The light reflected from the sea made Feng Beiting's face look as conspicuous as fire.

The thin lips are slightly curled, making them more enchanting.

His smile made the waves gradually become dangerous.

Like a rattlesnake dancing.

The air around me cools down, and this wetness and coldness tortures not only the human body, but also the heart.

The lights on the yacht barely outline the hull and gradually disappeared into the ghostly gray mist gliding on the sea.

Jiang Yimian's face turned a little pale again.

The lips are dry, not as moist as before, and they are pink.

Including the time she was young, this seemed to be the third time she had been kidnapped.

She never expected that the kidnapper would be Feng Beiting this time!

Her lips were pulled weakly, and the smile on her face seemed reluctant and fragile, "You, stop making trouble... Go back after a few turns..."

She refused to admit that she had been kidnapped by him.

It seemed as if he would really send her home as he said.

Feng Beiting said nothing, looked at her calmly, his eyes as deep as sea water. The light reflected from the spotlight occasionally swept across the sea and reflected his face. One side was under the light, and the other side was hidden in the shadow.

Like him as a whole.

Only then did Jiang Yimian realize that he seemed to have only seen one side of Feng Beiting's character, but that was not all of him.

Tonight he is dangerous, charming, and a bit sinister.

The sea breeze was very cool and it was very cold. Jiang Yimian felt a little cold, but the coldness did not come from outside, but from the heart.

She tightened her arms, but she couldn't help but shivered.

Because of the dark night, the deep sea, and the paranoid him.

"Go to have a meal." Feng Beiting finally spoke, calm and gentle, as if they were really going out to sea to play on a whim.

“…I’m not hungry, I want to go home.”

"Can."

Feng Beiting's extremely happy agreement surprised Jiang Yimian.

She looked up at him, with surprise and astonishment in her eyes that she could not hide.

So easy?!

The next second, the man raised his foot and walked towards her. The sound of leather shoes stepping on the deck was drowned by the sound of the waves of the sea, but Jiang Yimian seemed to hear it. It was not the sound that sounded in his ears, but the echoes in his mind.

One day...

She couldn't remember exactly when it was, and he had walked towards her with such heavy steps, with his resolute attitude and unstoppable strength.

Jiang Yimian stood there and did not dare to move.

His hands and feet were frozen, and all the temperature was taken away by the sea breeze.

Feng Beiting walked to her, and Ye Feng blew the hair on his forehead, and the hair slightly blocked the amber eyes, making people unable to see the emotions in his eyes.

The beautiful hands suddenly pinched Jiang Yimian's waist and pushed her to press her against the railing.

Her body trembled, and the trinket on her T-shirt fell over the railing and sank into the deep sea bottom.

Feng Beiting opened his lips quietly and said, "Mianmian, do you want to swim back?"

Hearing this, the blood on Jiang Yimian's face instantly faded away!

His infatuated smile, his voice was so pleasant, but his words were shocking, "When you are not far from the land, I will never stop you if you want to swim back.

but……

You are so afraid of water. Even the waves in the shallows are not as good as the calves, and your face is pale and running towards the shore. Do you have the courage to jump down?"

Jiang Yimian's hand was crossed between the two, but she was not trying to push Feng Beiting away. On the contrary, her hands tightened his clothes, for fear that he would push her down in a cold second.

Yes, she was afraid of water, and she was afraid that she knew that she could not get out of her body even though she knew that she could not get out of the way and did not dare to pluck up the courage to jump down.

It was even worse tonight, and she didn't even dare to look down now.

It seemed that only the atmosphere of the sea was left around, and the unique noise of the city gradually disappeared.

The bright moon in August hangs high on the zenith, appearing and disappearing in the top layer of the beach mist.

Jiang Yimian's upper body was pressed lower and lower by Feng Beiting, and even crossed the railing. She was so scared that she hugged his neck tightly, her knuckles were as pale as on her face.

Feng Beiting turned his face slightly, his thin lips pressed against her ears, his tone was slightly lower, like a whisper between lovers.

"Forgot Lin Sinan, otherwise I will throw you down now..."

His tone was gentle and gentle, as if there was no threat in it, but the deterrence was not to be underestimated.

Jiang Yimian nodded almost without hesitation, unable to distract himself from thinking about how he knew Lin Sinan's existence.

Seeing this, Feng Beiting's eyes darkened, and there was no expression on his face that could be called satisfaction.

She was scared...

She actually believed that he would throw her down.

With his eyes closed, Feng Beiting sighed as if he had accepted his fate, and his lips were gently printed on her cheek.

He pushed her too hard, but it was hard for him not to do so.

He hugged her back to the center of the deck, and his warm and thick palms stroked her back.

The figures of the two fused into the thick fog, as if they had become part of the fog.

"Okay, don't be afraid anymore, I'm scaring you." How could he be willing to throw her into the sea!

He obviously didn't even dare to let her see the water surface.

"When will you firmly believe that I will never hurt you?" He sighed softly at the endless sea that blends into the night, as if asking Jiang Yimian, or as if talking to himself.

She didn't respond, and the question scattered in the wind, losing its vitality every word, and sank to the bottom of the sea with the ornament on her clothes.

Jiang Yimian shrank in Feng Beiting's arms and felt his arms were very warm, but she still felt cold, and waves of cold air blew across her back.

Just as he was pressed on the railing, many things emerged in her mind when fear broke out.

In the extremely dark basement, she was forced to ask if she was going to find Lin Sinan.

In the elevator, Feng Beiting pressed on one side of the car and kissed deeply.

It seemed that one night a long time ago, she saw the walls of her study in his home.

But later she forgot all of this for some reason.

And tonight—

Just now, those strange and familiar memories were crazily entering her mind, as if the supermarket had just opened in the morning, and the old men and women rushed to the fruit and vegetable discount area at a speed of 100 meters.

She didn't feel the headache, she was just a little confused and couldn't figure out a clear timeline.

The only thing that is certain is that all of those things have actually happened.

Because of that thrilling feeling, it was still buried deep in her heart.

Once the lead is lit, it will explode with a "bang", and the heart lake will be difficult to calm down.

*

When Feng Beiting was taken to the restaurant for dinner, Jiang Yimian was extremely silent.

She seemed less afraid because her hands stopped shaking, but she seemed even more afraid because her face was still pale and her lips were bitten to make her blood leak out.

Feng Beiting used a cotton swab dipped in water to gently wipe her. She sat motionlessly on the chair for him to fiddle with, like a lifeless porcelain doll.

This state continues until after dinner.

She wiped her lips with a napkin, and she tried very hard.

Feng Beiting looked at it and couldn't help frowning.

He walked over and held her hand, and found that her fingertips were colder than before, "Mianmian..."

"It's you..." She finally caught the sound from the deepest part of the well.

She looked at him with a calm look, "It was you three years ago."

She used a statement, and seemed to explain a fact to him calmly without any hesitation.

The huge waves that were roaring in her heart were already roaring up to her eyes. Her eyes were covered with water vapor. As long as she blinked her eyes, tears would flow down her eyes, but she didn't, just staring at Feng Beiting intently.

She thought she would be scared, but the fact is that she was so angry that she wanted to bite people.

It feels really bad that the script of life is in the hands of others...

As she watched as she focused, Feng Beiting tightened his hand holding the tissue.

He lowered his eyes and said hoarsely, "It's me."
To be continued...