Lin Weixia was sitting next to Ban Sheng. He raised his hand and someone replaced the wine glass that had just been placed in front of her with a box of milk.
Someone saw this and joked: "I give up, only Ben can turn into milk in a bar."
After the wine in front of Lin Weixia was replaced with milk, no one dared to change her cup, and the people in the venue also consciously stopped persuading her to drink.
Ban Sheng didn't say anything, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell.
They are both not simple.
Even if everything is fine now, there was a period in the past.
The light was a little dazzling. Ban Sheng turned his head. The atmosphere between the two seemed to be more relaxed. His lips touched Lin Weixia's ear, and hot air sprayed, wet and hot. Lin Weixia subconsciously shrank back, feeling a little itchy.
"Don't drink alcohol given to you by others."
Ban Sheng left after he finished speaking, and was called to play games. Lin Weixia still sat beside him. She had no intention of joining them, but she did not forget the purpose of coming to Ban Sheng tonight, which was to ask him why he changed his major.
But every time Lin Weixia spoke, she would be interrupted by Shi Li who sat down again.
Ban Sheng was very comfortable in the place full of debauchery. He didn't seem to have any intention of having a serious talk with her and was just playing games the whole time.
Ban Sheng took a cigarette out of the box and put it in his mouth. The veins on the side of his neck were obvious. He lowered his head and looked around for a lighter. A hand with nude nail polish stretched out to him, and the palm was open, revealing a silver lighter.
"You left it at my place last time, have you forgotten?" Shi Li's casual tone revealed an unknown intimacy.
Lin Weixia lifted her eyelids and took a look. It was indeed Ban Sheng’s lighter, a silver zorro with the word "Ban" engraved on it.
"Thanks." Ben Sheng whispered.
Ban Sheng took it, the receiver made a "pop" sound, and he lit the cigarette. Grayish-white smoke rolled out from his thin lips and drifted towards Shi Li. Lin Weixia also inhaled a little at the tip of her nose, which was a bit choking.
The next second, Shi Li said, "You're so annoying, can't you smoke less?"
Ban Sheng raised his eyes and glanced at her.
Lin Weixia sat next to them. She didn't want to stay for another second. The air here was sticky and hot.
She also couldn't understand whether Ban Sheng's expression when he looked at Shi Li was a warning or a flirtation.
Lin Weixia suddenly stood up, walked to the window, pushed it open, and fresh, damp and cold air floated in.
Lin Weixia leaned against the wall, looking at the boys playing billiard not far away. She watched a few games and was stunned for a while.
After a while, a tall and thin boy with a gentle appearance came over. He handed the cocktail to Lin Weixia and said with a smile:
"If I say I've seen you before, would you think this is a bit corny as an opening line?"
Lin Weixia was stunned and smiled: "Yes."
"But where have you seen it before?" Lin Weixia asked.
"I was one of the volunteers in the charity event during my freshman year - visiting a psychological home for troubled teenagers," the boy said with a smile.
Just now, he thought Lin Weixia was a harmless little white flower, and he was the one who wanted to help her out.
Lin Weixia took the wine he handed over, but before drinking it, she responded, "So that's how it is."
"My name is Jiang Heng, and I'm also from Peking University, but I'm not a psychology major. In fact, I'm a little curious. For people like you who study psychology, is it easy to see through other people's minds? Then wouldn't ordinary people like us have nowhere to hide in front of you?" The boy touched his head embarrassedly.
Lin Weixia tapped the glass with her fingers and corrected him: "We are psychotherapists, not psychics."
Jiang Heng was amused by her, and pointed at the wine he had just handed over, and said in a relaxed tone: "Do you want to try this wine? It has a very nice name, called Fallen Angel."
"Okay." Lin Weixia looked at the wine glass.
After finishing a glass of wine, Lin Weixia was still chatting in a relaxed manner. The boy brought another glass of wine. When she was about to refuse and say that she didn't want to drink anymore and was about to go home, a gloomy and sinking voice came, and from the tone of the voice, the person was not very happy -
"Lin Weixia, come here."
Lin Weixia looked over and saw Ban Sheng not far away. She wasn't sure if she was seeing things right, but his face didn't look very good.
"Sorry, I have to leave first."
Lin Weixia put down her wine glass and followed him. Ban Sheng walked to the left wall, where there was a door. He bent over with his neck tilted and went in.
She followed him in and found a small private room with a small sofa. There was a small lamp on the table next to it that emitted warm light.
But it's dark.
Lin Weixia thought Ban Sheng was finally free to talk about things, and subconsciously tried to turn on the light on the wall, but unexpectedly a large palm covered it.
Her fingertips subconsciously curled up, unable to move, and trembled when they touched the slender, bony fingers. Her hand was lifted up by Ban Sheng and pressed against the wall. Her whole body was pressed against him, and his aggressive aura came over her, with a scorching heat source covering her body.
Ban Sheng held a glass of wine with a lot of ice in it and shook it gently, causing the ice cubes to hit the wall of the glass, making a clanging sound.
His dark brows contained a murderous look. He raised his eyelids and looked straight at Lin Weixia.
Lin Weixia's heart shrank uncontrollably.
The ice in the wine glass was melting little by little, and even the outside was wet. Ban Sheng held the wine glass to touch Lin Weixia's fair face.
The rim of the cup spun along the lines of the snow-white skin, and soon the girl's face was wet and water was dripping down.
The cold cup touched her eyes, then moved to her lips, and finally to the soft flesh behind her left ear. His movements were smooth and teasing.
A real player.
It was no longer the high school days when she was woken up by the heat in her sleep, and her cheek was suddenly cooled by a glass of salty lemonade. She looked up and met a pair of nonchalant smiling eyes.
Now Ban Sheng is simply flirting with others.
It was so cold that Lin Weixia tensed her toes. A thin layer of sweat broke out on the places where he touched the wine glass, and her body trembled slightly.
"Did you listen to me?"
Ban Sheng's voice was rusty and cold, seductive and powerful. He lowered his neck without touching her, but his eyes made her feel restless.
She still couldn't see what the tattoo on Ban Sheng's collarbone was. The animal crawling on his body added a weird and bewitching aura to his cold face.
Compared to the past, Ban Sheng is now more unpredictable and everyone is just being played around by him.
But when Lin Weixia looked at this face, she had to admit that she would be even more moved if she met him again. Her emotions were aroused by his casual glance and she hesitated repeatedly.
He is the perfect example of what the book says—
"A dangerous spade-level character, who is even more dangerous after shuffling the cards once and drawing them again."
Lin Weixia looked at him and asked, "Is that your girlfriend outside?"
"No." Ban Sheng frowned.
Lin Weixia was probably too drunk. Her brain worked for a second, and she looked at that face. Without thinking, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him uncontrollably.
Lin Weixia had never been kissed before, so her kissing skills were clumsy. She touched the other's lips lightly, then held them in her mouth. Her tongue tip tentatively swept in and was held by the lips and teeth.
He didn't respond, just stood there in a rude manner, his neck slightly hunched as if to accommodate her.
Let her kiss me however she wants.
Just don't respond.
She looked like a child eager to get candy.
The hand that was tightly grabbing the boy's collar loosened a little, and the wrinkled clothes slowly smoothed out invisibly. At the same time, Lin Weixia sobered up a little, feeling aggrieved and frustrated. A tingling pain came, and she was about to evacuate.
An extremely oppressive figure pressed down, and Ban Sheng raised his hand to pinch her chin. His hand was cold after just touching the wine glass, and the moment it touched her, Lin Weixia shivered with cold.
His lips pressed down, their soft lips touched, licking away the layer of icy mist on her lips, and then he went deep, attacking her in a twisting and turning manner.
Lin Weixia was completely controlled by him. She leaned against the wall, her fingers unconsciously touching the switch on the wall. The light flickered and fell into a pair of dark eyes.
His face moved down, his hot breath sprayed on her neck, and his lips gently touched her neck, which was so itchy that Lin Weixia subconsciously dodged.
The next second, he came forward and bit down hard with his teeth. Lin Weixia groaned and burst into tears in pain. A row of bright red teeth marks immediately appeared on her snow-white neck.
shocking.
…
Ten minutes later, the two went out one after the other.
Ban Sheng went out first and waited for a long time. Lin Weixia tidied up her messed-up clothes before going out. When she opened the door, she saw that he had sat back on the sofa, with his elbows on his thighs, holding a wine glass in one hand, listening to others talking and occasionally tugging at his lips as a response.
Lin Weixia's face always showed calmness. She pretended nothing had happened and sat back in her seat. This time, Ban Sheng sat opposite her. Although they did not make eye contact, she felt a little embarrassed for some reason.
"Hey, class leader, stop rolling the dice. Why are your lips so red? Lipstick marks?!" A boy on the opposite side exclaimed in surprise.
The originally noisy atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Ban Sheng. If they hadn't looked, they wouldn't have known it, and they found that it really looked like a lipstick mark.
There were two obvious scratches from fingernails on Ban Shengleng's white neck. The most important thing was that his lips were not only red, but also unevenly red, with one mark on the left and one on the right. This must have been caused by someone sucking on him.
Ban Sheng has a bad look to begin with, and with this, he really looks like the playboy that people say he is.
Everyone stared at Ban Sheng, waiting for him to give an explanation. Lin Weixia sat there, already feeling some speculative eyes on her.
Lin Weixia couldn't help feeling a little nervous. She picked up the milk on the table and wanted to take a sip to relieve her dry throat.
As soon as I picked it up, I felt something was wrong and put it back on the table.
She was rather shy and didn't want to discuss this too much in front of everyone. But the kiss just now, which was full of passion and smell of rum, was still there.
Will Ban Sheng recognize it
The air was silent, and everyone was waiting for Ban Sheng's answer, including several girls who had a crush on him. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Lin Weixia felt Ban Sheng's gaze slowly falling on her face for half a minute, and the blood vessels in her skin began to flow faster and then became hot.
Then he slowly withdrew his gaze, picked up a strawberry from the fruit bowl in front of him, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, his cheeks rosy.
The strawberry juice on the lips added a touch of bright red, adding a sense of desire to this cold face, making people want to kiss it.
"I just ate strawberries." Ban Sheng leaned over, took out a tissue, and calmly wiped off the lipstick on his lips.
As soon as he finished speaking, playing cards rained down on Ban Sheng, and they all laughed and cursed:
"Come on, my mouth doesn't change color when I eat strawberries!"
"What kind of strawberry has this effect? It can't be a strawberry-colored lipstick."
"How can this be possible? I will start selling strawberries wholesale tomorrow!"
Shi Li, who had just finished a phone call outside, missed the wonderful scene. He pushed the door open and only heard the tail end of it. He smiled and asked, "What strawberry?"
"Yes, there is." Someone answered her amidst the booing laughter.
After this episode, the group of people started chatting again. Ban Sheng raised his hand and touched his trouser pocket. Lin Weixia saw what he was looking for and reminded him:
"Could it be in that small box just now?"
Ban Sheng raised his eyelids and looked at the locked door not far away, and whispered: "It should be."
After saying that, he stood up, left the sofa and walked over there. After a while, Lin Weixia, who was sitting on the sofa, saw Shi Li also stood up and followed over.
Then, a door slowly closed under the brown pupils.
Lin Weixia didn't say anything and just sat there without moving.
Not long after, Ban Sheng opened the door and walked out, while Shi Li returned to the sofa. She looked in a good mood and a little excited.
"Let me tell you, I know what Ban Sheng's tattoo is!" Shi Li said mysteriously.
"Did Bansheng show you her tattoo?" asked the companion.
Shi Li whispered, "Yes, he was looking for his wallet in the box at the time, and I followed him in, and then asked him if he could see your tattoo, and he laughed softly."
"Then what did he say?" Shi Li's companions kept urging him to continue.
This person is worthy of being an artistic creator. With just a few sentences, he creates an imaginative picture and whets people's appetite.
Lin Weixia poured herself a glass of ice water and took a sip. The coolness of the water made her dizzy head begin to wake up. The ice water went down her throat and went all the way to her heart, feeling cool all the way.
Shi Li touched her nose a little embarrassedly. She deliberately glanced at Lin Weixia who was sitting opposite her and continued:
“He said yes, and then I saw it.”
"What is that? Tell me."
"Go ask him yourself." Shi Li kept it a secret. She didn't want to tell anyone else.
The companion immediately pretended to be angry, tickled Shi Li, and said, "Little guy, I can't cure you, but I have plenty of ways."
At this moment, I don't know who turned off the brightest light in the room. Without the previous noise, the environment became darker, which in turn magnified people's excitement.
Qiu Minghua held a piece of crushed ice in his mouth, which he got from somewhere, and held cards in each hand. He said, "Friends, how about playing a game - 789, truth or dare for the loser."
"789 again. I have a phobia for the number 9. Can you change it to something else?"
"I'm really going to drink myself to death."
The rules of the game are very simple. Each person takes turns to throw the dice. The person who throws a 7 can designate a person to drink at will. The person who throws an 8 can decide how much the person to drink at will. The person who throws a 9 is the unlucky person to be punished.
The person being punished can also refuse to drink and choose to play Truth or Dare.
At this time, Ban Sheng had just come back from a phone call. He sat back in his original seat, opposite Lin Weixia, only one table away from her.
Shi Li and her companion exchanged glances, and they huddled together, talking about something.
Lin Weixia didn't even need to guess, the central figure of the topic must be Ban Sheng.
Qiu Minghua was distributing wine glasses to the people participating in the game. He felt a little dizzy when there were so many people, so he placed a square-mouthed glass in front of Weixia.
Qiu Minghua paused, remembered something, picked up the wine glass, and said, "No, you can't play."
A snow-white hand stopped the glass. Lin Weixia placed her hand on the rim of the glass and met the dark eyes on the other side. She looked back at him:
"I want to play."
The game officially begins with the clanging sound of a spoon hitting a glass.
Shi Li was the first one to roll the dice, and she happened to get 7, so she pointed a finger at Ban Sheng without daring to look at him.
A crowd of people were making noises here and there, their eyes flickering between the two people.
"Goddess Shi, you are willing to let Mr. Ban drink. I don't understand you women anymore."
"You straight guy, you know nothing. I just want to hear the truth."
Someone asked for numbers other than 7, 8, and 9. When it was Qiu Minghua's turn, he shook an 8 and pointed to the glass on the table: "Five mixed cups."
It is easiest to get drunk if you drink mixed liquor. Ban Sheng raised his thin eyelids and glanced at Qiu Minghua. After receiving the information, the latter realized that it was Shi Li who designated him, Ban Ye, to drink
But the words had been spoken and could not be changed. Qiu Minghua could only curse himself for being a fool.
When it was Ban Sheng's turn to throw the dice, he grabbed the dice cup and shook it casually.
The black dice cup was opened, and everyone looked over with bated breath. The number displayed was 9.
"Huh!" someone screamed in a joking manner.
Shi Li's companion crossed his arms and began to speak: "Are we going to drink or play truth or dare, Mr. Ban."
"Big adventure." Ben Sheng said without hesitation.
Shi Li's companion smiled and held his chin up: "Xiao Li gave me this opportunity. To be honest, Ban Sheng, I'm quite curious about what the tattoo on your collarbone is? Show us."
Someone whistled. Qiu Minghua scratched his head and said, "I want to see it, too."
In fact, no one present knew what Ban Sheng’s tattoo was. He usually wore a windbreaker with the zipper covering his collarbone so only half of the pattern could be seen, or he wore a black sweatshirt so nothing could be seen at all.
I'm curious about what tattoo he has.
Ban Sheng snorted and laughed, raised his hand, grabbed the zipper cord and pulled it down. Everyone looked over, the light was dim, but they could still see clearly what it was.
Lin Weixia also looked over.
A black swallowtail butterfly was crawling in the cold white clavicle. The butterfly body was a dark black and red color. The butterfly tail seemed to be connected to something and extended downwards to the middle of the human body, but nothing could be seen if one looked further down.
The swallowtail butterfly pattern is very beautiful and seems to be naturally embedded in his body.
Gives people a sense of fate.
He has a butterfly tattooed on his body.
My heart trembled.
"Wow, it's a swallowtail butterfly."
Someone kept exclaiming in her ear: "What a beautiful butterfly!"