Endless Fall - Chapter 182

   Chapter 182 His first heartbeat

   Even without looking at each other, Lin Jiao could feel his fiery gaze falling on her face.

   She swept away the image that appeared in her mind, and blurted out before she had time to think: “You are amazing, you don’t need proof.”

   Pei Zhi smiled even more: “Really?” He suddenly drew closer: “How powerful are you talking about?”

   “Seafood is getting cold.”

   “Divert topic? It seems I’m not good enough.”

  Lin Jiao was not fooled: “You are serious.” She put a shrimp in his mouth: “Don’t talk.”

   Her face was redder than the shell of a shrimp. Pei Zhi was afraid of teasing people, so she let her go for the time being, thinking about discussing this issue later.

   He followed her line of sight to the LCD screen, occasionally asked a few sentences about the plot, and unknowingly finished dinner with her.

   “Pei Zhi.” Lin Jiao waited for him to clear the coffee table, then pulled him to sit on the sofa: “I’ve decided.”

   Pei Zhi met those fox eyes full of seriousness, and put away the look she thought was ‘indecent’.

   He took her hand and motioned her to continue.

   “I want to start over with you.” She held the gentle hand instead: “The previous thing was too sudden. Although we have experienced a lot, it was all when I was not awake.”

   Pei Zhi was not surprised at all.

   He leaned over and hugged her waist: “Jiaojiao, I don’t want to start with you as a friend, can I skip this step?”

   “I didn’t say I wanted to be your friend.” Lin Jiao gave him a look and let him understand.

   She coughed twice: “Do you understand?”

   “Get married directly?” Pei Zhi pretended not to understand: “I have to look through the almanac before I can get married.”

   “You want to be beautiful.”

   “Isn’t it?” He held the hand that was pinching his waist, and lightly opened his thin lips: “Then I chase you?”

   “Hmm.” The breath he sprayed disturbed Lin Jiao’s heartbeat, but his face was calm: “There is such a step in falling in love.”

   Pei Zhi replied with a smile: “Okay.” The confession he owed should indeed be put on the agenda.

   Can’t, let her follow him in a confused way.

   “Pei Zhi.” Lin Jiao stared at his face and asked what she wanted to know most at the moment: “How long have you been in love with me?”

“four years ago.”

   “Four years…” Her eyes were stagnant, sour and joyful emotions flooded in like a tide, but more of it was distressed.

   Pei Zhi: “Accurately speaking, my first heartbeat was on your twentieth birthday.”

  *

   Four years ago on June 29th.

   The night wind is cool, the stars are full of stars, and the begonia trees planted on Taoxi Road are rustled by the wind.

   A few bright petals floated towards the door of the Xuanshang Club, and landed on the shoulders of Pei Zhi, who had just gotten off the bus. He glanced sideways, and his slender fingers waved it off, and followed the waiter to the second floor with big strides.

  Today is Lin Jiao’s birthday.

   Zhou Yanshen and Pei Yilan kept calling and urging him in the afternoon, but he was too late for fear of spoiling the younger generation.

   He walked along the stone road to the karaoke room, approaching the corner, a graceful figure suddenly crashed into his arms.

   She wears thin clothes in summer, and he can feel her softness through the fabric of the shirt, and it is inevitable that she will be a little stunned for a while.

   Lin Jiao, who had reacted, stepped back in time.

   The light on her left poured down and fell on her creamy skin, adding a touch of luster to her fair complexion.

   She looked up at him, her clear eyes were like a lost deer in the forest, and there was a hint of panic: “Uncle, didn’t I hurt you?”

   “No.” Pei Zhi’s expression was calm, and the daze just now seemed to be just an illusion: “Where are you going?”

“Toilet.”

   “It’s the other way around.”

   “Huh?” Lin Jiao turned around at his gesture, and her cheeks became even hotter when she saw the sign.

   She pointed back: “Then I will…”

   “Yeah.” Pei Zhi took her birthday present and walked into the karaoke room filled with laughter.

   His presence made the room quiet for a moment.

  Several girls looked at him secretly, saw Zhou Yanshen move beside him, and whispered again.

   “I thought you weren’t coming.” Zhou Yanshen leaned on his shoulders, his body smelled of alcohol and tobacco.

   “You guys just started?”

   “It’s been an hour.”

   Then he came early.

   Pei Zhi took the cup he handed over, glanced at Pei Yilan who was singing with the wheat, and felt a little noisy.

   He leaned over and held the dice cup. Before he could decide the winner with Zhou Yanshen, he was distracted by a gust of wind blowing from the left.

  Lin Jiao walked to the table to chat with her classmates, and turned her back to the LCD screen to watch them take out the cake.

  Candles are lit, and the birthday song is played.

   She put her hands together and made a wish while listening to their humming. When she leaned over, her red dress swayed slightly, leaving a layer of ripples quietly.

   “Happy Birthday!” Several cheers erupted after the candles were blown out, their applause drowning out the looping song.

  Lin Jiao cut the cakes and handed them to them one by one.

   When it was Pei Zhi’s turn, she raised a smile with respect and restraint: “Uncle, try it.”

   “Thank you.” Pei Zhi gave her the gift by the way, saying “Happy Birthday” and no communication.

   He was called to play the game together by several familiar male classmates, and he became the winner many times, but it was still boring in the second half.

   Seeing that it was almost twelve o’clock, he picked up his mobile phone and took two pictures of Zhou Yanshen’s arm: “I’ll go first.”

“So early?”

   “I have something to do tomorrow.”

   “Okay.” Zhou Yan raised his head deeply, his eyes wandering in the private room: “Jiaojiao hasn’t come back yet, you can help me take a look by the way.”

“What’s up with her?”

   “Looks like I’m on the phone.”

   Pei Zhi looked around the corridor, but saw no one.

   He walked towards the garden, his gaze stopped at the figure by the lawn, and he saw her squatting on the ground, her pace a little faster.

   “Lin Jiao?” He bent down, and before he could ask a question, the corner of his clothes was grabbed.

   “Are you here to find me?” Lin Jiao’s eyes were covered with a layer of mist, obviously drunk.

   “Well, let’s go back first.”

   “No!” She took advantage of her strength to stand up, took two steps forward unsteadily, and fell into his arms again: “Did you hear?”

   Warm breaths spread out on his chest, hot air piercing his shirt, tickling his skin like a feather.

  The numb itching made Pei Zhi uncomfortable.

   He held the hand that was wrapped around his waist, the delicate skin made him pause for a moment as he prepared to pull it apart, and his Adam’s apple rolled involuntarily.

   “I’m asking you.” Lin Jiao was dissatisfied with his silence, frowned and asked him repeatedly: “Did you hear me?”

   “Hear what?”

   “There is singing.”

   Pei Zhi pulled her away: “You have hallucinations.” But after two seconds she posted it again, clamoring to dance.

   He sighed secretly, took her right hand and circled it above her head, cooperating with her to turn around twice.

   With her movements, the red dress blooms in the air like Yanli’s roses, making everything around her become her background.

   The blue silk flowing out of a flowing galaxy in the moonlight disturbed his heart unknowingly.

   “Why don’t you jump?” Lin Jiao, who was dizzy, stopped and asked him to wrap her arms around her waist: “No, it doesn’t matter, I’ll teach you.”

   (end of this chapter)