Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
Ou Luoxi reached out, placed his hand on her shoulder, and tried to push her away.
But he couldn’t. His eyes and face were wet with the girl’s tears. She did not close her eyes. Glaring at him through blurry tears, there were negative feelings, stubbornness, and unwillingness. She wanted to see what else he could do to her.
Ou Luoxi’s heart softened, and his hand against her shoulder lost a little strength. She had won again.
Ou Luoxi closed his eyes.
Xia Xiaofu brought the warm water to his mouth. He was smart and didn’t push her away. Otherwise, she would really explode this time.
After feeding him a drink of water, she did not leave. Her proper upbringing did not allow her to do such things, but she wanted to.
The right side of his heart was injured. She lay gently on his left side. She was not afraid of suffering at all. She wanted to taste the bitterness in his mouth and not let him suffer.
But she was also angry.
Because he refused to take the initiative to kiss her.
Xia Xiaofu secretly opened her eyes to look at him. He was frowning. She could tell whether he was frowning from disgust or enjoyment. The more delicate his eyebrows were, the weaker they seemed because of the pain. He quietly accepted it.
Xia Xiaofu stopped what she was doing and left him.
Ou Luoxi didn’t like the taste of the medicine for a reason — something from his past. When he was 18 years old, he joined the Ou family. Once, a servant had tripped him by the swimming pool on purpose. He had fallen into the pool and broke his head. It was still winter and was especially cold. He had a persistent high fever of 42 degrees.
He suffered for three days and three nights but refused to take medicine.
He nestled in his blankets and endured it.
This time, he didn’t want to take any medicine either.
But the girl cried on him.
When he had a knife in his heart, his sister-in-law had asked if it hurt. He wasn’t in pain. It really didn’t hurt. But when she cried, he felt pain.
His heart clenched with her sobs. It had felt numb and soft, and he couldn’t describe the feeling.
He couldn’t bear to see her cry.
Her mouth was so sweet, fragrant and smooth like pudding. Last night, he had tasted it. It was the same taste. He was intoxicated by her initiative. She had also been fumbling around, using her small hand to touch his face. She suckled on his mouth gently. The taste of medicine in his mouth was gone. The only thing left behind was her residual fragrance.
So when she left, his heart trembled and his mouth was still open, trying to hang onto her.
But no, he couldn’t.
He cleared his throat twice without opening his eyes.
Xia Xiaofu was in a much better mood because he did not refuse her. “Luoxi, you sleep well. I’ll be here with you.”
Ou Luoxi fell asleep in a drowsy state. The medicine was working, and he trembled from the cold.
Xia Xiaofu dared not sleep again for fear of causing more trouble. When the boy was trembling, she noticed it. Her little hands touched his face, and she realized that he was cold all over.
Xia Xiaofu got up quickly. She went outside and borrowed some blankets from the nurse. Then she covered Ou Luoxi with them.
But it wasn’t enough. The boy was so cold that his entire body was huddled up.
Xia Xiaofu was anxious. She didn’t know what to do. She paced anxiously. Her beautiful eyes turned, and her little face burned.
She went to the door and locked it from the inside.
When she returned, she stood beside the bed, wearing just a yellow dress. She slowly took it off, restrained her shame, and got under the blankets.
Ou Luoxi felt the warmth, stretched out his long arms and legs, and imprisoned the girl in his arms.
Xia Xiaofu shivered. Although the boy was thin, he was also heavy on her. Her head was buried in his shoulders, exposing only a pair of beautiful eyes that were looking around.
The boy’s hand began wandering around, exploring her warm places. Her chest felt tight. She quickly held him with her small hand as she exclaimed, “Ou Luoxi!”
She slapped away the boy’s hand in panic and turned to let him hug her from behind.
The boy’s hands stopped wandering. He held her in his arms. She was warm, so his cold body warmed up gradually, and his breathing became long and steady.
Xia Xiaofu buried her little face in the blankets. She dared not face anyone. Her oval-shaped face was on fire. She did not say a word and eventually closed her eyes.
She fell asleep, too.
…
Ou Luoxi opened his eyes, feeling a lot more comfortable after a good sleep. He wanted to move. Only then did he realize that his right arm was under the girl’s head.
He tried to move again and finally realized what was happening.
The girl was in his arms. She was soft and fragrant in his embrace.
The two were huddled together. He must have hugged her first, because one of his long legs was still pressing on the girl’s thin legs, restraining her dominantly.
Silly as he was, he could feel that she only had several articles of clothing on her body, and he could see that the yellow dress she had taken off was folded over on the bedside cabinet from the corner of his eye.
His lower abdomen tightened. He gulped and slowly pulled his leg back.
When he moved, the girl in his arms trembled. Her full eyelashes fluttered a few times. Her eyes fluttered open. She was shy and frightened.
“Are you awake?” the girl asked softly and sweetly.
At this time, Ou Luoxi could not pretend to be unaware anymore. He withdrew his legs, but one of his arms was pressed under her small head, and the other hand still held the girl’s flat stomach. His fingers felt something smooth and silky, as if he were touching the finest silk brocade from the south of the Yangtze River. Their closeness did not change. He held her from behind.
“Yes,” he responded uncomfortably.
Xia Xiaofu bit her lily-like lip. Her lips were too tender. Once she bit down on her bottom lip, it became pale. Then, it turned pink, as if a rose had tinted her lips. “Is your fever gone?”
The tip of Ou Luoxi’s nose was in the girl’s silky black hair. His nose felt ticklish, and his body was tormented by the fragrance in her hair.
“Yes,” he replied.
Xia Xiaofu did not move, but her oval-shaped face was as red as a boiled prawn. “Don’t get me wrong, you had a fever and were shivering with cold, so I just…came in, and I didn’t do anything to you… I haven’t slept either. I’m not a piggy. I just closed my eyes for a moment.”
The girl’s voice was enchanting, and she pouted her lips while she talked. The girl’s hesitation and hidden meanings were made apparent. It was torturing the boy.
They were the same age. At the age of 23, 24, they should’ve just graduated from college. They were in a stage where they knew very little about love and could not see through matters clearly.
Boys and girls of this age were also starting to get hormonal. They would have the desire to explore, and they would be curious and yearn for the unknown.
Especially after that drunken episode.
Ou Luoxi frowned. His whole body was as stiff as a stone, and they were quiet, except for the sound of his throat clearing.
Xia Xiaofu shrank forward a little. “Can…can you let me go?”
As soon as the words came out, Ou Luoxi drew back his hand like lightning and lay on his back.
But then his heart injury, which had just healed, was pulled. He had moved too fast and too fiercely. Blood immediately oozed out from the white gauze.
Ou Luoxi grunted instinctively.
Xia Xiaofu turned around quickly. “Luoxi!” Seeing his blood seeping out, Xia Xiaofu’s pretty face became pale. “Luoxi, are you alright. Don’t move. I’ll call a doctor.”
Xia Xiaofu lifted the blankets and wanted to leave.
But her little petite waist was caught, and the boy stopped her. “Don’t go.”
Xia Xiaofu looked into his eyes. The boy glanced down at her cute little cartoon underwear and looked at her white vest.
Xia Xiaofu’s mind went off with a boom.
What was she doing?
How was she going to call a doctor like this?
She quickly reached out a small hand to cover the boy’s eyes. “Don’t look.”
Ou Luoxi did not look, but he couldn’t take back his hand that was fastened to her petite waist. It was as if his hand was not obeying him.
Xia Xiaofu lay down and covered herself with a blanket. He was still circling her waist. She pushed his hand to make him go away.
“Let go… Close your eyes while I put on my clothes.”
She went to get the dress on the bedside table.
But before her eyes, a shadow came down, and the boy propped himself up on the bed with his arms and looked at her with a burning gaze.
All of Xia Xiaofu’s movements stopped. His eyes were tinged with scarlet, like a wolf staring at his prey.
Sometimes, Xia Xiaofu felt that there was a kind of wild nature on Ou Luoxi like a wolf,, especially when she seduced him. That drunken episode was not a very pleasant experience.
It still hurts now that she thought about it.
Although it hurts, he was the man she loved, so she was willing.
Xia Xiaofu buried herself in the blankets. She went all out. She heard that men’s lips were looser at this time. She looked at him with a beautiful and shy look. “Luoxi, do you like me?”
Ou Luoxi looked at her and said nothing.
Xia Xiaofu thought that maybe she hadn’t expressed herself clearly enough, especially with his stuffy personality. “Luoxi, if you like me even a little, what I said on the dance floor on Chinese Valentine’s Day still…counts.”
Move back to live with him.
Boyfriend and girlfriend.
The atmosphere became awkward with Ou Luoxi’s long silence. Xia Xiaofu was devastated. Her eyes were moist, but she didn’t let her tears fall this time.
She looked up and laughed. “Luoxi, since you don’t like me, I won’t be so cheap as to let you…play with me. The world of feelings has never been one of one-sided effort. Everyone wants a return. Now, I am tired. I came to Miao Jiang this time just to see that you’re okay. Since you’re alright, I’ll go now.”
Xia Xiaofu got up and got out of bed.
She was going back to T City.
She had pursued him for two whole years. Ning Qing’s Little Qinwen was already six months old, and she was still running on the same spot with him.
Since nothing was happening here, she would remove his name from her heart.
Although it would be excruciatingly painful.
Xia Xiaofu wanted to lift the blankets, but the hands on her waist tightened. She got up and was directly pushed down. The boy pulled her, and she fell into his arms.
Xia Xiaofu felt pain, but her heart ached for him too. Was he mad, disregarding the wound in his heart?
Her shoulders had probably hit him.
“Ou Luoxi, what are you doing? Let go! I don’t like you anymore…” She struggled.
Right then, the boy hugged her tight from behind. She was hugged breathless. His mouth was rough, but she wasn’t really willing to kick him away and cause his wound to bleed again.
“Ou Luoxi, you…”
She wanted to speak, but her little mouth was covered by his hand, and he refused to let her speak.
