If You Don’t Go To Hell, Who Will?

Chapter 35: Warm winter nights…

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I'm secretly kissing Zhong Yuan, and I'm about to kiss him.

However, at this moment, suddenly a group of yellow things fell on the back of my hand, followed by a sharp pain on the back of my hand!

I let out a strange cry of "Aw", jumped up from the ground, and shook my hands vigorously. Zhong Yuan was woken up by me, stood up quickly, and asked me anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

"I don't know." My voice was almost crying. I couldn't get rid of the thing in my hand no matter how I shook it, so I simply stopped to look carefully at what it was. When I saw it clearly, my scalp felt numb instantly.

I know I'm unlucky, but I didn't know I could be so unlucky. At this time, two black and yellow wasps landed on the back of my hand. They seemed to be fighting, and one of them viciously stabbed the stinger into the back of my hand and was slowly pulling it out... The tingling sensation stimulated my nerves even more. I almost collapsed when I saw those two terrifying bugs.

Zhong Yuan suddenly grabbed my hand, bent his fingers and flicked it hard, the two little things were bounced out, before they had time to land, they flew up slowly, farther and farther away.

I stared at the slowly becoming red and swollen area on the back of my hand, and I felt more and more intense pain.

Suddenly, the hot and sharp pain was covered by a cool moist feeling... Zhong Yuan was lowering his head at this moment, carefully sucking the back of my hand. His lips softly covered around my wound, sucking my wound seriously, from shallow to deep, from light to heavy, with the tip of his tongue touching the wound from time to time. The back of my hand spread to my whole body, and my tense nerves also relaxed.

I have never discovered that a simple sucking action can have so many effects. It can make me forget the pain, forget the fear, and even forget the whole world... except for that soft mouth that seems to have a little magic power.

I stared at Zhong Yuan's slightly frowning brows, feeling a little blocked in my heart, and I didn't know where the impulse came from, so I pulled my hand back abruptly. During this time, the back of his hand accidentally touched Zhong Yuan's teeth, causing a dull pain.

Zhong Yuan didn't wait for my hand to be completely withdrawn, he grabbed my hand again, looked up at me, "Does it hurt?"

I shook my head, but there was a soft pain in my heart.

"You have to endure the pain." Zhong Yuan said, lowering his head again as if to continue sucking my wound.

I opened my mouth to speak, but suddenly my eyes became hot, and some **** slipped out of the eye sockets, burning hot, sliding across my cheeks, and my face became hot as well.

Zhong Yuan smiled slightly, but his brows were still frowning. He put down my hand, rubbed my head gently instead, and said, "Does it hurt that much?"

I wiped my tears indiscriminately and continued to shake my head.

Zhong Yuan also seemed to notice that I was a little strange, looked into my eyes carefully, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

When he asked this question, I cried even more happily.

What's wrong with me? I like you, but I dare not tell you...

Seeing that I kept crying and not speaking, Zhong Yuan finally shook his head helplessly. He grabbed the wrist of my injured hand and said, "Let's go, the owner of the garden should have medicine."

I finally know what it's like to love someone. You want him to know, but you are afraid that he will know, that he will reject you after knowing, and that you will not even be able to maintain the current distance. You want to forget him, but you can't take your eyes off him all the time. You want to pursue him, but when you see him rejecting those girls who took the initiative to post, you are completely powerless. Is this feeling tormented? But you are obviously very tortured, but you are extremely happy, feeling that your heart is full all day long...

I think I've gone crazy.

Zhong Yuan and I got along tepidly for more than a month. During this period, the filming of his rivalry with Su Yan was successfully completed, and most of my scenes with him were also filmed. Su Yan also showed his affection to me many times, but because my soul was held by Zhong Yuan, I didn't have much mind to pay attention to him.

Sometimes, Zhong Yuan would look indifferently at the back of a girl who was pursuing him, and ask me, "How about this?"

Most of the time I curl my lips and reply, "Not as good as me."

At this time, Zhong Yuan would look me up, down, left, and right, and then say, "It's really not as good as you."

Regardless of whether he is telling the truth or just being polite, I will be very happy at this time anyway, at least... he actually cares about me, right

Sometimes I fantasize that Zhong Yuan actually likes me. But I can't convince myself why he likes me instead of a certain talented girl from a school or a flamboyant rich second-generation daughter.

The days passed so slowly, and it was early winter in a blink of an eye. It was only mid-December, and it was snowing lightly, which was strangely cold.

In the evening, Zhong Yuan and I finished our evening self-study and rode our bicycles creaking all the way home. Facts have proved that not only people can't judge by appearance, but also cars. My tattered bicycle, which should have been scrapped a long time ago, is still working tenaciously under the joint oppression of me and Zhong Yuan, which requires a strong spirit.

I sat on the back seat of the bicycle, holding my bag with one hand, and clutching Zhong Yuan's clothes with the other. Under the street lamp, Zhong Yuan's back was glowing with an orange-yellow halo, which was very warm and made people feel an urge to lean on it.

I retracted my thoughts in embarrassment, and looked up at the snowflakes flying in the sky. Under the black sky, the white and small snowflakes are like shooting stars, sliding down quietly, which is very beautiful.

On the road, I met a man and a woman who were suspected of being a couple. The man slapped the woman and walked away. The woman stood there stupidly, just crying without making a sound.

I suddenly felt that I was actually quite happy. At least Zhong Yuan and I are in a harmonious state, and he has no plans to leave for the time being.

Just thinking about it, the bicycle suddenly stopped. I couldn't stabilize due to inertia, and hit Zhong Yuan's back directly. Uh, this is the back I've been thinking about for a long time...

I coughed awkwardly and asked, "What's wrong?"

The person in front turned around and smiled at me, "Wu Mu, can I have a cup of milk tea?"

I jumped out of the car, ran to the door of the milk tea shop on the side of the road, searched all my pockets, and only found five yuan. So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and buy a cup, and ordered two straws from the store owner.

Zhong Yuan seldom asks me to buy him something, and it’s so difficult that this once in a while... What a shame.

At this time, Zhong Yuan had already stepped off his bicycle and was looking at me while leaning on the bicycle. I held the milk tea and handed it to him. He supported the bicycle with both hands, and instead of picking it up, he leaned over his body, lowered his head and sucked it on the straw twice, and then straightened up.

I held the milk tea and retracted my arm, the scalding heat seemed to be transmitted to my face through my arm.

"Not bad," Zhong Yuan said, and tapped my head rewardingly with one free hand, "Well, let's go."

So the two walked side by side on the road, Zhong Yuan was pushing the bicycle, I was holding the milk tea, and after a while I brought the milk tea in front of him, he took a few sips unceremoniously, and I withdrew my arms again. Then I drink through another straw. This feeling is indescribably strange, but my heart is very comfortable by the temperature of the milk tea.

However... uh...

I looked at Zhong Yuan's faint expression, felt embarrassed, and said, "Zhong Yuan, that straw is mine."

"Well," Zhong Yuan let go of the straw in his mouth, and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, "Really."

My face started to burn again, so I lowered my head and hummed like a mosquito, not daring to look at Zhong Yuan.

"Wood," Zhong Yuan suddenly stopped, "Do you know which scene we are going to shoot tomorrow?"

I nodded, but my face burned even more.

By the way, tomorrow I will have a kiss scene with Zhong Yuan...