Chapter 046: A Night of Passion
“Elena, I’ll find a way…”
Chen Ran felt he had to say something, but Elena cut him off.
“Don’t say it. I understand.”
Unexpectedly, Elena was not as scared as he had imagined, nor did she cry and make a fuss like a normal girl facing death. She lowered her head, a look of desolation on her face.
“Perhaps this is fate. Everything is destined. The Holy Codex once said that if you cannot defy fate, then face it calmly. At least this time, I’m not facing it alone…”
Elena looked up, her eyes shimmering with crystalline tears.
“I am very grateful to the heavens for sending you to my side at the very end, to accompany me when I was at my loneliest. No matter what, I will not regret it.”
A light veil fell. Elena slipped the straps of her nightgown off her shoulders. The thin silk dress fell silently to the floor.
The truest side of the girl was revealed before Chen Ran, without any concealment. Her graceful curves outlined the most beautiful scenery, like a blooming flower that dimmed all the background. The entire world was left with only her existence.
“Let me be your woman,” Elena said, her tear-filled eyes smiling at Chen Ran. “No matter what the outcome is, I will not blame you.”
At this moment, not a single lustful thought crossed Chen Ran’s mind. He looked seriously into Elena’s eyes and said firmly again, “Please believe me, I will not let anything happen to you.”
“It’s okay,” Elena shook her head. “I really like you. Whether I can escape this calamity or not, I hope you will be my first man, and my last, my only love. It will also prove that I have loved and been loved, and at least I will have no regrets on the final journey of my life.”
After saying all this, Elena took the initiative to walk over, wrapped her arms around Chen Ran’s neck, stood on her tiptoes, and pressed her red lips to his.
No words were needed; one action was proof enough.
Chen Ran admitted that perhaps his previous liking for Elena was merely an attraction to her appearance. But at this moment, he found that his feelings for her had far exceeded his own expectations, even surpassing the fleeting affair he had with Lia. At least, no girl had ever said “I like you” to him without any ulterior motives.
He was moved by Elena. His arms couldn’t help but wrap tightly around her soft waist. He no longer suppressed it. He lowered his head and, following the line of Elena’s cheek, kissed her.
Elena’s skin was very smooth, as tender and sensitive as a baby’s. When his lips kissed the alabaster skin of her neck, she would tremble involuntarily, a rosy blush appearing.
Unlike the first time, Chen Ran was incredibly clear-headed at this moment. He could feel Elena’s deep affection. Perhaps this was also Chen Ran’s true love, in the real sense of the word. Although it came suddenly, it was incredibly moving, almost like a dream.
In the brewing of their love, the two had unknowingly become entangled on the bed, embracing and kissing endlessly. The not-so-sturdy wooden bed frame creaked gently.
The two were completely lost in the ecstatic experience, with only the beautiful moans filling the room…
When Chen Ran woke up, it was already noon.
Looking at the sleeping Elena, Chen Ran gently stroked her silky, light purple long hair.
At this moment, she was lying on her side, lightly clutching a corner of the bedsheet. Her brows were slightly furrowed, yet she slept incredibly sweetly. Her exposed shoulder was fair and bony, making one want to cherish her.
Perhaps it was just a wild night, but it had already intertwined his and Elena’s fates. Perhaps she was not the first woman in his life, but she was the most profound. Perhaps he had once had Lia, but her existence was more like a dream. When the dream ended, everything was gone, as if nothing had ever happened.
In Chen Ran’s own opinion, he was not the type to be particularly attractive to girls. He was not very tall, and his looks were ordinary. To have a girl like Elena as a companion, perhaps there were no other regrets in life. But he didn’t want her to become the only regret in his life. This time, he would absolutely not let tragedy happen, even if it meant giving his all, just for the woman who loved him deeply, and whom he loved…
Just as he was about to go out, he suddenly felt that it was not right to leave so silently. Although it was just to avoid waking Elena, he quietly wrote a note and placed it by her bedside to prevent her from worrying when she woke up.
He went out the main door. The sky was a bit gloomy, as if it was about to rain.
Chen Ran didn’t mind and walked alone into the street.
After walking for more than twenty minutes, he stopped outside a dilapidated small house.
This was the home of the mad witch from before. Chen Ran confirmed it and decided to try his last bit of luck.
He knocked on the door, but there seemed to be no response. Chen Ran couldn’t help but give it a light push. The door was unlocked and opened easily.
Chen Ran entered the house. It was dark inside, and the messy furnishings looked like they hadn’t been tidied up. There were even thick cobwebs on the walls, and the squeaking of mice could be heard.
“Is anyone here?” Chen Ran called out in the house, but no one answered. However, his map navigation confirmed that someone was here. Following the directions, he finally found the drunken witch in a pile of junk, holding a wine bottle. She was still wearing the same ragged black robe.
Seeing the witch sleeping soundly, Chen Ran shook his head. He had no patience to wait for her to wake up on her own. He casually picked up a wine bottle and poured it on her face.
“Ugh~~”
Feeling the cold on her face, the witch immediately woke up, but she still looked like she hadn’t sobered up, her nose red and swollen. When she saw Chen Ran, a glint flashed in her eyes, and she immediately became interested. She hiccuped and said, “So it’s a man. Come, let this big sister play with you…” As she spoke, she pounced at Chen Ran.
Chen Ran dodged to the side, and the drunken witch missed, falling heavily to the ground. But she wasn’t angry. She even wagged her finger as if to say, “You can’t escape.”
Chen Ran sighed helplessly and cast a refreshing Holy Purge on her.
A white electric light washed over her, and the witch sobered up a little from her drunkenness.
“I heard you’re a prophecy-type witch. I need your help with something.”
The witch stood up again and said unhappily, “Hmph, why should I help you? What do I get after helping you? I don’t want to. I used to be pretty, but I became like this because I used too much witchcraft, so I don’t want to touch that damn thing again.” At this, the witch played coy, waving her almost skeletal arm and laughing drunkenly. “Unless you marry me.”
She was indeed a marriage-maniac. No one could stand this attitude.
“I won’t have you.”
“Then there’s nothing to talk about.”
“But if you agree to help me, you will have more choices.”
