Chapter 32: Greedy
The clouds were slightly drunk, and the twilight was thick.
The blood in her blood vessels had frozen. She had become fragile, like a piece of porcelain. The cracks were spreading up from the base and were crawling up her expressionless face.
She had hidden herself in the crowd and had not gotten close. Instead, she had stopped in place and was staring at them.
It was a very pretty girl, and she was hitting on him. They were both young and beautiful, and they were also generous with their feelings. The girl was confident and sunny, and she was talking eloquently, and her smile was generous.
She suddenly felt that those calm and composed looks were like a thin piece of white paper, which would be torn with a single pull. She clearly knew his temperament, and she knew him better than anyone else. But she was still hesitant, and she was even jealous…
It was as if it were all in vain. The morbid thoughts were hidden in a corner, and they were laughing at her patheticness. The facts had made her feel a deep sense of frustration.
She had subconsciously bitten her nails again, and she was frantically hinting to herself. She had said, “Xia Qiange, Xia Qiange, to love someone… is not to vainly attempt to completely isolate him. Her medicine is herself. Since she had missed it once, she should not repeat the same mistake.”
So she had continued to stay in place. She had seen that he had not paid much attention to the girl, and his expression was absent-minded, and his eyes were lowered, as if he were tired. Later, he had still said something to the other party, and then the girl had left. He had immediately turned his head and had looked at the direction of the long bench. He had seen her in the crowd at a glance, and he had quickly walked over.
“There was a very enthusiastic girl just now. I couldn’t refuse her for a moment, so I was delayed for a while.”
Xia Qiange had heard him explain before she had even opened her mouth, and she had felt a little better in her heart, but it was still a little sour.
“Oh, I know.”
Xia Qiange shook her head and looked at the ice cream in his hand. “Which one is mine?”
“Um… you can choose for yourself.”
She had frowned and had thought for a moment. She had said that she was very greedy, but she had still only chosen one.
Su Yu didn’t think much of it and asked her, “Where else do you want to go?”
“I’m not going. Let’s go home.”
She had smiled and had walked into the crowd before him, as if what had just happened was just an interlude. He was confused and had helplessly followed her.
After they had walked out of the amusement park, Su Yu had seen that it was getting late. He had been thinking of hailing a car on the side of the road to go back. He had turned his head and had glanced at her. The dim yellow streetlight had given her a hazy filter, and she was quietly squatting on the side of the road.
He had calmed down and had turned his head to look at the surging traffic on the other side of the road. It seemed to be the evening rush hour, and he had not seen many empty cars.
His fingertips were slightly cold. He had then remembered that the ice cream in his hand was about to melt. He had taken a small sip and had solved the part that was about to melt. The heat of the car that he could not wait for had cooled down. But his body had suddenly stiffened, and he had been hugged from behind.
The warm body behind him was soft, and it had pulled him and had slowly hidden him behind a billboard, and it had covered the figures of the two of them. The light was dim, and they were hidden in the shadows.
The hand that was around his waist had become restless, like a nimble little snake. It had untied a small opening in his inner lining and had touched his flesh. The palm of his hand was caressing the lines of his abdomen, and then it had slid up, and in the end, it had stopped on the piece of flesh on his heart.
Her warm and soft hand was soft and boneless, and the fragrance from the deep part of her hair was alluring. He was at a loss from this sudden action, and his heart was pounding, and it was drowned out by the sound of the car horns.
“What did you say to that girl?”, she had stood on her tiptoes and was by his ear. “Don’t lie. Your heart will beat faster.”
The voice was very light, and it was almost inaudible in his ear, as if she didn’t care. But her knee was between his two legs, and her thighs were rubbing against the fabric. He didn’t know if it was intentional or not, but it had touched him there.
His knees went weak. He put his hands behind his back and held her wrist. He was suppressing the trembling in his voice, and it sounded muffled, as if he were blaming her. “Xia Qiange, don’t fool around.”
Her wanton actions had frozen. After a long while, she had let go of the hand that was holding him. She had remembered that she had promised him that she would slowly get better.
So she had lowered her head and had apologized.
“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to.”
“I’m not blaming you.” He had turned his head and had reached out to touch her face.
“You were so fierce just now.” She was coquettish, as if she were acting spoiled. “Su Yu, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m just not happy when I think of you being too close to other girls. I even feel sad.”
Half of her face was in the shadows, and she seemed to be desperate and powerless. “Do you think… I’m hopeless?”
He had smiled and had said, “This kind of thing, take it slow…”
“Then will you still be fierce with me?”, she had lowered her head, and the tips of her feet were rubbing against the ground.
“No.” Su Yu had shaken his head.
“Then… how are you going to compensate me this time?”
Xia Qiange had raised her head, and her eyes were shining with a cunning color.
“Compensate?”, he had frowned, and he had always had a feeling that he had been fooled.
“What flavor is your ice cream?”
His eyebrows were furrowed even more. “Huh?”
Xia Qiange had suddenly gotten close to him, and her body had a warm fragrance. While he was in a daze, the tip of her pink tongue had licked the uncleaned corners of his lips. It was wet, soft, and sweet…
She had pursed her lips and had licked the tip of her tongue and had said, “So it’s matcha flavored. It’s quite sweet.”
He was also in a daze. He had subconsciously savored the lingering softness on his lips. It was not matcha flavored. It was an indescribable fruit flavor. In short… each had its own sweetness.
“Is this the compensation?”, he had asked.
“No… I’ve already said. I’m very greedy.”
…
The moon was as cool as water. A few peach blossoms that were on the branches were swaying with their pink tips. The narrow space was filled with a charming spring scenery, and a faint and sexual smell was lingering at the tip of his nose.
She was lying on his chest, and her breathing was heavy. Her throat was tired, and she had changed to an intermittent moan. It was soft and gentle, like a small brush, and it was scratching at the tip of his heart.
Her thin and slender butterfly bones were gently trembling. She was so light that she was about to fly away, and her toes were on the wrinkled bedsheet, and they were tensed.
Even though it was very painful, she could not forget that kind of happiness after she had opened up.
Her stimulated and sensitive nerves had become sensitive, and she was easily moved. She was lonely at night, and she had quietly climbed onto his body.
So she, who had always been gentle and beautiful, had become a very loud person in bed. The pain of having her wings broken and the happiness of falling into the secular world were always so captivating that she had gradually forgotten her pure and clean purity in the sky.
Su Yu had heard all those sounds, and his throat was hoarse. The corners of his eyes were listless, and a hint of remorse flashed. His eyes were wet, and the lust that had not yet faded was there.
His lips were parted, and the words had not come out. He had been kissed by her again.
The closer he got to the critical point, the more reluctant he was, and the more obsessive he was. Every small toe was tensed, and his scalp was numb. The impulse that was about to be vented was rushing to the back of his head like a flood.
The extreme suppression was a catharsis, and the emptiness after the happiness was also frightening. So she was chattering and was demanding, for fear of losing. To get him, to possess him, and her madness was stirring restlessly again.
She had already tried her best to suppress herself.
It was just that occasionally, occasionally she couldn’t help it.
“Su… Su Yu.”
Xia Qiange was touching his heart, and her voice was intermittent. A wave of a damp and hot air was coming from the side of her neck.
“Hmm? What’s wrong?”, he had come out of his desire before her, and his voice was calm.
“Ah Yu, I’m yours. My body is, and my soul is too.”
She was already hoarse, and her voice was blurry. Her obsession was pushing her.
Su Yu lowered his head and frowned. His heart was scratched by her sharp nails.
She looked at the dazzling and red mark on the left side of her chest. Her forehead was buried in the deep hollow of his neck, and her cheek was pressed against his heart with satisfaction. It was hers.
The floodgate was opened, and the pleasure that followed made her voice indistinct and hard to hear. She said, “I’m yours. You must be mine too.”
She was obsessed, and she was delusional, and she was crazy… she was naked, and she was all naked for him to see.
In the end, her hair was disheveled, and she was clinging to him. Her hand was on his shoulder. She was so comfortable that her feet were on the ground. The afterglow of the climax was still rushing in her body, and it had become a gurgling and hot stream. It had wet him, and she was watching as he was slowly stained with her scent.
Her slender frame was trembling. She was holding him as if she had no branch to rely on. She had licked the bruise on him that had been scratched by her nails, and she was smiling with a satisfied and at ease look.
The weariness in her mind had really reached its limit, and a wave of sleepiness was coming over her. His eyelids were heavily closed, and he vaguely felt an itch on his heart.
It was she who was writing her name.
