Chapter 21: Soft
The moonlight was flowing, and it was turning into water, and it was overflowing her ankles.
She seemed to be really drunk. The alcohol had melted into her blood, and a fire was burning fiercely.
He Mu Qing subconsciously held the fabric in her hand tightly, and she was holding his collar. Her light brown pupils were a little dilated, and she was staring at his prominent Adam’s apple, which was moving up and down. She was watching as his fair neck was dyed red by the alcohol she had exhaled, and it was bit by bit… dyed with her color.
Su Yu’s eyes were narrowed, and he was frowning. His collar was so tight that it was choking him, and his cheeks were flushed. “You’re drunk.”
“I’m not drunk!”
She immediately denied it and raised her face. She looked at him, and his eyes were clear, and the black and white were distinct, and they were filled with a deep worry.
She was suddenly not sure again. After a while, a cold wind blew through the corridor, and she had regained her reason. She lowered her head in dejection and bit her bright red lips. The hand that was holding his collar had fallen, and she had unwillingly returned to reality.
“I’m really drunk.” Her eyes had dimmed, and she had resigned herself to her fate.
“Do you want to vomit?”
Su Yu had inadvertently touched her cold back of the hand. He had raised his hand and had touched her red and hot face. The skin that was next to each other was also scorching hot, as if she had a fever.
Her face was itchy. She wrinkled her nose, and her fingertips were warm. Her voice was soft, and she was trying to wake her up from the numbness of the alcohol. It was as if she were doing it on purpose. He clearly knew that she would not have the courage after she had woken up, but he was always waking her up in time, again and again…
He was doing it on purpose.
“How could Old Mo let you drink so much? He’s so old. How could he still be fooling around with you?”
He was still blaming others. Su Yu… no one was worse than you.
She had ground her teeth, and her canine teeth were sharp. It was a pity that he had dodged before she could bite him.
“Let’s go in first.”
He had supported her and had slowly gotten up from the cold and icy ground. She had retaliated by putting all her weight on him. He had still not made a sound, and he was silent, and he was letting her act shamelessly.
The door had been closed with a thud, and the moonlight had receded.
After a long time of tossing and turning, Su Yu was panting heavily, and his forehead was sweating. He had supported He Mu Qing and had sat down by the entryway. He had just taken off his shoes and socks, and she had hit the flat and clean floor, and she had lost her bones and had fallen down. She was whimpering and was hard to hear, and her eyes were watery, and she was rolling around like a little dog.
“It’s cold on the floor. Go and sleep on the sofa.”
The two of them were leaning against each other and were supporting each other. The road to the sofa was difficult. They had just managed to touch the soft edge of the sofa when he had suddenly come back to his senses. He had then realized how out of place the wine bottles, which were on more than half of the coffee table, were. He had only opened two cans, and the smell of alcohol was not very strong.
He was leaving soon, and he had packed most of his luggage.
The knife had not been so painful when it had fallen on his chest. But he had been hesitant when he was about to go. He of course knew that he had to face it. He only had the idea, but he had no way.
He had suddenly seen the wine promotion at the supermarket downstairs, and he had drunk a little in a muddle. But fortunately, he was not drunk.
“Su Yu…”
Su Yu’s action of putting away the wine in a daze was stagnant. He saw that the girl had already climbed onto the sofa. She, who was tall and slender, was curled up and was only a small one. She was lying on her back on the sofa, motionless, and was looking at him.
He asked softly, and he was a little uncomfortable with the girl’s stare. In her light pupils, there was a deep intensity, and there was something.
“What’s wrong?”
“I… I…”, she frowned tightly, and the tip of her nose was sour before the words could come out, and her throat was dry.
“Hmm?”
“I’ll tell you a secret.” She suddenly sat up, and she was very mysterious. She leaned close to his ear, and her hot breath was licking his ear. “My tolerance for alcohol is actually very bad. I’ve never even drunk Old Mo. He’s so old, but I’m still young. What do you think I should do?”
“…”
Su Yu looked at the girl, who was completely drunk. He then lowered his head and packed up the wine that had not been touched. Her blurry voice was constant in his ear, and she was about to cry because she had not been able to beat an old man.
He had braced himself and had made up a lie to comfort her. “Old Mo is getting married. He won’t be able to drink in the future. The next time you meet him, you’ll definitely win.”
“Really? Then… then…”
She was holding him, and her eyes were full of joy. Her childhood competitive nature had never changed. “Then can I laugh at him?”
“Yeah, yeah. Laugh if you want. Laugh at his wedding.”
Wedding… marriage.
She really didn’t say anything more. The smile on her face had also disappeared, and her whole person had become quiet. Her hands were on her knees, and she was sitting obediently. It was as if she had suddenly woken up.
“Su Yu, I want to vomit…”
“Huh? When?”, Su Yu raised his head and stared at her bright red lips, and his heart skipped a beat.
“I don’t know.” She was touching her neck and was dry-heaving.
He didn’t dare to delay. His nerves were all tense. He put down the wine in his hand and rushed to the inner room to find an unused plastic bag.
He had been in too much of a hurry. He had not seen the red halo in the fan-shaped shadow that was cast by her long and slender eyelashes. It had slowly deepened, and her shoulders were trembling.
The sound of him rummaging through things in the inner room was obvious. She was sitting on the sofa, and she wanted to stand up. Because she was dizzy, she had suddenly fallen to the ground. Her whole person was soft, and her body was like a cat’s, and it was drooping. Her face was flushed with wine, and she had no expression. She was looking around with a dry look, and in the end, she had been captured by the few bottles of wine on the coffee table that had not yet been put away.
The bottle cap was tightly sealed. She twitched her nose, as if she had smelled the smell of alcohol. It was like a seductive poppy, and it was swaying its branches, and it was urging her on.
As if possessed, she had reached out her hand and had slowly approached the alluring liquid that was flowing in the small space.
…
Su Yu had been rummaging in the drawer for a long time. The roll of unused plastic bags had been thrown somewhere. He had called out to the living room again, but this time, there was no response. A bad premonition had crept into his heart.
He stood up and ran to the living room again.
The smell of alcohol in the enclosed space, where the air conditioner was working, was as if it were steaming. The smell was rich. He looked at the floor. It was dry and clean… the unease was still spreading. He didn’t see her shadow.
“Wuwu…”
A soft meow came from behind the sofa. She had peeked out half a head from the other end. She was squatting there, and her hand was on the side. Only a small finger was exposed by her cheek. She was really like a cat. Even her gaze was softly rubbing against him. Her messy hair was drooping on her shoulders, and it was fluffy.
Su Yu walked over and accidentally kicked a wine bottle. It was empty.
He was slow to react. The blood on the mouth of the bottle had startled him. The look in his eyes as he looked at the girl had changed. “Did you bite it open? Did you drink it all?”
He Mu Qing was completely hidden behind the sofa. She was tilting her head, and the corners of her eyes were curved up. She was looking at him with a silly grin.
Su Yu saw that she was still relatively sober. He was not on his guard. He approached her and slowly squatted down to meet her drunken eyes. “Are you hurt?”
She licked her lips and didn’t speak. The tip of her tongue was rubbing against the red, as if she had scratched her gums. She was drunk and didn’t know the pain.
Her whole person was dizzy. She was not afraid anymore. The alcohol was rushing in her bright red and warm blood, and the chemical reaction had numbed her nerves. Her heart was not sour anymore, and she was excited in the sweetness of her fantasy.
She inadvertently raised her eyes, and from top to bottom, his thin, red and slightly wet lips had been seen by her. It was as if she could hold them all with a single suck.
“Does it hurt? Are you hurt?”
His voice was ringing in her ear again and again. She didn’t care. She was staring at his lips, which were parting, and she was as greedy as a cat.
Su Yu was stunned for a moment, and his voice was raised. “Mu Qing?”
She was squinting her hazy eyes, and the alcohol was making her hot. She was a little annoyed, and her gaze was wandering over every detail of his face.
A bad person. That’s what she had thought at that time.
Then she had pounced on him, and she had seen his astonishment. There was not a single bit of cowardice, and she was even unrestrained.
She had kissed him, and she had lightly bitten him.
The smell of blood had spread.
There was a moment of silence, and time had been broken.
Su Yu had woken up in a rushed breathing sound. His gaze was lowered, and he had met her eyes.
The eyes were filled with a triumphant and cunning look, but more of it was a kind of long-suppressed grievance. Her eyes were wet and red, and it was heartbreaking.
Their lips were still touching, and the touch was warm and soft. Her voice was also soft. She was calling his name.
“Su Yu, why are you always provoking me? You don’t even let me go in my dreams.” Her lips were on his with more force, and the smell of blood was even stronger. “You… bastard!”
His reaction was slow again, and he had not pushed her away.
The girl’s strange feelings were ignorant yet hot, and they were arrogant and direct. They were burning his chest, and it was so full that it was about to burst.
His heart, that part of it, was slowly, and it had softened.
