He and His Black Moonlight

He suddenly leaned in, and our lips met.

A long, tender, and deeply affectionate kiss.

I felt something slide down my throat, leaving a metallic taste of blood in my mouth.

He leaned his forehead against mine and chuckled softly.

“Foolish, you want to die with me?

“For me, Shen Jing, that’s a reward.”

My heart ached and trembled, “What did you give me to eat?”

He said, “A gift.

“I hadn’t originally intended to give it to you.

“But…”

He sighed softly, “You’re too good. You’re the only one I’ve ever been reluctant to let go of in my life.”

The car plunged into the sea, and the water instantly surged in.

My consciousness gradually blurred. I saw Shen Jing…

He unbuckled my seatbelt and put on the life vest from under the seat for me.

Then he used a safety hammer to break open the car door.

When he pushed me out, he pulled me back forcefully and gave me a long breath of air.

Before losing consciousness, I murmured, “Next life, let’s never meet again, okay…?”

He understood my lip movements: “Okay.”

He let go, and the buoyancy of the life vest pulled me upwards.

Phantom-like waves surged with undercurrents until Shen Jing’s face was almost out of sight.

I saw his sign language and lip movements.

“No, I lied.”