Chapter 50 "Love." "Come on up."...

"Shall we do it?"

Lu Jin's brain almost exploded, all reason and instinct clashing. Faced with Sang Li's enthusiastic invitation, it wasn't a question of whether he wanted to stay calm, but whether his pounding blood could be contained.

Nerve endings burn in a mere two words.

His Adam's apple bobbed heavily, and his breathing became labored.

It seems that Sang Li has no idea what she is talking about.

That's how I said it.

Without any attempt to conceal it, it seemed to be the last madness and struggle in the rainy night.

He stared at her, struggling to breathe, his chest heaving, his breath coming in short, rapid gasps, like crumpled paper, almost inaudible. He wanted to chain himself up and throw himself into the abyss, never to have to climb back up.

Do you know what you're saying?

“I know,” Sang Li murmured, like a drunkard, yet her eyes were clear and unwavering. “Love.”

The word "love" is as light as a feather, yet it took root in his ear, seeped into his blood, and made his chest itch.

As the water flowed beneath, Lu Jin realized just how absurd their current conversation and eye contact truly were.

It's like those unexpected twists of fate that only happen in TV dramas.

Lu Jin looked into her eyes.

Try to calm yourself down.

silence.

Neither of them spoke.

Sang Li was waiting for his answer.

Lu Jin tasted a very sweet flavor, but it also had a slightly burnt taste, like crème brûlée that had been overcooked and tasted bitter.

He only smelled it twice.

The second time is now.

The first time was on the day Sang Li was arrested.

He knew very well that this was not a smell that his nose could detect, but rather a hormonal reaction that acted directly on his nerves.

Sang Li rarely experiences this situation.

This is out of control.

Each anomalous entity exhibits a different state when it goes out of control.

Lu Jin closed his eyes. Even as a human, he could feel the eerie pressure in the air, like an electric current coursing through his skin. He instantly estimated the data in his mind: the intensity of the abnormal signal fluctuation definitely exceeded 70%. This wasn't just a slight loss of emotional control; it would be detected by the Ecological Management Bureau.

It will be very troublesome.

He cannot provoke her, he absolutely cannot.

He wanted to hide her away.

We must absolutely not allow anyone or any device to discover anything amiss.

Life will continue in an ordinary and mundane way.

“…Okay.” Lu Jin said in a low voice, as if squeezing the word out from deep in his throat.

He moved closer to her, lowering his voice: "But we need to take a shower first."

"Why?"

"Aren't you uncomfortable being all wet?" Lu Jin brushed aside her hair that was plastered to her scalp, then, without lingering on her face for another second, he said in a low voice, "I'm going to take a shower at your place."

His voice was a little hoarse, like a piece of paper soaked in rainwater that would break if pulled too hard.

Sang Li watched his figure disappear outside the door, but her mind was still a complete mess.

"Bang."

The door closed.

Sang Li took a breath and finally remembered that she was still standing under the showerhead.

Go ahead and wash up.

Wash it thoroughly.

This is exactly what I wanted.

Her mind was foggy, like a rusty gear that couldn't turn at all.

When she came out of the bathroom, her hair was still dripping wet.

It was almost dawn outside.

The blanket that had been crumpled up was now neatly made up by Lu Jin.

He didn't turn on the light; in the darkness, only his silhouette was visible, its sharp outline outlined by the night.

Sang Li stopped at the door, pursed her lips, and dared not approach.

Lu Jin looked up at her.

Sang Li almost wanted to turn around and run away.

Lu Jin mimicked Sang Li's tone: "Shall we do it?"

"..."

Sang Li was already blushing, but now her face was even redder, it was simply unbearable to look at.

Her ears started to burn, and she lowered her head like a little quail, her eyelashes trembling and her lips moving, but she didn't say anything.

Wrapped in a bath towel, he hesitated to go forward.

He didn't press for details, but simply reached out and pressed the edge of the bed: "Get on."

"oh."

Sang Li slowly climbed onto the bed, her movements so light it was as if she were avoiding something. The mattress sagged slightly under her weight, then she obediently lay down to one side, staring at him with wide eyes.

She didn't know what to do next.

I wonder if Lu Jin will really... do something.

She suddenly felt a little dazed.

Why did I ask "Shall we do it?" just now?

She's not like that at all.

I must have gone crazy. My emotions were too tense, my mind was a complete mess, and in that wet and chaotic moment, I said something without considering the consequences.

Sang Li bit her lip.

Words spoken are like water spilled; they cannot be taken back.

If we start whining now, wouldn't that be...

That's so embarrassing!

She stole a glance at Lu Jin, who sat there quietly, without moving or looking at her.

Why hasn't it moved yet?

Shouldn't we do something now?

For example, taking off your clothes first? At least that's the procedure in games. As a player, she rarely takes off her clothes herself. Unless it's for a specific play mode, but those are usually quite expensive to play.

So, how exactly do we do this?

How did two people who went to bed fully clothed end up in that state?

She didn't understand those intimate rhythms, nor was she sure if Lu Jin had ever done them.

She didn't dare to ask.

Just as I was lost in thought, a warm cup was suddenly handed to me.

Lu Jin was gazing at her, his eyes devoid of any complex emotions, and he chuckled softly, "Drink first."

She instinctively took it, and her palm was immediately enveloped by the warmth of the porcelain cup.

It's a glass of milk.

Hot, just the right temperature.

She looked up at him, a little confused and a little awkward, and asked, "Won't the water in your stomach wobble after you drink it?"

She drank a lot of water before going for a run once.

result.

My stomach keeps rumbling.

I was ridiculed by my classmates for a long time.

"Will it spoil the fun?"

As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them; her tone had been too flippant.

But this style is probably what's needed at this time.

Lu Jin didn't laugh at her. He simply leaned closer, whispered a single word in her ear: "Drink."

The milky aroma is soft and warm, spreading from the lips and tongue to the chest, offering an indescribable comfort, as if one is being gently enveloped by something.

Even after I finished drinking, the warmth of the cup lingered in my palm.

Sang Li shrank back again.

She stared at the ceiling: "Is it okay now?"

I won't let her take the initiative, will I?

Or perhaps Lu Jin wouldn't... be unable to do it?

At least I'm a healthy woman!

Dragging it out.

The mattress beside me sank slightly.

The next second, Lu Jin reached out and pulled her into his arms.

A husky voice close to her ear, warm breath swirling inside: "Thinking about this?"

Sang Li's body stiffened, her breath caught in her throat, and her limbs went limp. It was as if her entire body no longer belonged to her; the scalding blood slowly rose up her spine, then spread and proliferated, making her feel dizzy and disoriented, like she had been drinking alcohol and then had a fever. She suddenly felt tired and drowsy.

He was very close, and his voice deepened.

Do you regret it now?

Sang Li held her breath, not daring to speak.

The heat traveled from her skin to her blood, and she felt his intense pressure. It was as if she couldn't breathe at all, or she would be caught and discovered. She curled up, like hiding under a rushing stream, afraid to make a ripple.

But her body was more honest than her brain. Her fingertips trembled, her breathing became erratic, and her chest felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand; the tension had lasted too long, and it was starting to ache. For some reason, her eyes seemed unable to open, and her body grew heavier and heavier, as if she were still soaking in the warm milk. Sang Li suddenly thought she wanted to take a milk bath, sometime tomorrow.

Lu Jin whispered in her ear, his breath hitting her skin in waves, like heat waves, like the wind.

He whispered in her ear.

"Is this the proof you wanted?"

Each word was like a burning butterfly, fluttering into the crevices of her bones.

"I……"

She felt herself trembling, but she wasn't actually shaking at all. Instead, she lay there steadily with her back to him.

But before Lu Jin could make a further move, her drowsiness washed over her like a tidal wave.

Her consciousness was drawn in by the warmth of the milk and his breath, slowly sinking deeper into the abyss. She struggled to open her eyes, but her eyelids seemed already closed.

Not long after, she fell asleep in his arms.

Lu Jin covered her with the blanket.

Afterwards, he sat on the edge of the bed, motionless, his palm touching her wet hair. Thankfully, she didn't seem to be sick.

He withdrew his hand and gently rubbed the inside of his arm with his fingertips.

There was a pinhole that had just scabbed over.

It is a powerful sedative.

Only in this way could he calm down.

...Sang Li.

He knew she was on the verge of a breakdown tonight, and he himself wasn't much better off.

He is trying to save himself.

They were also trying to save her.

Seriously, what just happened almost killed me.

The curtains were drawn tightly, even though it was almost dawn outside, like the receding tide leaving only the lingering warmth of the beach.

Lu Jin thought she was already fast asleep, but in a moment of complete surprise, she rolled over and snuggled into his arms, half-asleep. Like an animal instinctively seeking warmth, she buried her entire body in his chest without any defenses.

Her slender arms wrapped around his waist tightly, as if afraid he might disappear again at any moment.

Lu Jin's breath hitched.

"Don't go..."

He closed his eyes, tightening his arms inch by inch, as if trying to embed her into his bones and blood, holding her tightly with a force that was almost punishing.

Go to sleep.

Go to sleep.