Rose of Heaven

259-260

His breathing made the mask wet and hot, and when there was only one meter between them, Lin Jingmo pulled down the mask and smiled, "Are you just passing by this time?"

    Cheng Yaosi's expression was quite indifferent, and he said, "No."

    He had been a little resentful and a little bit nostalgic at first, but seeing him like this, the euphoria at the beginning, thinking back to the anxiety and scratching of the past month, was all turned into anger by his calmness.

    Lin Jingmo nodded slowly and heavily. She took off her sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes: "So you have read all those messages, and you must be quite proud of yourself."

    "You left for a month without saying a word and left me alone. I was quite willing to reflect on myself and blame myself for not being very good to you and not paying attention to you in the past. Knowing that you like Cantonese food, I almost vomited from eating at all the famous Cantonese restaurants in Donggang in a month. Every day I thought that this was the last message I would send you, and every day I slapped myself in the face and waited. It was obviously you who broke up the two of us, and I was spineless enough to forget all these, but I still have some regrets and nostalgia that I can't keep. Do you think it's fair? I don't think it's fair. So, it's just like what I said, I like you, but I have never done this stupid thing of waiting for a man to reply to my message for a month, and I will never do it again in the future."

    Cheng Yaosi didn't say anything. After she finished speaking in one breath, he just looked at her for dozens of seconds after the words fell, without saying a word, but his eyes were burning. Lin Jingmo felt that she was so stupid that she confessed to him again.

    She pursed her lips and asked, "You don't have anything to say to me, do you?"

    A tourist group came up the path next to them. There were more than a hundred people in the group, all Chinese, taking pictures around the fountain. Lin Jingmo glanced at them, and his heart was agitated along with the voices.

    Across from her, Cheng Yaosi was still looking at her, but this time he spoke, "I have nothing to say."

    Lin Jingmo was just beginning to feel ashamed and angry, and he continued, "I want to kiss you. The longer I look at you, the more I want to kiss you."

    Damn it.

    Two words popped into his mind.

    Outside of bed, he rarely said such words. At that moment, his heart was thrown high into the clouds, and was blown by the wind from all directions. He felt itchy and a little dizzy.

    They were still one meter apart, and the clicking sound of the mobile phone taking pictures in his ears was like drumbeats.

    Lin Jingmo understood what he meant.

    Because of her status as an artist and the huge crowds here, he couldn't do what he wanted to do.

    So he was so wronged.

    Under his gaze, her heartbeat lost its rhythm. Lin Jingmo slowly took off her mask and put it in her bag, followed by her hat. She stood in the cold air of November that had a taste of winter, and her face was completely exposed. Without the hat to suppress it, her hair blew on her face, and the wind was cool, and her ears were hot.

    Not far away, someone noticed the man and woman who were looking at each other calmly. They looked at the girl, and then raised their eyebrows and stared in disbelief. After confirming that it was indeed Lin Jingmo, they pulled the people around them to look together.