Jiang Chuyi knew.
This sorry is not an apology from Souya, but a warning of hidden danger.
The suppressed evil is distorting and the fanaticism is heating up.
Zong also hoped that he could hold back and not scare her again. Just like in the past ten years, he had been exercising his endurance all the time, practicing a practice called Jiang Chuyi, which had become a habit.
But Zong was more greedy and brave than many people in this world. When love came to him, the destruction and pain she caused him were enough to destroy everything in his personality, but he never feared or retreated.
Thinking of this, Zong Ye smiled happily.
So, he deserved it all tonight.
Forgetfulness is probably the biggest weakness of human beings. Jiang Chuyi has suffered before, but she still has unconditional trust in Zong Ye. Even trust is mixed with dependence. She can sense that they are different from normal couples. Other people's kisses and hugs are not like this, and they are not like this when doing such intimate things. It shouldn't be like this at all.
But Zong Ye hugged her and told her, Chu Yi, we are normal.
After repeated hesitation, Jiang Chuyi chose to believe him.
Perhaps, she also secretly liked this irrational, uncontrollable, and unsafe crazy possession and control, and was willing to burn with him. Only in this way, the empty and unclosed gap in her heart seemed to be completely filled.
The only black in the room was like an island, isolating them from this city and this world, completely free from the shackles of morality.
Waves of dizzy white light flashed after wave, like soda before opening a bottle, which was shaken continuously and pressurized repeatedly with strong force. The boiling bubbles were accumulating energy, and after accumulating to a critical point, they erupted.
When she was a child, Jiang Chuyi would always imagine herself becoming the protagonist of the story when listening to adults tell stories before going to bed, becoming the moon and stars in the sky, a kite, a Barbie doll in the window, a rabbit running along the lakeside, or Cinderella running away in glass shoes at midnight.
On this black island, her dream came true.
The moon sank into the sea, the stars scattered, the kite with a broken string flew into the sky, and the exquisite Barbie doll that should have been placed in the window was bought home by a wicked owner, and was manipulated, with its head pressed to turn, kneeling, standing up, holding the wall with its hands, and touching the ground with its toes, dancing in various poses. The rabbit running by the lake was picked up from the ground by a gentle hunter, and its soft and fragile ears were pinched. No matter how the rabbit struggled and cried, it could not escape. It was forced to do many things by the hunter, but in the end it was not rescued.
When the time came to twelve o'clock, darkness and storm came at the same time, and Cinderella's magic disappeared.
The cicadas chirped incessantly. An old man sitting at the entrance of the alley was fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, muttering that this hot city was about to see a rainstorm.
In the scorching heat of midsummer, at 33 degrees, thin-skinned watermelons, red flesh, white glutinous rice, green bamboo leaves, most things in this world are still functioning in order, and the air conditioner is still blowing out cold air as usual, but there are still many dark corners that are out of order. The person trapped on the island, her arms hanging down, wanted to scream, wanted to ask for help, but his short hair was wet, and his screams and gasps were louder than hers. In the shattered chaos, happiness and pain were intertwined, Jiang Chuyi cried until she couldn't breathe, and cried until this black island was darkly damp, as if it had been washed and soaked countless times by heavy rain. She thought absentmindedly, no wonder he could sing so well, he was born with a good voice.
In addition to his bewitching voice, he also had such a handsome face. With such a face, he smiled and told her that he was a psychopath. He seemed to be sick. From the first time he saw her, he felt hungry. He was permanently tortured by this hunger, as if he would never be satisfied.
People are inherently greedy, so he seemed innocent and pitiful. How could she bear to blame him
Zong Ye finally gained forgiveness.
But she didn't know, she forgot that the wicked bad guy would never be satisfied, and he simply couldn't bully a fool like her enough.
There have been tender moments in the bathroom outside this island.
The tall and handsome man patiently held up the hair dryer and told her that even though he was a big star, he would still help her wash her clothes.
Jiang Chuyi was once curious about why there could be such a gentle person.
The man smiled and told her the truth, that he also had ungentle moments.
Jiang Chuyi now knows that he did not lie at that time and he was very honest.
In this identical bathroom, the air was still filled with the scent of dried orange blossom and citrus, the soft towels and toothbrushes were placed in the same place, and every corner was still tidy and clean. Zongye finally achieved what he wanted to do when he first brought her here.
The description of the post by Jin Anhuai is very accurate.
The sexual attraction of "Bad" to "An" is indeed huge. Zong Ye is tirelessly entangled with her and cannot even bear to be separated from her for even a second.
The curtains in the bedroom completely blocked out light. Jiang Chuyi's mind was blank. She was unaware of the passage of time and fell asleep when she was tired. Every time she would be "woken up" in different ways and her time to rest was very short.
At first, Jiang Chuyi was inexperienced and had no power to fight back. He kept tossing her around and she didn't know what to do. She didn't understand why Zong Ye was still so gentle, and why he remained unmoved no matter how hard she begged him to go faster or slower. He held her down, saying sorry, but moving harder.
Her tears no longer worked.
With tears in her eyes, Jiang Chuyi was forced to hold his finger in her mouth. When she saw the Polaroid photo in the frame on the bedside table, all kinds of fragments flashed through her mind, as if she suddenly realized something.
After trying several times, she finally found a way to deal with Souya.
In the black mud, Jiang Chuyi, with a row of crystal tears hanging on her eyelashes, looked directly into his beautiful eyes. Her intermittent words were broken into monosyllabic words and scattered. She could only communicate with him word by word, telling him, Zong Ye, I like you so much.
She knew that he couldn't bear this.
When Souya was stunned, she would struggle to get up, climb onto his shoulders, kiss his Adam's apple, bite the rouge mole on his neck, and whisper, Souya, I like it here so much.
Jiang Chuyi didn't even have to do anything. Just these few words would make Zong Ye unable to bear it and close his eyes, trembling all over.
It was as if it was some invisible mechanism in his body.
For Souya, no matter how many times he heard these words from her mouth, no matter how many times she repeated them, he could never become desensitized to them.
Jiang Chuyi rediscovered the pure and shy side of Zong Ye.
Jiang Chuyi likes Zongye.
This is Souya's Achilles' heel.
His only, fatal weakness.
*
During this storm, Jiang Chuyi couldn't remember how many times Zong Ye had carried her into the bathroom to take a bath and wipe her body. However, problems occurred at every stage, and in the end, it was all in vain.
It didn't matter whether the light was on or not, whether he could see her or not, whether he could touch her or not, or whether she could touch him or not. She had already given up halfway and didn't know what the bottom line of shame was. Later, she was even glad that she was fed a lot of water at the beginning, otherwise she might not be able to make any sound.
Finally, the hurricane passed and the sky cleared up on the black island. Jiang Chuyi didn't even have the strength to put on her clothes. She firmly refused Zong Ye's offer to help her take a bath. She sank into the pillow and fell into a long sleep.
I don’t know how long I slept, but the person next to me clung to her tightly.
Jiang Chuyi still had her eyes closed, and she bent her elbows to push him away, silently expressing her rejection.
Her outstretched hand was held in place, and Zongye was no different from the cat he raised, rubbing against her palm and asking for a touch.
As long as he could let her continue sleeping, Zong Ye could do anything now, and Jiang Chuyi would let him do whatever he wanted.
This look of complete giving up of resistance made Zong Ye smile. He looked at her again and again in the dim light, as if he was still not satisfied and could never look at her enough.
Jiang Chuyi lay in his arms, from her shoulders to her back, and even lower, many places covered by the quilt were all covered with his marks.
This made Zong Ye satisfied.
Touching her tenderly with his lips, he whispered, "Chu Yi, are you awake? I'll get you something to eat."
Jiang Chuyi's throat was still dry and she could hardly speak, so she nodded in response.
After sleeping alone for a while, with no one around, Jiang Chuyi opened her eyes and stretched out her arms to reach the mobile phone that was charging on the bedside.
She checked the time. It was eleven o'clock in the morning.
Thinking slowly, Jiang Chuyi opened WeChat and looked through the work group. After replying to Gao Ning and Xiao Zhong's messages, she opened Chen Yi's profile picture frame.
Chen Yi: "How's it going? Is your sex life going well?"
Chen Yi: "Today, Shanghai was hit by a sudden rainstorm. Was God moved to tears by your love?"
Chen Yi: "Where are the people? Why did they disappear?"
Chen Yi: "Hello?"
Jiang Chuyi scanned the entire page quickly, then selected a series of emojis of people covering their faces with their hands and crying and sent them over.
Chen Yi: “ Don’t tell me you only have time to look at your phone now?”
"Why are you so excited? Didn't we agree to meet at 10 o'clock? I'm only an hour late."
Chen Yi sent a voice message several dozen seconds long, "Madam Jiang, did you see the time clearly? I said I would meet you at 10 a.m. on August 5th, but now it's noon on August 6th. How intense are you guys doing? One day and one night is not enough?"
Under Zong Ye's high-intensity "dirty talk training", Jiang Chuyi has seen more "dirty words" in bed in the past two days than in the past twenty years combined. Now, she can listen to Chen Yi's dirty words of this level without changing her expression or heart beating.
Jiang Chuyi: "It was quite intense, so I haven't slept until now..."
Chen Yi immediately made a video call.
Jiang Chuyi refused.
Chen Yi was puzzled: "What? Are you still planning to have sex in broad daylight?"
Jiang Chuyi: "No, I can't face people like this now, let's talk."
Soon, Jiang Chuyi also found that voice was not a wise choice. Because her voice was too hoarse, the first time she fed him, she even had a breathy sound.
Chen Yi laughed when he heard this, "No way, Mr. Souya is exaggerating like that? His fighting ability is off the charts."
Jiang Chuyi had used up all his strength. He slowly sat up, drank some water to moisten his throat, and said weakly, "The truth is far more exaggerated than you imagined."
"I didn't have a date the night before yesterday, and I was waiting for you, for fear that you would come to me for consultation halfway through. How come it went so smoothly? Does it hurt?"
"It's okay... It doesn't hurt much."
Jiang Chuyi actually forgot how she succeeded, but she was numb to it. The hurricane kept getting stronger, and her body had already adapted to being in the center of the storm. It could only get more intense, not the most intense. Every new experience was beyond her expectations.
Chen Yi was so curious: "Is Zong Ye's technique so good? Or are you just gifted, Madam Jiang?"
Jiang Chuyi answered vaguely: "It's not that I'm gifted. Maybe it's because Zong Ye helped me with that before that."
"That" means "which one", Chen Yi guessed and asked a few more questions, whether with his mouth or his hands.
Jiang Chuyi’s answer is the former.
Chen Yi was speechless and completely convinced. He didn't expect that Jiang Chuyi, a simple little white rabbit, would be more sophisticated than himself when it came to real guns and real bullets. Since this was the time for besties to share private matters, Chen Yi asked a few more offensive questions.
Anyway, her bottom line and sense of shame had been lowered again and again, and after these two nights of tempering, they were completely sublimated. Jiang Chuyi did not cover up much, omitted the details, and told Chen Yi roughly. In short, Zong Ye became two different people, a gentle gentleman under the bed and a shameless beast in bed. She even learned a few of his dirty words.
Chen Yi was stunned and confirmed it several times. He simply couldn't believe that the Zong Ye he heard from Jiang Chuyi was the same person she knew.
But in this world, only Jiang Chuyi can see the other side of Zong Ye.
Chen Yi was silent for a long time before he found his voice and gave a fair evaluation, "Zong Ye, you are indeed the top star in your circle. Your appearance, figure, and bed skills are all top-notch. Sister, you made a fortune."
*
When Zong Ye came in with something, Jiang Chuyi had already finished chatting with Chen Yi.
The heavy curtains were finally drawn open, and the midday sun shone through the window. Jiang Chuyi finally felt a little bit of the reality of returning to the human world.
When Zongye got up, he took a shower and his body was still wet. He didn't blow dry his hair because he didn't want to wake her up, so his black hair was half wet. He was wearing his clothes properly, and his face was handsome, and he turned back into the reserved and restrained "college student".
Jiang Chuyi froze and looked away.
Although she acted in front of Chen Yi as if she had completely entered the advanced level of the adult world and could talk about those dirty things calmly, but somehow, when she faced Zong Ye again in a sober state, Jiang Chuyi still felt a little embarrassed.
Even though they had done such crazy things, at this moment, they didn't even dare to look each other in the eye. It was like they were back to the beginning of their acquaintance, they would get shy when they looked at each other, and blush when they talked.
She ate and drank soup quietly, not daring to make any noise, which only made her hide her guilt even more obvious. After all, with the bruises on both of their bodies, the messy room, and the overflowing toilet paper and packaging bags in the trash can, it was hard to pretend nothing had happened.
He didn't say anything, but moved slightly, and Jiang Chuyi choked on the soup for unknown reasons.
She covered her mouth and couldn't stop coughing.
Zongye put down the spoon and tore a piece of paper to wipe her mouth.
When Jiang Chuyi saw him tearing the paper, her lower body went numb reflexively.
Zongye took her hand, lowered his head, and wiped her palms with paper.
After wiping, the paper was thrown away, and naturally, the two held hands again.
Their skin was white, and their folded hands were very obvious against the black sheets. No one spoke, and it was like a pantomime. The two of them were at a distance, and they seemed to be very serious, but their fingers were secretly intertwined.
Zongye seemed to think about it, "Chu Yi."
She let out a cry.
"Are you still shy?"
Jiang Chuyi denied: "No..."
He asked, "So, how do you feel?"
Their eyes met for a few seconds, and Jiang Chuyi looked away again, "What's that feeling?"
Souya said in a serious tone, as if he was discussing the weather with her, "Just do it with me."
Jiang Chuyi: “…”
This guy is indeed a shameless hooligan.
She held it in for a while and whispered, "It's OK..."
Although the voice was low, it was loud enough for Zong Ye to hear. He smiled and said, "Then I will continue to work hard."
keep it up…
After going over these four words in her mind, Jiang Chuyi immediately advised him: "You don't need to work hard anymore."
After talking with her friends, Jiang Chuyi felt more and more confused. It's not like Zong had never been in love before, so how come he used such a trick on her that even a veteran like Chen Yi was shocked and exclaimed in admiration.
Chen Yi's words "How could Zong Ye's father be a virgin? How could there be such a virgin in the world? It's too crazy. Could it be that he has had one-night stand?" kept circling in Jiang Chuyi's mind, and she felt the same way.
The first time she met him, she thought he must have had countless girlfriends.
Jiang Chuyi was in a complicated mood: "Zong Ye, is this really your first time?"
Zong Ye was stunned for a moment, his expression tinged with rare innocence, "It's the first time."
After answering this question, Zongye lowered his eyelashes, looking unusually depressed as if he was not trusted by her.
After a while, he looked at her again.
Her eyelashes are curled and her black pupils seem to be watery.
But the grievance in his eyes had obviously not faded away, making Jiang Chuyi feel like a heartless man.
Jiang Chuyi: "What's the matter? I'm just asking casually."
Zong didn't say anything.
Just when she thought the topic was over, he suddenly said, "Chu Yi, I'm actually a very conservative person."
Although it was not the first time she heard him say this, Jiang Chuyi was still choked.
"Wang Tan said that chastity is a man's best dowry." Zong Ye's expression was very solemn, and he was silent. "Now that my most precious thing is gone, can you give me a name?"
(End of this chapter)