Chapter 13: Obedient
The moon was in the sky, and the wind had blown away its light, and it had slipped into a narrow and cramped black alley.
She gently held his hand in the darkness.
“Let’s talk outside.”
He wanted to get rid of all the possibilities that would become a shackle, and he was even more wary of the uneasy environment at the moment. He couldn’t see her face clearly, and he didn’t know what was hidden in the dark.
She didn’t care about his rudeness. She turned sideways and blocked the only exit with her thin body. She leaned in, and her hot breath was burning him.
“I missed you. I missed you so much…”, she smelled the scent of his collar, and there was a faint but not-like-his perfume.
She was really about to go crazy, and her reason was on the verge of collapse.
Su Yu suppressed his restlessness. His hands were on the side of her face, and his eyes were slightly squinted. A dangerous darkness was flowing, and his words were bitten and spit out. “What else can I believe you with?”
Don’t force me!
The tip of her tongue was bitten and was bleeding. She suppressed the violent and tyrannical factor and put a small smile on her lips. Her voice was as soft as a swirling smoke, and it was alluring.
“I was wrong. I’ll never lie to you again. It’s all my fault. You forgive me. Let’s go home, okay?”
She held his palm and shook it gently. Her appearance was lowly and small, like a grain of sand that was humble to the dust. But she was so alluring. He was as if he had been soaked in a jar of honey-colored and sweet love. Her plea for mercy had captured his wavering heart.
“You said you loved me and wanted to be with me for the rest of your life. Let’s go back… really. Let’s go back and get married now. I want to be your bride…”
She suddenly cried, and her tears were in the desolate wind, and they had fallen on the back of Su Yu’s hand, and they were scorching hot.
“Qian Ge…”
“Yeah… I’m here.”
She immediately raised her head, and her eyes were filled with a hazy and watery color, and they were full of anticipation.
He pulled his hand away from her and took a deep breath. “The problem has to be solved, not escaped.”
“There’s no problem between us. How can there be a problem…”, she lowered her head and murmured, and her eyebrows were tightly furrowed. Her expression was dilated and was in a daze, and she was deeply in a quagmire. “Is it because of that woman? Why did you have to come and see her, Ah Yu? You clearly knew that I was waiting for you at home…”
The illness was spreading in her flesh and blood, and it was threatening her reason, and it was despising her soft-heartedness.
If she had known that he would find out all of this, she should have imprisoned him and possessed him, and she should have locked him up for a long time. She would not have let him have any contact with anyone. After a long time, he would not have seen the light, and he would only have her. His body and soul would all be occupied by her, and he would not doubt her, and he would not have so many nonsense now.
She shouldn’t have been so soft-hearted back then. Even if she had suffered in pain afterwards, a long pain was better than a short pain.
Suddenly, Xia Qiange laughed again. Her lips were as bright red as blood, and they were beautiful and alluring.
“Do you like her? I understand. I was too greedy before. I’ve really changed now. I won’t imagine possessing you alone anymore. I won’t be angry even if you’re together. I just want you to leave a little bit of love for me. Don’t leave me alone. Just like the stray cats in the neighborhood, just give them a little food. That’s enough.”
She took his hand again and rubbed it against her cheek. She was pleading with him in a low and soft voice, and her dark eyes were hidden in the darkness. “Please… let’s go back.”
“Alright.” Su Yu shook off her hand and looked at her fake performance. “I’m tired of your lies.”
He was as if he were extremely tired. He looked down at the messy and fragmented ground, and her incessant pleading and seduction were in his ear.
She was asking him for help.
She took advantage of his clumsiness in the narrow space, and her two hands were as nimble as a soft snake. They were wrapped around his waist and were climbing up, and they were arousing his soaring desire. She then got close to him, and her full and alluring breasts were pressed against his chest.
He pushed her away and kept a distance from her. “Calm down.”
“Calm down? I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She became irritable instead. Her hair was a mess, and she was hitting her head with her fists, without holding back. “I’m begging you to teach me. How can I be as indifferent as you? I really don’t understand. You teach me.”
“You’re sick. You need to be treated.”
“Sick?” she raised her head, and her messy hair fell to the sides of her cheeks. She looked at him with a dazed look. Her dark black eyelashes were slightly lowered, and there was a hint of regret and self-blame in them.
Su Yu nodded and slowly soothed the aggressiveness in her emotions.
“Yeah. But it will get better.”
He suddenly hugged her, and his movements were gentle, and his tone was firm. “I won’t leave this time…”
“Then will you be with me?”
She was held by him in a daze, and her breath was buried in the deep hollow of his neck. The tip of her nose was touching his thick and smooth black hair and the gray and white wall behind him. There was no way back.
“Yeah, I will.”
She seemed to have really become obedient. The cold and sharp look in her eyebrows and eyes had lost its violent aggressiveness. She was just quietly snuggling in his arms, like a pure and harmless little beast.
He let out a sigh of relief without a trace, and his tense back slowly relaxed.
A black shadow flashed from the mouth of the alley. It was a night cat that was looking for food at night. Its cry was desolate, and it made one’s back feel cold.
A cold touch was on his chest. Before he could come back to his senses, the familiar touch had made his nerves as tense as a bow, as if it would break in the next second.
His body suddenly stiffened, and he didn’t dare to move a single bit. He didn’t even have to look down. The fishy smell of the knife was in his nose. He suddenly wanted to vomit, but his throat was dry. The sweat was sliding down from his forehead.
She got closer to him, and a small hole was exposed in the wall behind her. A dagger was hidden in it. Now the knife was jumping at her fingertips.
The frail and pure and good expression on her face was like wax, and it was melting bit by bit, exposing the expressionless and almost-real her underneath.
“Tsk, I’ve already begged you like this. How can you be so indifferent?”, she held the knife under his eye and cut a small opening. Blood seeped out, and the tip of her pink tongue licked it. The fishy smell of blood was in her mouth, and her hot and scorching lips were biting his soft earlobe, and she was using a lot of force. “You’re so cruel…”
She was not reconciled. The painstaking planning of the past was now all in vain.
The home that was about to be built was visibly collapsing. The things she had tried to control, the things she had craved, were all destroyed.
He was the oxygen she needed to breathe, the blood that was flowing in her blood vessels, the source of her desire…
She would not tolerate a single bit of it being out of her control. She had an almost-crazy obsession.
She was very sick, and she was so in love that she couldn’t extricate herself. If there was anything that could surpass love.
Then that was… death.
The tip of the knife slid over his gentle and handsome face, and it flowed over his long and white neck. In the end, it had stopped between his heaving chest, and the heart under the blade was pounding with a vigorous and powerful beat.
…
It was that damn dream again.
The night was as deep as water.
She was suddenly awakened in her dream, and her forehead was full of fine and cold beads of sweat. The ends of her hair were wet, and her head was about to split from the headache after being drunk.
He Mu Qing endured the pain and looked up at the surroundings. The wine glasses, the playing cards, the tables and chairs… the whole house was a mess, and the people were noisy. She subconsciously looked for his shadow, but she found nothing.
Her heart was suddenly beating very fast, and a strong sense of unease, like a black shadow, was enveloping her.
She rushed to the other side of the sofa, to Wang Yao, who was drunk and unconscious. The girl opened her hazy, sleepy, drunken eyes and smiled foolishly. “Mu Qing… you’re not drunk yet?”
“Where is he?”
“Who? Your boyfriend?”
“It’s him. Tell me, where did he go?”
“That bastard. He’s so handsome. He must be a scumbag…”, Wang Yao frowned and raised her arm and shook it. She slowly pointed to the direction of the left side of the villa entrance.
“He seems to have… gone to sober up.”
