The second crooked way
The moon's shadow is everywhere, the leaves are swaying, the moon is hanging quietly on the branches, and the stars are dotted and shining.
The crow stood on the treetop again, tilting its head, its scarlet eyes looking even more eerie.
Suddenly, all the crows cried "Ah ah" and flew away. After a while, a figure came here. The plain white dress on her body made the place even more desolate.
Her hurried steps scared away the crows resting there, and her earlobes swayed as fast as her pounding heart.
What did she hear?
Shi Guiyi held onto the thick tree trunk and her body slowly softened. She sat on the ground powerlessly, but the rough touch of her palms reminded her that this was not a dream.
She didn't know why she ran out as if she was escaping. Even though no one noticed her, she was still panicked.
Her pretty face was now filled with sorrow. She could have retreated back to her room, but now, if she went back, she would have to pass by Yan Chan's room again.
If she heard correctly, the voice was clearly...
Thinking of this, she gently covered her mouth with her hand and her eyes widened a little.
Could it really be what she thought... Yan Chan and Guan Zheng... have become so "familiar" with each other?
Soon she shook her head again and again. It was impossible. This was too unbelievable. She must have misunderstood. Shi Guiyi tried to convince herself frantically.
At this time, the moon showed its figure in the dark night, changing from a thin eyebrow to a round and full one.
When Shi Guiyi looked up, he saw the full moon hanging alone in the sky, and the stars in the sky had disappeared.
For some reason, every time there was a full moon, her chest would always ache as if someone was grabbing it. Her mother said it was a disease she had from the womb, but she felt it was more like a curse.
Rumor has it that if you offend the gods, you will be punished by them, commonly known as heavenly punishment, but there is also a saying that goes with the three words of silence, which is a curse.
Divine punishment often only applies to the present life, while curses last for generations.
Shi Guiyi covered her chest with her hands and swallowed all the pain with gritted teeth. If it weren't for the thin layer of sweat on her face, it would be difficult to notice that she was feeling unwell.
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Before daybreak, Yan Chan struggled to get up. Getting up early had become a habit for him, but his limbs were tightly bound by Guan Zheng. If he had to get up, there was a way, but it would certainly wake up those who were sleeping soundly.
She lay on the bed, bored, playing with Guan Zheng's soft, boneless hands. Her collar was rubbed open a little, revealing her delicate white collarbone.
Seeing this, Yan Chan finally let go of Guan Zheng's hand and instead put her index finger on her forehead. What Yan Chan didn't expect was that Guan Zheng became even more presumptuous and pressed his head directly against her collarbone. The top of his furry hair just touched her neck, making her feel itchy, but she couldn't do anything to her.
While waiting for Guan Zheng to wake up naturally, Yan Chan thought carefully about how they had spent time together, and she felt a little "anxious" anyway.
Yan Chan sighed. After all, it was her who was in charge. She could only blame herself.
Seeing Guan Zheng so "dependent" on him, Yan Chan's eyes dimmed. He thought that the two of them could no longer be ordinary friends, and he couldn't help but pinch her fingers.
The round fingertips turned a little white under her pressure, and turned red again as the force disappeared.
Yan Chan brushed across her knuckles, tracing the lines of her hand, finally stopping at the ridge on her wrist and swirling it.
Suddenly, she thought of something, moved closer to Guan Zheng and sniffed carefully, then lay back down with a puzzled and puzzled look on her face.
Last night, when Yan Chan was playing with her hair, she secretly smelled it. Her hair was very fragrant, but it was not what Yan Chan was looking for.
Guan Zheng has a faint fragrance on her body, which is not like the scent of flowers but is extremely pleasant. Where does that inexplicable fragrance come from?
Come to think of it, she had smelled it when she was being affectionate with Guan Zheng, but Yan Chan didn't take it seriously. It was only when she smelled it again last night that she became concerned and wanted to find out what was going on.
Could it be on the dress?
Guan Zheng opened her eyes in a daze, and before she was fully conscious, she felt a figure flash before her eyes for a moment.
She turned her head to glance at the small oil lamp beside her, which was emitting a faint light, adding a touch of tranquility to the bed.
"Hmm." Guan Zheng rubbed her eyes and then realized that the figure just now was Yan Chan. "What are you doing?" She glanced at the sky outside the window. It was still dark.
"Nothing." After saying that, she lay back down. The two looked at each other in the dim firelight. Seeing that Guan Zheng was no longer clinging to her after waking up, Yan Chan felt like teasing her.
She pulled Guan Zheng into her arms, put her legs on herself, and whispered slowly in her ear: "This is how you pestered me last night." A hint of amusement flashed in her eyes.
Guan Zheng's sleepiness disappeared immediately after hearing this. Her beautiful eyes were filled with surprise, which was soon replaced by shyness.
Guan Zheng felt as if the places on her legs where she touched were on fire. The troublesome hand was still on her thigh, rubbing it intentionally or unintentionally.
She subconsciously wanted to clamp her legs together, but she didn't dare to act rashly, for fear that Yan Chan would notice something.
"I don't remember anything. Stop talking nonsense." Guan Zheng buried her head and quickly spoke to stop her from talking.
In the dim light, Yan Chan saw her shy face and didn't want to let her go easily. He held her waist and lifted her up. Their eyes met, and finally Guan Zheng looked away first.
Guan Zheng didn't expect Yan Chan to move suddenly, and she was so frightened that she almost screamed.
Then the world spun around, just like when the two first met, and the bed creaked at the right time.
Yan Chan forcefully pressed her knees against her middle, because she smelled that fragrance again. At this moment, she wanted to verify whether it was what she thought in her heart. If it was really like that... Yan Chan rolled her throat, and her eyes darkened.
She leaned over and whispered something into Guan Zheng's ear. Guan Zheng's ears turned completely red. She pushed her away with both hands and said "no".
If it weren't for the expectation in her eyes when she stole a glance at him, Yan Chan would have really thought that she was unwilling.
"Use this today." She waved her slender jade-like hand in front of Guan Zheng twice, with a smile on her lips, and covered her while Guan Zheng was still immersed in it and hadn't reacted.
The longer time passed, the stronger the fragrance became, almost covering up the jasmine scent on her body.
However, Yan Chan didn't care about these things, but his techniques became more varied.
Seeing that she seemed to be about to collapse, Yan Chan stopped maliciously, holding up his face and staring at her red little face with a half-smile.
Guan Zheng cried and shook her head, and the clothes on Yan Chan's shoulders were wrinkled by her.
"Don't want what?" Yan Chan used her other hand to wipe away the tears on her face.
Guan Zheng bit her lower lip and said nothing, just staring at her, trying to make Yan Chan understand what she meant.
"If you don't tell me, I won't understand." As he said this, he stepped back, but the smile on his face never faded.
Guan Zheng was so anxious that she quickly "bite" it, and spoke in a low voice while suppressing her embarrassment, but her eyes glanced at the soft pillow beside her and she didn't dare to look at her.
"You want me to stop?" She stopped backing away, her smile grew wider, and her peach blossom eyes became even more alluring.
"Yan Chan!" Guan Zheng called her name angrily, with a hint of coquettishness unconsciously in her voice. There were tears that had just rolled down her face. Yan Chan felt that she was seducing her again.
She chuckled, sent it to the deepest part, and said slowly: "This is the second crooked way."
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Yan Chan held Guan Zheng, who was resting with her eyes closed. The rich fragrance between the bed curtains lingered for a long time. At this moment, she was very sure where the fragrance came from.
Yan Chan didn't expect that she would meet such a "treasure".
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