Chapter 100: Burning Fire - Please Mark This Page for Me, Okay?

Xin Mian froze, staring blankly at him, her gaze slowly moving inch by inch to his eyebrows and eyes.

She had seen the scar on his left eyebrow the first day she met him, but she never expected that the scar was related to his father.

She gently stroked it with trembling hands, her eyes already brimming with tears, ready to fall at any moment.

"How did this happen...?"

"Did it hurt a lot at the time...?"

"It doesn't hurt, don't worry."

Chi Yu comforted her in a low voice.

When the topic came up again, he felt nothing, but she cried so hard because she was heartbroken for him.

His Adam's apple bobbed back and forth, and his throat felt a little dry.

The police took his mother's case very seriously, and the two robbers were quickly arrested.

They were Yan Bai's former business rivals. In the ups and downs of the business world, it's incredibly difficult for those who have fallen to the bottom to climb back up.

Those two men were like that; because they had repeatedly lost to Yan Bai in competition, their company went bankrupt, and they were left with a mountain of debt, they harbored a deep grudge.

Around that time, Yan Bai had a fight with Chi Yu's mother over the land issue in the west of the city and was constantly on business trips. Even if those two wanted to take revenge on Yan Bai, they couldn't find him.

So they turned their attention to Yan Bai's wife.

After capturing the person, they originally intended to threaten for ransom, but Yan Bai's phone calls went unanswered several times. Enraged, they vented their anger on Chi Yu's mother.

Later, the kidnapping turned into a torture game, and the ransom was no longer what they wanted most.

Once the vengeful and violent impulses hidden beneath the human skin are released, they are difficult to suppress.

Every unanswered phone call they made to Yan Bai became a reason for their violence.

Chi Yu's mother died in endless suffering under their abuse.

After the two kidnappers were apprehended, Yan Bai felt as if his soul had been ripped away, and he finally collapsed, unable to hold on any longer.

After waking up, he drank heavily day and night and was depressed for a while.

Chen Xiulian couldn't stand it anymore and tried to stop him. In the struggle, the wine bottle was thrown against the wall.

With a loud bang, fragments flew everywhere.

Chi Yu was scratched by shards while protecting Chen Xiulian.

At that moment, the piece of glass was only one centimeter away from piercing his eye.

The 5-year-old boy's once beautiful and clear black eyes were now stained crimson with blood.

Yan Bai was completely jolted awake from his drunken stupor and rushed him to the car to go to the hospital.

Chi Yu didn't utter a single cry of pain until the doctor finished treating her wound.

He was precocious and intelligent; while other children were still in kindergarten, his hobby had already shifted to computers.

Because of his precocious intelligence, he could clearly see how his mother died, why she died, and what problems existed between his parents...

He knew the answer to each one.

The fact that his father was indirectly responsible for his mother's death was deeply ingrained in his mind.

He can't forget it, and he can't fool himself at all.

So these things, like the wound on my brow, became scars that could never be fully healed.

Chi Yu's injury made Yan Bai realize his mistakes, but Chen Xiulian was already completely disappointed in him.

So she took Chi Yu and left Yuancheng, leaving Yan Bai behind.

Before leaving, she even took him to change his surname.

Chi is the surname of Chi Yu's mother.

The grandfather and grandson settled on Wangshui Island from then on.

When Chi Yu spoke of these things, his voice was low and his tone was indifferent.

Xinmian's heart trembled as she listened, tears streaming down her face, blurring her vision as she cried.

She asked again and again, "Does it hurt...?"

"Chi Yu, does it hurt...?"

She tenderly stroked the old scar on his brow, her fingertips trembling.

It's hard to imagine how he got through those 20 years, how he forced himself to accept all of this at such a young age, and how he lived with his grandmother on this small island.

"Baby, it's all in the past."

"Don't cry."

Chi Yu raised his hand and wiped away her tears.

But the more he wiped her tears, the harder they fell.

Xinmian cried so hard she could barely breathe, her little face was flushed, and her chest heaved violently.

She tiptoed and tilted her head back to place a kiss on his scar.

"Chi Yu, I'll stay with you from now on."

"I'll stay with you..."

Feeling her warm, moist breath, Chi Yu's heart felt as if it were surrounded by cotton, a feeling of soreness and fullness.

He scooped her up in his arms, carried her to the sofa, and sat down. He placed a passionate kiss on her cheek, his lips wiping away her tears.

"Don't cry, okay?"

Otherwise my eyes will be swollen again tomorrow.

"Hmm..." Xin Mian sobbed, nodding in agreement, but her shoulders trembled from crying, clearly unable to calm down in a short time.

Chi Yu sighed helplessly, opened a bottle of mineral water next to him, and held it to her lips, feeding her several sips of water until she stopped sobbing and hiccuping.

The living room suddenly fell silent, with only the two of them breathing heavily.

Xin Mian felt a sharp pain in her heart, as if being pricked by needles. She continued to gently stroke his old scars, nestled in his arms, and kissed him softly.

It's as if she's trying to soothe his past wounds.

Until, the warm, wet kiss gradually moved down and covered his lips.

The excessively moist and soft touch, carrying her light fragrance, enveloped him completely.

Chi Yu tightened his grip on her waist, quickly taking the initiative, holding her chin and thrusting deep into her body, kissing her passionately and tenderly.

Her kiss was soothing, while his kiss remained forceful, sweeping wildly through her lips.

The intense, lingering kisses almost took her breath away, but Xinmian couldn't bear to let go, couldn't bear to push them away.

She even took the initiative to put her arms around his neck and sit on his lap.

Her cheeks flushed, partly from her emotional turmoil and partly from his flirting.

She sobbed softly, tears finally streaming down her face, and her slender body pressed unconsciously against him.

He had already been stripped naked by her when he entered the door and was in the entryway. At this moment, Chi Yu was shirtless, his muscles taut and hard like a volcano about to erupt. The unobstructed contact made the nerves in his forehead throb.

The kisses landed little by little, winding from the side of her face to behind her earlobe, deepening the marks he had left on her collarbone and neck the night before.

Xinmian was almost suffocating, her skin was flushed, and she was panting heavily as she held him.

She was wearing a long dress when she went out today, which made it easier for him to move around.

His long, well-defined fingers gripped her waist, and Xinmian burst into tears again.

This time, however, it wasn't because I was sad.

In the quiet room, all sounds were clearly audible.

Xinmian felt as if her very soul was floating, and a tingling pleasure bursting from the depths of her spine swept over her again and again, causing her to lose her reason and her scalp to tingle.

The once warm and harmonious atmosphere had been replaced by ambiguity and tenderness. Her tears fell rapidly, but this time, they no longer tasted bitterness.

In the intimacy that followed his emotional outburst, Chi Yu wanted nothing more than to meld her into his body; his muscles were hard and strong, and his explosive power was astonishing.

He picked her up and carried her from the living room to the bedroom, each step firm and steady.

She was turned over by him when her back touched the sheets, and his hot, sweaty chest pressed against her from behind.

She buried her head in the pillow, biting her lip to stifle her sobs.

Before long, her pillow was soaked with tears.

The man's delicate kisses landed on the back of her neck, spreading little by little along her shoulder blades.

“Chi Yu…”

She cried uncontrollably, her slender neck stretching into a graceful arc, her spine pulling down to reveal large expanses of soft, smooth skin on her delicate back.

Chi Yu watched with envy, pinched her chin to make her turn her head, and gave her a deep kiss.

Xin Mian's consciousness was almost blurred, and she felt lightheaded, only able to indulge in the abyss of desire he had brought her.

That night, Chi Yu was unusually crazy.

It's unclear whether it was because they had been holding it in for too long, or because of the intimacy and emotional outburst that followed a deeper heart-to-heart talk between the two.

Xinmian was almost broken apart by him, and in the end her voice was hoarse from crying.

But she couldn't bear to refuse him, so she could only beg for mercy in a trembling voice.

Her soul was almost leaving her body; she was overwhelmed by his domineering presence and could only cling to him as a support.

But she didn't realize that this would only make him more aggressive.

In the middle of the night, Chi Yu carried her to take a bath. As soon as they got into the bathtub, the slight resistance of the water made everything different.

His breathing was heavy as he held her smooth skin in his large hand.

The bathroom lights were bright, and the water ripples reflected a clear light.

He leaned against the bathtub, acting as her cushion.

In the water, he seemed to be a little gentler. Xinmian was exhausted and comfortably hummed and whimpered in his arms, acting coquettishly.

The water in the bathtub overflowed, creating wave after wave of splashes.

Chi Yu gripped her slender neck with his large hand, forcing her to tilt her head back and kiss her.

The kiss was so intense and deep that soft moans escaped her throat.

Xinmian sobbed again, her voice pitiful and incomplete.

“Chi Yu…”

Their breaths mingled, and his long, wet hair spread across his tanned chest, revealing glimpses of the girl's fair skin.

Several colors intertwine, creating a striking visual impact.

Chi Yu's eyes were frighteningly dark, and an intense, almost obsessive desire burst forth from the depths of his dark eyes.

In the latter half of the process, Xin Mian was completely controlled by him and became deeply entangled in it, unable to extricate herself.

When everything was over, Chi Yu carried her out of the bathroom. She was already fast asleep and unconscious, her slender body nestled in his arms.

Chi Yu couldn't bear to be apart from her even for a moment, so he lay down in bed and wrapped his long arms around her, insisting that she sleep in his arms.

At around 4 a.m., outside the floor-to-ceiling windows of the room, it was pitch black; the entire city was fast asleep.

Everything was hidden in the darkness of night; even the streetlights were invisible.

The bedroom lights were dimmed, and in the dim light, the fine downy hairs on her cheeks and around her ears seemed to be coated with a holy light.

Xin Mian was held captive by him, her red lips slightly swollen, her eyelashes still a little wet, her cheeks rosy, and there were scattered red marks on the exposed skin of her neck.

Further down, where the blanket covered the area, the marks became even more dense.

He held the person in his arms tightly, kissing and touching them affectionately.

Even the strands of hair at her temples, she couldn't help but gently stroke again and again.

After a long while, Chi Yu sighed, lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her neck, gently touching her soft skin, then took a deep breath and smelled her scent.

Even though she was right beside him, he still felt it wasn't enough.

Like drinking poison to quench thirst, or stirring up boiling water to stop it from boiling, all the emotions intensified.

He kissed the tip of her nose, his dark pupils filled with intense and deep longing.

She whispered, "Baby, can you mark me?"

Let me belong to you completely.

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Author's Note: [Heart][Heart][Heart]