Chapter 18 Fire
Although it was evening, Jianghai City was still very hot and humid. After taking a shower, Song Yilin just wanted to stay in the air-conditioned room.
Xu Qingmin made room for Song Yilin and beckoned her over: "Come watch a movie."
Song Yilin sat on one side of the bed, and Xu Qingmin pulled her directly into his arms.
Song Yilin immediately propped herself up and warned in a low voice, "Xu Qingmin."
Xu Qingmin pressed down on Song Yilin's fidgeting hand: "Don't move, just watch the movie."
He forced Song Yilin's head to look at the television.
Song Yilin, fearing that Xu Qingmin might do something again, obediently sat still and watched the movie.
Midway through the movie, Xu Qingmin's hands started to wander.
Song Yilin grabbed Xu Qingmin's hand, but Xu Qingmin grabbed it back.
Xu Qingmin's large hand enveloped Song Yilin's hand, making her heart start to pound uncontrollably.
The skin that Xu Qingmin touched felt like it was on fire, both tingling and numb.
Song Yilin bit Xu Qingmin's hand, feeling both embarrassed and angry.
"Song Yilin, are you a dog?"
"Xu Qingmin, don't move."
"Okay, okay, I'll hug you."
But it's all her fault for choosing this movie; it was shown in this hotel, and it was even the uncut version.
This movie is probably shown the same way it's shown in Europe and America.
Not a single second was lost.
The female lead in the movie is completely naked.
The male lead's muscular physique is incredibly arousing.
In the movie, the actress's charming voice echoed throughout the room.
Xu Qingmin reached for the remote and turned off the TV.
She chose this movie, and now that it's being shown like this, it makes her seem like she has ulterior motives.
"Xu Qingmin, would you believe me if I said I haven't seen this movie?"
Xu Qingmin's body began to tense up, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Xu Qingmin suddenly turned her body around, pressed her down on the bed, and kissed her.
Xu Qingmin's kiss today was different from any of his previous ones; it raged over her like a storm.
Taking advantage of a moment, Song Yilin asked, "Xu Qingmin, didn't you say you would ask me if I agreed?"
Xu Qingmin's heat moved to her earlobes and neck, leaving a warm, moist trail wherever it went.
Song Yilin felt a tingling sensation throughout her body.
Xu Qingmin's magnetic voice asked in her ear, "So, are you willing?"
Song Yilin's mind went blank.
He unconsciously wrapped his arms around Xu Qingmin.
She returned Xu Qingmin's kiss.
Xu Qingmin seemed to have been encouraged.
He relentlessly intensified his demands on her.
Summer rain always catches people off guard.
That night, Jianghai City was hit by a torrential downpour.
The rain pounded wildly against the windowpane, leaving streaks of water in its wake.
Song Yilin's eyes were unfocused as the chandelier swayed.
After a long while, Song Yilin seemed to be completely drained and lay helplessly on the bed.
Xu Qingmin kissed her forehead gently, as if he had received a priceless treasure.
Song Yilin slept until noon.
Song Yilin felt sticky all over, and Xu Qingmin pulled her into his body like an octopus.
Song Yilin struggled to get up: "Xu Qingmin, let me go."
Xu Qingmin released Song Yilin upon hearing the sound.
Song Yilin immediately rushed to the toilet.
When the hot water poured over her, the pain in her lower body told her about Xu Qingmin's brutality the night before.
At first, Xu Qingmin was considerate of her feelings, speaking gently and caring for her, and slowly waiting for her to get used to it.
But later on, Xu Qingmin became like a wolf, charging around recklessly and showing no mercy to women.
Her first time was wonderful at first, but it turned out to be brutal.
Xu Qingmin seemed to have gone mad, forgetting that she was a naive young girl.
If sex is a solitary indulgence, then the relationship is meaningless.
The immense pain in her body caused Song Yilin's tears to fall with the water.
After washing up, Song Yilin came out, leaning against the wall.
Packing her things, she walked to the door, turned her back to Xu Qingmin, and said, "Xu Qingmin, let's break up."
Xu Qingmin was stunned. He hadn't even realized what Song Yilin had said when he was still in his honey pot. By the time he chased after her, Song Yilin was already gone.
Xu Qingmin thought to himself, "They've just had a sweet moment, surely they shouldn't break up? Song Yilin must have had a great time yesterday. He's seen the female leads in Japanese adult films begging for mercy like that. He lasted a long time and did it many times. His performance was pretty good, I guess."
Xu Qingmin called Song Yilin with a smug look on his face.
The call connected, then disconnected.
Xu Qingmin concluded that Song Yilin must be angry or shy.
If we really break up, I'll definitely block his number or just not answer it. Answering his call and then hanging up is just a woman's behavior.
This is how it always is whenever Song Yilin gets angry with him.
Just then, his mother called to say that his grandfather was critically ill and that he should hurry back to his hometown.
After hanging up the phone, Song Yilin hid in the stairwell and sobbed uncontrollably.
After crying for five minutes, a thought flashed through my mind, and I wiped away my tears again, silently scolding myself. What's there to be so dramatic about? She was the one who initiated the breakup. Haven't we tormented each other enough during this time? What's there to be heartbroken about?
Song Yilin collapsed onto the bed as soon as she got home.
Exhausted both physically and mentally today, Song Yilin fell asleep as soon as she lay down on the bed.
When Xu Qingmin set off for his grandfather's house in the countryside, he thought for a moment and sent Song Yilin a text message: My grandfather is critically ill and I need to go to the countryside for a few days. I'm sorry I was too reckless last night. When I get back, I'll let you do whatever you want with me. Don't be angry.
While Song Yilin was half asleep, she seemed to smell the smoke.
In her dream, Song Yilin was in a fire, running desperately, but no matter how hard she ran, she couldn't escape the staircase.
The thick smoke was about to bury her; she inhaled a lot of smoke through her nose.
Song Yilin coughed a few times, opened her eyes, and saw that the room was filled with thick smoke.
Song Yilin thought she was still dreaming and closed her eyes again, but the suffocating feeling made her open her eyes abruptly.
The smoke in the living room was even thicker, almost black.
She opened the door, and the hallway was completely dark, shrouded in thick smoke.
She tried to rush downhill based on her memory, but her nasal cavity felt like it was sealed with cement, and she couldn't breathe.
Suddenly, someone from room 601 next door pulled her inside.
The smoke in apartment 601 was much less than hers, but the moment the door was opened and she was pulled inside, thick smoke already filled the room.
Song Yilin recognized who had pulled her inside; it was Bai Ye's father from room 601.
Uncle Bai was also choked by the thick smoke and coughed violently a few times.
Seeing someone she knew made Song Yilin feel a little safer.
After recovering, Mr. Bai continued to pour water towards the door.
Song Yilin then noticed the fire prevention measures taken by Bai's father: wet blankets were stuffed into the gaps in the door.
The taps in the kitchen and toilet were always running.
Mr. Bai, with a wet towel covering his mouth, handed her one as well. Through the wet towel, he said to her, "The fire started downstairs. We're already surrounded by so much smoke, and there's already a heatwave outside, so we can't run down. Let's take precautions. The fire station isn't far from here, and they should be here soon."
Even so, every second of waiting was agonizing.
Whether they survive or not depends on whether the fire department can arrive in time within these few minutes.
The heatwave had already reached inside the house, so Mr. Bai told her to go to the balcony, where there was more oxygen.
Mr. Bai was busy splashing water.
Gradually, she saw that her father had also collapsed, and her heart was filled with even more despair.
At that moment, Song Yilin felt that her life was over.
But she no longer had the strength to climb over to her father's side. She felt her throat and nose were blocked, and the oxygen was getting thinner and thinner.
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