The violent storm roared all night long, with lightning and thunder without a break. The bluestone road outside the window was covered with branches and leaves. When the first ray of morning light rose from the east, it illuminated the clear blue sky without a single cloud, making it seem like a paradise on earth.
The room was also in a mess, with clothes scattered all over the floor, pants, skirts, and pure white underwear, all of which made people wonder what kind of fierce battle had taken place here. Wen Liang opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the beautiful woman sleeping beside him. Her long black hair was scattered on the pillow, and her tightly closed eyes were rolling irregularly. I don’t know what kind of beautiful dream she was having. Her delicate face was like the most beautiful meticulous painting, which reminded people of the kind of porcelain from the Chai Kiln that had never been seen in the world as described in the poem:
After the rain, the sky turns blue and the clouds break, and this color will be the future!
Perhaps feeling the sunlight outside, Ye Yuting's delicate and weak body turned inward, and her slender jade hand just touched Wenliang's legs. As a young man full of blood, the word "morning erection" is not enough to describe its hugeness and hardness. Isn't there a joke that says that when you are young, you always have trouble sleeping because it takes a night for it to soften. When you are older, you still have trouble sleeping because it takes a night for it to harden.
We only know how to cherish many things after we lose them. Unfortunately, by the time we know how to cherish them, it is already too late.
Ye Yuting was still half asleep, not knowing what she had touched. She pinched it out of curiosity, and felt its burning and hideousness. She suddenly froze, as if her acupuncture points had been pressed. It was not right to avoid it, nor was it right not to avoid it. Although she had the closest relationship with Wen Liang, it took time to adapt. At least now she could not be so calm.
Wen Liang sneered, arched his back mischievously, gently pushed against her delicate and soft palm, leaned over to touch her earlobe, blew a breath, and said, "Yuting, Yuting!"
Ye Yuting let out a faint moan, her beautiful eyes opened a slit, and were pierced by the sunlight. She took the opportunity to raise her hand to cover her forehead and asked, "What time is it?"
Wen Liang took the phone and looked at it, saying, "It's almost eight o'clock, what's going on?"
"Ah?" Ye Yuting sat up with a startle. The dull pain from below made her frown slightly. The thin silk quilt slipped from her chest, as if the curtain of a stage play had just been drawn, and all the wonderful scenes were presented inch by inch in the air.
"It's late for class. I've never been late before..."
Wen Liang was amused and confused. He was indeed a good teacher who loved his job and was dedicated to his work. At this moment, the first thing he thought of was that he was going to be late for class. He said, "Don't go to school today. How about I ask for leave for you?"
"Who wants your help?" Ye Yuting glanced at him with a hint of anger and joy. Wen Liang's heart skipped a beat at her shyness and charm as a woman for the first time. "I have to go to school today!"
Wen Liang put his hands behind his head and lowered his gaze to her chest. Two bamboo shoot-like breasts stood out. A smile spread from the corners of his lips. He said, "If you don't put on your clothes, you can't go anywhere today."
Ye Yuting then noticed that her private parts were exposed. She cried out and hid back in the quilt, covering her head. After a moment, she stretched out a hand and said, "Lian, give me your underwear..."
"Who said they didn't want my help?"
Wen Liang was about to tease her when he was lightly kicked in the thigh. Knowing that Ye Yuting was tender-faced, he stopped teasing her, picked up her underwear from the floor and put it on the bedside, saying, "I'm going to the bathroom first."
When Wen Liang came out of the bathroom, Ye Yuting was already dressed and sitting on the bed, staring blankly at the bright red blossom on the bed sheet. Wen Liang hugged her from behind, looking for those two tempting red lips, and Ye Yuting turned her face to cooperate and tactfully responded.
After a long time, their lips parted, their cheeks pressed together, their ears rubbing against each other, with indescribable tenderness and sweetness. Ye Yuting's eyes were filled with long-lost happiness, but besides happiness, there were still many things and problems that needed to be solved.
"Liang, can you promise me one thing?"
"What?"
"Don't tell Yuxi about our plans in advance, okay?"
Wen Liang held her hand and said, "Don't worry, just let me take care of it!"
"No, promise me, just give me some time, and give her some time. When I find the right opportunity, I will tell her in person..."
Wen Liang was silent for a moment, then he held her in his arms, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, but don't think too much, there will always be a way!"
Ye Yuting nodded and snuggled in his gentle arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, but her eyes were looking at the bed sheets that witnessed the traces of love and madness, and gradually she seemed to become crazy.
After washing up, Ye Yuting folded the bed sheet neatly and put it in her bag. Wen Liang pretended not to see it, so that she wouldn't get angry and twist her ears. On the way to school, Wen Liang asked the question in his mind. Ye Yuting was so proactive last night, which was actually beyond his expectation. Ye Yuting whispered that the two-month long journey had greatly changed her mental journey and finally confirmed her feelings. The only thing that could not be confirmed was whether Wen Liang felt the same way about her, and this question was fortunately answered last night. This answer made her ecstatic, and it also made her put aside all her worries and muster up the courage to give herself completely to Wen Liang.
"What about you? Why did you suddenly say something like that last night? That's not like you at all."
Wen Liang seemed to be playful and outgoing, but in fact he was very reserved in his feelings and rarely revealed his inner thoughts. The woman he saw at Qin Xuanlin's birthday banquet appeared in his mind again. His eyes became deep and distant, and he said: "Yesterday I attended a banquet and met someone I never thought I would meet. Because of this person, I was greatly shocked..."
Rebirth is an extremely absurd thing. When you start your life over again, the possible and the impossible will suddenly appear in front of you in some unexpected place or scene. At this time, you can't help but think about some questions that may make God laugh, such as where do you come from, where are you going, who am I, who am I, and so on. There is no standard answer.
The warmth and forgiveness at this moment is more fragile than anyone can imagine!
But compared with these vague questions, liking and being liked, loving and being loved, can be clearly perceived. So when the awe of things that cannot be understood turned into the desire to talk, I expressed my heartfelt feelings last night.
In other words, if it weren't for Wen Liang's experience during the day, he might not have expressed his feelings for Ye Yuting so directly. If it weren't for Ye Yuting's long journey that tempered her body and mind, he might not have had the courage to transcend the rules and regulations of the world.
From cause to effect, this may seem like an accident, but when fate brings us together, it is actually a destined combination! (To be continued)