Chapter 59

Black, only black.

With my back against the cold door, I felt an unknown chill.

Shen Yizhi's eyes were blank and at a loss. When a person loses his vision, the perception of his five senses will always be infinitely magnified.

Pei Yanhe doesn't hate rainy days so much as he is afraid of them. It's funny to say that a person who can handle everything with ease is only afraid of rainy days.

So Shen Yizhi subconsciously wanted to find him.

"Pei Yanhe?"

Warm breath sprayed down intermittently from above my head.

After a long time, I heard a very light and shallow voice: "Here."

Pei Yanhe still held her arm tightly, his eyes fixed on her, seeing her confusion and the way she clung to the corner of his clothes out of fear.

Shen Yizhi followed the direction of the voice and nodded, "Are you okay?"

She then asked, “Why is the phone turned off?”

"Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Only when it rains will she speak to him in such a gentle voice.

Is it mercy?

That's good, at least I still have some feelings for him.

The sound of the rain outside was so loud and annoying.

His throat tightened, and he didn't answer any of the previous questions. Instead, he asked, "Break up?"

“…”

It's already this late, and you still care about this matter.

The pain in her wrist was like an expanding balloon, gradually making her temples throb.

Shen Yizhi closed his eyes, anger rising in his heart, "If I say no, what do you want to do——"

The next second, a shadow appeared in front of my eyes, my vision came into focus, and a scorching breath fell in front of me.

At the same time, the lips feel moist.

She wanted to speak, but he swallowed her words completely. He blocked her lips domineeringly and forcefully, attacking her without any rules.

Pei Yanhe closed his eyes, arched his back, and tilted his head slightly to adapt to her height. The movements and tone of his lips said kissing, but it was more like rubbing her, and he was so restless and out of control that he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

He wanted to kiss the lips countless times and tasted the flavors thousands of times in his dreams, but none of them could compare to the feeling he felt at this moment.

The sound of rain was blocked out in the room, leaving only the sound of lips and tongues entwining.

Shen Yizhi's mind was blank. From the initial resistance to being forced to obey and welcome, when she finally reacted, she gathered enough strength to push him away.

But his hands were tied behind his back, and the entire territory in front of him was occupied by him.

There was an unexpected gap on the lips.

Fresh air rushed in, Shen Yizhi took a deep breath, her lips felt numb and spicy. If there was a mirror, she knew they would definitely turn red.

"Shen Yizhi."

The hot breath covered her ears. Pei Yanhe rarely called her name, but every time he did, her scalp tingled.

Especially now after the intimate actions that crossed the line.

His voice was half-smiley, "You've become so bold, have you even learned how to fall in love?"

With his hands still restrained by him, Shen Yizhi was filled with rage when he heard this.

She raised her head and bit his neck hard.

This time she left no room for maneuver and gathered all her strength.

Pei Yanhe couldn't help but frown, but he didn't retreat a step, letting her lose her strength, feeling the sharp teeth piercing his skin, which was more like igniting the fire of his desire than the pain.

The strength of his grip on her hand unconsciously loosened a little, and Shen Yizhi took the opportunity to break free and leave his neck. Her eyes gradually adjusted to the darkness in front of her, and she stared at him without a mistake.

"Why do you care whether I have learned how to fall in love or not?"

Pei Yanhe's expression was dull, his eyes still fixed on her angry face. "Besides hugging, has he ever kissed her?"

Countless emotions were surging in his chest. He knew that it was a violation of the boundaries, a surge of jealousy, and a completely out-of-control possession.

He had been conscientious in his duties since childhood, but now he had lost everything in front of her.

The chill from the wet shoes gradually increased, and Shen Yizhi couldn't help but shiver. His anger didn't diminish, but he had less desire to argue with him.

"No, are you satisfied?"

Pei Yanhe raised the corners of his lips a little: "Lie to me?"

Shen Yizhi didn't give in at all: "So what?"

Pei Yanhe lowered his eyes and said word by word: "Then he hugged you, was he forced to do so?"

The wetness from the touch just now was still there, Shen Yizhi's eyes unconsciously fell on his lips, and his chest felt a little stuffy.

"Voluntary."

If she didn't answer this question, the only one who would suffer would be Jiang Chi Nan.

She was well aware of Pei Yanhe's indifference and cruelty towards outsiders.

At that time, she rejected Jiang Chi Nan's confession. Jiang Chi Nan was at a loss on the spot, like a withered flower. It took him a long time to utter, "Can you hug me?"

After all, they had been friends for four years, so Shen Yizhi couldn't refuse, nor did she want to give up this friendship just for this reason.

So she hugged him, which was the closest distance between them in all these years.

…

"If you're okay, I'll leave." Shen Yizhi couldn't look at him directly now, and even felt breathless when staying in the same space.

Pei Yanhe blocked her way and looked at her through the dark night. "It's still raining outside."

"Aren't you okay?" Shen Yizhi tilted his head and looked at him without any emotion.

"Something will happen to you." Pei Yanhe looked calm, still looking at her.

Shen Yizhi turned back to avoid his sight and grasped the door handle, "I brought an umbrella."

She was unusually calm and indifferent.

Pei Yanhe noticed her emotions and wanted to speak.

Shen Yizhi had already turned the handle, and the cold wind rushed in through the crack in the door. She walked out without thinking.

He wanted to chase after her, but the rain came in slantingly, wetting the carpet and falling on his long eyelashes.

Pei Yanhe's eyelashes trembled, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body seemed to be pinned down, frozen in place. Images of blood flowing kept flashing through his mind, and his temples were filled with sore and swollen pain.

Until the door was shut by a gust of wind.

He finally regained some strength to think, smacked his head in self-mockery, and slowly grasped the door handle, but he didn't have the courage to open the door.

He leaned his forehead against the door, not knowing how much time had passed.

A self-deprecating "tsk" sound fell in the silent air.

-

When I returned to the room, the rain had subsided a lot.

Shen Yizhi was still sitting in the living room in her pure white one-line skirt, but the hem of her skirt was a little wet, and the coldness spread to her legs.

She had no time to care and only lowered her eyes to look at her red and swollen wrist that could not move.

All these things piled up together, and all she had in her mind was annoyance.

The phone suddenly vibrated, breaking the eerie silence.

She picked it up and took a look at it, then hung up without thinking and threw the phone away.

It was Pei Yanhe's call, and she didn't want to answer it.

She will definitely settle this account with him.

But she must be the one taking the lead.

The phone vibrated again, Shen Yizhi was annoyed and picked up the phone to turn it off.

I found out that the caller was Cheng Zhuhan.

She swiped to answer the call, her voice flat, "What's up?"

Cheng Zhuhan could tell that she was in a bad mood, but she didn't ask, "Do you have time to meet up for a drink at a coffee shop tomorrow? I want to talk to you about something about the art exhibition."

After a while, Shen Yizhi responded, "Okay."