Give Me Heartthrobs 55

Chapter 55: Torment

As soon as they touched, a passionate wave of impulse surged.

Bodies pressed tightly together, lips meeting in a scorching kiss.

Wen Yu wrapped her arms around Ye Qizhen’s neck, kissing deeper and deeper bit by bit. Ye Qizhen tilted her head back, tasting the familiar soft sweetness, unable to resist demanding more.

In the small, quiet space, only the subtle sucking sounds of a tacit, passionate kiss remained. Separated during the honeymoon phase, not seeing each other for more than a month—they missed each other terribly. Including kissing.

After a long time, breaths were chaotic, and the roots of their tongues were numb.

Still hugging, they looked down at each other quietly, pecking at each other’s slightly swollen lips unsatisfied, smiling unconsciously.

A kiss carrying longing, exceptionally sweet, never cloying.

After pecking lightly for a while.

Wen Yu brought her lips to Ye Qizhen’s again, hovering close but not touching, a silent tease. She just liked to provoke Ye Qizhen first, then watch Ye Qizhen lose control for her.

Ye Qizhen was completely captivated; every reaction was within Wen Yu’s expectations. Taking advantage of Wen Yu’s slightly parted lips, she kissed again in a heat of passion, kissing gently a few times before probing with her soft tongue.

Wen Yu was satisfied. While sucking on the tip of Ye Qizhen’s tongue, she cupped the back of Ye Qizhen’s head with her palm, opening her lips wider to cooperate with a deeper kiss. Entangling, teasing, passivity gradually turning into initiative.

Towards Ye Qizhen, the last thing she lacked was passion.

Normally, Ye Qizhen would definitely be more active, but she wasn’t feeling well today. After this… she kissed Wen Yu’s lips messily a few times, really having no energy left, her head dizzy.

Sensing Ye Qizhen’s wrong state, Wen Yu slowly pulled away, restraining herself slightly, simply hugging. Ye Qizhen’s body felt light and floating, unable to stand steady, instinctively hugging Wen Yu tightly.

Her complexion was so poor; Wen Yu had noticed it from the moment she left the station. “Very uncomfortable?”

Ye Qizhen was still panting slightly. “Mn, dizzy.”

Wen Yu stroked Ye Qizhen’s hair. “If it’s bad, we’ll go to the hospital.”

Not bad enough for the hospital. Ye Qizhen’s voice was full of fatigue and slightly hoarse, smiling as she said, “It’s okay, just too tired these past two days, didn’t rest enough.”

Wen Yu kissed Ye Qizhen’s forehead. Hugging her felt like she had lost a lot of weight. Conditions in the mountains must have been tough, yet Ye Qizhen stubbornly said she was used to it, not complaining a word on the phone.

Ye Qizhen had a heartless thought: seeing Wen Yu so distressed and nervous about her made her extra happy.

Resting on the sofa for a few minutes.

Ye Qizhen gradually recovered some energy, feeling much better. Seeing Wen Yu pour a glass of water, just as she was about to reach out to take it, Wen Yu sat down beside her and brought the glass to her lips.

She was stunned for a moment, then obediently took a sip.

Wen Yu wiped the water stain from the corner of Ye Qizhen’s mouth.

Ye Qizhen stared at Wen Yu the whole time, thinking: Do you have to spoil me like this? Even more than before.

This expression looked like a pitiful puppy begging for comfort. Wen Yu put down the water glass, turned sideways, and pulled Ye Qizhen into her arms, quickly comforting and coaxing her.

Although physically uncomfortable, psychologically she was 100% satisfied. Ye Qizhen smiled dazedly. “Do you have to be so good to me?”

She had said this to Wen Yu before.

Only back then, it was with bitterness.

Wen Yu looked at Ye Qizhen’s smiling eyes. “Still not used to it after so long?”

Mn, should have gotten used to it long ago. Ye Qizhen tightened her arms around Wen Yu’s waist, resting her head on Wen Yu’s shoulder, becoming more dependent.

“Hungry?” Wen Yu lowered her voice.

“Not hungry, a bit sleepy.” Ye Qizhen said muffledly. Having sat in the car for so long, she had absolutely no appetite.

Wen Yu saw bags under her eyes. “Then sleep first.”

“Mn… will you accompany me?” Ye Qizhen mumbled, feeling a bit melodramatic after saying it. Her eyelids were fighting to close, but she wanted to cling to Wen Yu a little longer; after all, they hadn’t seen each other for a long time.

How could Wen Yu resist Ye Qizhen speaking in such a tone? She smiled, saying in a tone accommodating everything: “Okay, I’ll accompany you.”

“Am I being very troublesome (tormenting)?” Ye Qizhen felt she was tormenting Wen Yu a bit today, making Wen Yu run around her in circles.

Wen Yu tilted her head to look at Ye Qizhen, answering rigorously and seriously: “Acting coquettishly with a girlfriend isn’t called tormenting.”

Ye Qizhen suddenly fell silent. If not reminded by Wen Yu, she hadn’t noticed she was getting more and more skilled at acting coquettishly with Wen Yu. She blinked, pursed her lips, and didn’t know what to say for a long time.

What a cute reaction.

Wen Yu kissed her, saying truthfully: “I like it.”

As if afraid of losing out, Ye Qizhen quickly kissed the corner of Wen Yu’s mouth too, then whispered, “I want to shower first.”

Couldn’t sleep comfortably without showering. But seeing Ye Qizhen’s state… Wen Yu paused. “Want me to help you wash?”

Hm? Ye Qizhen suddenly sobered up a few degrees, blushing uncontrollably. Probably only Wen Yu could say “I’ll help you wash” without batting an eyelid. She bit the bullet, trying hard to answer seriously: “I… can do it myself.”

Wen Yu said it purely out of worry, but Ye Qizhen’s reaction made it seem like something else. She gazed at Ye Qizhen, deliberately asking ambiguously, “Mn, really don’t want to?”

Ye Qizhen was speechless.

Wen Yu suddenly laughed; too easy to tease.

Ye Qizhen hummed “I’m going to shower” and got up hurriedly.

In the bathroom, Ye Qizhen stood under the shower, adjusting the water temperature several times—either too cold or too hot.

Showering was a boring process prone to wandering thoughts. Ye Qizhen inexplicably thought of what Wen Yu just said. Even more excessively, her mind conjured images of Wen Yu washing with her—

What am I thinking?

The water temperature seemed a bit high still; she lowered it again.

Took a not-so-calm shower.

About half an hour later, when Ye Qizhen came out, Wen Yu pulled her to blow-dry her hair first, told her to lie in bed, and then went to shower herself.

Afraid Ye Qizhen was waiting for her, Wen Yu didn’t wash for too long.

But when she came out, she saw Ye Qizhen nestled in the bedding, motionless.

Asleep already?

It was only past five in the afternoon.

Wen Yu stood by the bed for a while, then bent down to open the quilt, crawled in lightly, and lay down beside Ye Qizhen.

At this moment, Ye Qizhen turned over, eyes hazy.

“Not asleep yet?” Wen Yu asked.

“Mn…” Ye Qizhen was in a half-asleep state, holding on just to wait for Wen Yu. So as soon as Wen Yu got into bed, she pressed close to Wen Yu, hugging her shamelessly without explanation.

Wen Yu felt heartache. “Better?”

Ye Qizhen hummed, closing her eyes wearily. She hadn’t slept well for over a month. Hugging Wen Yu now, smelling the favorite scent, comfortable and relaxed, she fell asleep in less than a minute.

Before sunset, even with the curtains drawn, faint light still permeated the room. Wen Yu wasn’t sleepy, quietly examining Ye Qizhen’s brows, eyes, nose, and lips, almost carving every detail into her heart.

Is liking someone like this?

Even if the other person does nothing, they can easily stir up a prairie fire of heartbeats.

Probably also not resting well recently, Wen Yu fell into a deep sleep before sunset too. With Ye Qizhen by her side, her sleep quality was much better.

A rare night of peaceful sleep.

Waking up again the next morning because of a noisy phone call—

Wen Yu pressed mute as fast as possible, but still startled Ye Qizhen awake.

Ye Qizhen had sleepy eyes. She had no morning temper; even if woken up, she wouldn’t be impatient at all. Seeing Wen Yu was about to answer the phone, she lay quietly aside, silent.

Although the people who could contact her were few, Wen Yu didn’t expect the caller to be Wen Qiuxian again. Looking at the phone screen, for a moment, she wanted to hang up.

Finally, she got up and walked to the window before sliding the answer button.

No noise on the other end.

Ye Qizhen sat up in bed, turning to look at Wen Yu standing by the window. She felt Wen Yu’s reaction to the call was a bit strange, but she was calm on the phone, just keeping her voice very low.

Less than two minutes later, Wen Yu ended the call. She turned around and saw Ye Qizhen was already up, her long hair slightly messy.

“Who called so early?” Ye Qizhen asked tentatively.

Wen Yu looked at Ye Qizhen for a moment and whispered, “My mom.”

Ye Qizhen fell silent. Mentioning this, she became very careful, daring not to ask too much for fear of making Wen Yu uncomfortable. She sensed Wen Yu didn’t like talking to her about family matters.

“Still early, go back to sleep,” Wen Yu said before Ye Qizhen could speak.

“Sleeping more would make me a pig.” Ye Qizhen mocked herself. Slept before dark yesterday, now it was dawn.

Wen Yu hooked her lips slightly, not speaking. She didn’t plan to sleep anymore. Walking to the bedside, she reached out and rubbed Ye Qizhen’s head as if bullying her.

Ye Qizhen frowned but obediently let her rub.

Wen Yu smiled and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Water gurgling. Wen Yu turned off the tap, pulled a face towel to wipe the water off her face, thinking about something, somewhat restless. She didn’t notice when Ye Qizhen came over.

Ye Qizhen stood at the door. “What do you want for breakfast?”

Wen Yu crumpled the tissue in her hand into a ball, threw it into the trash can beside her, and then said to Ye Qizhen, “I have to go back to Beilin today.”

“…Auntie called to ask you to go back?” Ye Qizhen became faintly nervous. Going home for summer vacation was nothing, but Wen Yu wasn’t even home for New Year’s. Plus, she felt Wen Yu’s state was a bit wrong. “What happened?”

“Nothing,” Wen Yu said calmly.

Nothing, so why go back suddenly? Ye Qizhen said hurriedly, “I’ll go with you.”

“I’m fine alone. You rest well; isn’t rushing back and forth tiring?” Wen Yu’s first reaction was to refuse. She subconsciously didn’t want Ye Qizhen to come into contact with the messy matters of her family, or let Ye Qizhen see her sensitive and wretched side.

Ye Qizhen could guess eighty percent of it. Wen Yu was often straightforward, but only about things she wanted you to know. She understood Wen Yu was hiding worries, like a forbidden zone, closed off and unapproachable, unwilling to say much even to herself.

But she wanted to do more for Wen Yu, wanted to accompany Wen Yu to truly walk out of the haze. She hoped Wen Yu wasn’t only happy when with her.

“I’m worried about you,” Ye Qizhen looked at Wen Yu, saying stubbornly and carefully, “I want to accompany you.”