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The Charm of the Breeze
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Five years, on the ninth day of October, it was truly a sensational wedding in the West Side—business tycoon Jun Moyuan was marrying his fourth concubine.
The wedding venue was festooned with decorations, bustling with excitement as guests from all around gathered. Laughter and chatter filled the air, even more lively than the marriage itself.
Outside, the sound of firecrackers echoed loudly, crackling continuously amidst the swirling smoke.
As night fell, the noise gradually subsided, and the surroundings quieted down, with only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the silence. Su Yau arrived by rickshaw at the house where Xiao Tsuyi lived. She got out, paid the fare, took a deep breath, and walked into the courtyard.
Upon entering the living room, she found it empty. The spacious room echoed with the sound of her high heels clicking against the wooden floor, creating a lonely resonance in the stillness.
As she passed by the staircase, a bottle suddenly rolled down step by step, gaining speed until it came to a stop at her feet with a loud clatter.
Looking up the stairs, she saw Xiao Tsuyi sitting on the floor, leaning against the railing while drinking. His hair was disheveled, a few strands falling over his forehead; his eyes were bloodshot and dazed, still clutching a bottle.
Su Yau shook her head, her heart aching for him. She had known this would happen from early on.
Watching her beloved woman become his stepmother was a bitter irony for him. Jun Moyuan had entrusted this wedding to Xiao Tsuyi, which must have felt like a tormenting mockery. His heart must have been pierced by countless needles of pain.
“Ziyi, Ziyi, you’re drunk!” Su Yau hurried over and squatted down beside him, supporting the swaying Xiao Tsuyi as she tried to pull him up and lead him to the bedroom.
That night, he had been desperately toasting others, downing drink after drink as if trying to drown himself in alcohol. Everyone thought he was celebrating his stepfather’s marriage; only Su Yau understood the depth of his anguish and helplessness. Her brow furrowed tighter.
After much effort, she finally got him onto the bed and let out a sigh of relief as she gently patted her chest. Carefully, she helped him out of his suit jacket before rushing to fetch water. Carrying a basin back to the bedroom in haste, she began to wipe his face gently with a towel.
"Listen to the rain, listen to the rain..." He kept murmuring Shen Tingyu's name, causing Su Yau to suddenly stop her movements, her hands trembling slightly.
She gazed quietly at his face, unable to resist touching his handsome features, her fingers gently tracing along his eyebrows and eyes.
Over the years, she had never observed him so closely or touched him like this. It made her feel a rush of excitement, her slender fingers trembling in response, her breath quickening.
"Listen to the rain—" Xiao Tsuyi suddenly turned restlessly, pinning Su Yau beneath him. Then, his hot and passionate kiss landed on her lips, fervent and forceful.
His arms wrapped tightly around her as if he wanted to meld her into his very being.
In that moment, Su Yau was intoxicated, lost in his tenderness and overwhelmed by his fiery and domineering kiss.
Her eyes fluttered shut, and instinctively, she wrapped her arms around him, losing any strength to push him away. Her body trembled slightly as her heartbeat quickened.
It wasn't until his hands tore open the front of her shirt and his heated palm slipped inside that Su Yau finally came to her senses. Her eyes flew open, a flicker of panic crossing them.
"Ziyi, wake up!" She called his name, her voice trembling as she struggled to escape his grasp, twisting her body restlessly.
Yet he remained oblivious, relentlessly tearing at her clothing. One hand pinned both of hers above her head while the other roamed freely over her delicate skin, his gaze clouded with desire.
"Ziyi, please don't do this," Su Yau pleaded, writhing to evade the heat of his palm, tears glistening in her eyes.
But then his lips brushed against her ear as he whispered softly, "Listen to the rain, don't leave me."
His tone was filled with helplessness and despair, like a sharp dagger suddenly piercing Su Yau's heart, causing her to involuntarily cease all struggles. Her body stopped twisting, and tears streamed down her cheeks.
Ziyi, as long as it can lessen your pain, I am willing to do anything.
With this thought, Su Yau clenched the bedsheet beneath her, her knuckles turning white from the pressure.
She allowed Xiao Tsuyi to do as he pleased with her body, a hint of determination in her eyes. Deep inside, she even felt a small sense of relief and joy; Xiao Tsuyi, you can no longer see me merely as a "brother."
When the pain struck, Su Yau bit down hard on her lip to stifle any sound, drawing blood in the process.
She was afraid, afraid that this was just a beautiful dream, and that once he heard her voice, he would leave without looking back. Her body trembled slightly.
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