her trouser pocket and handed it to her. Li Qingxuan took the tissue, wiped the tears at the corners of her eyes, and asked with a smile: "How long does it take to forget someone?"

Wang Siyu stood up, walked to the pomegranate tree, reached out and patted the trunk gently, and whispered: "The time of a cigarette, or a lifetime!"

Li Qingxuan gently threw out the empty wine bottle in her hand, reached out and touched it in the suit pocket for a while, then turned around in disappointment, stretched out her hands, her eyes were like water, and she whispered: "Give me a cigarette!"

Wang Siyu shook his head and smiled, "When you try your best to forget him, it is the time when you miss him the most."

Li Qingxuan lowered her head and was silent for a long time before she let out a gentle breath, lifted her snow-white neck, and whispered: "You are right."

Wang Siyu frowned slightly and whispered: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Li Qingxuan shook her head, stretched out her hand, and said softly: "Help me up."

Wang Siyu touched his nose and smiled, walked over, pulled her up from the grass, and sighed: "I don't seem to have brought you back, I regret it now."

Li Qingxuan smiled and said softly: "It's nothing. You're right. I have a good impression of you, otherwise I wouldn't remember to call you when I want to indulge."

Wang Siyu shook his head and said, "Forget it, impulse is a devil, I'd better send you back. Where do you live?"

Li Qingxuan lowered her head and thought for a while, then raised her pretty red face, tiptoed, hugged Wang Siyu's neck, put her thin lips onto his face, gently blew out a breath of heat, then closed her eyes, trembled her eyelashes, and kissed her slowly and firmly.

Wang Siyu's heartbeat became fierce again, and he reached out to hug her. The two stood on the lawn and kissed passionately again. After a long time of breath, their lips separated. Wang Siyu barely suppressed the desire surging in his chest and frowned and said, "Why?"

"It's just a game for eliminating loneliness." Li Qingxuan panted and wrapped her legs around Wang Siyu's waist, raised her head and said, "Hold me upstairs."

Feeling the soft body, Wang Siyu's blood began to boil, and the hormones surged several times in an instant. He lowered his head and asked vaguely: "Why?"

Li Qingxuan let go of her hand, poured her body back, her long hair hung onto the tip of the grass, and she giggled: "Because we all drank a lot of wine, it is easy for a lonely man and a widow to get confused after drinking. Sexuality, can this reason satisfy you?"

Wang Siyu smiled, hugged her slender waist, and suddenly used force to pull her back with force. Without hesitation, he carried Li Qingxuan, who was as soft as boneless, and walked towards the entrance of the unit door, and soon came to the corridor.

Li Qingxuan sighed softly, stretched out her right hand, touching the hard wall with her cold fingertips, and her expression fell into a trance for a moment. The scene that happened in the hospital flashed in her mind again. Her heart trembled, and she suddenly withdrew her arms, hugged Wang Siyu's back with both hands, and scratched her ten fingers hard.

When the door opened, Wang Siyu stretched out his right hand, opened the chandelier in the living room, walked to the sofa with the beauty in his arms, lowered his head to kiss, Li Qingxuan giggled and avoided, stretched out a green index finger, gently pressed against Wang Siyu's lips, turned around and entered the bathroom. A few minutes later, the sound of water came from inside.

Wang Siyu lay on her back on the sofa, staring at the lights on the roof, and was stunned to remember the scene when she first met Li Qingxuan. She was a red rose blooming on the cold Christmas Eve. She was once confused by her beauty and quietly followed her to the restaurant. Later, when she was sleeping on the same bed, many scenes of that night quietly reappeared in her mind. Until this moment, Wang Siyu was a little unbelievable that she could bring her home so easily, but the sound of water coming from the bathroom reminded him that all this was true.

After a while, Li Qingxuan slowly pushed open the bathroom door and walked out barefoot. She had nothing else except a large bath towel that seemed to fall off at any time. She didn't stop in the living room and walked directly to the door of a bedroom. She stopped, then pushed open the door and walked in. Without turning on the light, she lay directly on the bed, reached out to pull the quilt open, stared at the roof in a daze, and her eyes became extremely wet and moist as her eyelashes trembled.

"Everything doesn't matter anymore, isn't it?"

Looking at the half-open door, Wang Siyu slowly sat up from the sofa, took off his clothes one by one, threw them on the ground, turned around and entered the bathroom, rushed to the body, then turned around and walked out, stood in the living room, looked at the faint door, and whispered: "Do you want some water?"

The bedroom was silent. Li Qingxuan didn't say anything, and still stared at the roof. It was not until the living room lights turned off that she suddenly realized that she suddenly sat up from the bed, walked slowly to the window, reached out to pull the light blue curtains, and the cool moonlight rushed in and poured quietly on the snow-white and smooth bed sheets. Li Qingxuan stood by the bed for a long time, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and hummed gently. The moonlight shone on her body, leaving a slender and soft shadow on the pink wall behind her.

The garden is quiet

Only the leaves are rustling

How beautiful the night

Enthusiasm

What a charming evening

My sweetheart sits beside me

Watching me quietly

I'd like to tell you

Don't know how to say it

How many words are left in my heart

The night is coming soon, the sky is bright

I sincerely wish you a happy girl

Hopefully from now on

I will never forget you

...

Wang Siyu stood by the wall with a cup of water, frowned and listened for a while, looked at the graceful back under the moonlight, sighed softly, turned around and walked out, but the singing stopped in an instant. Li Qingxuan slowly turned around, reached out her hand, and whispered: "I'm thirsty!"

Wang Siyu stopped, turned around and walked over with a wry smile, handed over the water cup, his eyes flashed over the sad and pretty face, swallowed secretly, coughed gently, and smiled and said, "Go to rest early, I'll go to the next room."

After saying that, he turned around and walked a few steps out, and glanced back, but saw Li Qingxuan in the moonlight smiled sweetly. Instead of drinking water, she gently placed the glass on the windowsill and reached out to untie the bath towel wrapped around her chest. The flawless body was completely exposed in front of her eyes. Looking at the fair and delicate skin, tall, crispy chest, and graceful waist curves, Wang Siyu immediately let out a "gurgle" in his throat, and it seemed like smoke was coming out of his throat. He rushed over quickly, picked up his smooth and soft body, and fell back straight.

On the wall, two faint shadows were entangled, rising and falling. After a while, accompanied by a painful moan, the big bed shook gently. Wang Siyu raised his head in shock and looked at the twisted pretty face. He was a little at a loss. After more than ten seconds of silence, he took a deep breath, buried his head, and continued to move carefully. The big bed began to shake slowly and rhythmically.
Chapter completed!