Chapter 56 Chapter 56 You'll be leaving at dawn

Lu Yanxi shook her head: "I can't..."

"You can. If you don't even dare to do this, Lu Yanxi, you are a coward."

As she spoke, Cen Xue took out her phone and shook it, fiddling with the screen intentionally, making it look like she was typing something.

"Can't do it, right? Then let's end it. I'll also explain to Fu Rouyun what happened——"

Faster than his movements was Lu Yanxi's kiss.

He was afraid that Cen Xue would send the message, so he pulled Cen Xue's arms apart and gave her a hard kiss.

This was completely different from his temperament. The force was so great and the speed was so fast that Cen Xue's eyes widened for a moment. Their teeth knocked against each other due to inertia, and even the lips that were pressed down felt pain.

"……hiss!"

The phone was almost thrown out.

Cen Xue didn't expect that provoking someone would be so effective.

He did want to send a message to Fu Rouyun, but he just wanted him to not wait for dinner and eat first if he was hungry.

Lu Yanxi took it seriously.

Since Cen Xue was sitting on him, the impact just now made him almost fall backwards. Lu Yanxi grabbed him with her big hand and brought him to her, but this kiss definitely ended in more than one kiss.

He almost bit and grind Cen Xue's lips.

At the same time, he said intermittently: "I don't want you to... ruin your reputation by doing this..."

Cen Xue could tell from his understanding that "I don't mind being exposed, but you must not be involved in this."

If he were asked to reveal at this time that he is a morally corrupt person who seduces others, he would probably agree.

Cen Xue put her arms around his neck, already panting, "Then sit tight and keep it a secret from everyone."

But the next second, he pressed against the man's lips as he tried to ignite.

Cen Xue said softly, "Don't leave any traces."

Lu Yanxi was very obedient and raised her head to kiss him back.

The entanglement of tongue and teeth, he had endured for too long, but only once allowed... No, it was clearly a step towards depravity, but he wanted to pass all the fire to the other party.

…

Lu Yanxi just kissed him.

They kissed each other continuously, as if to fill in all the gaps that had been missing over the years.

Even though his mind was tortured by being too immersed in the role, he could still easily pick up Cen Xue, throw him onto the bed a little roughly, and then tenderly place his palm on the back of his head, stroking it gently.

This was no longer a simple kiss, he was tearing and licking, as if he wanted to tear it apart and eat it.

If Cen Xue doesn't let him leave any traces, then he won't leave any, but he will never let go of any inch of skin.

Soon, the loose clothes that were originally convenient for going out and wearing casually were thrown on the ground. Stimulated by the air outside, Cen Xue hissed and seemed to have goose bumps on his arms. Lu Yanxi put her head in his palm to soothe his anxiety.

In the middle of the conversation, Cen Xue suddenly remembered that there was still some unedited information on her phone.

He found a moment to catch his breath, half-sat up, and found his cell phone on the messy bed.

Mixed on it were his clothes, Lu Yanxi's clothes, wrinkled sheets, and a torn-up thin quilt.

However, he only had time to turn on the screen before he was dragged back by Lu Yanxi.

"Didn't we agree not to look for him?"

What Lu Yanxi said now finally sounded like wind blowing in the ears.

Cen Xue was not paying attention for a moment and fell on the bed, revealing her smooth and delicate back.

His frame was smaller than that of an average adult man, but well-proportioned. There was a light shadow on his waist that went all the way down and ended in the tempting dimples on both sides.

Lu Yanxi covered him with her whole body, and not a bit of her was exposed.

Sinking slightly into the rather elastic mattress, Cen Xue subconsciously exhaled a small breath. Her breathing was somewhat suppressed, but she did not feel uncomfortable.

Being held down in such a domineering manner by someone who is usually restrained and gentle is a completely different experience.

I just want to force him into this state.

"I said, don't leave any traces—"

Realizing that the man on her body was using a little more force, Cen Xue pushed him back with her backhand.

Lu Yanxi instead used the tip of her nose to gently touch him, as if to soothe him. "It's invisible from behind."

He was now obsessed with another kind of thing, anchoring his meaning on Cen Xue and unable to leave for a moment.

Gradually, the fire became more and more intense, and the broad palm drove it to more and more important places. Cen Xue stopped him despite her messy thoughts.

Cen Xue never thought of taking it to the last step.

I just wanted to let the other person vent all the self-judgment he had been feeling for so many years, but I almost went too far.

And there are no usable tools in Lu Yanxi's house.

Should we praise him for being so self-disciplined?

The man pulled his hair, closed his eyes and calmed down for a while.

But the arrow was on the string, and in the end he pressed the person into his arms, facing each other and holding hands.

Given the size of Cen Xue's hands, it was probably impossible to fully hold it, so only Lu Yanxi was qualified.

For a moment, Cen Xue wanted to escape. It was a subconscious action, but this made Lu Yanxi hug him even tighter, almost merging into one. He could only bury his head in the crook of Lu Yanxi's neck and bite his lower lip to prevent any extra sound from escaping.

Finally there was a slight shudder and spasm in his arms.

But Lu Yanxi obviously had not finished yet, so she could only use Cen Xue's legs to simulate.

He wished he could bite off Cen Xue's flesh.

But the force was too great, more than Cen Xue could bear.

After a few collisions, Cen Xue was almost forced to the head of the bed. He couldn't control his position at all, but just when he wanted to refuse, Lu Yanxi suddenly acted pitifully.

He lowered his waist and guided Cen Xue's hand to touch his back.

Lu Yanxi said: "Axue... touch me, it hurts."

Cen Xue didn't understand what was going on, but when he touched the scar, which was almost hideous, his brain froze for a moment.

I tried to move further out, but found that there was more than the range that could be reached by one hand.

“…How big is it?”

"My whole back is covered in it," Lu Yanxi gently peeled it away. "It's clearly healed, but there's just a lot of growth that can't be removed. But the phantom pain has never stopped in the past few years. I didn't mean to take painkillers... But, Axue, if you just touch me more, the pain will go away."

The man rubbed against him ingratiatingly.

How could Cen Xue refuse?

He understood why Lu Yanxi used a substitute.

"Just a growth"? That's easy to say. Even without seeing it with the naked eye, one can tell how serious the injury is just by touch.

The scars were so dense and intertwined that they could not be healed. The proliferation of scars left several strange bumps on Lu Yanxi's back, which was a headache.

Cen Xue: "Let me take a look."

Lu Yanxi shook her head, not letting him turn around: "It's too ugly, don't look at it."

really.

Cen Xue had no choice but to stroke it a few times to soothe her, not knowing whether it would have any effect in relieving the pain.

…

When I woke up, it was still raining outside.

It was very dark and the passage of time was impossible to tell. Cen Xue casually fumbled for a cell phone and turned on the screen, only to find that it belonged to Lu Yanxi. There was still an hour or two before sunrise.

Lu Yanxi had turned off the bedroom light at some point, leaving it completely dark, with the blue light from the phone standing out particularly brightly.

Cen Xue took a look and her eyes became sore and dry.

But maybe it's because of the lack of water.

Subconsciously moving, Cen Xue hissed secretly.

My thighs are so sore.

He really thought it was going to catch fire.

When I touched it with my hand, I felt a layer of numbness from overuse and an unusual tightness compared to the usual time.

At this moment, the people around him seemed to be affected by this light and turned over.

The thin blanket was draped over Cen Xue's body, and when his hand reached in, there was a sense of hidden immorality.

The man's voice was hoarse when he woke up in the morning. It was not the pain and torture like yesterday, but a very satisfied one: "Why did you wake up?"

She hugged him even tighter, fearing that she would miss even a second and not be able to touch Cen Xue.

His hand naturally followed Cen Xue's arm, trying to find Cen Xue's hand and pat it gently, as if to coax her to sleep.

But the action in the next second was completely opposite to this meaning, holding -

Cen Xue groaned, arched her waist, and ended up putting herself in the other person's mouth.

Once again.

However, this time, Lu Yanxi had obviously regained much of her rationality, and had more skills to please others, and she coaxed them with ease.

Cen Xue felt like a piece of cotton. After being played on by Lu Yanxi all night, he felt completely limp and lethargic. His desires were usually low, and he rarely released them. This made him several times more sensitive when touched by others. This, in turn, became a stimulant for Lu Yanxi, and he could hardly stop.

But when the kiss ended and he looked at Lu Yanxi in a daze, Cen Xue found that his eyes were still red.

The kind of red that makes you cry at any moment.

Stroking his cheek, Cen Xue asked, "What's wrong?"

When I heard the sound, I was shocked. It was like I hadn't had a drink of water in three years.

Lu Yanxi smiled and took a glass of water from the bedside table. She didn't know when it was prepared.

Cen Xue was indeed thirsty and drank too quickly. A drop of water hung on his chin, dangling precariously. Lu Yanxi came over and pecked at it, then caught the drop of water.

They were still in the afterglow of their affection, pure intimacy without any color, like little animals clinging to each other.

But what Lu Yanxi said was not pure.

"You'll be leaving at daybreak."

"..." After drinking some water, her throat felt much better. Cen Xue said speechlessly, "Don't make me sound like Cinderella."

It disappears at a certain time, why does it need to transform?

Lu Yanxi's response was to hug him tightly along with the thin blanket, as if to cherish the last bit of tenderness.

Cen Xue patted his head – this person was playing tricks, acting as if he didn’t want to listen, see or talk.

"Look up and look me in the eyes. I have something to say to you."

Seeing that Lu Yanxi didn't move, Cen Xue lowered her voice again: "Did you hear that?"

Lu Yanxi looked up.

Overnight, the impact on her mental state was so significant. Even without a few extra hours of sleep, Lu Yanxi's dark circles faded. Compared to the struggle and silence of the previous night, she actually looked full of life.

Tired Cen Xue: "..."

It's so strange, he has no idea where this vitality comes from.

Although looking closely, he still looks very nervous.

Adjusting herself to a position where she could talk properly, Cen Xue took a deep breath and said, "I forgive you."

Although in his heart... he didn't hate anyone too much.

If she had always harbored resentment, Cen Xue was certain she wouldn't be as fulfilled as she is now. No, if she'd been even older, she probably wouldn't have even gotten into university, wouldn't have had the financial resources to join the Fu family, and wouldn't have had the opportunity to receive an advance on her salary to pay for her family's medical expenses... After all, all her energy and time were spent on resentment towards others, leaving her with no time to care for herself.

He had thought about it long ago, let it be exposed if his desperate escape was exposed, what he wanted was a sincere apology.

Even though Lu Yanxi had apologized countless times before, none of them were as sincere as last night.

Even Lu Yanxi thought it was so ugly.

But that's what Cen Xue wanted most.

So let Lu Yanxi get the forgiveness he wants.

"Also, about me and Fu Rouyun——"

It's so weird, talking about another man in bed with a man.

Cen Xue cleared her throat, feeling somewhat guilty for having allowed a mistake to happen.

"I don't know who told you he's my boyfriend," Cen Xue's ears flushed, "but I declare that we're not in that kind of relationship yet."

"Lu Yanxi, I apologize to you too."

"...Why aren't you talking?"

Lu Yanxi was speechless.

From the moment he heard Cen Xue's first word of forgiveness, his world - no, it should be said that the cage he set for himself began to collapse, the sky fell apart, and it was rebuilt.

The spring of water in his eyes came alive again.

It surged even more because of Cen Xue's special explanation.

Cen Xue was in a panic: "Why—why are you crying again! You're crying so hard!"

It's so funny to tell others about it. A double-awarded actor was so happy that he cried on the spot because he was not really a mistress.

He didn't even blame Cen Xue at all. If he had anyone to blame, he would blame Yan Pei, his own gullibility, his own foolishness, his shameful self, his wishful thinking, and his own wishful thinking...

Sorry, I can't stop myself for a bit.

Lu Yanxi felt like dying.

A little bit.

Cen Xue hurriedly whispered, "Paper...paper..."

Fortunately, I used quite a bit of paper that night, so the tissues were placed by the bed.

Cen Xue drew more than a dozen cards and pasted them all on Lu Yanxi's face.

After pressing it, tears had already soaked several dark spots. Cen Xue asked, "Then will you forgive me?"

Lu Yanxi said: "I will never blame you."

Cen Xue: "I hope you'll remember this next time."

Lu Yanxi became nervous: "Will there be a next time?"

Cen Xue: "...It's just a hypothesis."

Seeing that his tears were under control, he relaxed and lay down next to Lu Yanxi.

When Lu Yanxi gradually calmed down, Cen Xue looked at him sideways.

"By the way, what's with that back injury?"

Finally remembered.