Chapter 68 Do you still want to hear? "Let me go." She was hugged by him...
"Let me go." He held her a little too tightly. Lin Xicai frowned, struggled a few more times, and jumped out of his arms.
She tried to turn around, but someone grabbed her arm from behind, and her whole body was almost hung in his arms again. Xie Shi stared at her straight, his voice so deep that it could squeeze water out of her.
"Li Ci, right?" he asked.
Lin Xicai's body stiffened uncontrollably for a moment, but her eyes suddenly became sharper when she heard the name: "It has nothing to do with him."
"It has nothing to do with him?" Xie Shi gritted his teeth. "So, the last reply on my phone, the one telling me to get lost, was it you who sent it? Did you tell me to get lost as far away as possible?"
Lin Xicai was stunned.
Li Ci had access to her mobile phone.
I nervously flipped through their chat history.
It must have been sent by him.
This bitch...
Xie Shi's face was a little scary, and the hand holding her arm tightened: "He touched your phone? What else did he do? What else did he do to you?"
He seemed very strong and tough, but only Xie Shi himself knew how panicked, frightened and insecure he was right now.
For this man, he has lost all his privileges, he can neither hear nor see.
Her emotions and thoughts would never again be spread out in front of him like a piece of paper, her every move was confiscated, and he could no longer sense her location at any time.
This person was completely out of his control.
He couldn't stand her disappearing from his sight for more than 12 hours. But this time, she disappeared for a full 24 hours, and even during this time she was with that person.
What did they do when he couldn't see?
How would he look at her?
Just thinking about it made him feel like he was losing control.
The Li family had countless houses, and he looked for her frantically, searching all the places where Li Ci had stayed before, but he didn't even see their shadow.
He hid her, he hid her.
Xie Shi's eyes were red: "Speak up, where did he take you, what happened?"
His voice was cold and bleak, with a biting chill. Lin Xicai's heart trembled, and his eyes became sharper: "What are you going to do?"
She looked a little nervous.
This tension was reflected in Xie Shi's eyes and distorted into something else.
Are you nervous or worried?
What was she afraid of? Was she afraid that he would attack that person?
Lin Xicai paid no attention to his increasingly menacing gaze. Her only concern was how to keep him out of the situation. Who did he think he was? How powerful did he think he was? A high school student, isolated and helpless, how could he possibly fight the Li family? At least she had the Fu family behind her to protect her. What did he have?
Lin Xicai was silent for a moment, her voice becoming colder, and she spoke in a warning tone: "Xie Shi, listen, I don't need you to do anything! This mess is between him and me, and only he and I can settle it. You don't need to, and you have no right to, interfere!"
Xie Shi was stunned for a moment, "You and him? I have no right to intervene? Don't interfere?"
Xie Shi stared at her, his face pale, and for the first time, a look of helplessness flashed across his usually arrogant and strong face.
He suddenly remembered what he had peeked at, their daily life in the space.
They did so many things together: eating together, watching movies together, she cooked wontons for him, she fed him medicine, she designed tests for him, he read his self-criticisms to her, he carried her back to his room to sleep...
They have done so much together, day and night, everything.
Even on days when he couldn't see her, he would always see her.
If you raise a dog for a long time, you will develop feelings for it. So what about her feelings for him? How much feelings does she have?
Does she feel more or less for this person than for him?
It seems that there are more than him.
She seemed to have given him the answer just now.
To that person it is “I and him”, to him it is “you”.
"You and him are so good," Xie Shi suddenly laughed. "You are worthy of having lived together. No matter how much you curse at each other or how much you show dislike for each other, when something really happens, you automatically tie yourself together. I am the outsider who meddles in other people's affairs."
Lin Xicai frowned, looking embarrassed: "What did you say?"
"Did I say something wrong?" That superior, dazzling face was now filled with sarcasm, so harsh it chilled one's heart. He was still smiling, his smile twisted into a crooked one. "Did I say something wrong? Ever since I came back, you've been defending him, afraid I'd hurt him? Do you miss it? The days when you shared a room together, day and night? You must be really resentful that I broke you up, right?"
Before he could finish his words, Xie Shi's face turned away and he was slapped hard in the face by the person opposite him.
After slapping someone, Lin Xicai walked out, but her arm felt tight and Xie Shi easily pushed her onto the bed.
He stood by the bed with his back to the light, his eyes lowered as he glanced at her indifferently. His tall and straight figure was like a dying tree. "Where are you going? Who are you looking for? Where were you and what were you doing before you returned to my arms?"
Lin Xicai leaned her elbows on the mattress and tried to get up and walk out the door, but was pushed back by that hand for the second time.
Lin Xicai fell on the bed, her anger completely aroused by him: "What are you going to do!"
Just then, her cell phone rang.
It’s Zhong Ping calling.
Lin Xicai hurriedly picked up the phone and was about to answer it, but the phone was snatched away by Xie Shi.
He snatched the phone and hung up, then opened the chat app and edited a message, saying that he was sleeping at a classmate's house, and then turned off the phone in front of her.
Lin Xicai stared at all his movements for a while, then smiled coldly.
She stood up from the bed and looked straight into those eyes paralyzed by rage and jealousy.
"What do you want to hear?" Lin Xicai smiled and stated calmly, "Okay, he hugged me, held me to sleep, and kissed me on the back of my hand, on my face, and on my mouth. What else do you want to hear? You..."
What she vomited out was poison.
It made his heart turn into blood and fester in an instant.
What she spat out was a sharp blade.
Stab directly at the place that he is most afraid of pain.
She spat out those few short lines as if it had nothing to do with her, like a gloating bystander. She knew he would go crazy, and she just wanted to make him feel uncomfortable.
It’s not enough, it’s far from enough. She wanted to say more, but her lips were blocked. The man opposite her almost lost control and kissed her fiercely, blocking the words she would say later that would make him lose control even more.
Lin Xicai was held in his arms, her waist tightly grasped, with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to cut her off. He was too wild and too rough, and not only could she not speak, she even had difficulty breathing.
She struggled, but he held her too tightly for her to break free.
So she stopped struggling, changed the position of her hands that were against his chest, and hooked her hands around his neck.
Her action seemed to surprise him. Almost at the moment she did it, the man's brutal force on her relaxed, and his body became hot and stiff.
Lin Xicai hugged him, moved her moist lips towards him while he was in a daze, and then, as if to vent her anger, she bit his neck hard.
It seemed to be in pain. He groaned and took a breath, but he didn't dodge or stop it.
His body became increasingly stiff and hot, even his breathing became disordered and heavy. Her face was buried in his neck, and her voice drifted into his ears along his red earlobe: "Do you want to hear more? I can continue to tell you, I can tell you in more detail. He kissed me on the mouth especially hard, harder than you just kissed me. I bit my lip and the blood dripped onto my face..."
She pointed to the location and said, "It's probably here..."
"Enough!" Her arm was tightly grasped by a large hand. His strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her bones. "Shut up!"
"I haven't finished yet, he..."
"I told you to shut up!"
Xie Shi interrupted her, his eyes dry, astringent, and frighteningly red, as if there was a ball of fire that would burn everything here to ashes in a minute.
He stared at her, the emotion in his eyes was not hatred, but it was as strong as hatred.
Lin Xicai suddenly laughed, a somewhat provocative laugh, "Shut up? Why shut up? Don't you like to listen? Don't you want to listen? What's wrong with me satisfying you? I..."
Before he could finish his words, that sharp-tongued mouth was kissed hard again.
It's not enough, it's far from enough. This mouth is too powerful and too hateful. He hates it... hates it...
Xie Shi held her in his arms, attacking her instinctively, forcefully and brutally, prying open her pearly teeth and going straight for her tongue.
This unprecedented feeling of being forcibly imprisoned and plundered is not pleasant.
But Lin Xicai never struggled at all and let him do whatever he wanted.
She didn't even close her eyes, just calmly watching him suffer and go crazy.
Only her heart, which had been out of rhythm, showed a flaw, secretly betraying her pretended calmness with a harsh tone.
His body was hot and stiff, but his hands were a little cold. Instinctively, he reached under her hem and placed them on her waist. His fingertips rubbed against her skin a few times, and before he completely lost control, he suppressed the torturous desire to continue digging in. As a second best option, he compromised, but unwillingly, and twisted her waist hard.
The coldness on her waist instantly turned into sparks, burning hot blisters. She trembled and wanted to retreat, but her whole body was held even tighter in his arms, forcing her to let him take advantage of her.
After a long time—an unknown amount of time—he finally let her go. Both of them were panting, with sweat on their foreheads.
Lin Xicai looked up at him, her eyes moist and her mouth hard, her edge still sharp. "Are you happy? Are you satisfied?"
"I could have kept these things to myself," Lin Xicai stared at him, "but you forced me to say them."
Xie Shi stared at her swollen lips, his gaze slowly moving upwards, passing over those stubborn and sharp eyes, and falling on her bangs that were wet with sweat.
He reached out and carefully smoothed out her bangs that were stuck to her forehead.
"It's all fake," he said, trying to remain calm, but his expression was distorted. "This day hasn't even started yet, and everything is fake. Don't even think about it. Forget it all. Forget that person and that damn kiss. Forget them all!"
He stared at her and said nervously, "From now on, when you think of a kiss, you will only think of the one just now. And when you think of the person who kissed you, you will only think of me."
Lin Xicai turned her head away from his touch, raised the corners of her lips, and laughed at his self-deception. "Is it fun to deceive yourself? What if you can't forget it?"
"Really?" Xie Shi leaned forward slightly, and also raised the corner of his lips to pull out a smile, "If you can't forget that kiss, then I can only make the person who kissed you disappear."
In an instant, Lin Xicai felt a chill down his spine.
She knew he wasn't lying and she wasn't trying to scare him.
He had been pretending to be good in front of her for so long that she almost forgot that he was the first madman she had ever met in this world.
Xie Shi stood up, but she suddenly grabbed his sleeve and said, "I like clean people. Xie Shi, if you dare to get blood on your hands, I would rather die than pay any attention to you again. I mean what I say."
Xie Shi stared at the red eyes and suddenly shook his head, "Put it another way, and I'll agree to it."
Lin Xicai frowned, seeming a little confused.
"You said you were worried about me," Xie Shi said, "You said you couldn't leave me, you said you couldn't bear to see blood on my hands..."
"I'm worried about you. I can't leave you. I can't bear to see blood on your hands."
Lin Xicai didn't hesitate for a second, repeating every word. Plain and straightforward.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man in front of her hugged her gently, deliberately not trying to figure out whether his words were perfunctory or sincere.
She wouldn't lie, he thought, she would never lie to him. If she said yes, it meant that she was worried about him, she couldn't live without him, she couldn't bear to see blood on his hands, it was all because of him, for him, and had nothing to do with that person.
He held her and nodded, eager to stamp this conclusion: "I know, I know it is like this."
Lin Xicai felt sad when he hugged her.
After a while, he finally took off the disguise that was hurting others and himself at the same time.
“I don’t understand,” she said. “I’m the one who’s been wronged. Why are you all acting like victims?”
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