Feng Feng then put down her phone and said to Shen Su, "Sorry."
Shen Su was still smiling, "It's okay."
Finally, he asked again, "Did your business trip go smoothly?"
Feng Feng was not surprised that Shen Su knew about her trip. They had too many work interactions; it was hard not to know certain things. "It was fine, everything was handled."
Shen Su took a sip of juice and casually asked, "That's good. You could also see your boyfriend there. How is he doing over there?"
He asked this question with the tone of concern for a friend, as if he had completely moved on from the past.
Feng Feng instinctively tightened her grip on her chopsticks. She licked her lips and after a long pause, replied, "Li Yue and I broke up."
"Oh? What happened?" Shen Su showed surprise. "I remember you two had a good relationship. Did you have a fight?"
If Gu Song were present at this moment, he would surely applaud Shen Su's acting skills.
Feng Feng, however, was unaware of Shen Su's previous machinations. She smiled faintly and said, "We didn't fight, it just wasn't a good fit."
Shen Su remained silent.
Feng Feng added, "Li Yue and I have different plans for the future, so I didn't want to waste his time."
Shen Su: "These things can all be discussed. The key is the feelings between two people. You two—"
"I don't like him anymore." Feng Feng cut him off before he could finish.
This time, Shen Su's surprise was genuine. He had expected Feng Feng to be annoyed when he brought up their relationship, as she had always disliked others prying into her privacy.
But this time, not only did she answer, but she did so directly, telling him she no longer liked Li Yue.
As Shen Su remained silent, Feng Feng continued, "He's a good person, but my plans and his are different. He should find someone closer to his age."
The latter half of the sentence should have been: "And so am I." But Feng Feng didn't say it.
After Feng Feng finished speaking, Shen Su finally reacted and smiled again. "Your decisions are always the best for you. I didn't expect you to talk to me about these things. I thought you didn't like discussing personal matters."
Hearing this, Feng Feng instinctively recalled the time Shen Su had questioned her relationship with Wen Zhouyuan. It was likely that this incident had left a significant impression on Shen Su.
And she indeed disliked discussing her privacy and relationships with others. However, now, she viewed his position differently. Feng Feng moved her lips, wanting to tell him about it, but ultimately didn't.
During the meal, they didn't discuss relationships further. Shen Su was good at finding topics, and their casual chat gradually relaxed Feng Feng.
After dinner, Shen Su invited her, "Would you like to take a walk by the river?"
Feng Feng nodded in agreement, "Yes."
The restaurant was about a kilometer from the river. They walked instead of driving. There were quite a few people by the river at night; some were walking their dogs, others were with their children, making it lively.
Feng Feng saw a few more children, three or four years old, chattering excitedly as their parents held their hands. The families looked happy and harmonious.
Seeing this, she instinctively turned her head to look at Shen Su beside her. Shen Su was looking out at the river, lost in thought.
Feng Feng averted her gaze and continued to walk slowly. A few minutes later, they reached a less crowded spot. Feng Feng rested her hands on the railing, gazing into the distance from the riverbank. The opposite bank was also brightly lit.
Soon, Shen Su stopped beside her. He rested his forearm on the railing, maintaining a distance of about twenty centimeters between them, not touching, yet she could clearly feel his warmth and familiar scent.
Along with the sound of the wind, his breathing also entered her ears.
Feng Feng glanced at him again from the corner of her eye. He was wearing a black shirt today, his tie removed after work. Perhaps it was a bit warm from the walk, as he had unbuttoned the top three buttons, subtly revealing his chest muscles.
Feng Feng turned her head away, her fingers instinctively gripping the railing tighter.
Standing alone like this, Feng Feng couldn't find suitable conversation topics. However, the silence only amplified the ambiguous atmosphere, his breathing seeming to grow louder, his presence more intense.
Feng Feng took a deep breath, released the railing, and prepared to walk forward.
Perhaps due to her chaotic emotions, she stumbled as she stepped, her ankle twisting. Seeing this, Shen Su immediately stepped forward, placing a hand on her shoulder and an arm around her waist, bending down to check, "Did you hurt it?"
Feng Feng remained silent. A warm breeze blew past, lifting her hair and brushing against Shen Su's jawline.
When Feng Feng wore high heels, her height was not much different from Shen Su's. A slight tilt of her head allowed their gazes to meet. Their eyes became locked.
In that instant, the air around them seemed to ignite with sparks and electricity, and she could even hear a faint crackling sound.
Feng Feng noticed Shen Su's Adam's apple. It was quite prominent, one of her favorite features on him.
The wind continued to blow, Feng Feng's hair constantly danced around Shen Su's face, strands of it brushing against him, causing an unbearable itch.
Shen Su, who had always been susceptible to her allure, and having held back for so long, was on the verge of losing control. He took a deep breath and raised his hand, attempting to tidy Feng Feng's hair.
But the moment he raised his hand, Feng Feng suddenly leaned in and pressed her lips against his, landing on his lower lip.
Shen Su instantly lost the ability to think, and the arm around her waist tightened abruptly.
Feng Feng raised one hand, grasped his collar, and extended her tongue to lick his lips, attempting to deepen the kiss.
Images of the past flashed through Shen Su's mind. Impulse washed over him like a tide. Without a second thought, he gripped her waist with both hands, pinned her knees with his legs, and with a turn, forced her to retreat, pressing her against the railing.
He quickly took control of the kiss, holding all the initiative.
Feng Feng, rarely manipulated, found herself in this position.
Their lips and teeth intertwined, like climbing vines.
Shen Su's hands on her waist held her tightly, the warmth of his palms transferring through her clothes.
The kiss lasted a long time before they parted. Feng Feng's lipstick was smudged.
Under the streetlights, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes moist, and her hair and clothes were disheveled from the kiss. Yet, her expression remained as composed and indifferent as usual.
This contradiction made her appear even more alluring, driving one to madness.
After the kiss, Shen Su's hands remained on her, his eyes fixed on her face, a tempest brewing in their depths.
Feng Feng did not shy away from his gaze, meeting his eyes directly, but without any discernible emotion.
Neither of them spoke, but their breathing was noticeably ragged.