Although there was the incident with Ling Yu, there was no time to waste moping about it.
On the base's tarmac, a helicopter was slowly starting up its propellers and getting ready to go. He Jin and Gong Yuanhang briefly talked for a while as they walked slowly towards Gong Lixin.
He Jin leaned over and hugged the child's slightly thin shoulders. He looked into the child's clear eyes and didn't speak for a long time. Gong Lixin stared back at He Jin seriously; his eyes holding unresolved emotions.
The scene created by the two staring at each other with 'deep affection' stung Song Haoran's eyes. He stepped up and yelled. "Time is almost up, you need to go."
Story translated by Chrysanthemum Garden.
He Jin heard him, but ignored his words as he memorized the child's every feature. Every wrinkle, dips and curves were carefully carved into his mind, until the face was imprinted in his heart, never to be forgotten. He sighed deeply. He held the child's cheeks and stared at the crimson lips, but leaned over and placed a heavy kiss on his forehead. He whispered, "Wait for me to come back!"
The skin was kissed very loudly, even the roar of the propellers could not cover it up. At first, Song Haoran, who understood and agreed to his child's wish to wait by the helicopter to bid farewell, suddenly stiffened. If the other didn't leave soon, he was likely to change his mind.
Lu Yun and Wu Ming were shocked by He Jin's enthusiasm. He Jin was also stunned for a while before he hugged Gong Lixin and got into the helicopter in three steps.
While waiting for the helicopter to fly away, Song Haoran already pulled the child to his side possessively, and wiped his forehead vigorously.
"Big Brother Song, hurts." His forehead was rubbed red. Gong Lixin looked at the dark-skinned Song Haoran, his face showing his grievances and confusion.
"I'm sorry." Song Haoran stared for a while before the anger in his heart gradually subsided, revealing a blank expression. He was out of control just because of a normal, yet unusual farewell kiss. However, the meaningful glances He Jin shot at Gong Lixin before leaving made him feel that there was something wrong.
His brain was a mess, but Song Haoran's face didn't show it. He couldn't help but lean over the smooth, red forehead and use his own kiss to erase the invisible traces that had irritated him a moment ago.
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At the same time, when his lips felt Gong Lixin's smooth forehead, the suffocated feeling in his heart miraculously disappeared. His eyes brightened and the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.
Lin Wenbo stood not too far off, watching the two's intimacy. His line of sight was fixed on his friend's expression as he placed the kiss. His eyes darkened at the sight.
"He's really lucky to have a unique and pretty face!" Gong Xiangyi stood beside him and whispered, masking her hatred with cynicism.
Lin Wenbo heard her words and turned his head to look at her with a blank face. He said coldly, "Xiangyi, open your eyes and take a good look at Xiaoxin. He's not what you think. You won't find anyone more frank and honest than Xiaoxin in this world."
"Is he really frank and honest? He's innocent? You've been deceived by him!" Gong Xiangyi was unwilling to believe him and looked at Lin Wenbo with disappointment and moved further and further away.
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On the helicopter, He Jin tore open the beautifully packaged gift box, his face full of expectation.
