Chapter 53 Chapter 53 After Sobering Up
Just as the assistant was lost in thought, filled with doubts, a message suddenly popped up on his phone. It was from Vivienne, asking him to bring a blanket into the private room.
The assistant did not dare to delay and immediately went to the car to get the best and softest blanket.
He stood at the door, took a few deep breaths, and prepared himself mentally before slowly opening the door.
However, when he saw the scene inside, he couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.
Vivienne was reclining on the sofa, Ji Hanxi was sleeping with his head resting on his legs and his coat draped over him.
I don’t know if it’s because the warm white light in this private room is too soft, but everything inside seems to be covered with a veil, and even Vivienne has become extremely gentle.
He used his fingers to comb her hair, lifted the hair from her neck, dipped his fingertips in the ointment he had prepared, and gently applied it to the bruises on her neck.
He lowered his head, doing this very carefully and meticulously. His eyes fell on her, looking at his treasure, his pearl...
The most surprising thing is that there is a red mark on Vivienne's neck, which is half-hidden by the high-necked inner wear. It is hard to see clearly, and it looks like a bite mark or a kiss mark.
The assistant stood at the door in a daze, staring blankly, forgetting the purpose of his entry.
It was not until Vivienne frowned slightly and said "tsk" that he woke up from his dream, quickly handed over the blanket, and then tactfully withdrew.
As soon as he closed the door, he frantically sent a message to everyone in the small group chat: "This is terrible! The world has changed!"
It was almost morning when Ji Hanxi woke up. She was still groggy from a hangover and shook her head as if trying to regain consciousness.
"woke up?"
When the familiar voice reached his ears, Ji Hanxi was startled, and his originally confused mind suddenly became alert.
She looked around and found that she was still in the same box. It was obvious that she had been resting here since she got drunk and had not moved.
She looked at herself and him again. She was still dressed, no different from yesterday. And he... his coat was haphazardly thrown on the sofa, his usually well-tailored underwear seemed to have been violently pulled and loosened, and his once soft and shiny hair was now a mess.
Did he seem to have suffered some strange torture last night?
"Do you remember what happened last night?" he asked softly.
Ji Hanxi lowered her head and tried to recall, but the more she thought, the more her headache grew. Only a few fragmented memories surfaced in her mind, like she was drunk and acting unreasonable. As for the rest, as to why Vivienne's clothes were so messy, she had no recollection at all.
As she was reminiscing, Vivienne watched her the whole time, her eyes fixed on her face, observing every change in her expression.
When she frowned slightly and showed a hint of confusion, he knew that she had no memory of what happened afterwards.
"Alas..." He looked at her hesitantly, wanting to say something but stopping himself, looking like someone who had been bullied but had no choice but to endure it.
And the culprit of the bullying was obviously directed at her.
"What did I do to you last night?"
"You really don't have any impression at all? Here, no impression at all?" He slightly lowered the half-high collar of his inner wear, revealing the marks on his neck.
After a night of settling, the red mark became even more obvious, especially on his fair skin, like a red plum blossom in the snow, extremely eye-catching and impossible to ignore.
"This..." Ji Hanxi took a deep breath, his eyes widened and his pupils shrank slightly.
This red mark looks like a hickey, it really does look like a hickey...
What did he mean? What did he mean by that? Was he saying that she had caused all these marks? She…she…she had drunkenly molested and forcefully kissed Vivienne? Oh my god, this…this…this is horrible! It doesn't seem real, it's horrible, how could she possibly have done that?
"And here, here, here, and here, don't you remember anything?" He pulled his collar down hard, revealing marks on his collarbone and chest. There were countless spots, blue and red, which showed how fierce the battle was last night.
Ji Hanxi was so shocked this time that her face turned pale and her whole body trembled. Was all this...her work? Was she the one who kissed her? Was she really that terrifying when she was drunk?
She stared at them intently, her mind racing. The more she looked, the stranger it seemed. The red mark on her collarbone seemed tinged with blood, and the bruise didn't look like it had been kissed. She leaned in closer, wanting a closer look, but before she could see clearly, he put the dress on, even pulling up the turtleneck.
"Since you don't recognize these, then there's no need to read them. It's useless anyway."
"I'm not denying it. Let me take another look. I want to see it more carefully." She felt that the marks on her neck were more like those caused by biting than kisses from sucking, and there were faint teeth marks.
She suspected Vivienne was lying to her, that she hadn't kissed him last night. Although she couldn't hold her liquor well, she was still somewhat confident in her drinking… Suddenly, she thought of last night's outburst, a vivid memory. Well, she had to admit, she had a bad drinking habit.
But no matter how bad it was, she wouldn't kiss Vivienne. And judging by the severity of the marks, it looked more like a brutal, forced kiss than a kiss of mutual affection. Would she really do such a thing?
"There are some traces in a more hidden place. Do you want to see them?" he said.
"Ah?" Ji Hanxi was shocked and a little confused.
Vivienne, standing opposite, lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes drooping, casting a bright shadow.
He looked conflicted, as if he couldn't bring himself to speak. After much hesitation, he finally reached for his clothes...
"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing?!" Seeing that something was wrong, she hurriedly stopped him.
"Don't you want to take a closer look? Then take a closer look."
"No, no, no! Stop it! I only want to see your neck and collarbone, I don't want to see anywhere else!"
"Why don't you look? Why only at the neck and collarbone? Why don't you look at more private places? Aren't these all caused by you? You weren't shy when you did it last night, but you feel shy now?" He pressed forward, pressing closer and closer, his long hair sliding down from his shoulders, swaying gently, almost brushing her face.
"I don't want it, go away!" Ji Hanxi was so scared that she shrank into the corner of the sofa. Looking at the other person's posture, she really thought he would reveal something scary.
"Coward..." He scoffed at her softly, then retracted his hand, picked up his coat and put it on.
After putting on his coat, his scars were even harder to see.
Ji Hanxi finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him get up, put on his clothes and move away from her.
"You called my name last night. Did you dream about me?" he suddenly said this.
"What?" Ji Hanxi was stunned after hearing this.
Her memories of last night were so chaotic that not only could she not remember what happened afterwards, she couldn't even remember the dream she had. Did she really dream about him? Did she really call out his name in her dream? She did dream about him, but that was during winter break. Perhaps it was, as the psychiatrist had said, a "precognitive dream," her body had long since warned her that the person she was chatting with wasn't a handsome mixed-race guy, but she remained oblivious. After the truth was revealed, she rarely dreamed about him again, and even if she did, it was only fragmentary. Did she... again last night?
When Ji Hanxi came back to her senses from her thoughts, she found Vivienne staring at her with inquiry and scrutiny.
She suddenly understood something and said angrily, "You lied to me. I definitely wasn't dreaming, and I definitely didn't call your name!"
"I didn't know it before, but the expression on your face just now told me that you definitely had a dream about me."
“…”
"What am I like in my dream? Why am I dreaming about me?"
"..." Ji Hanxi didn't want to say it. Her dream was too intimate, even erotic. She didn't know why she had such a dream, nor did she want to admit it.
"...Is it a nightmare? Or a wet dream? Could it be that both the nightmare and the wet dream are me?"
Ji Hanxi looked up and glared at him angrily. Damn it, he was right!
She looked at his half-exposed mark and realized that he had almost led her off topic, so she brought the conversation back to the topic: "I want to take another look at your neck. Why won't you let me see it? And you're trying to distract me with all sorts of things. What's the reason? Is that a hickey? What happened last night?"
"What happened last night...Won't you know what happened when you remember?"
"You..." This annoying person knew that she had lost her memory after getting drunk, but still said such things. How hateful!
"I only have two questions for you. If it's a hickey, how will you handle it? If it's not a hickey, how will you handle it?"
"If it's a hickey, it was done by the drunk me. What does it have to do with the sober me? If it's not a hickey, then it has even less to do with me."
"So, whether it's a hickey or not, you won't be responsible, right?"
“…”
"In that case, why do you care whether it's a hickey or not? What's the point of looking at it a few more times? You won't recognize it anyway." He said this softly with resentment, as if he was deeply hurt by her.
"No matter what, I have to find out."
"I can only tell you this. In my understanding, that's a kiss, that's a kiss, and it's a wild and passionate one, the kind that you really enjoy and can't help yourself."
“…”
"If you really want to know what happened, then try hard to remember it. Remember to be responsible to me when the time comes."
What he said was so ambiguous that it felt like he was being mysterious.
Ji Hanxi felt that he must be deceiving her again, and she definitely didn't kiss him. No matter how he tried to lead her to kiss, she couldn't believe it! She had to stick to her own idea, she definitely didn't kiss him!
After a series of psychological exhortations, she no longer insisted on looking at the marks on his neck and only confirmed her own thoughts.
I opened my phone and found it was full of messages, some from my roommates and some from Brother Jingchen.
She didn't come home last night, which was indeed a big deal. I wonder if she encountered any dormitory inspections or if the counselor found out.
I hurriedly replied to Minmin, telling her that I was fine and would be back to school soon.
Minmin replied:
"I know, baby."
"You already told me on the phone last night."
A phone call? Ji Hanxi was startled and quickly checked the records. There was indeed a call that was connected. Was it her who answered it? Did she answer it last night after drinking?
Minmin's messages continued to arrive:
"Last night there was not only your voice"
"And Vivienne's voice?"
"Are you two together?"
"You still say that"
"You're busy right now."
"I'm not coming back to sleep."
"What are you busy with?"
"Busy until morning?"
“…”
She didn't remember what she was busy with.
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