Trace and Fog

At first, Shen Xingzhao ignored Pei Jin's seemingly absent approach and teasing. Her acting skills were really poor, but he could see it, but he wouldn't point it out. I just thought it was interesting at first, but unexpectedly I gradually became interested in it. Until that dinner party. The friend glanced at her secretly and teased him with a smile: "You are now a grown man, should you consider getting married?" In the smoke, Shen Xingzhuo's expression was obscure, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry. "I am her elder, that's all." He said lightly. Pei Jin heard these words in his heart and became completely awake. It doesn't matter whether you are tempted or not. After all, she was not as good at this ambiguous game as he was. He can give her what she wants, but he won't give her what she wants most. - It's been a long time since we talked about relationships. Pei Jin joked with his friends: "I don't feel much regret. After all, I have already let go." Shen Xingzhuo, who happened to come in, glanced at her calmly. A calm night, a dimly lit guest room. He carried her to the desk and wiped off the excess lipstick smudge from her lips with his hands, one stroke after another. He asked her in a low voice: "What do you want this time?" Pei Jin pretended not to change his expression and used the title to remind him not to cross the line: "Uncle, I have no desires and no demands." Shen Xingzhuo stopped moving, his expression rarely serious, and his fingertips wandered down her neck, sliding towards her heart. "Jinjin, you are more cruel than me." - *He/age difference 11/deliberately approaching "Drowning in retrospect and drowning in fog" "He is her past and her future." Purpose: Love makes life prosperous