Chapter 46 Torrential Rain Tonight Even if Yu Tang cries her eyes out, he's determined to have her...
Yu Tang felt completely drained. Her vision blurred, and she was covered in a cold sweat. She murmured, "I like you—"
Upon hearing this, Yu Chaoxian looked over. The fervor and anticipation in his eyes were something Yu Tang couldn't understand, nor did she want to understand.
"That's absolutely impossible." Yu Tang's voice was weak, but her words were clear enough for everyone present to hear.
Chen Diao knew things were about to go wrong as soon as he heard this; Yu Tangjing was saying things that could kill someone.
Yu Tang tried her best to break free from the restraints of Yu Chaoxian's arms behind her. She knew clearly that as soon as the person behind her let go, she would fall from this high platform, either becoming crippled or having her body pierced by steel bars.
But at this moment, she didn't care anymore. Even if she fell to her death, it would be better than continuing to be trapped in the arms of this terrible and cruel man.
Did she really push him away? Her body was already suspended in mid-air, and darkness enveloped her. In her final moments of consciousness, she felt no pain, only a sense of liberation and emptiness.
Before losing consciousness, she seemed to hear an anxious "Tangtang".
Who is calling her?
Is it his older brother? Is it Liang Jiaqi? Or...?
The car to the hospital was deathly silent. Yu Chaoxian held the unconscious Yu Tang tightly in his arms. At this moment, Yu Tang looked like a broken doll, her white dress stained with blood.
Her eyes were wet, and tears kept flowing. No one knew what was troubling her; she even cried in her sleep.
Yu Chaoxian had seen this situation before. She cried like this the night Yu Yanting fell into a coma, even in her sleep. But at least she knew to run to him after waking up. At that time, she regarded him as her only support.
Yu Tang's tears now are definitely not for Yu Yanting, but for Liang Jiaqi.
But it doesn't matter, why should he bother arguing with a dead man?
Yu Chaoxian wiped away the tears from the corner of Yu Tang's eyes with his fingertip.
Chen Diao, who was driving, was unusually silent, and Mickey, who was in the passenger seat, was as quiet as ever, but both of them saw something on their boss's face at the same time... a look of dejection?
In the sanatorium, Yu Tang lay quietly on the hospital bed. The doctor said that Yu Tang was just in a deep sleep due to shock, and that she was fine after a good night's sleep. He had already treated the knife wound on her hand. Fortunately, the wound wasn't deep and could be easily disinfected and bandaged.
The curtains swayed and rose in the wind like ocean waves. The weather was gloomy, and a light drizzle continued, as if brewing a torrential thunderstorm.
The humidity and temperature in the ward were just right, but Yu Tang, still half asleep, felt like she was suffocating. Outside, the raindrops gradually grew larger and pattered against the window. Yu Tang was extremely restless, constantly suspecting that the cold rain would seep through the glass and soak her. The chill followed her drowsiness, and she curled up completely under the covers.
In her sleep, she felt like she couldn't breathe properly, as if something was binding her back and pulling her down into an abyss. Yu Tang was terrified and frightened. She turned around to see who was behind her more clearly, and heard a voice calling "Little Aunt." The moment she saw that it was Yu Chaoxian, Yu Tang woke up with a start, her back covered in cold sweat.
She felt better off asleep than awake, her mind constantly replaying Liang Jiaqi covered in blood and the sound of the gunshot.
She knew Yu Chaoxian was right behind her, but she kept her eyes closed, remaining in a deep sleep, unwilling to face him.
Yu Chaoxian sat on a chair by the bed, his half-dry black hair still dripping water, droplets sliding down his hair and soaking his shirt. The wound on his palm had only been simply disinfected, and spots of crimson blood had seeped through the gauze, but he seemed to be deliberately leaving it untreated, letting the wound develop.
When Mickey pushed the door open, this was the scene he saw—Yu Chaoxian's gaze remained fixed on the person on the hospital bed, his damp hair casting shadows on his forehead, obscuring the emotions in his eyes.
Hearing the noise behind him, Yu Chaoxian got up, tucked the blanket around Yu Tang, and went out to the balcony.
Mickey turned and walked over.
It's always easier to have a conversation on the balcony than in the hospital room.
Mickey reported, "Boss, the order from Fuzhou is ready. This shipment is large, so I plan to arrange for sea freight. Fuzhou has already prepared a dedicated port to receive it."
The Yu family owns its own shipping company and marine insurance, so Mickey's arrangements were without issue. However, the large volume of shipping also has obvious drawbacks: long transit times and the risk of encountering pirates.
However, no one was foolish enough to intercept the Yu family's ship.
The white curtains fluttered gently in the breeze. Yu Chaoxian stood silently by the window. "Let's arrange it like this."
Mickey, who had followed him for many years, keenly sensed that his boss was in a bad mood at the moment.
With everything going smoothly in business, the only thing that could make Yu Chaoxian care so much is the woman on the sickbed.
Just then, the nurse gently knocked on the door: "Miss Yu is awake."
He hesitated for a moment before conveying Yu Tang's first words upon waking: "She said... she wanted to drink some wine."
Want to drink? He's only just turned 18, Yu Chaoxian recalled Yu Tang's earlier boast about drinking him under the table. Fine, after all, it's her birthday today, a little alcohol won't hurt.
Yu Chaoxian smiled slightly and said to Mickey, "Go and get the wine from the car."
He paused, then said, "Prepare some things for the girls on the ship."
Mickey was about to respond when he suddenly realized that his boss was taking Yu Tang with him. Then he remembered Liang Jiaqi appearing during their last two-week business trip and immediately understood. No wonder his boss wanted to bring her along; otherwise, who knew what kind of person would appear with Yu Tang while he was away?
Moreover, this time it's a shipping route, which is much safer.
Yu Tang remained motionless under the covers. She had been awake for a while, but was deliberately trying to clear her mind and not wanting to face anyone.
She was a little thirsty, but didn't want to drink water, or even her favorite juice and milkshake. Yu Tang craved something strong, something that would make her dizzy and completely release or temporarily forget her memories.
For example, there's the kind of wine she's always been curious about but has never tried. Isn't it said that a good drink can wash away a thousand sorrows? Well, she has so many sorrows she wants to get rid of.
Footsteps sounded at the door of the ward, and the clinking of wine glasses on the table in front of the bed echoed.
There was a faint smell of disinfectant in the room, and the person who came in smelled of the same shower gel that she used. Yu Tang knew who it was without even turning around.
Yu Chaoxian sat down on the chair by the bed, his long legs casually crossed. Yu Tang buried her face deeper into the pillow; at this moment, he was the last person she wanted to see.
In the dim light, the man's presence was so strong it was suffocating. His tall figure almost swallowed up the already thin light source.
As they got closer, Yu Chaoxian's unique aura of aggression became very strong, and his figure eventually completely enveloped her. Without needing to touch him, his presence felt as tangible as a weight pressing down on her senses.
Yu Tang felt extremely uncomfortable, yet she didn't understand what the oppressive feeling emanating from the man meant. Still naive, she could only smell the faint scent of cigarettes on Yu Chaoxian, which she attributed to the strange sense of aggression.
She simply pulled the blanket over her eyes, showing no intention of paying him any attention.
"Don't give me that look, smile." Yu Chaoxian lifted the blanket, turned Yu Tang's face to face so she could look at him, and then tugged at the corners of her mouth, as if he were handling a pet that shouldn't have any emotions.
"Don't touch me!" Yu Tang couldn't possibly laugh; she just wanted to break free from Yu Chaoxian's grasp. She truly didn't understand how he could act as if nothing had happened after killing someone.
His face, which had been close to hers, was pushed away by Yu Tang with a force that felt like a slap.
Yu Chaoxian remained in the position of being pushed away, staring intently at Yu Tang. Yu Tang thought he would get angry and was a little afraid of dying, but he was still defiant, holding his neck high and not wanting to be at a disadvantage, as if to say, "Kill me or torture me as you please."
She had seen the methods Yu Chaoxian used to torture people, but she didn't know whether he gouged out her eyes or cut out her tongue.
Seeing him reach out his hand, Yu Tang closed her eyes. Yu Chaoxian was so angry at her nonchalant attitude that he really wanted to strangle her. She used to be terrified of him, but now she had suddenly become defiant.
I'm still getting angry with someone who's insignificant; it'll never end.
Yu Chaoxian felt a surge of annoyance, an unnamed anger rising in his chest with nowhere to be released.
What a miserable life he's living! Who dares to mess with her? Otherwise, they can forget about having a peaceful life. He's experienced Yu Tang's heartlessness firsthand.
Just strangle him.
The hand that landed on her hair merely rubbed it gently. The expected outburst of anger did not materialize. Yu Tang opened her eyes in confusion and saw Yu Chaoxian with slightly furrowed brows and a calm expression.
It's as if she's a pet he keeps, and the pet is being unreasonable while the owner indulges it.
"Didn't you want to drink?" He pushed the wine bottle on the table. Yu Tang's gaze swept over and saw Romanée-Conti soaking in crushed ice, with two crystal glasses next to it.
Yu Chaoxian slowly unscrewed the cork, and the aroma of wine immediately filled the air.
He poured two glasses, handed one to him, and said, "Shall we clink glasses?"
Yu Tang had no intention of clinking glasses with him. She snatched the bottle of wine from the table and chugged it down, choking halfway through. The wine trailed down her neck, leaving a winding mark like shocking blood, disappearing below her collarbone.
Red liquid spread across her porcelain-white skin, a beauty that was stimulating to the eye.
Yu Tang didn't notice that the man's gaze had darkened and his breathing had become heavy.
After downing most of the bottle of wine, Yu Tang's eyes began to glaze over. It was her first time drinking, and the dizziness came on quickly. Suddenly, she stared into Yu Chaoxian's eyes for a long time.
Yu Chaoxian was very satisfied with the way Yu Tang looked at him; she was more focused on him than she was on anyone else.
Alcohol flushed Yu Tang's cheeks, and she shook her dizzy head, trying to see clearly.
"Brother..." She suddenly staggered and jumped out of bed, rushing barefoot towards the door, "I want to spend my birthday with my brother!"
"Yu Tang, what do you mean? Look at me, are you looking for your brother?" Yu Chaoxian said impatiently.
Before she could run more than a few steps, reaching the stairs, Yu Tang was pulled into Yu Chaoxian's arms, her slender waist held by his strong, powerful arms, and she was easily lifted up.
The alcohol was slowly taking effect, and the man's handsome face suddenly loomed large in her eyes. Facing his increasingly close breath, Yu Tang looked into his eyes.
The light was mostly blocked by Yu Chaoxian's tall figure, but the lingering light still flickered in her pupils, casting his silhouette in the light and shadow, though his face was not clearly visible.
Yu Tang slowly closed her eyes; there was no better hint or invitation than this. His lips gently covered hers.
Yu Chaoxian kissed her briefly, but was stopped in his tracks by her slightly trembling, alcohol-tinged breath. He stood there, their noses touching, their breaths lingering between them.
A very gentle kiss, a soft touch, an unfamiliar sensation.
A rumbling thunderclap from the horizon startled Yu Tang awake, and she opened her eyes in confusion.
My head feels so dizzy and heavy; I can't quite process what's going on.
Yu Chaoxian stroked her face. This kiss was definitely more like a kiss than the first one. Yu Tang's reaction was one of acceptance. Her choice after getting drunk was more instinctive.
The blood seeping from his palm smeared on the girl's fair face. He tightened his arms, stared into her eyes, and asked her who she liked.
Who does she like? The silhouette of Yu Tang was so clear in her eyes.
Yu Tang was lost in thought, a dreamy smile on her face, as if she were recalling something.
"Tangtang, who do you like?" Yu Chaoxian took her hand and placed it on his cheek, wanting to hear her answer.
Yu Tang kept staring into those eyes, as if she couldn't get enough of them. Yu Chaoxian knew, of course, that Yu Tang liked looking into his eyes; ever since the first time he picked her up from school, she had mistaken him for someone else and had looked into his eyes in the same way.
Yu Chaoxian smiled indulgently; she simply loved looking at him. Therefore, besides him, it could only be him; who else could it be?
"Who do I like?" Yu Tang asked drunkenly, suddenly reaching out to cover the lower half of Yu Chaoxian's face. Not satisfied with that, she pulled her hand out and covered his forehead.
Only his dark, deep eyes were visible.
She watched intently, completely absorbed, murmuring, "My son has used up three vats of water grinding ink, yet only one aspect resembles Wang Xizhi..."
As soon as the words were spoken, they both froze. The window was blown open by the wind, and torrential rain poured in instantly, tearing the curtains and making them flutter loudly.
Yu Tang, who was drunk, regained her senses for a moment and realized what she had just said.
Lightning flashed across the room again and again, casting jumbled, overlapping shadows on the walls.
The last trace of a smile on Yu Chaoxian's lips vanished.
Dim lighting can conceal many secrets, but Yu Tang's secrets were laid bare under Yu Chaoxian's sharp and all-seeing gaze. At this moment, everything about Yu Tang was being dissected and observed by Yu Chaoxian.
Mickey was buying girls' supplies at a nearby convenience store. He passed by the sleeping area, then turned back and grabbed a pillow.
He was preparing to pay the bill with a blank expression when he received a call from Yu Chaoxian.
The phone call was brief, consisting of only three words—"Buy a box of T-shirts."
A knock came from the sound of the downpour. The door opened only a crack, and Yu Chao took the item from Mickey's hand.
Only a small part of the door was visible through the crack. The girl was obscured by the man's tall figure, and Mickey could only see a pair of fair and slender wrists with a black belt wrapped around them.
He paused for a moment, then noticed Shangyu Chaoxian's impatient expression.
Mickey eventually turned and left. The boss will get what he wants, even if it means resorting to any means necessary.
"No, no..." Mickey heard Yu Tang's voice, but the door closed quickly and he could hear nothing more.
As the door closed, the last ray of light disappeared, leaving Yu Tang in the darkness that Yu Chaoxian had given her.
The torrential rain outside resembled Yu Tang's endless tears.
Mickey thought that the boss was like this storm, and Yu Tang was like a flower under the storm. Out of passivity or curiosity, she had gently kissed the storm to comfort it, but the storm uprooted her and swept her into its domain without leaving any room for anything else.
After that, Yu Tang could easily obtain a lot, whether she needed it or not.
However, the price she paid for this was far too high.
The door was slowly closed, and the last bit of light disappeared from Yu Tang's eyes.
"Yu Tang," Yu Chaoxian gripped her chin, forcing her to look directly at him, so close yet seemingly separated by an abyss, "I'll ask you one last time, what do you want?"
Yu Tang felt nauseous and cried out in hatred, "I want you to disappear from my life forever!"
"Cry?" Yu Chaoxian rubbed her wet cheek hard with his thumb. "Then cry nicely!" Before he finished speaking, he kissed her fiercely.
He could wait for her to figure out what she wanted, but even if Yu Tang cried her eyes out tonight, he was determined to have her!
Yu Tang's neck was gripped tightly, forcing her to tilt her head back to endure the bloody kiss. Yu Chaoxian felt a sharp pain in his lip, and Yu Tang bit him mercilessly, drawing blood onto her lips.
"I'm your aunt! Are you crazy!" Yu Tang struggled desperately to escape, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled her back into his arms. She realized with despair that her brother, who was unconscious upstairs, couldn't save her, and no one in this world could save her.
Yu Tang didn't know where to hide. She struggled to run towards the door, but he grabbed her ankle. In the end, she couldn't escape and was pulled into his arms and pressed down on him.
Yu Chaoxian's chest pressed tightly against her back, the rapid and forceful thrusts making her ache. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, "Then listen carefully—"
Lightning flashed across the night sky outside the window, and a fierce wind snapped the flower branches in the yard.
“I went in…” he slowly pressed in, “to my little aunt.”
In that instant, Yu Tang felt as if she were being torn apart. Because of the pain, she was acutely aware that it was Yu Chaoxian who had invaded her body.
This relationship is beyond repair.
Yu Tang's eyes were vacant, and she couldn't break free of the belt on her wrist. She didn't want to look at Yu Chaoxian, and without giving any response, she turned her gaze to the French windows, tears sliding down her cheeks.
She had very few clothes left on her body, while Yu Chaoxian only had a slightly wrinkled shirt.
"Where do you want to do it?" Yu Chaoxian's gaze swept towards the single sofa in front of the balcony. Yu Tang always did her homework on that sofa whenever she came to visit Yu Yanting.
He remembered how she looked when she was doing math problems: her brows furrowed slightly, her rosy lips unconsciously pursed. When she really couldn't solve a problem, she would look at him with those wet, teary eyes. She would deliberately imitate others, calling him "Big Brother" in a quirky way, or playfully calling him "Brother Xian," asking him how to do the problem and asking him to teach her.
How to do it?
“You know, the day I sat here watching you do your homework, I just wanted to do this with you…” Yu Chaoxian pulled the girl onto his lap, as easily as he was handling a doll, and gently bit her earlobe, “…do it.”
Yu Tang's voice was hoarse, and she was sweating profusely from the pain, unable to utter a single word.
She was in so much pain that she cried, soaking Yu Chaoxian's shoulder. Yu Chaoxian wasn't much better off; he could barely move.
Yu Chao first cupped her face in his hands, and Yu Tang's face flushed red because of his movement. Her skin was still weak and pale, with a reddish tinge to her pale complexion. Even in her sickly state, she still looked delicate.
"Don't cry," he said, unable to look away, wanting more. He picked her up and said, "Tangtang, hold me tight."
Unable to bear his torment any longer, Yu Tang scratched bloody marks on his face, neck, and back, crying out in a trembling voice, "I don't want to."
Don't want it? He can have it if he wants it.
Yu Chaoxian's breathing became so heavy he could barely hold it in, so he had to slow it down. Yu Tang was really too delicate for him to handle, so he lingered slowly, his rough thumb moving from her forehead and the corner of her eye to the side of her neck, trying to help her relax as much as possible.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked in a low voice, taking a deep breath, and leaned down to kiss her sweaty forehead.
Yu Tang's lips trembled slightly, and Yu Chaoxian leaned closer to listen—
"Disgusting..." Yu Tang said weakly, as if she knew exactly how to anger him, and she was about to do it. She gritted her teeth and used her last strength to say each word, "Doing this with you is so disgusting that I want to die!"
The dark fire in Yu Chaoxian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he closed his eyes, no longer looking at her. Her patience had run out, and she recklessly crushed the last vestige of his pity.
Want to die? It's that simple.
Outside the window, the rain poured down, but it couldn't drown out the burning desire in the man's chest that had been extinguished and then reignited. He turned Yu Tang's face and made her look at him with a competitive air. He leaned down and bit her chin: "Your crying sounds nice, so let your brother hear clearly who you're crying under."
There was no communication from beginning to end; they acted entirely like animals driven by instinct.
Primitive indulgence.
Yu Chaoxian deliberately hurt her, but Yu Tang bit her lip until it bled and refused to utter another cry. Only one thought occupied Yu Tang's mind: her brother mustn't hear her.
The man's gaze darkened, finally settling on her tear-streaked face. Annoyed, he simply turned her around, covered her head with the blanket, and strode away unmoved.
The intense pleasure made his eyes burn, but the person beneath him not only refused to give the slightest warm response, but also had a suicidal expression, with disgust and revulsion in his eyes, without uttering a single word of coaxing or softening.
Yu Chaoxian was extremely upset and frustrated.
“Yu Tang, disgusting, isn’t it?” Yu Chaoxian sneered and whispered to her, “We have a long way to go, let’s suffer together slowly.”
Yu Tang had pretended to cry many times, almost always to get her brother's attention. She never cried for long because her brother would quickly comfort her.
She had never truly tasted tears before, but that night, she tasted them all, she tasted them to her heart's content...
Yu Chaoxian seemed tireless in his repeated demands, his muscular arms encircling Yu Tang. He deliberately stood up, forcing Yu Tang, who couldn't touch the ground, to hook her legs around his waist, relying entirely on him.
The intense, unrestrained movements were too much for Yu Tang, who was exhausted and pale. Her eyes were empty, as if it were all a dream. But the nightmare was too long.
Yu Chaoxian remained silent, while Yu Tang's cries were muffled by the sound of the downpour.
Yu Chaoxian ripped off her belt, which fell to the ground. He grasped Yu Tang's limp hand. He kissed her wrist, their fingers intertwining. The wounds on their palms reopened, their blood mingling and flowing towards their perfect union.
Another thunderclap rolled across the horizon, and Yu Chaoxian and Yu Tang were drenched in sweat. It was as if rain had fallen on them, soaking everything.
The torrential rain lasted all night, and by dawn, the city was almost submerged.
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