White Olive Tree

36 • A night of love

Li Jungkook  came back from taking a shower, and Song Lisa  was lying on the desk looking through the photos he took today.

She heard footsteps and turned around to see that his hair was slightly wet, his face was clean, and he was wearing a loose T-shirt and shorts, revealing his smoothly toned arms and calves.

Song Lisa ’s heartbeat quickened quietly, and he turned back and pretended to continue looking at his phone.

Li Jungkook  also looked a little unnatural. He didn’t speak for a while. He sat on the edge of the bed and unconsciously wiped his half-dry hair with a towel. He glanced at her back as she curled up in the chair.

Silence. Quiet.

After a while, he asked, “Are you going to take a shower?”

Song Lisa  slowly raised her head, then slowly turned back to look at him, and whispered: “I forgot to bring my pajamas.”

Li Jungkook  pulled the corner of his lip slightly, stood up, picked up a T-shirt from the closet and handed it to her: “Wear this.”

Song Lisa  held the T-shirt and sniffed it when he went out. There was still the smell of him.

The door closed and Li Jungkook  slowly exhaled.

He lay on the bed and thought for a while, then got up and went to the study to find a few thick photo albums.

The spring night was still a little chilly. He was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, feeling a little cold. He took off the quilt and wrapped himself in it, then sat on the bed and flipped through the photo album.

After a while, Song Lisa  came back, holding something in his fists, and asked in a somewhat reserved tone, “Do you have a hanger?”

“Yes, what’s the matter?” Li Jungkook  got out of bed to get it.

Song Lisa  blushed: “I forgot to bring my underwear.”

Li Jungkook : “…”

He handed her the hanger, and she unfolded the small cotton cloth in her hand, and hung a small white triangle on the hanger. She was embarrassed to hang her underwear outside, fearing that her uncle would see it, so she could only hang it in the room, hanging it on the back of Li Jungkook ’s chair.

Li Jungkook  took one look at the palm-sized pair of panties and felt uneasy for no reason.

Song Lisa  hung up his underwear, turned around to look at him, and touched his arm a little awkwardly. He had just finished taking a shower and felt a little cold.

Li Jungkook  touched her back and said, “Go under the quilt, don’t catch a cold.”

“Oh.” She climbed onto the bed obediently.

As she crawled, his pure cotton T-shirt stuck to her body, outlining her slender back and round buttocks. Under the T-shirt, there were two long and well-proportioned legs, which were dazzlingly white, like milk, under the light.

She had nothing on underneath.

Li Jungkook ’s throat was a little dry. He pursed his lips, lowered his head and scratched the back of his head twice. He felt that his night was over and he couldn’t sleep.

Song Lisa  curled up in the quilt, sat cross-legged, and opened the old photo album on the bed.

The first page was a photo of Li Jungkook  when he was a baby. He had a round face and grape-like eyes, and was very cute. In one of the photos, he was wearing open-crotch pants. Song Lisa  stared at that spot and chuckled.

“Where are you looking?” Li Jungkook  sat on the bed, got into the quilt, and turned to the next page of photos.

One hundred days, one year, one and a half years old…

There are a lot of photos, and you can see how much this family values this child.

Song Lisa  saw a photo of Li Jungkook ’s mother. She was a very beautiful woman, thin, gentle, and had a particularly soft smile. But she never appeared again after he was four or five years old.

Song Lisa  sighed softly: “Your mother is so beautiful.”

Li Jungkook  said: “She died of illness. Apart from the photos, I can’t remember her appearance clearly.”

Song Lisa  asked: “Hasn’t your father started over again in these years? He is obviously very handsome.”

Li Jungkook  shook his head, feeling somewhat regretful: “When I was young, he was afraid that my stepmother would treat me badly; later he said he was used to being alone. In fact, he comes into contact with many people at work, so it is not difficult to find someone. I know that there are people who like him very much now. But he just… doesn’t want to rebuild his family again.”

Song Lisa  could guess that in Li’s father’s heart, everything he had was to be left to his son, and there was no way he would share it with other families.

She continued to flip through the photo album, watching him grow up little by little. When he was two or three years old, he already looked like the current Li Jungkook , with big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a very pretty little boy. He was even more childish and cute when he was in elementary school, and when he entered junior high school, he became handsome and handsome. He seemed to have a rebellious period in high school, and the boy in the photos always looked dull and arrogant.

She turned the pages one by one, and he explained them one by one: “This is elementary school, Children’s Day on June 1st.”

“When I was in the third grade of elementary school, my dad took me to climb a mountain.”

“Fifth grade, going on a spring outing with classmates.”

“On the first day of the new year, I went to Hong Kong with my uncle, aunt and family.”

“On the third year of junior high school, I went to the playground with my cousin. His nickname is Yogurt.”

“high school……”

It was not until she went to military school that the lines of her facial features became clearer and deeper. The photos were all of her in military uniforms, showing training, drills, life, play… one scene after another vividly appeared before her eyes.

Song Lisa  was glad that he had a rich imagination. He could imagine many scenes at that time just by looking at the photos.

Turning to the end of the album, she saw many photos of him taking when he was learning how to defuse bombs.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at his right ear. Li Jungkook  smiled knowingly and said, “It’s getting better recently.”

Song Lisa  said: “That’s good, I can do what I want to do again.”

“But I’m greedy and want more,” he said. “I want to get completely well.”

Song Lisa  knew clearly that teaching theory and frontline practice were two different things. Although he looked gentle and harmless, he was extremely firm in his beliefs. It was impossible for him to accept reality and go with the flow.

No one can predict the future, and she will not perfunctorily comfort him by saying that everything will be fine. The only thing she can do is to reach out and hold his hand tightly and accompany him.

Li Jungkook  stroked the back of her hand with his thumb, smiled faintly, and said, “I’m fine. Everything is fine now.”

“I know.” I just suddenly wanted to touch you.

“But…” Song Lisa  flipped through the photo album, accurately found one of the pages, pointed at a photo, and asked, “Who is she?”

Li Jungkook  tilted his head and saw a photo of him winning the Outstanding Model Award three years ago. In the same frame with him was a beautiful short-haired female soldier who received the award together that year.

Li Jungkook  said: “Comrades.”

Song Lisa  asked: “Ex-girlfriend?”

Li Jungkook  suddenly laughed, tilted his head to look at her, and asked in a low voice: “Are you jealous too?”

Song Lisa  frowned and said, “It’s not fair. I don’t even have an ex-boyfriend.”

Li Jungkook  looked at her expression and smiled silently, then stopped laughing and said seriously, “I don’t have an ex-girlfriend either.”

Song Lisa  was stunned, raised his eyes, and looked anxiously: “Really?”

He said: “That day in the corridor, I was close to my family for the first time.”

Song Lisa  pursed her lips but couldn’t help laughing. She blushed slightly when he looked at her. She changed her sitting position awkwardly. As a result, her feet accidentally rubbed his legs. When she was about to pull them back, he had already grabbed her feet under the quilt: “Why are they so cold?” He covered her with his legs.

Song Lisa  suddenly felt a warm sensation. She said, “I thought you must have had a girlfriend, maybe several.”

Li Jungkook  raised his eyebrows slightly: “Why do you think so?”

“Because you’re nice.”

“You’re good, too.”

“In fact, I have met many boys, but I have never felt anything for them.” Song Lisa  thought about it. She had met many men at work, but none of them made her heart flutter. As for him, he was etched in her heart after just a glimpse.

“I don’t come into contact with many girls. I’m surrounded by men. The instructors will introduce them, but like you said, I don’t feel anything.”

Song Lisa  asked: “Does your instructor often introduce you to potential partners?”

“…” Li Jungkook  saw through her thoughts and laughed, “Often? Do you think our place is a marriage agency? Do you have nothing to do all day and only go on blind dates?”

“…” Song Lisa  rolled his eyes at him.

Having said that, I simply said, “I thought you were Shen Jennie ’s boyfriend before.”

Li Jungkook  was stunned: “Why?”

“She said so herself.”

He was stunned again, then came to his senses: “No wonder you were so cold to me in the East Country.”

Song Lisa  didn’t expect that he had already noticed her, so she asked, “You… did you have any impression of me at that time?” She then complained, “I also feel that you always fail to remember me.”

Li Jungkook  recalled for a moment and said, “At first I just thought this girl was very brave, but later… when you were washing your hair, I thought you were… quite special.”

She gave him a light push with her foot.

As they chatted, she felt a little sleepy and yawned, covering her mouth.

Li Jungkook  asked, “Are you asleep?”

Song Lisa ’s eyes were misty with tears due to yawning, and he nodded.

The two looked at each other, and she felt inexplicably awkward for a moment.

Li Jungkook  was also a little uncomfortable, so he looked away, put away the photo album on the bed, and got out of bed by lifting the quilt. It didn’t matter that Song Lisa  just pulled her legs back, and Li Jungkook  accidentally glimpsed under her T-shirt…

In an instant, a surge of blood rushed to my head.

He calmly put away the photo album and left the bedroom.

He stood in the dark study room, holding onto the bookshelf, lowered his head and tried to adjust his breathing, but the visual impact just now could not be erased from his mind for a while.

Pink and tender.

When Li Jungkook  returned to the bedroom, Song Lisa  was curled up on his side, sleeping peacefully.

He turned off the light, climbed onto the bed, opened the covers, lay down beside her, and put his arms around her waist.

In the darkness, he noticed that her body stiffened for a moment, but then slowly relaxed.

The two of them lay side by side facing each other, their breathing was faint, and their breaths tickled each other like feathers in the darkness. Li Jungkook  smelled the scent of shower gel on her body, which was his own scent, and he felt that he was undergoing a test of his willpower.

Gradually, his eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he saw in the dim light that she also opened her eyes and looked at him, her eyes were clear black and white, and sparkling.

After staring at each other for a long time, he gently embraced her, and she squeezed towards him and snuggled into his arms.

He leaned over and kissed her lips, sucking on each other gently, not passionately, but filled with infinite affection.

Song Lisa  was a little confused by his kiss. If there were no other people at home at the moment, she suspected that she would surrender and give herself to him completely.

Her breathing became increasingly disordered, and she almost sobbed.

His breathing became heavier and he could hardly control his emotions.

He finally restrained himself and let her go.

In the dim light of the sky, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes were watery, and the corners of her mouth were curved in a sweet smile.

He whispered, “What are you laughing at?”

She snuggled into his arms, hugged his waist, hummed twice with satisfaction, but said nothing.

Just sleeping in his arms makes me feel happy.

He kissed her eyes and whispered, “Go to bed early.”

“Um.”

Li Jungkook  took off his hearing aid and put it aside, then hugged her and closed his eyes.

In the silent night, Song Lisa  curled up in his arms and suddenly whispered: “A Jungkook , I like you so much. … I like you very much.”

Li Jungkook  slowly opened his eyes.

He…heard it.

The person who was speaking was still unaware, sleeping in his arms with his eyes closed, with a curve at the corner of his lips.

…

The next morning, Song Lisa  didn’t wake up until about nine o’clock. Surprisingly, Li Jungkook  didn’t wake up either, and slept soundly beside her.

She stared at his quiet and handsome sleeping face for a long time before he seemed to sense something and opened his eyes hazily. Before he woke up, he held her in his arms, buried his head in her shoulder, and snorted, “I didn’t sleep well all night.”

Song Lisa  had never seen him act so coquettishly before, and her heart melted. She stroked his hair and asked, “Why didn’t you sleep well?”

He was stunned by the question and remained still for a second. This time he was awake, raised his head and asked, “What time is it?”

“nine thirty.”

He let go of her, turned over and lay flat on his back, looking at the ceiling with a calm and dazed expression.

Last night, she nestled softly in his arms, her warm, moist breath caressing his face and neck like feathers, and he restrained himself the entire night.

Seeing his hot and cold attitude, Song Lisa  came over and asked, “Ah Jungkook , are you in a bad mood after waking up?”

“Huh?” He came back to his senses, sat up and rubbed his hair, “No.”

Li Jungkook  got out of bed and saw Song Lisa ’s underwear still hanging on the chair, so he reached out and touched it.

Song Lisa  huddled in the quilt: “Did you do it?”

“Not yet.” Jiangcheng is too humid.

“What should we do then?”

Li Jungkook  took out the electric heater from the storage room and dried her underwear. While drying, he was a little puzzled that a girl’s underwear was so small.

After drying, Li Jungkook  put away the heater and Song Lisa  changed his clothes.

Breakfast was ready and it was very rich, with fried potato cakes with bean curd skin, sweet tofu pudding, and glutinous rice balls cooked with sweet wine.

Li Qingchen didn’t know what Song Lisa  liked to eat for breakfast, so he prepared a little bit of everything.

He was tending to his flowers and plants on the balcony. After Li Jungkook  finished eating, he stood up and walked over to him and asked, “Did Aunt Liu send you the glutinous rice balls?”

“She said you’re back and she’ll make you something to eat.”

Li Jungkook  leaned against the wall and said, “I think Aunt Liu is a very nice person.”

Father Li poured the water and said, “It’s pretty good.”

“I mean, you should find a partner.”

“Half of our lives have passed, so what’s the point of being together?” Father Li said, “I dreamed about your mother last night. She was angry with me and even cried.”

Li Jungkook  looked incredulous and said disdainfully: “You are telling lies!”

“You still don’t believe me even though I told you.” Father Li said, “I know your mother’s temper best. She’s narrow-minded and spoiled. If I forget about her, she’ll be unhappy.”

Li Jungkook  said: “Aunt Liu’s husband has been gone for so many years, but she has not forgotten him. But life is long, and the living have their own paths to follow.”

Li Qingchen cut the dead leaves and waved his hand: “We’ll talk about the future later.”

Near noon, Li Jungkook  took Song Lisa  out for a walk. At about five in the afternoon, they had a simple dinner and set off for home.

Before leaving, Li Qingchen gave Song Lisa  a red envelope, but Song Lisa  refused to take it, but Li Qingchen insisted.

Li Jungkook  said, “Go on.”

Only then did Song Lisa  take it.

When I opened the bill on the high-speed train, I found there were actually three thousand.

Song Lisa  knew it was their custom, but it was too much. The first time Song Rosé  and Lu Tao met each other’s parents, they both gave one thousand.

Li Jungkook  said, “We have said that when you bring your girlfriend to meet your parents for the first time, you have to give her at least one thousand. If you like her very much, you can give her two thousand. It seems that Lao Li likes her very much.”

Song Lisa  thought about it and said, “That’s right, I’m so cute.”

Li Jungkook  pinched her cheek and said, “It wasn’t so thick yesterday.”

Song Lisa  tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder. Outside the window, the Yangtze River was rolling. A river connected two cities, he was upstream and she was downstream.

I have never liked the water of the Yangtze River as much as I do now.

The train passed through the sunset and twilight and arrived in Liangcheng at around eight o’clock in the evening.

After getting in the taxi, Li Jungkook  asked, “You can’t live at your parents’ house anymore?”

“Yeah, it’s under renovation.”

Li Jungkook  thought for a moment and looked at Song Lisa  quietly: “Are you afraid of living alone in Qingzhi Lane?”

Song Lisa  didn’t say anything, wondering whether she should nod or shake her head, as the meanings were different.

Li Jungkook  asked again: “Do you want to live with me?”

“……All right.”

The two returned to Qingzhi Lane, packed Song Lisa ’s luggage, and went to Li Jungkook ’s residence.

After more than a week of absence, the trees in the family compound are already full of green buds, and the night breeze is no longer cold.

The two went upstairs, and Li Jungkook  took out his key to open the door and turned on the light.

Song Lisa  followed behind, looking down for his slippers.

Li Jungkook  opened the shoe cabinet, took out a pair of furry little bunny slippers and placed them at her feet.

“When did you buy it?” Song Lisa  asked in surprise, and her feet slipped into the slippers. They were so soft and gentle that it felt like stepping on cotton.

“Last week. … I still have it here.” Li Jungkook  pointed. There was a pair of pink sandals in the closet, which were kept for summer wear.

Song Lisa  also took out her flip-flops and said, “It’s just right. You can wear them when you take a shower later.”

It was past nine in the evening when she sorted out the things in her suitcase. It was past ten when she finished her shower and changed into her pyjamas.

The living room was quiet.

There are two rooms in the house, both with beds.

Song Lisa  took a deep breath, turned off the lights in the living room, and walked into the lighted room.

Li Jungkook  was packing pillows when he saw her walk in with a blushing face. He was silent for a while and asked, “Did you blow dry your hair?”

“Blow.”

“It still looks wet.” He reached out and touched her hair, and sure enough, it was half dry.

Li Jungkook  went to the bathroom to get a hair dryer, plugged it into the socket next to the bed, and patted the edge of the bed: “Come here.”

Song Lisa  sat down obediently. He turned on the hair dryer and blew her hair, styling it as he did so. His fingers shuttled through her hair and scalp, and the warm wind made her feel tingling.

She couldn’t help but shrink her neck again and again, it was so itchy.

She shrank while he blew.

She dodged and dodged, and he finally turned off the hair dryer, unplugged it, and turned off the light. He smiled softly, “Are you so ticklish, huh?” Then he scratched her waist. She curled up in itchiness and almost rolled off the bed. Li Jungkook  hooked her back with one hand and scratched her again. She struggled and rolled into the quilt with him.

The young bodies collided and pressed together. He held her in his arms, breathing heavily, and said in a hoarse voice: “If you want, you can sleep in the next room.”

She whispered, “I just want to sleep here.”

In the darkness, Li Jungkook  silently curved the corners of his lips, leaned over and kissed her.

Their lips touched, kissing and licking each other gently; his kiss had never been as delicate and gentle as it was at this moment, kissing her heart to tremble.

He reached his hand into her clothes, and his hot palm caressed her chest from top to bottom. She was not used to it, and was a little panicked. She raised her belly uneasily, but it was pressed against his abdomen. She was so scared that she collapsed back into bed.

Although the lights were off, her eyes quickly adjusted and she saw him kneel down, sit up, and take off his clothes. She had always thought he was quite thin, but now she could see the rows of abdominal muscles under his clothes, which were sexy and strong, showing the strength of a man. Her heartbeat accelerated and her face was hot. Before she could react, he pressed down on her again.

Good weight……

So hot……

She was having trouble breathing, nervous, yet expectant. She was at a loss, not knowing what to do, and could only clumsily hug his neck and kiss him deeply and lick his lips.

He was so aroused by her that he could hardly control himself. His young body was trembling restlessly. The scenery he saw in his house last night came back to his eyes again. He tentatively reached out to explore.

In an instant, she raised her neck with a “wu” sound, and the girl’s slender, white and soft body was as taut as a guitar string.

His face instantly turned red because of the soft and warm touch, and his breathing became disordered; his eyes were dark as he stared at her face, watching even the slightest expression on her face.

Her cheeks were as red as blood, and she was so embarrassed that she almost dared not look at him.

His hands, flexible and slender, could easily separate some complicated wires. He teased her body wantonly. She felt as if her whole body was electrified. A dense and itchy feeling accumulated in her body. She opened her mouth and breathed deeply, rolling under his hands like a little loach. She felt itchy and couldn’t bear it anymore. She whimpered: “A-Jungkook …”

He heard her moan and froze for a moment. He was so anxious that he had to hold back. He kissed her cheek again.

She was sweating profusely, her mouth slightly open, and only her laboured gasps could be heard.

He held her face in his hands, and called her in a hoarse voice: “Lisa…”

“Hmm?” She responded softly, letting out a delicate breath through her nose.