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Shangguan Shaoyi paused for a moment, nodded slightly, and gently closed the door, softly blocking her gaze from his.
Cheng Mosu half-closed her Water Eyes, looking at the embroidered Magnolia petals on her plain Qipao. With her delicate hand lightly twisting her hair, she held a jade-colored hairpin that sparkled amidst the dark clouds. The small, translucent pearl earrings swayed slightly with her movement, and the faint smile on her lips added a touch of ethereal beauty to her presence.
He sat beside her, a roguish smile appearing on his Handsome Face. “Mosu, are you going to explain to me what exactly happened?”
She was taken aback for a moment, wrapping her arms around her fair, slender calves. He frowned slightly and draped a soft white shawl over her shoulders to shield her from the cold. Only then did she regain her composure and said, “As you can see, he was just seeing me off; there was nothing more to it.”
“Nothing more to it?” Ruan Yu scoffed. “Then can you tell me where you two went?”
She hesitated, recalling that special farewell. She only wanted to entrust her thoughts and feelings to Shaoyi, following him wherever he went. The world was tumultuous, and after all the changes, if he were to remember, would he be able to describe her appearance in detail? Her heart remained as it once was, undiminished, as clear and bright as those eyes.
A heart of ice in a jade pot.
Her silent yet beautiful demeanor made Ruan Yu, who had just suppressed his anger, unable to contain his emotions any longer. He grasped her pale wrist tightly. Her gaze met his military attire as she looked up at his proud and wild smile, locking eyes with his narrow ones.
“Cheng Mosu, have you not forgotten him? Do you still harbor fantasies about him?” His voice was filled with barely contained rage, deliberately lowered but slightly hoarse.
Her heart tightened painfully as he pressed her down beneath him. A strange masculine scent invaded her senses. She glared at him fiercely but felt weak all over, losing strength. The fine Fringe of the shawl brushed against her tender skin, making her feel intensely sad and frightened. All that remained in her eyes was the face so close before her.
“Ruan Yu, what are you doing!” Panic-stricken, she wanted to shout loudly, but unfortunately, she was used to being gentle in daily life; at that moment, her voice could not penetrate through the heavy door.
He curled his lips into a smirk, his smile carrying a hint of wickedness. “What can I do? At this point, you still ask me what I want to do? Cheng Mosu, I want to ask you—what do you intend by challenging me time and again?”
"I..." She pushed him hard, struggling to get up. How could she withstand his strength? He wrapped his arms around her waist and leaned down to seize the rose-colored fragrance. He hated himself deeply; if only he had met her sooner, if only he had known her, she would belong to him alone. He frantically left marks on her body, not wanting anyone else to touch her.
"Cheng Mosu! I tell you, from tonight on, you will belong to me and only me!"
"What do you want to do?!" Her lips were forcefully sealed by him, and she could only make muffled sounds while hitting his solid chest with all her might, but it was in vain. He drained the air around her, leaving her no chance to breathe, and slowly closed her eyes in suffocation, blurring her consciousness.
He pressed down on her shoulders as she sank deeper into the soft embrace. Her disheveled and silky hair brushed against her delicate cheek, a cool sensation passing through her heart. She had once weathered storms with Shaoyi but had not seen an end. They had enjoyed the fragrance together but left no expectations behind. Those missed moments would ultimately become dust-covered scenery, tightly bound only by the promise of their souls.
She gradually gave up resisting, a tear rolling down her cheek.
He paused for a moment, looking down at her pale countenance, her disheveled hair entwined around his fingertips. Her tears flowed down like pearls. In his narrow eyes was starlight as dark as night, his voice slowly solidifying in the air, "Mosu, I truly cherish you and love you. Why won't you give me a chance? Why do you still have dealings with him?"
She remained silent, and he continued to echo in her ears, "Mosu, tell me, can you really forget him?"
She stayed quiet for a moment without answering. He understood completely and leaned down to press heated kisses on every inch of her skin. Her clear eyes lost their color as she stared blankly at the crystal chandelier on the white ceiling. His voice flowed through the air like a nightmare into her ears, "Mosu, since you can't forget him, I will make you remember me for a lifetime, even if it's hate!"
He lifted her chin, forcing her mouth open and fiercely invading her tongue, savoring the fragrance he had longed for in his dreams. During this time, he respected and loved her while suppressing his desires. But she remained ungrateful, still entangled with Shangguan Shaoyi. He suddenly felt intense hatred; this feeling of not being able to settle things on the battlefield made him feel unbearable pain. The only thought left in his mind was to possess her completely and make her truly his possession.
His brows were still furrowed with anger as he reached out to tear at her clothes. Her dazed gaze suddenly regained its brightness as she bit down hard on her rose-colored lips without struggling or resisting—just silently shedding tears and expressing dissatisfaction that inexplicably made his heart ache.
He held her slender waist, caressing her delicate skin. The corners of her lips bled slightly, trickling down her fair cheek. He looked at those water-colored eyes—deep yet clear—calm without a ripple of emotion; neither sad nor happy, neither angry nor annoyed; they resembled a dead beauty without any emotional turmoil.
Suddenly cooling down his feelings, he sat up straight. The cold air instantly enveloped her body as he reached out to wrap the blanket around her. Her water-colored eyes moved slightly; delicate fingertips twisted the corner of the blanket as a hint of relieved joy passed over her calm countenance.
"Mosu." His back was straight, and his narrow Eyes were filled with concern. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you. From now on... I will never let you cry again."
She looked at him calmly, the tear stains still lingering at the corners of her eyes. The corners of her Lip Corners twitched slightly, and after a moment, she managed a faint smile. "Thank you. And...," she paused, lowering her Eyes, her voice as light as water, devoid of any emotion. "This time it was my fault. I shouldn't have entangled myself with someone who has no possibility. Yue Shao Shuai, please give me some time."
This was the first time she had made a promise to him. Although it carried little weight, it indicated that their relationship had taken a step closer. He looked at her in surprise and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. She smiled, her beautiful brows still lowered, as lovely as an otherworldly being.
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