Chapter 21
Paisley turned around and saw Matthew, who was also covered in mud.
Matthew ran frantically over, squatted beside her, held her shoulder, and said, "What are you doing here?"
Paisley's eyes were puffy from crying. She reached out, touched his face dreamily, and asked, "Matthew?"
"It's me." Matthew grabbed her hand. Noticing that her hands were full of wounds and were still bleeding, he frowned and said, "How did you get hurt?"
The temperature in Paisley's hand was true, and the touch was true. Paisley looked at him in disbelief. It's Matthew! It's Matthew! Living Matthew! He was not dead, and he was still alive! Yes! He really was alive!
Paisley threw herself at him and then hugged him. She cried bitterly, patted him on the back in a frantic way, and said, "Where have you been? Why didn't you answer the phone? You don't know I, I..."
paisley was too thrilled to go on. Just now, she was looking for him with fear, and at that time, she felt so exhausted that she couldn't live any longer.
When the debris flow occurred, Matthew did drive to this section. But he was lucky. He heard something wrong from a distance, so he slowed down ahead of time. When the accident happened, his car was a few meters away from the accident site. And the car in front was completely covered by the debris flow.
The accident happened too suddenly. He and his colleagues climbed out without thinking much and rushed to save people. He left his mobile phone in the car. He didn't pay any attention. In this case, time is life. He was busy and it was noisy and chaotic there. Paisley shouted for a long time, but he didn't notice. Both of them were busy saving people, so they missed.
Paisley went to see his car. He  really was a lucky dog. There was a car stuck in the mud in front of his car. God bless him. Paisley looked at it for a while and had a panic fear after the accident. If he drove a little further, she couldn't imagine what would happen to him. How lucky he was!
Matthew was also covered in mud. Looking at Paisley, he understood what had happened and was angry. "How could you come here like this? What should you do if you encounter a second landslide? Look at you..."
Thinking of her bloody hands, he stopped talking and took her to the temporary ambulance station to bandage the wound.
Her hands were still bleeding after cleaning. They were all scratched and scarred, especially at the fingertips. Her nail covers were almost lifted up. Even the doctor who was doing the disinfection and dressing couldn't stand that, "Why don't you wear gloves? How can you get hurt like this...."
Paisley gritted her teeth. As soon as the potion was applied, she winced slightly. She tried to bear the pain and said with embarrassment, "I forgot to wear them."
Matthew carefully held her aside, frowning tightly. He was angry and distressed. He was fine, but she was hurt.
The doctor smeared the medicine for her, bandaged it up, and told her, "Change the medicine every two or three days. Don't get your hands wet in case of the inflammation."
"OK." Matthew nodded and asked what else to pay attention to before taking Paisley away.
Paisley held two round white hands wrapped in bandages. It was funny, but she was very happy because she found Matthew. Compared with the gloomy man around her, she still has a smile on her face.                                                             
Matthew said angrily, "You're still smiling. Look at your hands!
Paisley was still smiling. She looked at him and her eyes were shining with moisture on her eyelashes. Seeing her like this, he could hardly still be angry with her.
The subsequent rescue work can only rely on tool carts, so they can do little to help. Matthew went to talk to his colleagues that he was going to take Paisley to somewhere to have a rest first.. She had been in the rain for a long time and soaked in muddy water. If she stayed here longer, she would get sick.
Passing a blood donation point, Paisley stopped and said, "How about donating blood?"
During this short time in the afternoon, Paisley saw so many lives and deaths that she could not forget those lifeless faces.
How fragile life was. A small thing may make people never see each other again, just like she and her grandfather. Paisley was not afraid of death before, but at that time she was afraid. She thanked God for not taking Matthew away. She was even a little superstitious. She thought that if she practice good, God would bless them more. Moreover, if it was a natural or man-made disaster, they could not help, and that was all they could do.
Matthew looked at her hand and said, "I'll go by myself,  and you don't need to come."
Paisley followed and said firmly, "We together."
The two donated blood together. When the crimson liquid ran away from the body, Paisley felt a little relieved. Thank you for not taking him away.
There were few residents near the expressway. Matthew  took Paisley to an unknown town nearby.
It took them a long time to find a hotel. Although it was a star-rated hotel, the conditions were not good. Even so, the hotel was full because families of the accident victims also needed a place to sleep. Fortunately, there was still hot water. The first thing Matthew did when he entered the room was to go to the bathroom to see if there was a water heater.
Paisley looked around. The room was very simple, with a musty smell and a double bed in the middle. Fortunately, it was clean.
Matthew adjusted the water temperature in the bathroom and called to her, "Paise, come and take a shower."
Paisley was a little embarrassed when she saw herself in the mirror as soon as she entered the bathroom. She seemed to climb out of the mud. Her hair was wet with muddy water and stuck to her face, even her eyebrows were stained with mud. The cleanest thing in her body was her white and fat hands.
Matthew stood under the shower and said naturally, "Come here, let me help you clean."
Paisley was even more embarrassed. Her face turned red, and she whispered, "I can do it myself."
"Can your hands touch the water?" Matthew frowned and said, "What did the doctor tell you just now?"
He was always careful with her hands. Paisley understood his kindness, but... As she looked down at her hands with embarrassment, her face turned a little red, and then so did her ears.
Matthew's heart softened after he saw that. He came to pull her and said softly, "Just give you a wash."
Although he said so, in this substandard small hotel, the dim light somehow added a bit of ambiguity to the two.
Matthew washed Paisley's hair first. When water went through her hair, the mud flowed from her long hair. It was washed several times before it was clean. Matthew wiped it, wrapped it with a towel, and prepared to take off Paisley's clothes.
Matthew put his hand on the first button. Paisley unconsciously tried to block his hand. Matthew smiled slightly, looked at her red ears, and gently took her hand away. Paisley didn't refuse anymore, but she was too shy to look up. Her chest and neck all turned red. She and Matthew have never been naked in front of each other. Even if they had done it once, but they were unconscious at that time. What they felt was only pain after waking up. They could not recall anything about it. Now he squatted in front of her and unbuttoned her shirt one by one.
His movements were very light and slow. Matthew slowed down his movements jokingly to see her reaction. At first, he thought it was funny, but then he began to be serious. When her blouse slipped, Matthew became nervous, and he felt that he was burnt with desire. His Paise was standing in front of him. Her skin was as fair as snow, and she was quiet and submissive.
She has full confidence in him. Matthew shook his hands, restrained himself, and continued to wash her.
Matthew told himself in his heart that he should be a true gentleman. He was doing the right things, but he knew that he was never a true gentleman.
Maybe it was because the water was too hot. After the hot water washed away the muddy water on Paisley, she became red all over.
Matthew was burnt with desire. He is sure Paisley was clean. He took a bath towel and wiped it for her. His movement was a little rough.
"All right." Matthew's voice was a little hoarse. He pushed Paisley out of the bathroom, almost driving her away.
Paisley was totally embarrassed to look at him, and she was hugged when she walked out with her head down. Matthew hugged her from behind. At that moment, Paisley's heart suddenly quickened and her face turned red. She felt that Matthew's dick under him was against her, and she felt that his sexual desire was about to rush out of his body.
Men are the beast in human clothing. Paisley doesn't know why this sentence suddenly appeared in her mind.
She did not dare to move and did not know what to do. Matthew  hugged her vigorously as if to crush her into pieces. He kissed her with desire and kissed her exposed neck. He kissed her again and again eagerly as if to swallow her. His breathing was quick, which arouse Paisley's desire. Matthew said hoarsely, "Paise, Paise, my Paise..."
He tried to control his desire. He really wanted to have sex with her.
Paisley Logan felt that she was powerless and could hardly stand. Fortunately, Matthew  seems to be back to his senses. He kissed, rubbed, and let go of her with reluctance. The bathroom door was slammed shut.
Once the door was closed, Paisley Logan collapsed. Her heart was beating violently, and her mind was blank. Now she felt very hot.
Was that inner turmoil? Paisley didn't know. She stood up against the wall without any strength. She was absentmindedly looking for a hair dryer, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration. Why didn't she buy a pair of waterproof gloves?
Matthew came out soon as if nothing had happened. He took a hair dryer to blow Paisley's hair like a gentleman.
Paisley had long straight hair that reached to her waist. Her hair was like her mother's, black and beautiful from birth, like a piece of luxurious silk. Matthew gently combed her hair with his fingers and asked, "Why are you here?"
The narrow-minded man still thought that Paisley was too bold. Especially when he thought of her hand, he felt pain. He cherished her so much that he would not let her wash the bowls.
But Paisley didn't care about that. For her, the happiest thing was that she found Matthew, although she still had lingering fears and whispered, "I'm afraid."
"What are you afraid of? " Matthew asked in a reproachful tone, "Look how you've been hurt".
What was she afraid of? When she sat in front of the computer, she saw those hands washed by mud and water, which were horribly white. What was she afraid of? She was afraid something would happen to him. She was afraid she would lose him. She was also afraid he would leave again. He even asked her what she was afraid of, and he even blamed her. Paisley suddenly felt a little aggrieved. She came here in fear and could not find him anywhere. She even went to see the dead one by one, and he even blamed her.
She turned around suddenly, her eyes were full of tears at some time, and she shouted out of control: "What am I afraid of? I'm afraid you will die!"
Matthew could not understand her fear of identifying the corpse. She was afraid. She was afraid of every corpse she saw. She didn't want him there. But she couldn't find him anywhere, so she had to go there. She is crazy. She cares too much about Matthew, so she lost her mind. She hit him with her head angrily: "I'm afraid I can't find you!"
He even scolded her and was angry with her! Paisley cried, regardless of her image. She thought she would never be afraid again, but when she thought of those lifeless faces, she was still worried about gain and loss.
Matthew was stunned, hugged her, and kissed her tears lovingly: "Sorry, it's my fault"
He kissed her bit by bit and coaxed her while kissing. His mouth was full of bitterness. In fact, tears are bitter. If one really love someone, he wolud not let him cry. Matthew said in a good temper, "It's my fault!"
"Of course it's your fault!" Paisley was still crying, like a child.
"I shouldn't have done that." Matthew continued to apologize.
"Of course you shouldn't be like this. You've driven me crazy!"
The two sat face to face, the hair dryer had been thrown aside, Matthew reflected, and Paisley Logan accused.
But Paisley was still angry. Finally, Matthew could not help leaning over to kiss her lips. Paisley bit back. She seemed to bite hard, but finally, she couldn't bear to bite his mouth. Matthew somehow held her, pushed her back under his body, and when he kissed her, Paisley put her arm around his neck.
That night, they had sex. Matthew asked Paisley again and again, "Paise, Do you love me?"
Paisley didn't answer. She just held him as hard as she could, for fear that he would leave in the next second and she would lose him.
When they finally fell asleep, Matthew asked again. Paisley still had tears in her eyes, buried her head in his chest, and said dreamily, "Love, very much."
Love, she said love. Matthew looked at the woman in his arms. In the dim light, he used his hands to trace the outline of her face and her delicate facial features again and again. She leans in his arms, so soft and lovely, more delicate than a flower.
Paisley slept until noon. When she opened his eyes, she saw Matthew on her body. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you awake?"
With a deep voice and a faint smile, he was still naked. Paisley saw his bright and strong chest at a glance. She blushed and shyly pushed him away: "Get dressed!"
"Why are you so shy" Matthew smiled affectionately and gently. He pressed over and gave her a very touching good morning kiss. He didn't let her go until their breath was a little quick. Paisley just woke up and her face was red. Her eyes were puffy because she had cried. She looked very gentle. Matthew could not help kissing again, and almost contentedly murmured, "My Paise!"
He put his hand above Paisley and asked with a smile: "Do you love me?"
His smile is very charming. Seeing him like this, Paisley's face became redder and she was embarrassed to push him away.
Matthew whispered, "Why are you so shy?!" Then he got up and dressed.
Yesterday, Paisleyn's wound broke a little, and Matthew got up to help her bandage it again. Her hands were much better at that time, but she was still very inflexible. When Paisley was half dressed, Matthew took over. He looked her  above board, and he said with a smile: "Mrs. Waylon, please enjoy my service.
What a familiar name. In the past, when she went to see him, his roommates called her Mrs. Waylon jokingly.
Paisley was shy. Suddenly, she remembered something, picked up the phone, and quickly took a picture of Matthew. She didn't want to be unable to take out a photo next time. Matthew looked at her with amazement. Her features were vivid and fresh.
Matthew asked curiously, "Why do you want to take pictures of me?"
He smiled and said, "You finally find my beauty. Come on, I'm happy to contribute my nudity to the art."
He was about to take off his clothes. Paisley carefully saved the photos and said coyly, "What are you thinking of?"
Due to such an accident, Matthew's business trip was left to his colleagues. Matthew took Paisley back to Oakwood first.
Matthew directly drove the car to Paisley's rental place. Paisley tried to persuade him not to move all the way. Matthew didn't listen to anything but said, "I can't bear you have a tough time. Besides, it's convenient to live in my place. No one works in the Plido District and lives in Houis District. It's too hard for you to commute every day..."; '
Paisley couldn't persuade him. It was the first time Matthew came to Paisley and didn't bring a gift to the landlord. When the landlord saw him, she was still as happy as before and said warmly, "Hi Matthew! What's wrong with Paisley's hand?"
Matthew put his arm around Paisley and said happily, "Auntie, we don't rent anymore. I'll take Paisley to elope."
The landlord looked at them quizzically. Paisley stopped persuading Matthew. Finally, she handed the key to the landlord and said, "Thank you, auntie. Thanks for your care all the time."
"Never mind."The landlord said awkwardly.
In those three years, Paisley never bought any decorative things or kept pets, because she knew that it was not her home, and she would be expelled at any time. If she left, that would only become baggage that could not be taken away.
Matthew  was surprised when he saw the small wooden block. He held it in his hand and said, "You still keep it?"
He thought she wouldn't leave anything about him because they broke up like that.
Paisley was a little shy and grabbed it. Matthew leaned over with a smile on his eyes and said meaningfully, "I told you, we will have more time to spend together."
On their way to the Plido District, Matthew had planned for the future. He said cheerfully, "We live here first. This house is too small. After a while, we can change to a larger one. Paise, do you want to buy a house that has been decorated or not? Or we can decorate it ourselves. I don't like living in other people's houses, but we have to wait a long time if we decorate it ourselves. I can't wait..."
He kept speaking. Paisley couldn't help covering his lips and said coyly, "Why do you talk so much?"
"Because I am so happy!" Matthew said happily, looked at her, and said softly, "You don't know how long I have been waiting for this day."
His words implied other meanings. Paisley pretended not to understand, and she felt uneasy. She did not expect that things had come to this point, and she really had no way to escape. But when she saw Matthew with a childish smile driving the car, she felt so familiar, as if she had gone back to the past. She was inexplicably relieved. She undoubtedly loved him, and he loved her, too.
She really wanted to get better and take his hand.
Matthew brought her luggage. Paisley intended to live in another bedroom.
Matthew disagreed. Paisley put the things in another room, and he moved to the master bedroom one by one, carefully arranging them. He even helped Paisley hang her clothes one by one, mixed them with his clothes, and even secretly hung Paisley's shirt and covered his windbreaker. The two clothes hung on the same hook, just like her chest was close to his back, and they were inseparable.
Paisley understood his meaning and said shyly, "What are you doing?"
"I'm playing Brokeback Mountain," Matthew said frankly. "Paise, if you were a man, I would love you too."
"..." Paisley was wordless, deliberately saying "If you were a woman, I would never love you."
"Why?" Matthew asked discontentedly, "If I were a woman, I would certainly be a gorgeous beauty!"
He twisted his waist in a provocative manner, "Everyone was shocked at my breath-taking beauty. I'm on a par with Marilyn Monroe in beauty"
He blinked and smiled like a girl, and said "The words drop-dead gorgeous were used to describe me!"
Finally, he flexed his finger, gently hooked it, and said affectedly "Honey, can I have an appointment with you?"
Can I? Can I? Can I?
His voice magnified infinitely beside Paisley, who couldn't help laughing.
Matthew pestered her and came to hug her: "Yes or no? Yes or no?"
"Honey! No! I refuse!" Paisley refused seriously in imitation of his tone.
When the doorbell rang while they were having fun, Matthew let go of Paisley with some regret and said, "I'll go and see who it is."
He went to open the door, and Paisley Logan didn't pay attention. He heard Matthew shouting in surprise, "Dad, why are you here?"
Paisley was shocked and instinctively wanted to escape, but Anderson Waylon had already entered the door. Stella Tucker, who had not seen him for a long time, came in with Anderson. Both of them were surprised to see Paisley, but when they saw that half of their luggage had been arranged on the ground, even fools guessed that they were together again and even planned to live together.
Matthew subconsciously glanced at Paisley and saw that her face had turned white. She stood there in embarrassment.
He asked impatiently, "Dad, What's wrong?"
Anderson's face took on a ghastly expression, and he tried to suppress his anger and said "Can't I come to see you if you have nothing to do?  I come to see you if you were okay."
After hearing what his father said, Matthew also felt that he had gone too far. He apologized: "I'm fine. Don't worry.
"Fine?" Anderson repeated, looking at the scattered luggage on the ground, he walked slowly towards Paisley, with a mocking smile on his face, "Ms. Logan, I didn't expect to see you in my lifetime!"
He tutted and said, "You are really capable. I have worked hard in Oakwood for so many years and met so many people. To be honest, none of them can match you."
Paisley's face became whiter, holding his pants legs and not talking.
Matthew quickly came over and protected Paisley behind him, "Dad, what are you doing?"
"I should say hello to my old friend again." Anderson looked at Matthew and said, "I don't want to argue with you in front of the outsider today. You'd better go home and explain it to me clearly!"
He especially emphasized the word "outsider". After saying that, he gave Paisley an indifferent look and walked out.
Stella said nothing from beginning to end. When Anderson was about to leave, she said to Matthew, "I just came to see you. I'm relieved to see you are not dead."
She went to Paisley and said, "Paise, we meet again."
"But," she paused, "I really don't want to see you at all."
"Stella！" Matthew shouted discontentedly.
"I'll leave. I'll leave right away. Stella waved her hand and swaggered." Don't forget what you promised me! "
The arrival of the two of them washed away all the sweetness in the room just now.
Paisley stood there with her head down. Matthew felt pity for her very much, touched her hair, and said, "Paise..."
Paisley subconsciously dodged. Matthew was stunned and stopped awkwardly in mid-air without touching her. He looked at Paisley Logan, who was biting her lips but didn't speak, and called the two people who were walking out: "Wait!"
"Now that you are here, I will tell you by the way," Matthew went to take Paisley's hand and firmly held it together. "We are together."
He looked at Paisley tenderly, and his eyes were full of tenderness: "We will not separate again, and we will get married in the future!"
They won't  separate again.
From now on, they will be together forever.