C28 Intertwined Gentleness

There was a choking spasm, and I woke up with a start. I was covered in cold sweat, and my pajamas were a little wet. Remembering those warm and terrifying dreams, I don't know why I met her repeatedly in my dreams. Was this love, desire, or longing, or was it the concern and friendship of so many years?

Everything in the dream was still so clear, so real, so unavoidable, so entangled, so crazy, yet so real; nothing was fake, nothing was fake, the heart was so frank and naked; yet nothing could be blasphemous about it …

I repeatedly savored it. I felt my face burning, my heart beating so hard that it felt like it was about to burst out of my chest. Even the sunlight coming through the window was scorching me like fire …

The flame of that memory ran all over my body, unable to find its proper outlet, the spring of love flowing without rest, just like Zhu Tong's gentle hands in a dream, gently caressing my body...

That strong, proud, tall tree that pierced the clouds, and that vine that was intertwined with each other … The dream that always made me shy completely conquered me.

I suddenly felt a twinge of hatred, whether you wanted it or not, and I covered my head with my hand, my confusion occupying my whole mind for a moment. I, who was still immersed in happiness a moment ago, was suddenly filled with self-blame.

"Ah, no …" I suddenly sat up again. "My love is real, even if I desire it, I can't deny the truth of my love …"

I lazily lay on the bed, looking out the window at the bright sunlight, and immersed in the gentle aftertaste. The passion of youth once again triumphed over the cold winter, the sun outside the window shone warmly on my bed, I could see the poplar leaves in the distance swaying, the brilliant morning sunlight.

The magical power of my imagination was so great that it took complete control of my body. My tall tree seemed to have received the warmth of the sun as it grew with vigorous pride. It completely controlled my thoughts and took over my will and actions …

A faint sense of guilt crept up my heart once more, causing me to feel a slight pleasure in flogging the debauchery in my soul …

"Bastard!" I cursed myself. The homeroom teacher's earth-shattering 'Thunderclap' didn't miss the opportunity to ring in my ear, causing me to involuntarily tremble.

"No," I suggested to myself. I could not allow myself to fall into depravity. I wanted to make our love great, pure, noble. But in that instant, I was at a loss again. What is that great love … Was it love without desire?

This is my second time and Zhu Tong heart in the dream reunion, we clearly got each other, yet so happy, so happy. But the truth is that Zhu Tong and I never had any excessive contact other than kissing. I admit that in front of her, there has never been a desire to be controlled, and if there is one, it is pure.

I think we're still students after all, and our love needs to be further interacted. I even thought, if I really love a person, how can I so easily and irresponsibly possess her. What's the difference between that and an animal?

I didn't want to hurt Zhu Tong's heart. I didn't want to burden her with thoughts for the sake of my own debauchery and momentary desire. I wouldn't do it anyway.

But I was still savoring the happiness of that dream and the happiness of reality. Yes, I should be content. I can say that I love her, hug her, even kiss her passionately. Isn't that the greatest happiness in the world?

In the school, there are countless times, I foolishly looked at Zhu Tong Xin's back, the beautiful light footsteps so shocked my heart. I even think that we will be together forever. What a great happiness it is. This hazy feeling was so beautiful that it covered everything in the world with a beautiful halo. Could it be that everything in the world was intoxicated with love — you could see that they were all drunk.

I smiled blissfully. I hope that I will have that dream again. A hundred times, a thousand times … I will remember it forever. My heart shuddered violently as I mocked myself for 'corruption'. However, this time, I smiled happily … Let me in the dream and my lover's passion, I will tell her one day, one by one... I let her call me "depravity" time and time again. My smile stayed on the corner of my mouth for a long, long time.

Happiness is like a ripe peach, not only can nourish sweet to the bottom of the heart, but also can leave a disaster-free, for aftertaste play peach core.

I thought humorously, 'Of course I won't forget that my friends have already arranged to meet me at the beach at 8 o'clock at the entrance of the Clear Wind Poetry Club. It's now 7 o'clock, so there's still time!'

I hastily washed up and ate a few simple meals before riding my bike towards the 'Clear Wind Poetry Club'. It was only half an hour's journey away from where I was. But today I rode so fast that I didn't want my friends waiting for me.

Sure enough, when he arrived, Shi Liang, Cao Fei, and of course Ai Zheng were there. What was he doing by the river? But Zhu Tong's heart hasn't arrived yet, so I've already told her that there's a gathering today. I felt a twinge of anxiety and anticipation.

"Will Zhao Mengxuan come?" I wanted to ask Zhu Tongxin, but instead I thought of Zhao Mengxuan.

"Yes, I already told her," Shi Liang replied. "Did you tell Zhu Tong's heart?" Shi Liang asked again.

"Yes, she knows as well. She should be coming!" I hesitated for a moment, but I still answered vaguely.

"Although it's spring, there's not a single flower. It's like there's no girl in the world, but the flowers aren't blooming. Is it really meaningless?" Cao Fei said in amusement.

"Here comes the flower. It's a rose." Shi Liang gave her a look. We all laughed.

"Whose rose, yours?" Cao Fei teased.

"Don't spout nonsense, they're coming …" We all smiled at each other.

"What are you laughing for? Why are you so happy?" Zhao Mengxuan said as she walked over, "Why do I smell a sour smell."

"You should thank them for comparing you to the flowers of your country," I said.

"Look, this man is a real traitor," Ai Zheng said. He had come here at some point, and I think he knew the secrets of our conversation too well.

"Oh, am I that young? What is present or what is to be — what, flowers? " Zhao Mengxuan was a person with a lot of inner meaning. Fortunately, she did not recognize him.

"It's a flower in the spring wind — a beautiful rose!" Ai Zheng said. "This man is real!" "Just be careful not to stab it in the chest."

"Another traitor," Shi Liang said.

"You've learned to be glib with your words after not seeing each other for three days!" Zhao Mengxuan reprimanded. "However, this literary talent is not bad!"

"Look, what happened to the traitor?" Shi Liang and Cao Fei laughed.

"Who are you praising, Meng Xuan?" Zhu Tong asked herself. It was unknown when she had arrived. Everyone looked at her. Next to her was a slender and elegant beauty, about the same size as Tongxin. However, she was even more young and tender, like a flower bud with green branches and leaves. She stood timidly by the side and did not speak.

"Isn't she the talented girl who wrote poems in the poetry club? We have to be careful not to embarrass ourselves again." Ai Zheng remembered the girl's poems at the last party, and couldn't help but glance at her a few more times.

When I looked closely, I saw that Tongxin was even more beautiful than she had been the day before. She was dressed in an elegant, grayish-white outfit. Our eyes met, and in a split-second there was a fire, and there was an imperceptible passion in it that made my heart race. Fortunately, we quickly shifted our gaze. No one else noticed.

"Ai Zheng has been stabbed in the chest by a rose," I said. I looked at Zhu Tong's heart again. "Beautiful and a little heartbroken."

"Oh, that's nothing at all. I don't feel it. Why don't you tell me what kind of pain it is? What's so beautiful about it?" Ai Zheng argued with me. He did not show any signs of weakness.

"That's easy. Just bring a rose and put it on your chest." Of course, I'm not that easily defeated, I said with a smile.

"Then who is the rose?" Zhu Tong curiously asked.

"Interesting. These few scholars, let's see who is stronger." Cao Fei said.

"It's because the spring wind blew a few pieces of green grass and kissed a few roses. A few strands of faint fragrance drifted over, intoxicating several people and hurting their hearts." Shi Liang really said so much in one breath, causing them to be stunned.

"He's scolding us," Zhu Tong said, suddenly understanding the situation.

"Well, who the hell are you talking about? Are we messing with anyone?" Zhao Mengxuan said.

"Sigh, even you, Shi Liang, are making the two ladies unhappy, right?" I deliberately tried to ridicule him, pretending that I was fine and didn't understand what was going on.

"No, no, I didn't offend anyone —" Shi Liang felt extremely wronged.

"Alright, alright, stop being so obedient. Let's go!" Ai Zheng also came to their rescue. "What happened today? Everyone is suspicious."

"What, what, who's the son of a bitch?" Another person said.

Seeing that someone wanted to use this as an excuse, the other young men couldn't help but laugh. I think we youngsters are really extremely sensitive. I don't know what they're talking about, either.

I watched my friends float like spring clouds, as strong as straight poplars, as sentimental, diligent, and beautiful as butterflies, bees, and flowers.

Thus, the group of us rode our bicycles, heading towards the beach in a grandiose manner.