Luan Yan put away all the paintings that Lu Sheng had made during this period. She wanted to keep something related to him.
She found a clean piece of paper, drew a simple deer on it, and wrote words on the back. She secretly put it into Lu Sheng's room when Lu Sheng was not there, as a gift exchange. Lu Sheng had no idea.
In August, the sun was scorching.
The island is a well-known tourist scenic spot. In order to attract tourists, there was a fireworks show on the beach of the island every year on Chinese Valentine's Day, which has become one of the characteristics of the island.
Lao Zuo's motto is to enjoy life in time. Generally, on such couples' festivals, people in the store will be given a holiday, and those who have a partner should go on a date, and those who don't have a partner should find a partner. Lu Sheng had nothing. He went to the hospital with Lao Zuo in the morning. Lu's father was not very stable due to illness and was very resistant to him recently.
In the afternoon, Lu Sheng was catching up on sleep in his room. Luan Yan knocked on Lu Sheng's door. Lu Sheng opened the door, his clothes were wrinkled, and he had just woken up for a while.
Luan Yan didn't want to waste this last precious time. She clutched the corner of her clothes and said, "I ordered some roses. There are a lot of people on the beach today on Chinese Valentine's Day. I'm going to sell them for fun. Lu Sheng, do you want to go with me? We... go to make money."
"Okay."
Lu Sheng almost didn't hesitate. He also expected that this was the last time he and Luan Yan had.
There were not many people on the beach in the afternoon. There was a touch of orange-yellow sunlight shining on the sea surface on the blue coast. The fine white sand was washed by the waves. The waves rolled in. There were many things buried in the fine sand. When the sun shone, it emitted a strange light.
A hat covered Luan Yan's head. It didn't matter that she had thick skin, but Luan Yan was raised in a greenhouse. Her delicate skin would peel off if exposed to the sun. Lu Sheng put the hat on her and said, "Don't sunbathe." Luan Yan
held the hat and didn't say anything.
When she saw the sea, she would always think of Lu Sheng.
He is the sea to her, mysterious and boundless, deep and fascinating, calm and peaceful but also surging, sometimes calm and steady, sometimes violently surging, sparkling and shining, beautiful and dangerous, knowing that getting close will drown, but luring people into the deep sea, murdered in his gentle arms.
"When I was a child, my mother often forced me to come to the seaside to sketch, and paint sunsets, seagulls, and beaches. I didn't like painting, and most of the time I was joking and picking up some useless sea glass to make her angry."
Lu Sheng suddenly remembered and told her. At that time, his family was very happy. When his mother was angry, his father would go to comfort her, and the family would play at the seaside until dark before going home.
"When I was a child, I also went to the seaside with my grandmother and picked up sea glass. I picked up a lot, but I didn't make it into a wind chime. It would be nice if I made it into a wind chime like you." Luan Yan smiled and talked to him. The memories she wanted to leave for Lu Sheng were all smiles and happiness.
She booked a flight ticket and would be leaving in two days. She didn't know how to say goodbye to Lu Sheng, how to tell him that she didn't want to go, but had to.
Perhaps seeing the sadness hidden under Luan Yan's smile, Lu Sheng rarely spoke more, saying: "Sea glass is garbage that someone threw into the sea many years ago. It may have experienced decades of deep sea and happened to float in front of me and I picked it up. This shows that I have a fate with it."
The sea glass has been washed and polished by seawater and sea sand countless times, and all its sharp edges have been smoothed, but it still retains its unique light. It may have traveled through countless seas and was fortunate enough to be met by him in the end.
Being able to meet is the luckiest thing.
Lu Sheng already felt very lucky to be able to meet Luan Yan, but it was a pity that this short time was not right. When she met him, his life was too embarrassing and he didn't give her the best of everything.
Luan Yan looked at Lu Sheng's profile against the light. At this moment, she felt very reluctant to let go. They all understood rationally, but emotionally, she fell without hesitation and was hopelessly greedy, hoping that time would go slower.
Unfortunately, time is the most unsatisfactory, just like this sunset. Its most beautiful splendor is only for a moment. The bright sunlight gradually converges, the clouds disperse, and the sun sets little by little until it falls into the sea and is swallowed by the sea. The sky changes from bright to dark and then returns to darkness. The whole process is very short, so short that it is too short to capture. After nightfall,
The beach is crowded with people. Most of them are couples who rush to celebrate Chinese Valentine's Day with fireworks. On this special festival, things are usually sold at a high price, and there are many vendors of all kinds. The fireworks show starts at nine o'clock, and all the roses in Luan Yan's hand are sold out before eight o'clock.
Lu Sheng is very familiar with this sea. After selling, he took Luan Yan to a place with fewer people. This place is more marginalized and more secluded, and fireworks can also be seen.
The sound of waves hitting the shore was clear in the night. There were a few bright stars hanging in the sky, and the moonlight sprinkled on the sea. Compared with the sunlight, the moonlight made the sea more mysterious.
Luan Yan walked on the beach with her arms folded. Lu Sheng was beside her. She hesitated for a long time, lowered her head, and said, "I had a quarrel with my mother and ran away. I have always had a bad relationship with her. She didn't allow me to learn music, so I quarreled with her. A few days ago, my sister said that she was no longer angry and asked me to go back early. I may... go home."
Lu Sheng's heart tightened, and he tried to speak in a calm tone: "When do you plan to leave?"
"The day after tomorrow..."
Lu Sheng stroked her messy hair after she took off her hat, and tried to curl the corners of his mouth, saying softly: "I'll take you to the airport."
Luan Yan had thought it through clearly, but because of his words, she still had the urge to cry. She bit her lip and nodded, forcing a smile and choking: "Okay, you come and send me."
Lu Sheng took out a red rose from his back. The bright red petals were not wrinkled. He carefully hid it. All girls have it at this festival, and his Yanyan should also have it.
"Happy Chinese Valentine's Day." He raised the rose and said,
Luan Yan stood there in a daze, tears sliding down her eyes, one by one, she couldn't help it, she didn't want to leave Lu Sheng, not even a second of separation.
Lu Sheng hurriedly wiped the tears from her face. His thumb pressed the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye. People say that girls with such a mole have many tears. It is true. He rarely has such a gentle moment. He coaxed her softly: "Why are you crying? You've broken your eyes. Be happy when you go home and don't doubt yourself anymore."
How could he let her go with peace of mind when she was like this?
Lu Sheng had no experience in coaxing people, but for her, it seemed to be an innate instinct. He comforted Luan Yan, his palm along her back, holding her in his arms, bending down to look at her, wiping her tears, and tucking her wet hair behind her ears, saying: "Don't cry, can I make you coconut cake again?"
Luan Yan shook her head, tears broke, she stood on tiptoe and hugged Lu Sheng's neck, her red lips pressed heavily against his, and their lips touched.
She would definitely return to the island, back to him, no matter how difficult it was, no matter how forbidden it was.
Lu Sheng was a little crazy when she kissed him. He wanted to selfishly keep her and drag her into his abyss, but he also realized that he couldn't give her anything now. His Yanyan shouldn't stay here. She still had a vast world. He couldn't be so selfish.
Even if he wanted to possess her in every way, from heart to body, he had an endless desire to go to her, but he still couldn't let her go.
She was one of the few precious ones.
Lu Sheng held Luan Yan's cheek, took the initiative into his own hands, sucked her lips, and continued to deepen this immature kiss. This was the only time he was so indulgent, no longer restrained, and let himself fall, sinking into her warm and soft lips and tongue, entangled with it, lingering.
Bunches of fireworks flew into the sky, the dark night sky was lit up, various colors bloomed, and made a huge sound.
Under the gorgeous fireworks, Luan Yan hugged Lu Sheng tightly. Both of them were very awkward, stuck on each other's lips, learning how to stick out the tip of the tongue, stumbling and extremely affectionate, only letting the other take a breath, and then continuing the intimate and long deep kiss, circling each other's tongue, exchanging saliva, and supporting each other.
A moment is also regarded as an eternity.