Chapter 7: Taming
The movie was coming to an end, and finally, the black and white credits.
Gu Zhi had fallen asleep at some point. She was leaning against his shoulder without any warning. Her seaweed-like, naturally slightly curled hair was brushing against his collarbone, which was moving with his breathing. Her eyebrows and eyes were long and narrow, and her double eyelids were very deep, and she was exuding a deep and charming aura.
The dim light from the screen was enveloping her exquisite and beautiful face. Her face was the size of a palm in the shadows, and her skin was pale. A charming mole was at the corner of her eye, and it was a deep color between red and black.
Su Yu touched the blanket that was on his shoulder. They had shared a bed, and it was still warm, with a faint and warm fragrance.
He had slowly gotten up, and he had lowered his eyes. He had seen her thick and curled eyelashes trembling like the wings of a black feather, and her full lips were pursed into a line, as if she were having a nightmare. He had frowned and had thought for a long time before he had bent down. His arms were through her arched legs, and the other was on her thin and slender waist, and he was holding her shoulder.
The fragrance on her was stronger, and her hair was on the side of her shoulders and neck. Her beautiful and natural neckline was extending downwards. He had forgotten that the not-so-loose men’s shirt was not able to hold her beautiful and plump curves.
The button on her collar had been unbuttoned at some point. He had subconsciously tried to save it, but it was as if he had squeezed a piping bag with force, and a large ball of thick cream had uncontrollably gushed out. A patch of a white and flowery, soft and silky touch was on his palm, and it had overflowed his tiger’s mouth, and the warmth had risen to a scorching heat.
Su Yu was also stunned for a moment. A little bit of a spark was rising from his spine, and it was rubbing against him like a spark that had started a prairie fire. The reason in his nerves was burning, and his whole body was very hot.
He was holding a surprisingly seductive body in his hands, and she was still in a pure and innocent, unguarded state when she was asleep. It was as if she were deliberately seducing him, but the effect was more than doubled. It was a bit of a torment. Her breath was blowing on his chest, and the unintentional teasing was also fatal.
Desire and reason were fighting fiercely. He had inexplicably remembered the hot and humid and sticky kiss at the entryway in his mind. His lips were so dry that they were a little chapped. He knew very well that she would definitely not refuse him, and his reason was suddenly suppressed a little.
Before he could react, the her in his arms had let out an uncomfortable hum, and her thin eyelids had trembled. She, who had always been a light sleeper, had woken up without any warning. Her eyes were hazy with sleep, and her consciousness was slowly returning. She had suddenly found that she was suspended in mid-air, and her heart had suddenly tightened. She had instinctively held on to her dependence.
So she was on his heart, and her soft and formless flesh was even more heavily on him. The pounding of his heartbeat was suddenly and rapidly in his ear.
She had looked at him from bottom to top with a dazed look, and she had just happened to have met a pair of docile and soft black eyes. They were like a thick ink that had been dyed in a pool of clear water, and they were mixed with a little bit of a cloudy desire.
Her eyes were filled with her, and she was moved by her, and she was wavering. It was as if she really belonged to him.
Just for that one moment, she had really wanted to die in his eyes.
“I…”
He had found that her gaze had moved down, and he had just happened to have seen his hand, which was on her chest. It was a not-so-clear erotic scene, and it was like a drop of thick ink that had been dirtied on a white shirt. His throat was as if it had been burned and was hoarse, and his voice was blurry. For the first time, he had felt that his explanation was pale and weak in front of her.
“Go back to your room and sleep. The sofa is too small.”
Su Yu had gradually held her tighter, and he had suddenly been too lazy to explain. His gaze had left the lingering and seductive spring scenery, and his bangs had covered his eyes. The red of his earlobes was not obvious in the dim light.
“Okay, I’m sleepy.”
This time, she was good. She was in his chest, and her eyebrows and eyes were lowered. She was as if she were afraid of provoking him and being thrown down again.
…
A bedside lamp was on, and the light was warm and yellow.
Su Yu had thrown the bedding from the sofa to Gu Zhi and had then gotten into his own. Before he had lain down, he had glanced at her. The woman was lying on her back on the bed, and the bedding was covering her curves. A pair of long and narrow, well-behaved eyes were exposed, and they were very bright in the darkness, and they were blinking at him, and they were not avoiding him at all.
He had lightly rubbed the bridge of his nose, and the blue veins on his wrist had jumped. He had picked up the remote control on the table and had turned down the temperature of the air conditioner a little.
“I’m afraid of the cold…”
She was lying behind him, and her warm breath was teasing the back of his neck when she was breathing. Her voice was on the low and hoarse side, and she couldn’t act spoiled. But she was exuding a mature woman’s unique charm.
“The blanket is thick enough.”
A person was hiding his hot and scorching feelings, and the words he said were like ice and snow.
After a long while of silence, there was a rustling sound of cloth rubbing behind his ear. He had turned his back to her and had closed his eyes tightly, as if he were asleep.
Her hand had passed through the barrier of the two layers of bedding, and it was half-wrapped around his waist. It was a little cold, but after a while, it had been warmed by his rising body temperature.
The voice was almost on his ear and was in his ear canal. It was hoarse and was filled with a lustful color. “Do you want to do it?”
He could imagine her lightly biting her lip with his eyes closed, and the corners of her eyes were upturned and teasing. The desire was extravagant and was charming. If he turned around now, he would never be able to turn back. He had gritted his back molars, and his tone was annoyed.
“Gu Zhi, are you shameless?”
“Yes. I wish I could just do it with you and die in bed.” Her hand was like a snake, and it was wrapped around his neck, and it was slowly tightening. Her tone was filled with a madness, and there was a smell of blood in her voice.
She had bitten his earlobe. The mad and obsessive her in the basement back then had still had a high and elegant etiquette. But now her words were vulgar, like a shrew in the mountains.
“Su Yu, do you hate me? I’ll give you a chance. Fuck me to death under you. Okay?”
He was in a daze and was shaken.
Gu Zhi slowly turned the stiff him towards her, and her eyes were staring at him.
After the mirror was broken, the cracks were still cracks even after they had been glued together. Unless they were all forgotten. Forgetting could make all things, and all senses become completely different.
She had forgotten once when she had just recovered from her serious illness. She had just felt that her mind was empty. There was no hatred, and there was no love, and there was no meaning to living.
It was not until she had accidentally remembered that she had completely remembered that there was a person who had been entangled with her for half her life. She had entrusted her flesh and blood, her bones, her heart… everything that was equated with life to him.
But why was he not here anymore? Because she had hurt him. She should atone for her sins. But her reason had told her that that was useless.
They had all said that she was a complete madwoman. Then let her be mad. A madwoman could do anything, including… clinging to him, and not letting him go. It didn’t matter if she died in his hands.
The confrontation between the two of them always had to have one person to let go first. So she had given up everything. Her life, her self-esteem, her reason… she didn’t even want her dignity. How could she talk about etiquette and shame?
The high and mighty, and absolutely controlling Gu Zhi had lowered her noble head. She was like a big cat that had been injured, and its hair was wet and sticky. She was hiding in a corner and was licking her wounds.
“So…”, her fingers were gently rubbing his wet and sticky palm, and it was itchy. “Are you going to do it or not?”
Su Yu had sneered a few times and had withdrawn his hand. “Aren’t you afraid of pain?”
“If it’s Xiao Yu, I’ll endure it. I’m not afraid.”
Gu Zhi had kissed his lips, and she was gentle and deep.
She didn’t like to make love in her bones. The pain of being pierced and penetrated was from the inside and was spreading to the deep part of her pores and flesh. What made her even more dislike was that she had to be physically pressed down, and the feeling of losing control made her uneasy.
But it was only the him who was in a lust that was willing to hold her, to kiss her, to call her name…
She really loved that Su Yu, who was full of her. It had given Gu Zhi a sense of a happiness of possessing him, and it had surpassed the pain, and it had crushed her self-esteem.
“I know how much I love you.” The words she had said were unprecedentedly direct, and they had gone straight to the bottom of his heart.
Su Yu had not let go. His eyes were closed and he was not looking at her. He had said sarcastically, “Is that so? Then your way of loving someone is really strange.”
“It won’t happen again. I swear… I won’t do those things that hurt you again.” Gu Zhi had held his hand and had put it on her cheek. “If I lie to you, you can take revenge on me. You can imprison me, hit me, scold me, and break me. Hmm? Okay?”
“You’re a madwoman. I’m not you.”
He had opened his eyes and had looked at her wet and red eyes, which were fawning on him.
“Xiao Yu, I really wish you were me now. I would be willing to be caught by you and be locked up in the basement. Then your eyes would only see me.”
She had rubbed against his palm, and the corners of her eyes were long and narrow. She was like a well-behaved and obedient, and completely tamed wild cat.
