His rapid breathing was entangled with her breath, melting into the thick night.

The rain fell behind them, in heavy torrents.

Under the dark eaves, only their breaths lingered around each other.

Josnian seemed to have no intention of letting Ye Jiaqi go. He didn't let go even when she whimpered and lost her breath.

This kiss was more intense than any other.

Ye Jiaqi was like a weak cat, pinned down by him and unable to move.

This kiss was long and endless.

After a long time, like a century, he finally let her go.

His lips were full of Ye Jiaqi's breath. He stared at Ye Jiaqi with deep eyes and tight lips.

He looked at her and kept looking.

Ye Jiaqi's lips were filled with his breath, and there was a layer of confusion and anger in her eyes. She raised her hand and was about to slap him.

Josnian grabbed her wrist and pressed her down.

"Josnian, you lunatic! Who do you think I am? You never respect me or care about my thoughts. Kissing me will only make me feel sick."

Josnian said nothing, just looked at her, did not refute, and let her curse.

The sound of rain was so noisy that she no longer had the energy to curse.

After a few words, she stopped talking and lowered her head to look at the shadow on the ground.

Each other's figures were overlapping and intertwined, which made her extremely disgusted.

She didn't speak again. Facing someone who didn't want to say a word to her, she lost even the interest in swearing.

How is this feeling different from facing the air?

Silence, endless silence.

There was only the endless sound of rain and entangled breathing everywhere.

Ye Jiaqi's chest was rising and falling, and his mood was still fluctuating, but it was gradually calming down.

When she didn't speak, Josnian didn't speak either. He just looked at her quietly, as if he wanted to imprint her image in his heart.

His arm was painfully pinched by her, but he seemed not to care and was unconscious.

Ye Jiaqi knew that the current situation between her and him was... looking at each other in silence.

No one was interested in provoking a topic.

"Let go." Ye Jiaqi finally spoke, raised his head and looked at him again.

The rain was falling behind him, forming a black and white ink painting, making it difficult to see the road in the distance.

Josnian's body was still pressing against her, but it gradually relaxed.

From beginning to end, except for that kiss, he didn't say a word.

The corners of Ye Jiaqi's lips curled into a sarcastic arc... He was just teasing her by calling her down, but she thought he really knew how to stand in the rain all night.

The wind blew and there was a chill.

Just when she was about to leave, he suddenly took her cold hands and held them tightly.

Ye Jiaqi drew out reflexively, but was a step too late.

Her hands were cold, and his hands were colder than hers.

The two cold hands were folded together, there was no warmth at all, but his big hand could wrap her small hand in it.

"Josnian, if you can pick it up, why can't you let it go? I'm living a good life now, don't bother me anymore, please...please." Her humble plea fell into the empty air,

Weak and vague.

He moved his lips, wanting to say something, but in the end... he said nothing and silently let go of his hand. His eyes were filled with flickering luster, like dim lights.
Chapter completed!