Chapter 116 He was even willing to say, "You've finally grown up."...

Bai Heng suddenly pressed down and grabbed Sang Li's wrist!

The force was almost out of control, as if he wanted to use that instant of strength to bind her and himself to the bed, merging them into one.

Sang Li remained quiet, without letting out a scream or making a sound.

It seems that his actions were anticipated long ago.

Bright eyes.

Just as Bai Heng tackled Sang Li to the ground, his chest suddenly trembled.

It seems something has broken or cracked.

Bai Heng was stunned.

This is not myself.

Absolutely not!

That burning, surging, almost disordered impulse was not his will, but a primal... instinct.

Those instincts that should have been rejected, controlled, and suppressed.

Bai Heng's breath hitched, and a low gasp escaped his throat.

He couldn't control his breathing no matter what, and even his breathing had to follow Sang Li's rhythm.

He felt himself sliding down, losing his mind, stripping away his humanity, and turning into a beast.

He loathed it.

I hate this version of myself.

But he simply couldn't control himself.

“Sang Li,” Bai Heng’s voice grew increasingly hoarse, as if squeezed from a cracked throat, “I…don’t want this.”

Sang Li gazed at him quietly, her eyes no longer soft as before, but instead carrying a quiet pity.

She reached out and gently touched his cheek with her fingertips; the cool touch sent a shiver down his spine.

My fingertips slid down my cheek little by little.

“Bai Heng,” she murmured softly, as if coaxing a wild beast out of control, “I don’t want to treat you like this.”

Seeing Bai Heng like this, she was unwilling.

but.

Theoretically speaking, this behavior should have "insulted" Bai Heng's personality, but it shouldn't have caused him any real physical harm.

I haven't even said anything yet!

He shouldn't be so hypocritical after getting the benefit.

Bai Heng closed his eyes.

He endured even more pain than he had that night at the hot springs.

This shouldn't be happening between them.

At least for now, we should sit down and talk.

Instead of lying in bed.

Instead of Sang Li lying beneath him completely unprepared!

I'm such a beast!

Sang Li turned his face towards her: "Look at me."

Bai Heng refused to open his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I need your key, you know that."

Sang Li sighed.

She leaned closer, her lips almost brushing against his earlobe: "I know you've helped me a lot. But if you've seen how BEAM treats anomalous beings, you won't think my actions were excessive."

She spoke very slowly, each word like an icicle, piercing into his very bones.

Bai Heng tried to control his rapid breathing, but it grew heavier and heavier. He gripped her arm as if he wanted to crush her, but then weakly let go the next moment.

“Sang Li…”

He called her name softly.

They were both clearly sober.

But it also feels like I'm drunk.

Bai Heng was speechless for a moment.

Pain and despair flashed in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was gripped by an invisible hand.

"well."

Sang Li rolled over and fell onto the bed, her long hair disheveled and spreading out, staining the pillow black like a tide.

Her blouse was slightly open, revealing glimpses of her fair collarbone and heaving chest, her rapid breathing alluring.

In the darkness, she resembles a siren.

Bai Heng never imagined that the word "alluring" would be used to describe Sang Li.

But at this moment, it couldn't be more perfect.

She looked up at him, her lips parted slightly: "You couldn't help it."

Bai Heng chuckled self-deprecatingly, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

He knew she was right.

“I can give you everything you want right now, but I need the key,” Sang Li said.

Having a key grants you the right to access information.

Desire surged in my blood, burning every nerve.

“Sang Li,” he almost shouted through gritted teeth.

You don't believe me?

"I have to believe it."

Bai Heng felt his mind go blank and his strength almost went out of control.

He wanted to bite her neck hard, to imprison her, to make her see only him, to tear her apart. Then, just as his lips were about to touch hers, getting closer and closer, he suddenly stopped.

Bai Heng's face turned ashen, and he bit his lip so hard it almost bled.

Sang Li felt that he seemed about to cry.

It was as if he had suddenly lost his spirit.

His breathing was trembling.

He leaned down, his forehead against her collarbone, his breathing rapid as if he were drowning.

A low, hoarse voice, pain and longing intertwined like a sudden storm.

"No, I can't do this."

Bai Heng shattered, as if he had used all his strength to utter those words.

"Why not?" Sang Li stared, her dark eyes gleaming dangerously, as if she were pushing him into an abyss.

"Don't you want me? You're trembling."

Bai Heng's whole body stiffened.

He wanted her so badly he was going crazy.

But that wasn't his subjective desire; rather, it was her power tearing at his soul.

“Sang Li,” he nearly collapsed, “if I give in now, I’ll never be able to tell whether it’s my ability or yours.”

She paused for a moment.

The smile finally faded, and his eyes gradually darkened.

quite a while.

Sang Li said, "I don't really care about this. Give it to me."

Bai Heng closed his eyes tightly.

“I can do anything for you,” he said in a low, resolute voice, “but not this.”

The room was deathly silent.

Only their rapid breaths mingled in the air.

Sang Li suddenly laughed, a cold laugh tinged with self-mockery.

"What are you insisting on? I'm not some kind of world-destroying being. You're suffering, but you still won't give me the key. Fine, so you still..."

"Hmm!"

Sang Li hugged Bai Heng tightly, as if she wanted to embed him into her body.

Lift your waist.

Tilt your head back.

Kiss her.

Bai Heng: !

The pupils constrict slightly.

My breathing became completely disordered.

Her lips were urgent and erratic, like a chaotic torrent of water, as if pouring all her anger and despair into that kiss. There was no tenderness, no premeditation, only pure madness and stubbornness.

He instinctively tried to push her away, but he completely crumbled the moment their lips met.

Bai Heng was almost dragged into an abyss by her, and could never turn back.

I dared not touch her.

But it landed on her waist.

Then, he went around her back and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his chest.

The response was harsh.

Reason crumbled inch by inch, and boundaries blurred into nothingness.

Desire was boiling in his veins, and he almost didn't recognize himself.

Sang Li whispered something to his lips, her voice urgent and trembling: "It's alright, I will find the antidote. I know BEAM is developing it, I will find it, and you will not be affected by me in the future."

Her breath trembled, as if it were her last tender moment.

"I'll only use you this once, Bai Heng. I'm sorry, I repaid kindness with enmity..."

The words were almost swallowed up by the kiss.

Bai Heng could no longer hear clearly.

All he could hear was the roar of his heartbeat, and his vision was blurred.

He felt he might really be going crazy.

So crazy that they willingly succumb, so crazy that they reach out to embrace the source of drowning while drowning.

His consciousness gradually faded, and he could no longer make out her features.

He was willing to give her anything she wanted.

everything.

Everything.

He will be like a devout believer, never betraying his faith.

indulge.

Nearly dead.

Their souls were all ripped out.

Only darkness remained.

When Bai Heng opened his eyes, only a dim wall lamp was lit in the room.

Like an unextinguishable candle wick, it burned faintly.

Everything was quiet.

Sang Li sat on the edge of the bed, with her back to him.

Slender shoulders.

The scars from that day in the medical ward are still on my shoulder.

It seemed that he hadn't looked at her properly like this in a long time.

She was already slim, and now she's lost even more weight.

It's clear that he's been suffering terribly.

She didn't leave.

She just sat quietly, as if waiting for him to wake up, but after he woke up, she didn't know what to say.

Bai Heng remained silent, his gaze slowly tracing the silhouette of the departing figure.

He himself didn't know how the two of them should face each other.

My throat is so dry and sore, as if I've choked on a dream from the night before.

Sang Li spoke first, her voice so soft it almost disappeared into the air: "Don't worry, I didn't do anything to you."

He paused, as if swallowing a mouthful of bitter water, and said, "It's just... to make your consciousness obey me."

The voice had a slight nasal quality.

It looks like she's been crying.

He sat up silently, leaned against the headboard, and saw the outline of her profile melt away in the light.

Tears slid down her cheeks, dried, leaving a thin trail, like a river that had gone astray.

Sang Li said in a low voice, "I forced you to do it, it has nothing to do with you."

Bai Heng lowered his eyes, but his tone remained gentle: "I will find a way to make it up to you for what happened before."

She shook her head without turning around, but her tone became somewhat sharp, a forced calmness: "I'm an adult now, I can get justice for myself." She paused, then chuckled softly, a self-deprecating laugh, "Although, I don't want to use this method."

Bai Heng called out, "Sang Li."

She paused, taken aback.

In that instant, she felt as if she had traveled back to a long time ago.

No, to be precise, it wasn't that long.

Like an older brother calling his younger sister by her name.

Gentle, yet helpless.

The awkwardness between the two seemed to have disappeared.

When the tide recedes, everything returns to its original state.

Bai Heng watched her retreating figure, his voice low and deep: "Look at me."

Sang Li's back stiffened slightly, and she hesitated to raise her head.

"Turn around," Bai Heng said again, his tone not harsh.

After a long while, she slowly turned around.

The moment their eyes met, her breath caught in her throat, as if she were holding all her strength in: "I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that."

She was genuinely apologizing; her eyes were darting around.

Bai Heng was about to speak when she added, "But I won't regret it."

"..."

He paused for a moment, then a hint of helplessness appeared in his eyes.

This is still Sang Li.

Stubborn as a rock, you can't push it, and hitting it will only hurt more.

Sang Li stared at him: "I won't harm others. But I will kill bad people and rescue other abnormal beings."

Bai Heng looked at her, did not refute, and only responded softly, "Mm."

The air between the two seemed to loosen suddenly, yet a tension remained.

Sang Li looked away and said in a calm voice, "Then I'm leaving."

Bai Heng stared at her retreating figure and suddenly said, "Stay here, it's too late."

Sang Li bluntly stated, "I'm afraid you'll imprison me in the middle of the night."

Bai Heng chuckled: "No."

Sang Li stared at him for a few seconds, then finally said nothing more and sat back down on the edge of the bed.

“Bloomberg has problems, and Qian Rujun has problems too,” Bai Heng suddenly said.

"Um."

"You need to be careful about the rest. Get some sleep, I think you're very tired."

"Um."

"I don't blame you, it's okay."

"good."

"I will not allow any human experimentation to exist."

Sang Li did not speak.

Bai Heng: "You've finally grown up."

Sang Li couldn't help but retort: ​​"I'm all grown up now, in fact, I'm older than you, you should call me great-grandmother."

"..."