Chapter 22: Love Him
He was on a break today. She was at her new company for her first day of work, and she hadn’t gotten off yet.
The flowers that had just been delivered from the flower shop were in a vase. Water had been sprinkled on the petals, and the stamens were full and fragrant, and they were in full bloom.
Ms. Xia loved gardenias.
She loved its rich and fragrant scent. The background was fresh and elegant, and it was as light as the wind. It would enter her nose, and then it would disappear as if it were nothing. It was like a breeze that could not be caught.
Later, she had also raised them when she was free. It was a pity that this flower was born too delicate, and it was not easy to raise. It had withered in a few days, and she had been sad for a long time because of it.
He had said that it was very similar to her. She was frail and weak, and she had to be well taken care of. She had smiled and had shaken her head. She had said that she liked this flower because it was like him. If she loved him too fiercely, she would never get him.
Su Yu took off his apron and made a table of dishes, stumbling over the recipe. He also ordered some takeout, afraid that it would not suit her taste. It was a year since their wedding day, and it was the end. But he thought that there was another layer of a more worthy of celebration meaning. It was that her illness had been cured, and she had gotten better. She was going to live a good life with him in the future, and the two of them would start over.
He glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already an hour later than the time they had agreed on. The clock was from the shopping mall, and she had set the time with her own hands. Then he had hung it on the wall. At that time, she had still been harsh and calculating with him. She had not allowed him to stay out after work, and she had physically restrained him.
The clock was five minutes slow, but she was not willing to turn it back. It was late, so it was late. They had to take a step back each, and they had to tolerate each other. They had reconciled mentally.
He had sent a message, asking her where she was. There was no reply after ten minutes. He had sent a second one, and there was still no response.
Su Yu put down his phone and leaned against the sofa. He could hear his own breathing. He was in a daze and had noticed a patch of a gray on the ceiling, which was deeper than the surroundings. He was staring at it and was in a daze.
He suddenly remembered that she had also been waiting for him like this for a minute and a second. Otherwise, the door would not have opened so quickly. Several times, he had entered the house and had found her standing barefoot at the entryway. Waiting.
The hour hand was moving towards a full circle, and the doorbell had rung. It was in a panic, and it was a little impatient. It was not like her personality.
He had walked to the door and had unlocked the lock. With a click, the creaking sound had passed, and he had seen her flushed and panting with heat. Her hair was wet and was clinging to her cheeks, and her snow-white neck was covered with a thin layer of water and sweat.
She was not tired. A pair of watery and misty eyes were tracing his eyebrows and eyes. She had kicked off her shoes, and her bag was thrown aside. She had rushed to hold him and had apologized. “I’m sorry. There was a traffic jam on the road. I haven’t been to work for a long time. I’ve forgotten about the evening rush hour.”
“I’m idle anyway.” Su Yu smiled, and his fingertips had wiped away the wetness at the corners of her eyes. “I’ll go and heat up the food.”
She had obediently followed behind him and had seen the cold food on the table. It would take a long time to heat it up. Her self-blame had deepened. “I’ll do it. You can rest for a while.”
“I said, I’m idle anyway. You’ve just finished work, and you haven’t even dried your sweat.”
“Alright then.”
Xia Qiange had helplessly withdrawn her hand and had sat down on a chair. Her hand was on her knee, and she was looking at him, who was busy in the kitchen. She was so well-behaved that she was a little aggrieved. Her gaze had wandered, and she had seen the large handful of fresh and bright gardenias in the vase. Her eyes had moved, and she had taken two of them and had held them and had lightly sniffed them. The fragrance of the flowers was rich, and her heart had suddenly calmed down.
She had shouted at the kitchen, “Don’t heat up so many dishes. We’ll eat the same tomorrow.”
“Did you order takeout?”, Xia Qiange had seen a few dishes that he was not good at, and she had puffed out her cheeks and had asked him.
“I was afraid you wouldn’t like it. You can choose. Which ones do you want to heat up?”
“You’re wasting money. I’m not that delicate. I’m not a flower… I won’t die.”
Su Yu had habitually pinched the soft flesh on her cheeks. The flesh that had been raised had made him happy, and he had slowly gotten this habit. “Then it’s always right to raise the flowers to be a little prettier, right?”
“You’re so glib.”
She had rolled her eyes at him, and she was full of charm. She had come in to order, and she had chosen all the dishes he had made. She had said that she just loved to eat these.
A few of the dishes had been heated up quickly, and they had been served. The smell of oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar was still there. It was just a pity that the carefully arranged plate was gone. After it had been heated up once and had been served, it was not so good-looking.
The dining table was quiet. They were not drinking. They had had their rice, and it was no different from usual. The sound of chewing was rising and falling, and their gazes were occasionally intertwined, and they were serving each other food.
Neither of them had the talent to say mushy words. This plain and simple tone had also been set a long time ago. She had just said… it was good to have him with her.
After dinner, she had washed the dishes, and he had packed the leftover food and had put it in the refrigerator. The sun had set at dusk, and the sky had darkened. After they had finished the work at hand, the atmosphere had slowly gathered, and it had become narrow. The atmosphere that had heated up had started to become ambiguous.
As they were swaying, the two of them were sitting on a sofa. They were far apart, and then they had slowly gotten closer. Their fingertips had touched, and then they had moved away.
She had moved first. She had bitten her lip, and her heart was gently trembling. She had raised her hand, and she had gotten closer. Her gaze was on his face.
Xia Qiange had held Su Yu’s hand, and her thumb was caressing his wrist. It was itchy again and again, and she couldn’t scratch it. Her heart was starting to itch. He had looked at her with cloudy eyes, and his breathing was heavy. He had asked her not to fool around.
She had on the contrary, smiled even more wantonly. The dark red corners of her eyes were alluring, and she had said something else. “I did something wrong yesterday…”
“What?”, he had asked with a trembling tail tone.
“I don’t dare to say it. I’m afraid you…”, she had been coy and had pulled back.
Su Yu had gone up and had held her, and his tone was heavy. “Tell me honestly. Don’t hide anything.”
“Your computer was actually broken by me. I wanted to see if you were peeking at some bad things.” She had touched his chin, and the stubble there was a deep color. He had not taken care of it for several days, and it had a rough and strong feeling.
“Hmm? You broke my things and didn’t admit it? You don’t believe me.”
“It’s my fault…”, her hand had stroked his leg, and she had lightly picked at the corners of her eyes. “So… how do you want to punish me?”
He had suddenly caught fire, and he had not held back his strength. He had pushed her down.
Xia Qiange had turned her head and had lightly kissed him. She had murmured, “Is this a punishment or a gift?”
The next second, she had been pounced on.
The fire was burning fiercely, and it had spread to the two of them. The light of the fire had covered the vast and dark night.
Under the thin and silver-white moonlight, she had raised her long and snow-white neck, and her hand was holding the bedding. Her lips were bitten until they were bright red, and her charming eyes were like silk. She was like a delicate and precious gardenia that had been broken in a vase.
She loved it when he had entered from behind. In this way, his big hands could hold her waist, and he could hold her completely. The action was as if he wanted to knead her into his bones and blood completely.
Her cool and light back was on his chest, and the two restless and scorching hot hearts had reached the closest position. They were separated by a thin layer of flesh and blood, and they were transmitting each other’s temperature and breathing. They were exposing each other’s most secret and shameful vulnerabilities, and they were scraping against their sensitivity. Their reason was shattered piece by piece.
She had been filled with an unprecedented sense of satisfaction both physically and psychologically. At this moment, she had felt the happiness of being possessed by him.
Every organ was in a disarray in their lovemaking. It was so disarrayed that her heart was sour and numb, and her five viscera and six bowels had all become his shape. With a sway and a sway, her tailbone was sore and soft. Her body was as thin as paper, and she could not stand the tossing and turning. She was easily thrown into a vacuum, and her brain was burned to ashes in her happiness.
She had bitten her lips, and her eyes were hazy.
Xia Qiange would always look at his face for a long, long time. She would look at the perfect distance between his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were pure, but they were stained with a carnal desire for her. His lips were bitten white with hers.
He had always given her a lot. She couldn’t hold it, and it was flowing down.
What a pity. She really wanted… to have a hot and passionate life that was mixed with the blood of the two of them and was endlessly entangled.
She had turned her head, and her eyes were red. The tears were like a flood, and they had broken through his defense. Her weak voice words were close to his ear. “Su… Su Yu, we’re not young anymore. I want to… give it to me.”
She had waited with apprehension. After a long while, he had said “okay” in a hoarse voice.
It was deafening.
She had suddenly cried hard, and she had almost lost control.
She was happy, and she was also very torn. They were always torturing each other. They were clearly in love, but they were also so annoyed by each other’s personality that they were gritting their teeth, and they hated each other to the bone. The process was like a tribulation, and it was extremely painful.
But he had always been by her side. He had cured her when she was sick, and he had not abandoned her. The suffering of a lifetime was as light as a thin piece of paper, but he had taken it for her.
He had once been her human fantasy. The obstacle was worn away, and their love was as uninhibited and incessant as a flash flood.
She had a misunderstanding of love. She was born cold and aloof, but she was warmed by him when she had met him.
She was terminally ill, and she had become a very quiet person. He had given her a voice again, like a good medicine that had cured her illness.
She loved him. He was her human delight and aversion.
