My absurd experiences in North America over the years

The rain was still falling outside, and the sound came through the window, dense and even, and it didn't seem like it would stop anytime soon.

The bedside lamp in the bedroom cast a warm yellow hue over the entire space, and the light also projected the shadows of the two people onto the wall, where they overlapped.

Gadot buried her face in his chest and cried for a long time.

Li Fu didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only hold her tightly and gently stroke her back with one hand.

He could feel Gadot's shoulders trembling, tears seeping through her shirt, first warm against her skin, then slowly cooling.

After about five or six minutes, the crying gradually subsided, eventually turning into intermittent sobs.

As the crying stopped, Gadot's emotions gradually calmed down, and her voice, muffled, sounded against his chest, "Your clothes seem wet."

The shirt was soaked with tears.

"It's alright, you were already wet from the rain anyway," Li Fu gently stroked her cheek.

Gadot took a half step back, her hair disheveled and her face streaked with tears, as if she were crying out all the resentment she had held in for years.

She avoided his gaze, lowered her head, and wiped away her tears with the back of her hand. "I'm going to wash my face."

Without waiting for Li Fu's reply, she turned and went into the restroom.

Li Fu sat down on the small sofa by the bed, took off his coat, which was half wet, and breathed a long sigh of relief. He had finally broken the ice.

The room was quiet, and you could clearly hear the rain outside the window and the soft sound of water running in the bathroom.

About ten minutes later, Gadot came out of the room. The tear stains on her face had been washed away, and her hair had been combed back, but her eyes were still red.

She stood at the doorway watching Li Fu sitting on his sofa, half of his shirt wet and his hair not completely dry.

At that moment, her heart suddenly softened. Not long ago, such scenes were common in the summer and autumn of 2006.

"How old are you, still trying to look cool in the rain?" Gadot opened the bedroom closet, where there were still two sets of Li Fu's clothes, which she hadn't thrown away in the past few years. "Change into them! It's so late and you're still not leaving. I'm not letting you stay overnight."

She said that, but she didn't mean to kick people out at all.

Li Fu got up, took the clothes, and instead of changing them, placed them on the sofa and hugged Gadot back into his arms.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't moved at this moment.

Gadot stiffened for a moment, then quickly relaxed, resting her face on his shoulder. She smelled a faint scent of smoke and rain.

"When you left last time, I didn't even have a chance to say goodbye properly," she said calmly, without any resentment.

Li Fu instinctively hugged her tightly. At this moment, words seemed extremely inadequate, and the tenderness and love in his heart reached their peak with her words.

He lowered his head and kissed the plain red lips.

Gadot let out a soft moan, passively responding to his domineering kiss, her hands unconsciously wrapping around his neck.

Both were so engrossed in their relationship that they didn't want to separate until their breaths became so heavy they could barely breathe.

This time, the future Wonder Woman took the initiative. She bit her lower lip and pushed Li Fu down onto the bed, casually tossing her beige sweater into some unknown corner...

Li Fu saw once again the body he was very familiar with; it was slender, though slightly lacking in some places.

His shirt fell off, revealing his strong and muscular upper body.

The rain outside the window seemed to be getting heavier, with raindrops hitting the glass and making a dense, rapid sound.

The dim yellow floor lamp in the bedroom created an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere, and overlapping silhouettes were reflected on the snow-white walls.

Li Fu's gaze, besides its undisguised fervor, also held a deep and focused tenderness. His movements were composed yet affectionate, as if he wanted to make up for the lost years tonight.

Gadot seemed a little shy, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She turned her head slightly, trying to avoid the overly intense gaze, but Li Fu's warm fingers gently supported her chin.

Gadot obediently raised her eyes, and in those eyes, she saw herself completely unreserved.

Li Fu lowered his head, and his delicate kisses, like feathers, landed on her brow, the tip of her nose, and finally lingered on her slightly burning earlobe.

His breath brushed against her neck, carrying the unique scent of tobacco mixed with rain, and an intense, almost overwhelming heat that made her tremble slightly.

They still had that same unspoken understanding; they hadn't grown apart despite their long separation, and all their tenderness came naturally.

Li Fu's broad palm slid slowly down her delicate back, and Jia Duo's tall figure had already softened and collapsed into his arms like a spring river.

She closed her eyes, and her hands involuntarily climbed onto his broad shoulders, her fingertips sinking deep into his strong muscles, like a small boat that had been adrift at sea for a long time finally finding a shore to dock.

Thunder rumbled in the spring, and the rain grew increasingly heavy.

Both of them couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.

It was a touch that transcended the long years and endless longing, carrying a slight tremor, yet feeling incredibly reassuring.

Gadot buried her face in the crook of his neck, feeling his steady and powerful heartbeat. The rhythm gradually overlapped with her own heartbeat, as if even their souls were reunited at this moment.

Li Fu turned his head to the side, his lips brushing against her earlobe, and whispered something.

The sound was so soft that it was almost drowned out by the sound of rain outside the window, but Gadot heard it clearly.

Her eyes welled up with tears again, this time not because of grievance, but because of a sense of security from being truly cherished.

She tilted her head back, responding to his breath, melting all her unspoken words into that long and passionate kiss.

The night was deep, and the sound of rain became the most natural cover in the world.

In this bedroom filled with memories and the warmth of spring, time seems to slow down. There are no words urging us on, no worldly disturbances, only the intertwined breaths and the body temperature rising to its highest point.

It's as if they're using this most primal and intimate way to say goodbye to past regrets and to reaffirm their commitment to each other in the future.

After an unknown amount of time, as the last rumble of spring thunder faded into the distance, the heavy rain gradually stopped.

Gadot, who had almost suffocated, gradually recovered and her breathing became even and long. She lay there with her chest heaving violently, her hands and feet feeling a little weak, but her body and mind were able to relive that long-lost warm and comfortable feeling.

About ten minutes later, the sound of drizzling rain came from outside the window again. In this quiet night, this reunion was destined not to end just like that.

Gadot sat up in bed, a hint of spring still lingering in her eyes. She hugged Li Fu tightly and gently kissed his forehead. "Take me to the bathroom, my legs are a little sore..."

Li Fu had this intention: deep affection should not be wasted by time, and a beautiful woman should not be left alone in her secluded chamber.

He carried the beauty in his arms and walked into the bathroom.

Hot water fell from the sky, and the steam quickly enveloped the two people, who were already embracing each other without restraint.

In April, spring is in full bloom.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night...