Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Pants Stripping and Butterfly Birthmark

Thoughts spread the moment Yu Sixie leaned over. Xi Tong closed her eyes without resistance and left her fate to him to decide.

No matter what happens next, she will not resist. Whether it is rape or returning the child to her, it is his choice.

Whether he had his own reasons or not, he should not have hurt her in this way, just like the mistakes he made unconsciously when he was young eventually led to her leaving. The injuries he had suffered would not disappear, and the scars would remain on his body.

Even if he apologizes now, she will not forgive him.

Xitong waited for a long time, so long that when she opened her eyes again, Yu Sixie still maintained the same posture, staring at her with his bottomless eyes, and the corners of his eyes were terribly red.

The breeze blew open the white thin curtains that fell to the ground, and a faint fragrance was brought in from the flower beds in the yard by the gentle wind, blowing out the burning candles on the table.

The kiss fell gently.

It fell on her forehead. This time, Xitong could clearly feel the person on top of her trembling. He was even more scared than she was.

All the tensions that had been there before seemed ridiculous in front of this gentle kiss.

It's like someone who is about to stab a knife into your heart, but suddenly stops and runs away, throwing away his weapons and weapons, and is more scared than you are.

"Yu Sixie, what are you crazy about?" Xi Tong's voice was hoarse.

Every time I try to resolve a conflict, I always follow the old saying: fight at the head of the bed, make up at the foot of the bed.

She placed her hand on his cheek, her fingers wiping away the tears that gathered in his eyes. He was so fragile, how could she be so cruel? Was it because he was getting older that he was no longer able to act out those love-hate and passion-filled scenes?

"Hey, you're talking."

She hooked off her black glasses with her index finger and looked straight into those evasive pupils.

Fool, what are you thinking about?

"Don't act like a spoiled child with me, I'm angry."

Yu Sixie said helplessly, her almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and there were a few small wrinkles on her pretty nose because of confusion. Her pouting lower lip looked like jelly, making him want to taste it.

"I'm angry too."

Xitong rolled her eyes, turned sideways, and stopped looking at him. "I'm even angrier than you."

Looking at Xi Tong, Yu Sixie sighed deeply. He couldn't bring himself to do it. Letting go of the person he held in his arms, he hugged her from behind.

The huge room suddenly became extremely quiet, with only the breathing sounds of the two people who had not yet calmed down after the quarrel.

Sticking close to each other, they no longer raised their spikes, but they also didn't understand what the people next to them were thinking.

A feeling of powerlessness surrounded Yu Sixie, like a small boat drifting on the waves. He had a lot of strength but could not find the direction. If he exerted too much force, the boat might capsize and everyone on board might die, and all his efforts would be wasted. But he could not drift on this sea forever and let the storms that could happen at any time make his life full of dangers.

He had to return to land, but how could he start and explain?

At this moment, he truly understood the communication Xitong had always emphasized. He didn't know what her parents' death meant to her, how much she felt for them, and whether she would give up on him because of the grudges of her previous generation. It turned out that emotions were so complicated.

He really didn't look like a living person before.

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Xitong's thoughts also drifted in the fragrance of flowers. Why did Yu Sixie treat her like this?

Was there some deep hatred between them that made him so bitter and resentful? Had she forgotten something?

Rewinding her memories to the first day of their meeting, she thought carefully and searched for all the scenes in which he had appeared.

If I were to search through my memories to find any that didn't involve me and Yu Sixie in bed, there would be very few.

But she did remember something, something she had long forgotten.

Before Yu Sixie transferred to another school, she had done something ridiculous. The cause of the incident was the birthday party her mother threw for her.

At that time, her family's financial situation was pretty good. Although her parents did not stop gambling, they had restrained themselves a little compared to when they were in elementary school. The family business was growing bigger and bigger, and the income was considerable.

My mother is a very lively and outgoing person. She invited many classmates to accompany her on her birthday. Although Xitong didn’t know many of them very well, at that age, all she could think about was studying.

At a party filled with girls, discussing the boys they like is an eternal topic.

Xitong was holding her notes and was not interested in this topic, but she would always be asked about it. Girls are very gentle creatures. They are afraid of neglecting the protagonist of the party, so they must bring her along no matter what.

"Xitong, what do you think of Yu Sixie? You're in the same physical training class with the idol, so share your experience with us!"

"She's not just in the same physical training class with the idol! She, Ye Jinyan, and Yu Sixie often go to the library to study together."

When Xitong heard the name "Ye Jinyan", her heart skipped a beat. The densely packed words on her notes instantly turned into little ants, running around here and there, but not paying attention to her eyes.

Afraid that they would notice that she had a crush on Ye Jinyan, she had no choice but to turn the topic to Yu Sixie.

"He doesn't talk much? Nothing special about him."

Xi Tong was not interested in Yu Sixie, at most she would admire his face occasionally.

"How can a man be so special? I'm going to tell you a secret, and you must never tell anyone else."

All the girls present held their breath and opened their eyes wide.

"It is said that the male god has a pink butterfly-shaped birthmark on his genitals."

"Ahhhh! Is this the place I know?!!!"

"No way, it's so sweet!"

The girls present screamed one after another. Xitong, who was surrounded in the middle, silently endured the sonic attack and complained in her heart, what is there to scream about? It's just a birthmark. Everyone has one.

It looks like a butterfly. You must have read too many novels.

"It's true. My boyfriend said he saw it when he was changing clothes with his idol during swimming class. It's absolutely true. He wouldn't lie to me."

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After her birthday, Xitong quickly forgot all the gossip about boys she heard at the birthday party. Her brain was not fast enough to memorize the knowledge points and had no place to store these things.

However, the pink butterfly birthmark fascinated her unconsciously. Xitong began to stare at Yu Sixie unconsciously, not at his face, but at the bag under his belt.

She looked at it when he went on stage to solve problems, when he played basketball, and when he handed the group work to her.

She even dreamed about it.

The boy's bony hand grabbed hers and led them to that spot. He blew into her ear seductively, "Do you like it? It's all yours."

When Xitong woke up, she was sweating all over. Under her mother's strange gaze, she took a shower in broad daylight for the first time in her life.

But this chill did not make her hypochondria much better, but made it worse.

She hadn't slept well for several days. Because of insomnia, she even refused Ye Jinyan's invitation to go to the library to write a book review.

Xitong felt that she couldn't continue to think like this, and she made up her mind to solve the problem.

After morning reading, as the Chinese class representative, she went to each group to collect homework as usual. She held a stack of books in her arms, trying to use them to hide the schemes in her heart. She slowly approached Yu Sixie, who was sitting in the last row of the first group, and her heartbeat gradually quickened.

If this fails, she will probably be ruined from then on. Not to mention the title of goddess, all boys will probably avoid her when they see her in the future.

Taking a deep breath and making up his mind, Xitong seized the opportunity and strode forward when a boy with extravagant hands walked past Yu Sixie's desk.

"ah."

She screamed slightly and fell to the ground. The homework books in her hands were scattered at Yu Sixie's feet, and her hands pulled up his dark blue school pants.

Just as she was about to pull it down, a warm hand covered her naughty hand in time.

Xitong froze all over, and the position she was squatting in just covered their hands.

"Are you okay?"

A classmate passing by asked, wanting to help her pick up the book.

Xitong lowered her head and quickly refused, "It's okay, I can do it myself."

After her classmates passed by and only she and Yu Sixie were left in the back row, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe she was really possessed by the devil. Even after being caught red-handed, Xitong still didn't give up on the birthmark. She didn't dare to look up, her eyes fixed on her target. As if possessed by some infernal force, she used all her strength to pull off Yu Sixie's pants right under his nose.

The pale pink butterfly appeared before her eyes as she wished.

Well, it's pretty close to there.

His size is kind of amazing.

Xitong, whose brain has been eroded by yellow novels, has an amazing way of thinking. This is her only habit to pass the time after studying.

Afterwards, Xitong didn't remember how she ended up. Perhaps because it was too shocking, she even forgot she had done it. She preferred to believe that it was just a dream.

So there is no trace of it in my memory.

Later, Yu Sixie transferred to another school, and she completely forgot about him, but she had seen him from junior high school to high school graduation.

Yu Sixie's face is indeed unforgettable.

One year, her parents went to Macau to do something bad again, and her grandmother asked her to follow her parents and keep an eye on them. Xitong had no choice but to go with them. In fact, as a child under the age of eighteen, she could not enter the casino at all.

Her father said nice things and let her set the password for the safe, but when he asked for the money back after losing it, he looked so angry that she didn't dare to not give him the chips she had earned.

In his spare time, Xitong strolled around the several connected shopping malls in the casino.

"Xitong?"

At the Starbucks next to the escalator, Xitong looked at the canals in the mall that imitated Venice, where small boats were swaying with tourists and sailors were singing Italian songs.

She turned around in surprise and was even more shocked when she saw Yu Sixie.

As luck would have it, she remembered the incident of having her pants pulled down, so she ran away without looking back.

Her parents stayed in Macau for a long time, and she ran into Yu Sixie many times in the following days, but every time she saw him, she would immediately take a detour.

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"Yu Sixie."

Xitong spoke slowly.

"Um?"

The man who still hadn't figured out how to start the conversation was still in distress. He was more afraid that she would hate him than that they couldn't be together.

"How about a deal?"

"you say."

"You don't have to give me an explanation today. Just send Xizhi back to me. I'll give you time to deal with your own problems. You'll have a chance to explain to me before grandma recovers and returns to W City."

"What do you want?"

He couldn't believe it.

This time it was Xitong's turn to sigh, "Forget about me pulling down your pants to look at your birthmark."

Her face flushed with shame.