Part 7 -- MEMORY LOST PREQUEL

PART 7

 

ALL CREDITS TO AUTHOR DING MO

Prequel 07 Suddenly Dongfeng (4)  

The noise was slowly left behind, and the speed of the car slows down. The lush shade of trees intertwined overhead, and the sound of music from the other side of the lake was in her ears.

What they said made Su Mian a little shy and embarrassed, so she whispered: "Why do they say that?"

Han Chen was quiet for a few seconds, and replied, "Don't blame them. I have never brought a girl in my car. Today they were probably taken aback."

Obviously it was a very plain and casual tone, but Su Mian's heart was slowly rippling away like a layer of honey.

"Oh." She answered nonchalantly, “You have never brought a girl? It seems that you have a bad relationship with women."

In the darkness, his voice seemed to be stained with a smile.

"Yeah." He replied. "It's always been bad."

Su Mian didn't say a word. But there was a voice singing in her heart:’ Lala Lala...what should I do?’

She seemed to be getting happier.

He parked the car in an inconspicuous corner by the lake, then took off his helmet and turned to look at her: "Let's park the car here, they can't find it. We can go to the other side of the lake to eat."

"Okay." Su Mian got out of the car, took off her helmet and returned it to him.He hung the helmet on the handlebar of the car, seeing the two helmets were close together, she blushed inexplicably.

"Let's go," he said.

"Yeah." Su Mian carried her bag, still a little cautious, and walked forward side by side with him. And Han Chen glanced at her slender shoulders, a little bit wanted to reach out and hug her, but he was afraid it would be too abrupt. What's more, for the first time, after hesitating for two seconds, she has already come to the front. After all, he temporarily put his hand back into his trouser pocket.

A thick layer of ice had formed on the surface of the lake, and when she looked at it, she could only see the gray-white ice layer, and could not see the fish and water underneath. Although there are notices on the lakeside that no walking on the ice is allowed, many people walk around, and some are skating, completely disregarding the warning signs as nothing.

Neither of them is the master of conformity. Han Chen first jumped from the lake to the ice, and then reached out to pick her up. Su Mian raised her skirt and waved boldly, “I don't need your help!" She jumped down steadily.

Han Chen's plan for the second intimacy fell through again, but his face was still calm. Watching her clap her hands, the two continued to walk forward.

The air is very cold, and the moon is gone. The two walked for a while, but snow was already floating in the sky. The shore lights appear dim and bright in heavy snow.

Su Mian heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out her hand to pick up a piece of snowflakes, and then blew it to the ground, then looked up at him: "Are you cold?"

Han Chen only wore a thick jacket today, so he is really feeling cold. But how could he admit it in front of her? He smiled and replied: "I am not cold. Why, you dress like a bun, and are you afraid of cold?"

Su Mian glared at him: "You are like a bun! Didn't you say you want to apologise to me? I'm waiting!"

Look at how unreasonable this is! Han Chen looked at her clear eyebrows, and the itchy soft feeling in his chest came up again.

He simply stood still and stopped walking, looking down at her, his voice lowered a little bit, as if whispering: “However you want me to apologise, it will work."

The lazy man seemed to have a somewhat ambiguous tone, causing Su Mian's face to burn all at once.

The icy surface reflects the dim and quiet light, his eyes are darker than the sky, and brighter than the lights. The surroundings were so quiet, but Su Mian was a little panicked, stomped and said: "How do I know? You think it yourself!" After speaking, she turned her head and walked forward. Han Chen's eyes were sharp, and he grabbed her wrist. She walked too quickly, but when she was caught in this way, she lost her balance and fell to the side.

Han Chen hugged her waist and successfully held her hand at the same time. It was the first time for the two of them to stand so close, he was still teasing her: “You can't stand still and want to run?"

Su Mian smelled the breath on his body, felt the temperature of his chest, and the hands he circled around her waist, only felt the cells all over her body were numb and itchy.

He hugged her...for the first time, it felt strange.Her body seemed to explode.

"I'm standing firm, you let go." She whispered.

Han Chen gnawed, loosened her waist, but still held her hand. His fingers were long and strong, and he held her tightly.

She looked up at him.

Then she saw his dark eyes with a slight smile.

“Su Mian." He said, "Do I really come to apologize? I'm here..."

He didn't finish his words, but how could Su Mian not understand? He also knew she understood.

The two of them just stood quietly, and he held her hand. Snow rustled down around him, on his shoulders, and also on her head. Su Mian's face slowly turned red, getting redder. And he didn't say a word, just squeezed her hand tighter, their fingers intertwined, jerky but warm.

Then he turned around, led her, and continued to walk in the direction of the restaurant. Su Mian stared at the tightly held hands of the two of them, walked deep in the snow with one foot shallow. Looking up, he saw heavy snow in the sky, and his back was high and straight.

Su Mian couldn't help but smiled secretly.

It turns out that he likes someone, and she likes him too. He will accumulate so much joy in her heart. It's like getting the first prize and suddenly discovering that life is so cute and so beautiful.

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The night is getting thicker, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

There are fewer people on the lake, but the music in the surrounding bars is more enthusiastic. So it seems that the two people walking hand in hand are intimate and eye-catching.

A black car parked in the boulevard by the lake.

R sitting in the front seat, staring out the window for a while, turning his head, looking at the man in the back seat, a little embarrassed.

"S." He said, "You just got off the plane, I'll take you back to the hotel."

The man just stared at the two figures. There were not many expressions on Qing Jun's face, it seemed that he was neither angry at the number of people around her nor the joy of reunion.

"You go back first." He replied lightly, "I'll stay a while."

R remained silent for a moment, but did not move, and said, "He is not an ordinary person, his surname is Han. Otherwise, we had been killed him before you come back."

S nodded, his voice still gentle: "Go ahead."

R didn't say anything, left the car key, pushed the door and got off.

The interior of the car is clean.

S switched to the driving position, started the car, and lit a cigarette. The long and thin Marlboro, the light tobacco smoke entangled between his cheeks and fingers. He looked at their direction and drove slowly, approaching along the lake.

He just got off the plane this morning. In recent years, he has been running between the United States. It is not only to build his own criminal team, but also to inherit his father's criminal empire.

And the girl who he remembers, every time he returns to China, he always comes to see her habitually. And how he felt about her was the only thing he couldn't say clearly. All books of criminal psychology clearly record that mental illness will not have deep feelings, including love. But he always wanted to see her, watching from a distance, smoking a cigarette is enough.

However, several other people in the team, after knowing her existence, had already defaulted her as his woman. They also arranged for the person with the best skills to protect her and watch her day and night. After he knew it, he didn't say much, it was tacit approval. Especially A, seems to be very interested in the eldest woman, and often secretly take pictures and materials of her and send them to him abroad. He said, "Sister-in-law" or "Sister Su Mian".

Almost everyone thought that sooner or later he would take this woman as his own. After all, for criminals like them, plundering is common.

But this time back...

Occasionally there are cars passing by the lake, so his slow passing did not attract anyone's attention.

Slowly, it approached. He took a deep breath and drove the car carefully, avoiding any pedestrians, as if he was just an ordinary person driving by.

Then he drove past them.

They stood by the outer wall of a restaurant, and the two of them didn't go forward, not knowing what they were talking about. Her back was against the wall, one hand was still being held by him. While speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it against the wall beside her, almost covering her in his arms.

S’ smoking hand just stopped.

Then Han Chen lowered her head, and she closed her eyes, her eyelashes were still trembling slightly. He kissed her on the lips. After a while, he reached out and hugged her waist again and kissed her deeply. And her hands touched his chest lightly, motionless, not resisting. The two kissed like this for a long, long time.

S watched quietly. They could be seen in the rearview mirror. He took a deep breath, threw the cigarette butt out of the window, looked forward, and the car quickly left and drove into the night.

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