Ling Momo didn’t even have time to scream before she plunged into the water; the next second, Li Qingshen followed her into the depths.
As Ling Momo fell back first into the water, in her surprise and panic, she hooked her arms around Li Qingshen’s neck, and he, seizing the moment, grabbed her waist, plunging headfirst into the water beside her. As they fell, Li Qingshen deliberately increased his falling speed until his lips met Ling Momo’s without deviation....
The moment their lips touched, Li Qingshen’s heartbeat seemed to stop all of a sudden, utterly silent.
At sunset, beneath the Sunset Bridge where I kiss you, if I convey all my love through this kiss, will it be eternal, as the legend says, for those who kiss under Sigh Bridge?
Ling Momo stiffened instantly, her whole being seized up, only feeling the man’s lips soft and warm against her own. Her mind went blank, her hands that were wrapped around his neck slightly loosened, and their lips finally parted. Li Qingshen was still looking down, gazing into her eyes, a hint of dark red within their depths. Before Ling Momo could fully decipher the meaning in his eyes, someone came to rescue them, and in that moment, Li Qingshen quickly returned to his usual composure and indifference. As the boat approached, he calmly and naturally lifted Ling Momo onto it.
His calm and indifference made Ling Momo feel like the lips brushing under Sigh Bridge had been nothing more than an illusion that never truly happened.
Once on the boat, neither of them spoke a word. Ling Momo sat to the side, hesitating for a while before she couldn’t help turning to glance at Li Qingshen.
Li Qingshen sat beside her, water droplets trickling through his hair and falling onto his completely soaked white shirt.
The red, blood-like sunset quietly spilled down, casting a backlight on his handsome features, his face still and dimensional, save for the slight trembling of his long eyelashes. From Ling Momo’s perspective, he looked like a painting, drawing the gaze of all passersby.
Ling Momo was involuntarily captivated.
Li Qingshen seemed to sense the girl’s watchful eyes. He turned slightly and noticed that her clothes, drenched by the water, clung tightly to her body, revealing the curves of her delicate figure to the many onlookers, prompting him to frown and cover her with his soaked jacket.
Throughout it all, Li Qingshen maintained a frosty and distant demeanor.
Yet, Ling Momo was shaken awake the moment he draped his jacket over her, realizing she had been staring at Li Qingshen and shivering involuntarily. She quickly turned her head away, thinking to herself that truly beautiful things are the most enchanting—the perfect example being Li Qingshen.
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Ling Momo blinked, involuntarily sighing inwardly again, and then, before she knew it, she was thinking back to their lips meeting as they fell from Falling Sigh Bridge.
Even though she knew it was just a coincidence, for some reason, Ling Momo still felt her heartbeat involuntarily quicken, revealing a hint of nervousness.