Feng Chengjin was forcibly kissed. If his memory serves right, this should be the second time in his thirty-four years that he was forcibly kissed. The first time Gu Zixuan was still young, mistook him for someone else, and clung to him; he felt amused and pushed her away without letting her kiss him. When she threw a tantrum and ran away, only to be cornered by a few American hooligans, he rescued her and she offered him her lips. That was his first kiss, blocked by Gu Zixuan’s soft lips, carrying the fragrance of youth. In that moment, he almost couldn’t control his twenty-six-year-old impulse and responded to that feeling. Gu Zixuan not only forcibly kissed his lips again, but initiated the exploration. Moreover, she straddled his waist with long legs and started to undo his clothes. Her proactive intent made Feng Chengjin’s throat roll, somewhat dry-mouthed. His hands couldn’t help but rest on her waist. But Gu Zixuan’s strange behavior still prompted him to ask, "You..." Gu Zixuan didn’t let him speak, her fingers running through his clean hair, ruthlessly blocking his words, getting closer, and said something that made him lose his sense of reason, "Want me..." The intense emotion overwhelmed him, the husky female voice pushing the emotions to their peak. Feng Chengjin’s dark eyes narrowed, uncontrollably squeezing Gu Zixuan’s waist, and flipped her down... [******Time spun back, as if returning to eight years ago... The screeching of brakes echoed in a New York alleyway intersecting Madison Avenue. It was early morning, with few people around, and seeing that she was an Asian girl, after a violent collision, her head hit a lamppost’s metal pole, instantly falling unconscious. The other party clenched their teeth, stepped on the gas pedal, and quickly left. The things Gu Zixuan bought for He Qimo who was returning to China scattered all over the place. Her slender body lay on the paving stones, standing out clearly. In a white dress, she looked as delicate and pure as a white rose, beautifully vulnerable and inspiring a desire to protect her. Feng Chengjin happened to be in New York on business, only twenty-six, exceptionally handsome with an indescribable air of elegance from head to toe. He had just experienced a failed blind date, harshly rejected by the other party. Therefore, upon encountering such an incident, he felt the odds were slim. Seeing her face clearly made him feel even more intrigued. "Stop the car," he told the driver. The black Bentley slowly came to a stop. He carried her to the back seat. Worried about her condition. Checking her breath, he found it relatively steady, she seemed to be just unconscious, and for some reason, he felt a bit amused... He instructed the driver to change direction, and took her to the New York University Medical Center. After the doctor’s examination, Gu Zixuan’s external injuries were not severe, but since she hit her head, causing some bleeding, her condition could only be determined after she regained consciousness for observation, so hospitalization was necessary. While the driver was handling the admission procedures and other matters. He was flipping through some of her documents and the things that had fallen to the ground at the time. He discovered a parcel prepared for sending back home, with "He Qimo" written in large characters on the dispatch note. Inside the parcel was a box of heart-shaped chocolates that girls liked... He realized that Gu Zixuan probably had someone she liked, and coupled with her reaction to the blind date that day, he understood the reason for her excuse. Recalling the remark "Mr. Feng, you’re too big." He couldn’t help but find it even more amusing... He shook his head speechlessly looking at the girl still in a deep sleep on the hospital bed. Just then, the doctor asked the driver and him, who was her family? What’s her name? He pondered for a moment, waving the parcel in his hand, "He Qimo." Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel※fire.net At this moment, in the Mediterranean-style villa bedroom in Rong City. Feng Chengjin was ardently embracing Gu Zixuan. Gu Zixuan held him tightly, perhaps having embraced him before, but never as tightly as this moment. The emotions affected Feng Chengjin. The two were nearly entangled. Not to mention how she had almost ignored him for the past half month, some emotions were already pent up and ready to burst. Just Gu Zixuan’s initiative and cooperation... Feng Chengjin wished to fully hold Gu Zixuan in his arms, pressing relentlessly until no strength was left... This intensity was the first time... No, to be precise, it was the first time since eight years ago. Because eight years ago... Gu Zixuan’s thoughts drifted, her heart trembling. ****** Feng Chengjin felt after all, he had gone on a blind date with Gu Zixuan. When someone else’s boyfriend isn’t around, meeting and taking care of her, after all, some things are hard to explain. So, he reported this name. It was a gesture of respect for her boyfriend. He thought that once Gu Zixuan woke up, if it wasn’t a big issue, he would leave. However, after waiting a whole day and night in the tense hospital room, Feng Chengjin ended up sleeping seated for an entire night and caught a cold. When Gu Zixuan woke up, she discovered a reality that made him furrow his brows. The weather looked bright and clear that morning. Gu Zixuan said lightly, "Why are the lights off?" Feng Chengjin’s brows instantly tightened. He leaned forward slightly and waved his hand in front of her face. Gu Zixuan showed no reaction. The reality instantly turned Feng Chengjin’s expression cold as he waved again. Hearing Gu Zixuan say, "What’s fanning in front of me?" Feng Chengjin pursed his lips and immediately realized something, urgently shouted toward the door: "physician!" The doctor arrived and conducted a thorough examination of Gu Zixuan, while Feng Chengjin communicated in English throughout. When it was confirmed that the hemorrhage inside her skull was compressing the retinal nerves and that she might have intermittent blindness issues... Gu Zixuan’s emotions became somewhat unstable. Eighteen years old, alone in the United States, anyone finding out they’re going blind at this age would break down emotionally. Especially given her current situation with He Qimo... They had just fought over whether he should continue his studies or return to start a business. He Qimo had resolutely returned to China. Would He Qimo, who gave up everything for entrepreneurship, really come back to take care of her? In an instant, the dual blow of the physical and emotional left Gu Zixuan crying aloud immediately... The doctor and nurses all showed expressions of regret. Understanding the situation, it was expected that the patient was not feeling well emotionally, so after a pause, the attending doctor said to Feng Chengjin: "Mr. He, you hurriedly comfort your girlfriend." (Mr. He, quickly comfort your girlfriend.) A simple sentence left both Gu Zixuan and Feng Chengjin stunned. Feng Chengjin didn’t know how to explain, especially in front of the highly credible and always seeking truthfulness local Americans, Feng Chengjin really found it hard to say he wasn’t He Qimo. Plus, looking at Gu Zixuan crying like pear blossoms in the rain. He pursed his lips, focused his Mo Tong, and could only step forward to symbolically hug her softly in his arms, offering vague comfort. "Mm, it’s me, don’t cry..." However, despite his soft tone, which he paid great attention to say less and only spoke a few random words. It still made Gu Zixuan feel something was strange. After all, though the feeling of being hugged was the same, the physique, and the touch of wearing shirts were similar... but He Qimo’s voice wasn’t . She furrowed her eyebrows, "Why has your voice changed?" "..." Feng Chengjin paused for a moment, and said: "I caught a cold." He indeed caught a cold after sitting all night idly, it was not for nothing. At this moment, his speech indeed had a heavy nasal tone, accompanied by a dry smoke-like cough. Gu Zixuan still found it a bit strange, but thinking back to how Feng Chengjin communicated with the doctor, with perfect American pronunciation, which was rare except for He Qimo, most Chinese students couldn’t have such fluency. Moreover, now that He Qimo was back, who else would claim to be He Qimo? So, overwhelmed by the sadness of blindness, fearing the couple’s quarrel, she grabbed the pillow behind her and hit Feng Chengjin with it. "You went back to China for nothing! If it weren’t for sending you something, I wouldn’t have been hit by a car!" Feng Chengjin was dumbfounded by the hitting. This was the first time in his life he had been hit by a woman. After being despised by this woman, he once again unkindly suffered her attack... even in front of a group of doctors and nurses, he was left with an image of a "heartless irresponsible man." Yet, the other party was eight years younger than him, beautiful as she was, she still appeared like a little girl, and due to reason, he couldn’t do anything. So, as Gu Zixuan hit him with one pillow after another, he could only purse his lips, silently and depressively accepting them. The driver who came to deliver breakfast almost laughed foolishly upon seeing it...