Chapter 123 Kissing in the Sunrise
The early winter morning wind was bone-chillingly cold. Song Ni's hair danced wildly as she clung tightly to Tan Zheng's waist, feeling the astonishing speed. Mountains and clouds blurred past like a dark mass rapidly falling behind them. Just like that day, she could hear nothing but the roar of the engine and the thumping of her heart. Even though it was a race with many participants, she felt as though it was a world exclusively for her and Tan Zheng.
Initially, Song Ni could still vaguely see others. By the time they reached the mountainside, Tan Zheng lowered his body even further, increasing his speed. He effortlessly outdistanced everyone else, dominating the race on his motorcycle with apparent ease. Today, Song Ni wore a black motorcycle suit just like Tan Zheng. Their figures merged into one, like black panthers crouching in the jungle, swiftly striking when they spotted prey.
Tan Zheng brought her along to feel the sharp bite of the wind, to savor the thrill of speed, to ignite the blood within their veins, to traverse the world together, to experience it all to their heart's content. He was too strong; his innate talent made him the undisputed king of speed. Song Ni completely understood why he was so arrogant and unbridled; he possessed proud capital, unmatched by anyone.
As they approached the mountain peak, darkness was torn apart by an orange-red sun. A golden ray pierced through the mist and clouds, showering the land as a reward for the first-place winner, welcoming the victor with its ardent, dazzling brilliance. The closer they got, the warmer the light became.
After a beautiful drift through a corner, they finally reached the summit. With a neat and cool maneuver, he executed a tail-whip stop, parking steadily. On the vast, open space at the mountaintop, only Tan Zheng and Song Ni were present. Song Ni breathed lightly, her gaze through the visor of her helmet falling on the light that was already leaking through the gaps in the clouds. She hadn't quite recovered; her ears, assaulted by the wind, still couldn't hear anything, and her mind was a blank.
Tan Zheng dismounted, first removing his own helmet. Then, leaning against the bike, he pulled Song Ni around to sit sideways on the motorcycle and removed her helmet. "The sun is about to rise."
With her helmet off, her vision opened up. Song Ni squinted, looking up at the sky, witnessing the sun slowly ascend, painting the sky in an instant of vibrant orange-red. Song Ni was so captivated by the beauty that she unconsciously opened her mouth. The wind blew her hair, and to keep it from obscuring her vision, Tan Zheng reached out and gently tucked it away. Song Ni turned her head to look at Tan Zheng. He stood before her, silhouetted against the light, his hair having grown longer, the wind lifting strands from his forehead. His deep, dark eyes reflected her image. She was watching the sunrise, and he stood in the light, watching her.
Song Ni's eyes welled up, and she asked, "Aren't you going to watch?"
Tan Zheng's gaze held an unprecedented gentleness and indulgence as he looked at Song Ni affectionately. "I've seen it too many times." In his youth, and during the past five years, he would drive to the mountaintop on sleepless nights, experiencing the solitude and tranquility that only the peak offered, feeling the wildness of the wind, and the emptiness of waiting for the light to fall upon him from the darkness. He had watched countless sunrises from this mountaintop. But he had never brought anyone here to witness this grandeur of nature together. Until today, he had brought Song Ni. Watching the sunrise wasn't the point; he loved seeing the joy in Song Ni's eyes. Winning first place, and bringing her to the mountaintop to watch the sunrise—this was Tan Zheng's romance.
"It's so beautiful," Song Ni had never seen such a stunning sunrise—a true transformation from darkness to light. From such a high mountain, so close to the sun. It felt as if she could reach out and touch it.
Tan Zheng watched the light in the young girl's eyes, and his heart stirred. "It truly is beautiful." His little girl stood in the light, nature bestowing upon her a layer of golden radiance. The wind lifted her long hair, making it dance wildly, and the smile on her face was so beautiful, so radiant. The wind and Song Ni were a perfect match; she was meant to dance gracefully in the wind.
Song Ni suddenly felt an urge to cry. She couldn't bear for Tan Zheng to look at her so earnestly, with only her reflection in his eyes. She reached out, placing her hands on his shoulders, and lifted her head, kissing him on the eyelids, as if sealing a decree. The brush of his eyelashes against her skin tickled. Song Ni then kissed his lips. At first, she could control herself, but her heart began to beat faster. The thought of Tan Zheng's arrogant and confident declaration that he would win first place for her made her blood boil. Song Ni couldn't help but press her kiss more deeply, even gently biting his lip. She loved this spirited Tan Zheng so much. She loved this Tan Zheng who was so uninhibited and flamboyant because of her.
The man embraced her waist the moment Song Ni kissed him. As he watched Song Ni close her eyes and kiss him with earnestness, his gaze deepened, filling instantly with desire. He tightened his grip on Song Ni's waist, deepening the kiss. In his youth, watching the sunrise was about enjoying the exhilaration of reaching the summit. For the past five years, watching the sunrise was a prayer to heaven for a sliver of light to grant him respite. Song Ni would never know that their encounter five years ago had rekindled Tan Zheng's hope for light. And today, he had finally brought his own light to the mountaintop to watch the sunrise. The wind and clouds swirled, mirroring the emotions of the two people at this moment.
Tan Zheng looked at Song Ni, who was kissing him with her eyes closed and intense focus, his gaze turbulent with emotion. He took control; his nature was domineering and assertive, and even his kisses were fierce. He held Song Ni's waist, pressed the back of her head, and poured all his breath into her mouth. Song Ni initially held her ground, but gradually, she was completely consumed by Tan Zheng. She could even feel his slightly rough fingers caressing the sensitive skin behind her ear. It turned out that kissing someone you deeply loved, with all your passion and affection, was so heartwarming and profound.
Li Shang was the second person to reach the mountaintop. She stopped and sat on her motorcycle, looking through her helmet visor at the man she had loved passionately in her youth. He held the girl he loved tightly between himself and the motorcycle, kissing her with such force, such deep affection. Her eyes welled up. What she couldn't have, someone else would. The warm sunlight felt chilling to Li Shang at that moment. The light was so dazzling, illuminating the deeply kissing couple not far away. The scene was incredibly beautiful; even she couldn't tear her eyes away. The difference in their builds made anyone watching the scene blush and their hearts race. So, this was how Tan Zheng kissed. Fierce, focused, and yet tender. Li Shang dismounted her motorcycle and, still wearing her helmet, walked step by step down the mountain.
Those who followed and arrived at the mountaintop saw the scene and spontaneously cheered. Tan Zheng, that defiant, arrogant man who seemed at ease in any social setting, had never had a woman by his side. So, even his brothers had never seen him interact intimately with a woman. "He really knows how to kiss." "I told you, Brother Tan is a great kisser."
(End of this chapter)