Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 465 Heaven and earth are covered, the earth is the mat, unique and unparalleled.
The kiss, like a spark falling into a deep pool, rippled across the silent mountaintop.

When Jiang Qing and Zhang Jingyi finally separated for a short while with reluctance, their foreheads still gently touched, supporting each other, and their noses almost brushing against each other.

They were breathing slightly, their warm breaths mingling and swirling in close proximity, making it difficult to distinguish one another.

Jiang Qing's eyes were deep, as if they were soaked in the night, as he stared intently at the girl so close to him.

Zhang Jingyi's cheeks were flushed with a lovely blush, her eyes were misty, as if covered with a layer of water mist, but she still tried hard to focus and look back at him.

In the extremely ambiguous atmosphere, Jiang Qing's gaze slowly moved down and landed on her slightly swollen lips, which were glistening with an alluring moisture.

Zhang Jingyi instantly understood the longing in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, her thick eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and she obediently closed her eyelids, giving the clearest consent in a silent gesture.

Jiang Qing let out a low, husky laugh, no longer able to restrain herself, and lowered her head again to savor its sweetness.

This kiss was no longer the gentle tentative one of the past, but a passionate confirmation of each other's feelings, fueled by long-suppressed emotions.

He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, pulling her closer into his embrace, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

Zhang Jingyi responded enthusiastically, her arms climbing up his neck, awkwardly yet bravely welcoming his deeper advances.

The dazzling starry sky silently rotated above them, witnessing the couple expressing their deepest love in the most primal way.

Gradually, the simple act of being together could no longer satisfy the surging desires deep within their hearts.

Driven by some instinct, they embraced, their bodies pressed together, exploring each other as they slowly moved into the tent.

Zhang Jingyi's movements were somewhat clumsy, yet they revealed an eagerness that she couldn't wait any longer.

Jiang Qing's arms remained supporting her back until he gently laid her down on the spread-out sleeping bag.

The space inside the tent suddenly felt cramped, the air seemed to be on fire, and the temperature rose sharply, making people want to do something to relieve the heat.

The dim light came from the diffused starlight outside the tent, outlining their blurred yet captivating silhouettes.

The rustling sound of clothes rubbing together was mixed with increasingly rapid breathing.

Just when she was lost in passion and everything seemed to be about to fall into place, Jiang Qing suddenly stopped moving.

The restless atmosphere came to an abrupt halt.

He suppressed the surging urge within him, propped himself up with his arms, and created some distance between himself and Zhang Jingyi beneath him, trying to let the cool air rush into his burning chest.

Suddenly, she felt a lightness on her body, and the cool air brushed against her skin. Zhang Jingyi's dazed eyes gradually cleared. She looked at him in confusion, her eyes filled with a hint of bewilderment at being interrupted, and softly called out.

"Jiang Qing?"

Jiang took a few deep breaths, trying to calm his disordered breathing; his voice sounded particularly hoarse from the pressure.

"Jingyi... I'll take you home, okay?"

As he spoke, he tried to sit up.

Although it was indeed incredibly noisy, reason told him that it wasn't appropriate to do it in the middle of nowhere.

However, Zhang Jingyi quickly reached out her arm, hooked it around his neck, and pulled him back to within arm's reach.

Her eyes shone brightly in the dim light, staring straight into his eyes, leaving him no room to look away.

"Jiang Qing, look at me and answer me. Have you... never done that with anyone else in a place like this before?"

Jiang Qing instantly understood the meaning behind her words.

He gazed into the girl's stubborn yet slightly apprehensive eyes beneath him, and suddenly realized something, his heart pounding.

"Yes, never."

Without hiding anything, he answered with heavy breathing.

Upon receiving this affirmative answer, Zhang Jingyi's face instantly lit up with an incredibly bright smile, tinged with a touch of smugness.

She tightened her arms around his neck, her tone firm, as if making a declaration.

"Then here. Jiang Qing, I don't want to be like everyone else, I want to be unique!"

These words were like a key, completely unlocking the last shackles in Jiang Qing's heart.

He smiled gently, and the last trace of hesitation in his eyes disappeared.

Without further hesitation, I bowed my head again, letting actions speak louder than words.

"Hmm~"

The girl let out a satisfied moan.

This time, it was even more intense than before.

Lost in their passion, their hands began to consciously explore each other's clothing.

The buttons were undone, the zipper was pulled down, and a cool night breeze occasionally slipped in, causing them to instinctively hug each other even tighter.

When Jiang Qing's palm touched Zhang Jingyi's delicate skin on her waist, she involuntarily flinched slightly.

He immediately noticed this and, without hesitation, pulled out a hand and deftly zipped up the tent flap completely, cutting off the coolness from the outside and the remaining dim light, creating a more private space that belonged only to the two of them.

Then, he leaned in again, completely enveloping her warm, soft body beneath him.

In the darkness, their breathing and heartbeats were amplified infinitely, intertwining and entwining.

Zhang Jingyi suddenly hugged Jiang Qing's neck tightly, buried her burning cheeks in his neck, and whispered in his ear with a trembling voice the vow that Zhu Yun had etched into her bones.

"I have my king, and I am his loyal subject. I am willing to cheer for him and die for him on the battlefield..."

She was breathing heavily, paused slightly, then leaned closer and gently bit his earlobe, her breath sweet as orchids.

"Jiang Qing, you are my king~"

Jiang Qing's heart was struck hard by those words, and a surge of heat suddenly erupted from her chest, quickly spreading throughout her body.

He turned his head to look at her.

In the dim light, her eyes shone like obsidian soaked in water, filled with a desperate courage.

This look in her eyes kept overlapping with many scenes in Jiang Qing's memory...

The fleeting glimpse of light at our first encounter in the Houhai bar, the sly look in her eyes as she hid behind her books at the Luda Coffee Shop, and her radiant smile amidst the sea of ​​people at the concert.

And just now, her stubbornness in insisting on completing her unique transformation in this mountaintop tent... This girl, with her free and unrestrained soul and a sincere and courageous heart, walked step by step into his life and into his heart.

He gazed into her eyes, wanting to imprint this moment deeply into his heart.

Then, he slowly lowered his head, his forehead touching hers, his nose lightly brushing against hers, and with the same unwavering voice, he responded to her feelings with a classic line from Li Xun's novel.

"With me here, you can do whatever you want. I'm your source of confidence."

These words, like a final promise, completely melted away the last trace of hesitation in Zhang Jingyi's heart.

She stopped talking and simply hugged him tighter, responding with her actions.

Jiang Qing lowered his head and gently touched her brow, then traced his fingers down her nose, finally stopping at her slightly warm lips.

Zhang Jingyi tilted her head back in response, ran her fingers through his hair, and pulled him forcefully towards herself with a defiant spirit.

Jiang Qing chuckled softly and placed his palm on her back.

"So fierce?"

"I just want to be different from everyone else."

She glared at him fiercely, but her legs honestly wrapped around his waist.

Are they all particularly obedient in front of you?

Jiang Qing stopped what he was doing, propped himself up, and looked at her intently in the dim light.

"Why bring up other people at this time?"

The chirping of insects came from outside the tent, and he stroked her flushed cheeks with his fingertips.

"Jingyi, you know perfectly well."

"What do I know?"

She suddenly rolled over and pinned him down, not even noticing the sleeping bag zipper digging into her waist.

"I know you're experienced?"

Stray strands of hair brushed against his face as she spoke earnestly, each word tinged with a hint of emotion.

"I'm definitely no match for you, Dr. Jiang... um..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was cut off.

He supported the back of her head until their breathing became erratic before they separated slightly.

Zhang Jingyi glared at him reproachfully, then suddenly burst out laughing, her eyes sparkling with tiny glints of light.

"A guilty conscience needs no accuser!"

She suddenly grabbed the coat next to her, took out a fruit candy from the pocket, deftly unwrapped it, and stuffed the orange-yellow candy ball into his mouth.

"award."

Her wrinkled nose looked so cute that it softened Jiang Qing's heart.

“You said you liked this flavor when we were on set, so I secretly kept a few.”

The sweet and sour citrus flavor spread between her lips and teeth, and Jiang Qing's gaze deepened.

He bent down with half a candy in his mouth and fed the other half back to her.

Two blushes rose on the girl's cheeks as she accepted it completely.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound inside the tent, and the sleeping bag was rummaged through and made messy.

Zhang Jingyi suddenly pressed against his chest.

"and many more!"

Jiang Qing looked at her with a puzzled expression as she crawled to the corner of the tent on both hands and feet and took out her phone from her backpack.

The screen lit up, illuminating her mischievous smile. "Want to capture an unforgettable moment? After all..."

The girl's deliberately drawn-out tone carried a hint of smugness.

"Is this your first time in the wild?"

Jiang Qing reached out and snatched the phone, placing it face down on the mat, plunging the tent back into darkness.

He nibbled on her earlobe with a smile.

"So you really want to preserve evidence?"

"It's to be a souvenir!"

She wrapped her arms around his neck with a sense of entitlement.

"When we're old, I'll laugh at you with this video. Look, this is the first time some AI genius has been in the middle of nowhere!"

The unfinished words turned into a soft sigh.

Jiang Qing pulled her into the sleeping bag, his lips gently landing on her trembling eyelashes.

"As you wish, my princess."

As night deepened, the temperature inside the tent rose.

At one point, Zhang Jingyi suddenly bit his shoulder, her voice trembling with tears.

"Jiang Qing, I want you to remember this night forever!"

He hesitated slightly, then hugged her even tighter.

The mountain breeze swept through the treetops, and the starry sky spun as it sank below the horizon.

All the struggles, trials, waiting, and striving have found their final destination at this moment.

No more words were needed, nor were any words required. All emotions transformed into a gentle spring breeze and fine rain, blending and settling in the increasingly profound contact between them, becoming an indelible mark.

They whispered sweet nothings to each other, their breaths mingling, on this secluded mountaintop, with the sky as their canopy and the earth as their mat, surrendering themselves completely to one another.

Suddenly, all sorts of past scenes flashed through Jiang Qing's mind like a slideshow.

She stared at him intently as he sang "Blue and White Porcelain" in the Houhai bar; she chased the waves on the beach in Xiamen, flip-flops in hand; the mischievous glint in her eyes as she handed him the lipstick amidst the concert crowd; her defiant declaration at the entrance of a traditional Hui-style house…

On this mountaintop on the outskirts of Beijing, witnessed by a sky full of stars, and against the backdrop of the dazzling city lights that hold the dreams of countless people, the two completely let go of all their worries and became intimately connected.

There were few words exchanged, only intertwined breaths, suppressed gasps, and the occasional soft moan filled with satisfaction and love.

They confirmed each other's existence in the most direct way, and integrated the feelings that had already grown into their blood.

As the surging waves finally subsided, only the gradually calming breathing of the two men remained inside the tent.

Jiang Qing continued to hold Zhang Jingyi tightly, his hand gently stroking her smooth back.

Zhang Jingyi pressed her cheek against his sweaty chest, listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling an unprecedented sense of security.

"Is it cold?"

Jiang Qing asked in a low voice, pulling the sleeping bag next to her up a bit to wrap the two of them up more tightly.

Zhang Jingyi gently shook her head in his arms, her voice languid and soft.

"It's not cold~"

She paused, looked up, and gazed at him in the dim light.

"What about you?"

Jiang Qing smiled and lowered his head, placing a gentle kiss on the top of her head.

"It feels so warm to hold you."

Silence descended once more, but it was filled with warmth.

After a while, Zhang Jingyi suddenly chuckled softly.

"What are you laughing at?"

Jiang Qing asked her, puzzled.

"I'm thinking……"

Zhang Jingyi's voice was filled with laughter.

"If Fangfang knew that I was with you... on a mountaintop in the middle of nowhere... she would definitely faint from fright and then talk about me for three days and three nights."

Thinking of her ever-worrying little assistant, Jiang Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Then don't tell her."

"Yeah, don't tell her."

Zhang Jingyi slyly agreed, like a kitten that had successfully stolen some fish.

After lying down for a while, Jiang Qing sat up, fumbled for a bottle of mineral water in the backpack next to him, unscrewed the cap, and first offered it to Zhang Jingyi's lips.

She drank a few sips from his hand, the cool water relieving the thirst in her throat.

"what time is it?"

She asked in a muffled voice.

Jiang Qing took out his phone and turned on the screen, the faint light illuminating a small part of his face.

It's almost 1 a.m.

"Should we...go back?"

Zhang Jingyi's tone revealed a hint of reluctance.

Jiang Qing put down his phone, lay back down, pulled her back into his arms, and tucked the sleeping bag in.

"I'm not going back. I'll stay here tonight and watch you sleep."

This statement greatly pleased Zhang Jingyi.

She found a more comfortable position in his arms, closed her eyes peacefully, and smiled sweetly.

"it is good."

The mountain breeze whistled softly outside the tent, only making the warmth and tranquility inside the tent seem even more palpable.

The glittering Milky Way flowed silently across the sky, casting a soft glow through the tent's mesh.

In the distance, the city lights of Beijing still shone brightly, like a silver river on earth, echoing the starry sky above.

Amidst the starry sky and twinkling lights, the small tent is like a warm nest, enveloping two hearts that are closely intertwined.

All words seemed superfluous; they simply embraced quietly, feeling each other's presence and listening to each other's gradually even breathing.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Jingyi seemed to be falling asleep. In her hazy state, she felt Jiang Qing gently kiss her forehead and heard his deep voice in her ear.

"Princess, thank you... for being so brave."

She didn't open her eyes, but snuggled closer into his arms and softly hummed in a sleepy, nasal voice.

The night was deep, and the mountains were silent.

At this moment, the wind on the mountaintop, the distant lights, and the stars overhead all became witnesses to their relationship.

This outcome began with a chance glance in a Houhai bar, fermented during a second encounter on the beach of Xiamen Island, and was confirmed by a third meeting amidst the sea of ​​people at a concert.

Finally, on this undisturbed mountaintop, the most magnificent flowers bloomed.

For Zhang Jingyi, this was a courageous journey, knowing full well that there were tigers in the mountains, yet still venturing into the tiger's den.

For Jiang Qing, this was the inevitable outcome of being drawn to a vibrant, passionate, and indomitable life force.

The gears of fate had already begun to turn slowly on that night filled with songs.

……

As the first light of dawn appeared in the east, they huddled together in their sleeping bags, waiting for the sunrise.

Zhang Jingyi slipped her cold hands under the hem of his undershirt and watched him frown triumphantly.

"Next time we'll film in the desert."

She suddenly spoke, her voice eager to try.

"I want to be under the stars... um..."

Jiang Qing lowered his head and blocked her even bolder plan.

After a long while, their lips parted, and he looked down at her.

"So bold?"

"Because you are my king."

She brazenly tucked her feet into his lap to warm them, her eyes shining as if they were filled with the entire morning sun.

Jiang Qing smiled, raised her hand to stroke her little feet, and nodded gently.

"Yes, that's a very good reason."

The tone was serious.

The girl immediately raised her eyebrows, and two small parentheses, one dark and one light, appeared on either side of her mouth, her smile incredibly bright.

Seeing this, Jiang Qing also smiled. Their eyes met, and the downward curve of their eyes was surprisingly the same.

……

It turns out that the fleeting glimpse at Houhai that night wasn't an encounter, but rather me following the starlight and finally walking onto my destined path.

—Zhang Jingyi
(End of this chapter)