Because his eyes were closed, his voice was particularly clear in his ears, and he murmured in a low voice, with an air of bewilderment.
Nan Song wanted to open his eyes, but the man wouldn't let him. The cucumber slices on his eyelids were removed, but he put on a pair of cold eye masks. The eye mask was very comfortable, but his sight was taken away, and the vision was blurred.
It's pitch black, and all the senses are amplified infinitely.
"I was thinking..." Nan Song's voice was hoarse, "Do you believe in love?"
This is really a vulgar question.
Yu Jinwen's fingers paused slightly, but he answered her without hesitation, "I didn't believe it before, but later I had to believe it."
During the long years of being treated coldly by her, and the nights when he couldn't help but miss her, it was Nan Song who made him know what "love" is, and it was she who made him taste the "love that cannot be achieved"
The taste, that kind of love, gradually penetrates deep into the bone marrow.
Nan Song knew what he meant and asked again, "Then when did you fall in love with me?"
Yu Jinwen had thought about this question, but he couldn't tell when exactly he fell deeply in love with Nan Song.
"It should be on the rooftop. You flew down from the sky in a helicopter. When you came step by step, every step seemed to be stepping on my heart. I heard my own pounding heartbeat. That time, I was really moved by you.
So handsome."
"Really?" Nan Song recalled the scene that day, pursed her lips and smiled, "I also think I'm quite handsome."
"..."
Yu Jinwen couldn't help but laugh. Sure enough, there is no such thing as "humility" in Miss Nanda.
He kissed Nan Song gently on the corner of her mouth.
Nan Song suddenly turned around and said, "I want you to draw a picture for me."
Yu Jinwen was slightly startled. He took off the black blindfold from her eyes, looked at her dark and clear eyes, brushed the messy hair on her forehead, and smiled, "Okay, what do you want me to draw?"
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Nan Song pursed her lower lip slightly and looked at him with bright eyes, "It's the kind Jack drew for Ruth."
"..."
Yu Jinwen's eyes paused, then he smiled and agreed happily, "There is not a single word 'no' with you."
He got up and went out to get his drawing board and brushes, while Nan Song stayed in the bedroom to make preparations.
She was slightly confused. What did she just say?
Why did you suddenly become so interested?
It's better now. If I speak out, I'll throw water away. I can't be shy anymore.
Nan Song went into the bathroom and took a simple shower, styled her hair with a curling iron, and applied a layer of body lotion all over her body.
Putting on the gauze pajamas she took from the cloakroom, she looked at herself in the mirror and made sure she wasn't ugly before walking out of the bathroom.
All the lights in the room were turned on, and Yu Jinwen got a scented candle from somewhere, which completely lit up the room, forming a warm yellow and hazy light, which was very atmospheric. The indoor furnishings also changed, almost safely as in the movie.
The screen is arranged.
Nan Song's eyes lit up, and he felt like he was on the scene.
The moment she walked out, the light in Yu Jinwen's eyes was also lit up. He picked up a heavy jewelry box next to him, walked towards Nan Song, and opened it in front of her. The sapphire blue pearl light radiated out.