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Just like our wedding anniversary many years ago, I cooked a large table of dishes.
I started working on it in the afternoon and didn't finish until the sun set and the moon rose in the evening.
Zhuo Yang went into the kitchen but was driven out by me. Later, he just held the cup of water and watched me busy. We rarely had such peaceful time together before, but now I think it’s not bad.
"Did you prepare for so long in the past?" When the last dish of taro duck was served, Zhuo Yang came closer, his big dark eyes filled with deep reluctance.
In fact, what happened in the past is in the past, and it does feel a little sad to talk about it now.
However, I think today should be a happy day. Now that we have decided to make up for the regrets of both parties, let the previous sadness and pain disappear.
"It's time to eat." I tapped his chest and motioned for him to get the dishes and chopsticks.
Maybe because we had been hungry for a long time, Zhuoyang and I both had good appetites that evening.
However, I also knew that Zhuoyang’s stomach couldn’t handle too much. Seeing him eating non-stop and not letting go of my chopsticks, I simply took away his chopsticks.
"Don't eat if you can't finish it... your stomach is not in good condition."
Zhuo Yang's eyes flickered, and he seemed to say, "Maybe there won't be another chance in the future."
He was determined to eat all the food, but I was more determined than him.
"Don't bully your stomach like this." I pulled his hand away, "Come on, take a walk with me."
The moon sets over the bay, and the sea sparkles.
The two of us walked along the beach and finally sat down on the beach, feeling a little tired.
"I haven't felt so full in a long time..."
I sighed contentedly, stroking my bulging belly, "How about you... Is your stomach okay..."
I remember Zhuo Yang's fragile stomach. If it gets spoiled by the delicious food tonight, it would be a big trouble.
“Mm, it’s delicious.”
Zhuo Yang sat down next to me, and while I was staring at the sea in a daze, he slowly reached over with his big hand and gently pressed my stomach.
I was startled and instinctively wanted to hide, but Zhuo Yang grabbed my hand.
"Aren't you feeling sick in the stomach?"
Zhuo Yang's hands are big, but his strength is very soft.
"I heard that rubbing your stomach after a meal will make you grow a belly." I felt a little depressed. I lost a lot of weight during the divorce period and finally got the slim waist I always wanted. But after being nurtured by Zhuo Yang for some time, it seems that I have a big belly again.
"You've had a little belly for a long time..." Zhuo Yang didn't care and pinched the fat on my belly.
"You're annoying." Do you know how to talk to someone in a funny way? I sat up and glared at Zhuo Yang, but his big hand stayed on my stomach, warm and burning, and I couldn't bear to leave.
Ever since I fell into the water, I have suffered from irregular menstruation, dysmenorrhea, and uterine cold.
When I first went for a check-up, the doctor told me that it would be difficult for me to get pregnant. In the first few years of our marriage, my relationship with Zhuo Yang deteriorated, and he basically didn't care about my life or death. But every time he saw me rolling on the ground in pain from dysmenorrhea and the painkillers had no effect, he would help me rub my belly no matter how busy he was.
Actually, I think it doesn't really work...
My stomach still hurts...
But I loved this man very much at that time. Although his face was full of impatience, his actions were extremely gentle. Such comfort always made me feel that no matter how painful or hard it was, it was worth it.
Later, I don’t know when Zhuoyang started taking me to see a doctor and prescribed a lot of Chinese medicine for me.
I still took it at first, but later Zhuoyang came home later and later, and the smell of perfume on his body became stronger and stronger. I got angry with him, so I stopped taking the medicine.
"Hehe..." I don't know why, but when I thought about the past, I suddenly laughed out loud, "Zhuo Yang, do you still remember that time when you tricked me into taking medicine?"
"I remember." Zhuo Yang nodded, with a slight smile on his face, "But I didn't lie to you, it was you who lied to me. Every time you poured the medicine into the flower bed on the balcony... all the flowers died..."
"All medicines are poisonous. Besides, they are very bitter..." Thinking of how I felt like I was facing a great enemy every time I took medicine, I still sigh when I recall it now.
"By the way... are you still in pain? If you are, continue to take the medicine..."
I shook my head, "Much better... I don't want to take medicine anymore. Compared with dysmenorrhea, I think taking medicine is more painful."
"You are still as willful as ever."
However, even as Zhuo Yang said this, he did not stop his actions.
I leaned on his knees, pressed against his belly, and rubbed it, imitating his movements.
"By the way, was I very stubborn in the past? I always made trouble for you when you were the busiest."
Zhuo Yang paused while rubbing his belly, and then he laughed after a while, "You know it yourself..."
"I'm sorry... I just wanted you to look back at me..." I didn't expect that my action itself had already caused trouble to Zhuo Yang.
Now that I think about it, if I were Zhuo Yang, I would have dumped me long ago.
Zhuo Yang's movements were so gentle that I felt drowsy. Finally, I was really sleepy. I hugged his neck and said softly, "Can you carry me back to the room?"
"Are you sleepy?"
I nodded, "Yeah... I'm a little sleepy."
Zhuoyang's big hands were on my waist, his eyes looking straight ahead, and he didn't seem to notice me peeking at him in his arms.
When I was hugged in this warm embrace, I found that I was no longer sleepy, and I just hugged this man even tighter.
I think this is the last hug.
I will firmly remember this power and the warmth of this moment.
After returning to the room, I really couldn't sleep.
After rolling around in bed for a few rounds, I suddenly remembered the buy-one-get-one-free red wine we bought at the supermarket today.
People say that a glass of red wine before bed helps one sleep better, so I went to the kitchen and took out two bottles of red wine and also took two glasses.
Zhuo Yang had gone to take a shower. When he came out, I had already drunk several glasses of wine. When I saw him come out, I greeted him with a smile.
"How about it? Want a drink?"
I firmly believe that red wine will not make people drunk, especially since there should be no problem if we share two bottles.
Moreover, it seemed that after drinking, I became more talkative, and so did Zhuo Yang.
In the past seven years, we haven't talked so much or had such a good conversation, but that night we found that in some aspects, our views were so similar.
I even know that Zhuoyang's decision to start his own business was also related to me. Back then, I just accidentally said that people should live for themselves, and it changed Zhuoyang's entire life.
He gave up the path arranged by his family and worked hard to get to where he is now, all because of an irresponsible remark from me.
I always thought Zhuoyang was the calamity of my life, now think about it.
Am I not also his calamity
Perhaps this is what is called the inevitable doom.
Maybe I was too excited, I think I was drunk.
Zhuo Yang is not much better.
He actually has a very low alcohol tolerance, and he has forced himself to drink for social occasions over the years. However, in order to protect his stomach, I have not allowed him to drink during this period, and it seems that his alcohol tolerance has become even worse.
At this moment, he blushed and leaned on my shoulder with a smile. Although he was thirty years old, he laughed happily like a child.
I thought I was drunk, but I was sober and knew I wasn't.
I just wanted to use alcohol to get closer and get what I wanted.
So, when Zhuo Yang kissed me again, I didn't say no, but instead wrapped my hands around his neck in encouragement.
Who knows…
I was just drunk.
The half-awake and half-drunk man was holding a piece of tender beauty in his arms. No matter how rational he was, it all disappeared at this moment.
He stroked my face, smiled foolishly, then slowly moved down to kiss the tip of my nose and my lips.
Treated with care, like a treasure.
I almost gave up, I almost wanted to push this man away.
But in the end I didn’t. My eyes were sore, so I closed them and hugged the man on me.
I told myself that from now on, he would no longer exist.
Since I want it, why not indulge myself once
Maybe it was because of the alcohol, and the stimulation of long-suppressed sexual desire, Zhuo Yang was able to show his other side at first.
But soon, I found out I was wrong.
Perhaps I shouldn't have indulged him at all.
After he tasted me lightly at the beginning, for some reason, Zhuo Yang suddenly became crazy and almost violently tore off my shirt. The buttons fell to the ground, and my exposed breasts made me feel a little cold. I trembled and instinctively wanted to leave, but Zhuo Yang suddenly leaned over and stared at me.
He grabbed my two bouncing breasts and put them directly into his mouth. His movements were not gentle, but he bit them. I cried out in pain, but he bit even harder.
Under the stimulation of alcohol, I actually felt that this kind of brutal love became so sensitive. I gasped, as if I was excited and satisfied. At this time, Zhuo Yang had already pulled my pants and pinched my sensitive center.
I trembled and tried to step back but he held me tighter.
"Don't... don't do it so fast..."
However, his movements were too fast. Even though he only used his fingers to pry open the nest and didn't feel too much honey, he couldn't wait to thrust his body in.
Discomfort and pain made me feel very uneasy.
Zhuo Yang seemed to be unaware of anything. He thrust hard and kneaded me madly. Finally, he simply supported me with his good legs, pushed me down on the bed, and took control of me at will.
I should regret it. I have never seen Zhuo Yang like this before.
But maybe there is no future.
Or maybe it was because I had been alone for too long that I shed tears, but at the last moment I hugged him tightly.
"I love you."
Like a drifting ship, it can never reach the other side of the ocean.
I was drifting, my body and mind feeling out of place.
All I could hear was the surging waves at the beach, mixed with a deep "I love you" from time to time.
But I can't see it.
I thought it was a dream.