When the candle burned out, there was no light in the apartment.
In the darkness, Yu Siqing told him to take off his wet clothes to avoid catching a cold. The two spoke calmly. He Yunjian unbuttoned his shirt first, then silently took it off and placed it on the edge of the sofa. He also took off his pants, leaving him in only dark blue boxer briefs.
Fortunately, there was no thunder outside, and no bright light came in.
Yu Siqing's fingers groped for the thin blanket on the sofa, handed it over, and accidentally touched the man's cold finger knuckles. What happened next seemed out of control. He Yunjian whispered that he wanted to see the bruises on her arms, and took off her shirt.
At such a close distance, with his strong breath touching her skin, she subconsciously struggled for two seconds and then inexplicably gave up resisting.
Yu Siqing's mind was in a mess. She kept sliding down while lying on the sofa. She had to raise her hands to hug the man's muscular back tightly, her nails digging lightly into his body. From the living room to the master bedroom, her heart was beating violently and heavily, as if it was going to take away her fragile life.
Later, she lay quietly in the soft bedding, with him pressing on her waist.
Beside my ears, there was a slightly suppressed breathing sound, mixed with a whisper: "Siqing... He Yunjian in New York is dead, can you give the current He Yunjian a chance to start over?"
The tears that Yu Siqing had been holding back in the corners of her eyes began to fall silently from this sentence.
She was not like a chaste woman who refused to let him touch her hair. They had had actual relations before they moved into the He family.
In this regard, Yu Siqing, as an adult and healthy woman, takes it lightly. Even if she is intimate with him now, it doesn't mean anything.
After a long silence.
He Yunjian continued to kiss her in the dark. He had stopped taking medication since the treatment, and the sequelae of his splitting headaches had also been alleviated. Tonight was the first time he had such severe emotional turmoil, and he could only rely on her body temperature to ease it.
The heat from his breath fell on her earlobe and passed over her cheek: "Siqing, it doesn't matter if you don't want to love me. There are still decades left, and I will prove it to you..."
He didn't say what he was proving, and the hot flashes between the man and the woman started again.
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The light didn't come on for a long time. Yu Siqing's eyelashes were slightly closed, and her slender legs were curled up in the quilt, as if she was tired and fell asleep.
In the bathroom, He Yunjian finished his shower with the help of the light from his cell phone and walked out without even wrapping himself in a bath towel. He opened the medicine box, checked the bruises on her body, and used his slender fingers instead of a cotton swab to patiently apply the medicine on her skin.
After a while, Yu Siqing spoke up: "Is playing the victim a natural skill for men in the He family?"
He Yunjian paused for a moment, then calmly covered her with a blanket: "Why are you angry?"
Yu Siqing was finally clear-headed now, and it was not easy to deceive her: "You went out in the rain to buy medicine for me, and you didn't forget to buy yourself a box of condoms."
He Yunjian didn't care when he saw that she had seen through his trick. After all, he hadn't tricked her yet. He put the potion on the bedside table, held her in his arms through the quilt, and said in a low, hoarse voice with a hint of laziness: "Siqing, you can't fool me. Your body obviously longs for me. Isn't it good to have me here? When you need me in this regard, I'll be there at your beck and call."
Yu Siqing spoke tactfully, not wanting to provoke his finally normal emotions, so she opened her dark and gentle eyes: "So, do you define yourself as my long-term bed partner? Or just an occasional sex partner?"
"Long term... You can see that I'm actively walking the dog and kids every day recently, so you know I'm here for the long term."
He Yunjian's bony fingers gently stroked her collarbone, leaving a lingering scent of medicine. He understood Yu Siqing's character better than anyone else and knew how to use both soft and hard tactics to control her.
Obviously, compared to asking for reconciliation, the small request of a long-term bed partner did not make Yu Siqing feel strongly resisted.
"I just like your face... and your figure."
The apartment doorbell was ringing. It was late at night and the power was out, so the only people knocking on the door were from next door.
Yu Siqing found a thick and loose bathrobe and wrapped herself in it. She did not let He Yunjian show his face. Instead, she asked him to go to the bathroom and ran to open the door barefoot.
As expected, He Suichen and Gu Qingwu came back from their time together. Seeing that their phone was out of power and they couldn't get through to He Yunjian, they had no choice but to come here to ask where Xiaoli'er was.
"Maybe he's sleeping upstairs. Fanfan hasn't been sent down yet."
Yu Siqing stood at the door without inviting the two to come in, her voice a little hoarse.
Fortunately, it did not attract attention. Gu Qingwu said, "Brother, you are not going to walk the dog during a thunderstorm, right?"
He Sui Chen then responded in a calm tone: "It's possible."
"You will be struck by lightning..."
"Call a locksmith. If the child is asleep, he should be in the upstairs apartment."
The couple walked away while chatting. Yu Siqing was still standing there. Soon she shook her shoulders. He Yunjian hugged her silently from behind. Their figures were hidden in the darkness. His voice was very low: "Sleep in my apartment tonight, ok?"
Yu Siqing noticed that his temperature was high, and even though he was not wearing any clothes, it was still hot through her bathrobe. She did not dare to move: "I live in my own apartment, He Yunjian... don't push your luck."
She was simply dizzy tonight, blinded by his wet and disheveled appearance, which gave him the opportunity to take advantage of her.
But that doesn't mean she will let He Yunjian do whatever he wants. After reminding him, Yu Siqing turned around and pushed him to put on his clothes: "Your brother is going to find a locksmith to pry open the door, why don't you go back?"
He Yun lowered his thin face slightly, as if he was trying to gain sympathy by playing the victim. The next second, he smiled.
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Before the locksmith that He Sui Chen called arrived, the power in the apartment was finally restored, and He Yunjian also walked up from the stairs. He was soaked, his shirt and pants were wet, and his coat was lightly draped over his arms.
Seeing this, Gu Qingwu said in a slightly surprised tone: "Brother, did you just come back from a walk?"
"I didn't bring an umbrella when I went out, and I kept looking for a place to hide from the rain."
He Yunjian brushed it off lightly, opened the door first, raised his hand to turn the light back on, and the snow-white light instantly illuminated every corner. In the apartment, one could see the end. The door to the master bedroom was open, and the big bed could be seen when one went in.
At this moment, Yu Jiafan and Xiao Li'er had already woken up and were curled up in the quilt with the puppy, with only their heads exposed.
His face looked clean, and he didn't look like he had been crying, but he was quite brave.
When Xiaolier saw He Suichen coming, he asked in a silly voice, "Are you daddy?"
He Suichen smiled faintly: "I am your uncle."
Little Li'er whimpered, climbed out of the quilt with both hands and feet, and threw himself on his chest: "Brother said that there are demons and ghosts who will disguise themselves as Dad and trick me away... So, don't cry, be good."
She only speaks without taking a breath when she is in a hurry. She is usually slow-tempered and feels tired even if she says one more word.
Gu Qingwu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when she heard this. She had never expected that Yu Jiafan would coax his little sister in this way.
Yu Jiafan was accustomed to such thunderstorms. He had experienced them many times when he was accompanying the unconscious He Yunjian in the sanatorium.
Seeing that the adults had returned, he followed his uncle downstairs without making any noise. Before leaving, he said goodbye to the puppy first, then stood on tiptoe to greet Yunjian: "Good night, my Sleeping Beauty daddy."
The little incident during the thunderstorm did not affect the lives of the two families.
These seemingly ordinary days are, however, a bit exciting for Yu Siqing.
When she got up early and opened the door, she would occasionally find the breakfast and flowers that He Yunjian bought when he went jogging or walking the dog, placed in front of the door of the apartment.
Yu Siqing didn't know if He Suichen next door would see her when he went to work. If it happened too often, she would tactfully remind He Yunjian: "I don't like soy milk, and I don't need roses."
After hearing this, He Yunjian would stay quiet for a few days, and then send her some rice porridge with side dishes that he had cooked himself and a delicate and fragile gardenia.
At noon, he would pick up the children upstairs as usual. I don't know when it started, Yu Siqing would be tricked upstairs by him with various excuses. When Yu Jiafan was writing seriously in the living room, Yu Siqing was locked in the bathroom by him. After a long time, she buttoned her skirt with trembling fingers and tried to calm down and come out.
At night, Yu Siqing would no longer be entangled with He Yunjian. She knew the difference very well. Especially when He Suichen and Gu Qingwu were present next door, her body would automatically move away from this man and they didn't even make eye contact.
He Yunjian didn't say anything, but he cooperated when outsiders were present. When there was no one around, he punished her severely.
Yu Siqing didn't know what the situation would turn into if this continued, but keeping the relationship secret could provide a layer of psychological protection for her uneasy heart, as if if she fell out with He Yunjian again one day, she could just say she was leaving and get away with it.
He Yunjian didn't mind maintaining this abnormal relationship. Apart from helping each other solve their physical needs, Yu Siqing would not talk to him about anything.
She knew it clearly, she was taking advantage of him as a bed partner for free, and if it was another woman, she might even give him some reward.
He could not get any emotional response from Yu Siqing.
Time passed quickly, and Gu Qingwu started taking on commercial activities after the holiday. Before she accepted the role and joined the crew, she still lived in this apartment, so she hired a full-time nanny to take care of Xiaolier.
Xiao Li'er doesn't like a nanny. She likes to run to Yu Siqing's apartment and wait for Yu Jiafan to come home from school to play.
As time went by, it became that Yu Siqing came to take care of Xiaoli'er during the day, and the one upstairs often put the puppy down to attract Xiaoli'er's curiosity in order to lure her upstairs...
That day, the cute barking of the puppy was heard outside the apartment door again.
Little Li was lying on the sofa drawing. When he heard the noise, his ears perked up and he blinked: "Auntie... there's a dog."
Yu Siqing was sitting next to him reading a book. The sunlight shone in through the French windows, and the faint halo made her fingertips glow slightly. After a while, she turned a page and said calmly, "Didn't Xiaoli'er want to draw a rabbit for her brother? Now she has to go play with the dog, so she doesn't have time to draw."
Little Li'er's curiosity was extinguished in an instant, and he continued to doodle hard, grunting and busying about.
Now, it was useless for the little puppy outside the apartment door to scream at the top of his lungs.
About ten minutes passed.
He Yunjian personally came downstairs and knocked on the door. Standing outside, he said that he had cooked a pot of his own original dish and wanted to invite Xiao Lier to taste it.
Yu Siqing put the book on her knees and thought, what a dear uncle, he used his brother's daughter as an excuse very well.
The author has something to say: Good night.
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