Chapter 38 Chapter 38 I help you?
Not long after returning to the hotel, there was a knock on the door. Zhao Qingshi came out from the shower with half-dried hair and only a bath towel wrapped around his lower body. "Xiangyi, go open the door."
Ruan Xiangyi went to open the door in her slippers. When she opened it, she was almost buried by the flowers in front of her. A man in a black suit said, "Hello! These are the roses Mr. Zhao ordered. Do you want us to help you move them in?"
Ruan Xiangyi was stunned for a moment and made way: "Sorry for the trouble."
After closing the door again, Zhao Qingshi came out in a bathrobe. Ruan Xiangyi was so shocked by the huge bouquet of flowers that her tongue was tied: "Did you order this?"
Zhao Qingshi came over and asked, "Do you like it?"
The red roses wrapped in black paper were as big as half a circle. She had never seen such a big bouquet of roses.
"I wanted to send you off during dinner, but Gu Suyan proposed, and I can't steal his limelight." Zhao Qingshi hugged her waist from behind. "Xiangyi, do you like it?"
"I like it very much!" No woman could bear such a surprise. Ruan Xiangyi was very moved. "I like it very much!"
"How many flowers are there?" She squatted down and smelled them.
"999? I think so," he said.
"As long as you like it." Zhao Qingshi drank some wine and looked at her face through the window with a dazed look in his eyes.
"When did you order it?" She hadn't noticed at all.
"Before you come, I specially prepared this as a surprise for you. Happy New Year! This is our first New Year together."
"But I don't have any surprises prepared for you."
“A surprise is called a surprise because it doesn’t ask for anything in return. As long as you are happy, that is the best surprise for me.”
The heating was on in the room. Before coming, Ruan Xiangyi followed Chen Tingwan's advice and prepared two dresses. She put on a shoulder-less V-neck purple dress, which made her belly bulge slightly. Her slightly curly hair fell on her shoulders. She raised her head, and her lips were easily grasped by someone.
The night scene outside was in full view. Ruan Xiangyi collapsed on the sofa by the window, one hand hanging on the ground. Before her clothes were stripped off, she made one last request: "Can you turn off the lights?"
She heard a soft laugh, and then the person on her left. Ruan Xiangyi propped herself up and half sat up. The room fell into darkness, and the sofa sank again. The previous few kisses had left her breathless, but she felt that he was still holding back. At this moment, she finally felt the most original him.
Her clothes were easy to take off, and the straps hung on her shoulders. Her hands were slightly clenched into fists. He freed one hand and reached out to hold her fingers tightly.
"I'll tell you a secret."
"Um……?"
"After that, I dreamed about you for three consecutive days."
"What?" Her mind was confused.
"Like this," he kissed her chest, "just like this, we did it for three days."
"Do you miss it?" he continued.
"What do you miss?" Her consciousness was led by him.
"Follow me.*"
She was not speaking as she had not completely lost consciousness.
"Do you remember how it started that time?" He took her hand and put it into his bathrobe, all the way up. The little hillocks made Ruan Xiangyi's legs tremble.
"Remember how you pinned me down?"
She remembers.
She remembered it all.
Flashback to that day.
Ruan Xiangyi didn't remember how she entered the hotel. She vaguely remembered being thrown onto the bed. She opened her eyes and could only see a back. The person went into the bathroom, and she staggered a few steps and followed him in.
At first, the man would shake her off, and after moving from the bathroom to the bed, things got out of control. His shirt was wet, and Ruan Xiangyi sat on him.
She held his hand and praised him, "Your hands are so big."
She put her hand into his shirt: "Is this your muscle? Feel it well. I don't have any."
"Why don't you kiss me?" "I can't hear you what did you say. Do you want to touch me?" "You smell so good. I like it." "It hurts." "Go slower." "I'm not drunk." "Why are you screaming louder than me?" "I like you so much." She said many things like this, and every time she recalled them, she wanted to knock herself out with a brick.
Now, she was the one at the bottom, listening to him laugh: "Xiangyi, one hand can't hold me anymore."
Ruan Xiangyi's face flushed. Her arrogance had led to her suffering. Watching without being able to do anything was undoubtedly torture, and she herself wasn't much better off.
The doctor said she could only have sex after three months, but she was only three months pregnant, so neither of them dared to take the risk.
Seeing that he was in pain, Ruan Xiangyi offered to help.
Zhao Qingshi stood up and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water. The bottle's smooth lines made it difficult to fully grasp. Without enough strength in his hands, it was difficult to unscrew the cap. Zhao Qingshi just lazily watched her, watching her efforts, how she grasped the situation, how she solved this difficult problem. However, she was a gifted child. Even if she lacked strength, using skills to win was smart. Finally, seeing her unscrew the bottle cap, Zhao Qingshi took the water and opened her palm, which was already red from being pierced. He carefully cleaned the marks between her fingers.
It was less than three minutes before midnight. Zhao Qingshi put down the water bottle, held her on his lap, and praised her, "Baby is great."
Ruan Xiangyi's hands were still shaking a little, and his lips were bitten by her again.
The clock counted down, and at the last moment, grand and gorgeous fireworks burst into life over Victoria Harbour, and a diamond ring slipped onto her ring finger: "Xiangyi, Happy New Year!"
Ruan Xiangyi was attracted by the colorful and dazzling fireworks outside the window. She exclaimed, "What a beautiful Victoria Harbour!"
Zhao Qingshi said, "But I think when 23-year-old Xiangyi stood here, her beauty was no less dazzling than the fireworks over Victoria Harbour."
The new year has begun.
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In the early morning of January 9th, fluffy white snow began to fall in Yitong. When she woke up in the morning, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow. Ruan Xiangyi was most afraid of the cold, so she wore thick snow boots and a down jacket that reached her ankles and stepped on the snow, leaving footprints. She missed the days in Hong Kong, where it was not as cold as Yitong.
Zhao Qingshi would occasionally make fun of her: "You've been in Yitong for so many years, why are you still so afraid of the cold?"
Ruan Xiangyi would also retort to him: "It's a physical problem."
But he didn't know that she was afraid of the cold and loved the snowy winter. She once had a wish, which was to walk hand in hand with her lover on the sidewalk on a snowy day. That was the simplest and most plain wish for love in her girlhood.
After three months of pregnancy, Ruan Xiangyi became sleepy, picky about food, and occasionally had temper tantrums. That afternoon, she came home early and thought of making a cat bed for a few stray cats she had seen nearby. It was a patient job. She used to be very patient, looking for videos online to learn how to make toys for cakes. Now, with nothing going her way, she wanted to throw down her tools.
Just as Zhao Qingshi pushed the door open, he almost hit her with a wooden board. He seemed to be used to it and picked it up: "How are you going to bully me this time?"
Ruan Xiangyi: "..."
Zhao Qingshi took off his coat and handed it to Aunt Cui, then squatted down to examine her new cat bed. The cat was circling around him with a dignified air. "Another cake! The room will be too full for it, right?"
"No, I made it for stray cats." She took the board back from his hand. The room was warm. She was wearing a nightgown and had her hair tied up in a bun, with a few strands of hair hanging down at her temples. She sat on the cushion, intending to argue with the board to the end.
Zhao Qingshi looked at the cat, as if saying, "Why are you so arrogant? I didn't make it for you." The cake lay beside Ruan Xiangyi's legs and meowed twice.
"Be careful not to hurt your hands." Zhao Qingshi rolled up his sleeves and helped. It took two hours to make a brand new cat bed. After placing the cat bed, the two of them walked towards the villa.
The white snow made the road bright. The two walked side by side, and their hands would touch from time to time. Shadow walked in front of them. The surroundings were quiet, with the occasional sound of two snowflakes pressing down on branches.
Ruan Xiangyi curled her fingers slightly. For some reason, her breathing became a little short, and she was vaguely expecting something in her heart.
The backs of their hands touched again, and just as she was about to move away, the hand finally grabbed her. Its knuckles grasped her wrist and slowly moved down, interlocking their fingers.
Ruan Xiangyi raised her head.
The man's facial features became increasingly clear in the moonlight, delicate and three-dimensional, his eyebrows were deep, and the curve of his lips made him look particularly gentle: "The road is slippery, I'm afraid you'll fall."
They had clearly explored every area and even had a child, but now they were just holding hands, and both of them looked very young.
Zhao Qingshi held her hand tightly, his face expressionless but his heart itching.
Ruan Xiangyi looked down at her toes as she walked, her leather shoes and sneakers moving in unison, slowly stepping on the moonlight. She remembered that when she was a freshman in college, on the way back to the dormitory from the library, she often saw boys holding girls' hands and walking in three steps. She was infected by love, and from then on she had a dream, hoping that one day in the future she would be able to hold hands with the person she loved like this.
The longing of a 19-year-old girl finally made me realize at the age of 23 that my heart was filled with swelling, my heart was tingling, and my ears were burning.
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