Even though both of them were naked and touching each other, there was no lustful impulse in this hug, it was just a hug.

She was so small and short, and when he tightened his arms to embrace her, she could barely reach his shoulders. However, even this small body had such strong and firm strength to support her.

It brought up all his hopelessness, loneliness, indifference, and darkness...

When he was lying dying in the hospital, if she hadn't been holding his hand tightly, he didn't know if he would have had the courage to walk out of the darkness...

When he spent eight years getting used to the scorching heat and severe winter of the plateau, and when wind, frost, and swords were nothing new to him, without her, he would not have discovered that the sky on the plateau was actually very blue, and that kind of inconspicuous wild flower called Kelsang flower

It's really beautiful...

When did his closed, hard and numb heart open up a small opening? He could no longer remember...

It seemed that a long, long time ago, when she called the announcement in the shopping mall to find Ning Zhenqian's child, he faced those naughty eyes that were spinning around, and his heart, which had been stiff for many years, felt like a gentle breeze blowing. He deeply remembered it.

, that time, for the first time, he even rubbed her hair...

In his life, he had only touched the head of one woman, and that was Nannan...

The six-year-old daughter, the seven-year-old daughter... until the twelve-year-old daughter...

Every time he saw her chubby, glutinous rice dumpling-like face, he couldn't help but feel the urge to pinch, rub, and pull her braids...

He even tied her hair...

No one would believe that a cold and hard man like him could actually braid his hair...

In his thirty years of life, he had only braided her hair, and every time he braided her hair, he always liked to rub her hair. How could a little girl's hair feel like this? It was soft and slippery.

, it’s like touching your mother’s fine silk satin skirt...

Perhaps, this is destiny.

In his life, he was destined to only rub one woman's hair, but at that time, he was confused and didn't know...

He couldn't remember how the small opening in his heart slowly expanded little by little, and the sunlight penetrated little by little. It was not until later that he suddenly realized that he had inadvertently been led by her.

Arrived in the sun.

It turns out that his life can also be illuminated by the sun and be very warm...

Did it start from the blushing kiss she threw into his arms before he got on the plane?

Did it start when he ate the love dumplings she brought him on the plane in one sitting?

Did it start when she traveled thousands of miles to get to him and shouted "Brother Tangtang" when she was in a coma?

He really doesn’t know anymore…

However, he clearly remembers the thunderous shock when he heard her calling him drowsily in the health center...

Fourteen years.

If he remembered correctly, they had not seen each other for fourteen years.

What kind of belief caused her to remember him in her heart for fourteen years?

Is it because of his inadvertent assistance when he was young? Is it because of the companionship he only provided when he was on vacation? If so, he thinks he is not worthy...

To him, those past events of his youth and frivolity were nothing more than effortless work, even unintentional. Compared with her sea-like affectionate feedback, he felt ashamed and ashamed. Therefore, he was confused, afraid, and escaped.

, However, at this moment, he clearly understood that no matter confusion, fear, or escape, they were just illusions reflected in his heart. All illusions were just to deceive himself and others to cover up one fact - her deep affection, her vitality, her bringing...

The sunlight that came was so fierce that the defenses he had built for eight years easily fell apart. In his heart, he had already surrendered...

There has never been a person in his life who can make him hurt, make him angry, make him helpless, make him feel both happy and angry, make him dare not think, make him unable to let go, make him want to protect her under his wings, like her.

, but in the final analysis, she let him sink into her gentleness and tenderness, unable to extricate himself...

They spent so little time together, and their reunion was so short, but all the outbursts of emotion seemed to have nothing to do with time. Some feelings, even for just one day, were enough to arouse echoes that shook the soul, starting from the moment he knew she was his daughter.

, he lost the ability to control his emotions. After eight years of being cold-hearted and cold-faced, he could not stop the torrent of emotions from overflowing. After the mania and confusion, he became sober after the stillness. She was already his destiny...

…

Destined to meet her when she was six years old;

Destined to meet her again twenty years later;

As fate would have it, after coming full circle, she appeared in his worst moment and rescued him from the haze...

However, he had sworn to protect her for the rest of his life, but as time went by, it turned out that he had only appeared in her life for a short period of time, but would spend the rest of his life relying on her protection...

Yes, in fact, he relied on her protection. It seemed that without her, the corners of his life that were finally illuminated by the sun would become dark again...

Especially during the days when he was seriously injured, she had become the one he could not leave behind...

Therefore, he became more sensitive, became more manic, and became more fearful...

When the stack of photos appeared in front of his eyes, he completely lost his ability to control. What he couldn't bear was how close and understanding the man in the photos had to be to have such eye contact with her and her understanding smile.

Have that look on each other's faces?

The moment the photo was smashed out, he saw her pain, but what hurt more than her was his heart...

It turns out that his heart can still hurt, and the pain is more painful every time...

He didn't want to push her to the ground, but when he saw her pale face about to cry, he was furious and at a loss...

Why didn't she smile so easily in front of him?

He always wants to give her the best, always wants her to be happy. She is his daughter, the pearl in his palm, the treasure in his heart. Why doesn't he want her to laugh like yesterday? But why, he always always

To mess things up and make her cry every time?

The moment she ran out of the ward crying, he knew that he had once again made things worse, even so bad that he couldn't handle it, and he didn't know how to end it...

He has never been good at love; he is as bad at emotional strategies as a child...

Perhaps, we can only choose to escape again...

So, he ran back to the mountains in panic.

The solemnity and tranquility of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau are his weapons for healing. Eight years ago, his feelings were buried here. From then on, the sky has only one color. The flowers bloom and fall on him every season, but the alternation of black and white, and the most serious disaster in the world.

But lost again...

Yes, lost again...

Although thinking about it every second would hurt his heart and lungs, he thought it was just another loss...

Walking into the depths of the Yunnan-Guizhou Plateau, the darkness and dense forests there will cover up all his injuries and pain, making him merge with the darkness. The worst is to return to his dark world, and from now on, he will never believe in the light again...

However, what was different from eight years ago was that in such a quiet night, in the night when he longed for darkness, the full moon in the sky above his head never left him. No matter where he went, it always cast its clear light.

, leaving him nowhere to hide...

He was in the house, and the bright moonlight filled the window panes; he closed the curtains, and the silver light penetrated the fibers; he hid under the quilt to isolate himself from the world and covered his head, but the full moon appeared in his heart, lingering.

If you don’t go, it’s shiny and moist, with a glistening glow, just like someone’s silver-moon-like little face, with tears hanging on it and a smile contained in it, and he can’t hide away...

So he ran away in a hurry and ran into the deep mountains. That month became more and more unscrupulous, like a curtain, covering the sky and the earth...

He ran, he escaped, but he could not escape Yue's pursuit. He captured him and became the game it played in the palm of his hand...

He finally stopped and stood on the grassland where the Gesang flowers were blooming. It turned out that the wild flowers under the moonlight were really so beautiful...

He lay down, her words ringing in his ears, and he vaguely remembered that she said that this kind of flower represents happiness.

He still couldn't understand the relationship between happiness and wild flowers, but he just wondered why, at the same moment when he was about to lose it, he could still see the color of the flowers in his eyes, so pink under the moonlight...

He was thinking, were there no Kelsang flowers on the plateau eight years ago?

Staring, the full moon above his head was arrogant and mischievous, overflowing with light, as if declaring its victory. He smiled bitterly. He couldn't remember whether there was such a full moon at night eight years ago, or maybe there was no full moon to shine.

Get into his heart...

Eight years ago, all the sun, moon and stars in his world fell; eight years later, today, he is ready to endure another fall, but there is always a full moon shining in his corner, shining on the plateau full of Gesang flowers.

, he doesn’t understand why...

It wasn't until he heard the approaching footsteps and her long and lingering call that he realized that there was a moon in his heart, so the moon was like a bright lamp. Without the moon in his heart, the moon would not be bright. This time, his bright moonlight, he really

Unwilling to give up...

However, he was so afraid, afraid that the full moonlight would be frightened and cried by him accidentally, so, listening to the approaching footsteps and feeling the warmth of her fingertips sliding across his cheek,

No matter how fast my heart beats, I dare not make a sound or even open my eyes at will...

However, her crying disturbed his mind. He didn't know what words to use to express his comfort, let alone how to prove that she still belonged to his bright moonlight. In the chaos, he used the most direct way.

A kind of power - that is a power that only he can exercise!

That's right! Only he in the whole world can do such a thing to her!

This idea makes him excited! Makes him crazy! Makes him unable to control himself!

In the whole world, only he can make her happy in this way...

Only he knew that she was also happy when he was asking for her. Only he had seen her expression when she was extremely happy. Only he could make her tremble with such joy under him...

He didn't even want to hear her call him brother anymore. It wasn't that he didn't cherish the warm childhood past with her, but that he had to clearly distinguish the relationship between brother and men. A person can have many brothers, but he can only have one.

A man, he is her man, not her brother!
To be continued...