0104 113 The Fallen Rabbit Collects the Light
Anger surged within her, and Wei Luochen couldn't hold back her tears. She cried and punched and kicked Ling Xingzhi. He had never said such things before. In an instant, Wei Luochen understood. It seemed that she had lost Ling Xingzhi. When she was tired of hitting him, she grabbed Ling Xingzhi's arm and bit it hard.
Ling Xingzhi merely frowned, without pushing her away. After a long while, she slowly released her mouth, and blood dripped onto the ground. Wei Luochen at that moment looked exactly like a seductive vampire.
"Wei Luochen, I can't think of any way to resolve our problems. If you can find happiness in other people, why not?"
Wei Luochen laughed heartily upon hearing this and took a few steps back. "Just like you, right? When you're hurt, you go to heal your wounds, or go find other women to bring you pleasure?" Wei Luochen retorted. Looking at Ling Xingzhi's furrowed brows, she suddenly understood that Ling Xingzhi felt guilty.
"Hahaha! Do you want me to find someone else so you can cheat on me without worry? Or do you think you can get rid of me by doing this?" Wei Luochen shook his head, his eyes full of hatred. "Let me tell you, Ling Xingzhi, no way! We've been married for so many years, and I know a little about the Ling family's affairs. Aren't you afraid? I've never used this to threaten you because I love you and I know your bottom line, but what did you do? How dare you cheat on me?"
Hearing this, Ling Xingzhi's anger gradually rose. "Wei Luochen, stop being willful. Think about yourself, and think about the family behind you."
"If you dare touch me or my family, I'll make you regret it! Taking down the Ling family is a good deed in itself," Wei Luochen said defiantly. "I'm tired, and you're tired too, aren't you? I'm tired because I think about you every day, whether you're cheating on me again, whether you love me or not. And you're tired? You're exhausted from all that power..."
"Without power, you wouldn't be where you are today," Ling Xingzhi said with a murderous look. "Wei Luochen, you'd better not involve your family in matters of the heart."
Wei Luochen had long since lost his mind, yelling at Ling Xingzhi, "I love you so much, can't you love me too! Why can't you love me!! Why?!" He waved his hands in the air and jumped wildly, just like a child who couldn't get candy.
Her feet were red from jumping, and the bloodstains on the floor looked like a murder scene.
He killed her love.
Seeing this scene, Ling Xingzhi felt a pang of sorrow. If love could be acted out, if love could deceive oneself, perhaps he could convince himself to love her, that he could make her happy. But they had already missed each other. In every day and night of those seven years, they had unknowingly missed each other.
Seeing Wei Luochen's frantic state, Ling Xingzhi leaned forward, wanting to hug her.
But he held back; he was just a hair's breadth away from it.
If both of you are so exhausted, why stay together and torment each other?
The thought flashed through my mind.
Ling Xingzhi closed his eyes, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he opened his eyes to look at Wei Luochen. "I admit that it was wrong of me to cheat. I should not cheat on any woman, whether it is Kong Lingqi or any woman in the future." Ling Xingzhi paused, and he smelled blood.
"Wei Luochen, I'm sorry, I'm not the right person for you..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wei Luochen interrupted her, "Stop talking! I won't let you say another word! I hate you! I fucking hate you to death! Why are you so cruel? You could at least admit you cheated on me, why are you so hypocritical? Why apologize! In our relationship, you're just a hypocritical politician!"
“I can’t give you what you want. Every time I see you, I feel exhausted,” Ling Xingzhi sighed and sat down on the sofa. “Don’t pressure me anymore. Can’t you leave yourself a way out?”
Wei Luochen took a few steps closer, looked down at Ling Xingzhi, and asked, "What? Starting to play the emotional card? Which rule of politics does that fall under?"
Ling Xingzhi shook his head, losing patience. "What do you want to do? Tell me."
Wei Luochen squatted down and looked Ling Xingzhi in the eye. "If I tell you, will you agree?"
Ling Xingzhi hesitated for a moment before nodding. "No matter what, I will agree to it... You know my bottom line."
Wei Luochen licked her lips, the taste of blood exciting her, her eyes strange. "Let's have a child, okay? After we have the child, you can get a tubal ligation. You can sleep with any other woman you want after that, I'll be the mother of your child, and it can only be me."
The person before her was neither human nor ghost. Ling Xingzhi knew that the child wasn't the cure for their problems; it would only deepen their bond. Leaving was the best option, but... how could she leave?
He lowered his eyes and obeyed orders.
Wei Luochen seemed to see through his thoughts, "Divorce? Stop now, unless I'm dead."
Just as Ling Xingzhi opened her mouth to say yes, Wei Luochen suddenly grabbed Ling Xingzhi's hand tightly, gasped for breath, her eyes unfocused, curled up, looked around as if countless ants were crawling on her body, and kicked her feet on the ground.
At the crucial moment, she experienced a drug withdrawal. Wei Luochen, with his remaining rationality, cursed himself. She was so close; she saw the reluctance in his eyes, so close! The withdrawal made her suffer, and she murmured as tears streamed down her face.
"Stop... Save me... Save me..."
The dark, icy seawater engulfed her.
Wei Luochen's fingers were tense, every joint was straining, like the claws of a monster.
"I need... medicine..."
She couldn't take it anymore; the cold was engulfing her.
The next second, she felt warmth, but it wasn't enough. Her nerves screamed, "Not enough, not enough!" She felt like she was floating, able to breathe again.
But a huge wave plunged her back into the icy sea—
"Wei Luochen, look at yourself! How dare you have a child? Do you want her to be born like you, a poisonous insect?"
In that instant, Wei Luochen mustered all his strength, opened his eyes, stared intently at Ling Xingzhi, and gripped his collar.
"Please... save me..."
"I... will change..."
Please, don't abandon me.
Memories lingered with the scent of sparkling water, and Wei Luochen recalled the first time she met Ling Xingzhi. That year, she was sixteen. At a grand wedding banquet in Beijing, utterly bored, she wandered around with a wine glass in hand. The young girl wanted to appear elegant, but the glass wasn't filled with wine; it contained sparkling water.
She stumbled upon a garden where a sculpture of a soaring dragon adorned the fountain. Water spouted from the dragon's mouth, tracing a rainbow in the air. On the other side of the rainbow, she saw a man's back. He stood in the garden, dressed in an expensive suit, his brow furrowed, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his head bowed. Despite the presence of seats, the man stood alone, lost in thought.
Wei Luochen picked up the sparkling water, took a small sip, and kept his eyes on that expensive figure.
She didn't know how much time had passed when hurried footsteps echoed in the garden. Instinctively, she wanted to hide, but there was nowhere to escape, so she had no choice but to run into the flower bushes.
The woman in the white gauze dress fluttered onto the man like a butterfly.
Wei Luochen recognized the woman; she was the bride at the wedding banquet.
The two were talking, their foreheads touching, incredibly intimate. The man said something, and the woman opposite him laughed, looking absolutely beautiful. The man turned his head, cupped her face in his hands, and slowly kissed her; her jawline was as sensual as Cupid's arrow.
It pierced through Wei Luochen's heart in an instant.
She wanted to run, but the sounds of a man and woman kissing carried a sense of taboo, as if Eve couldn't resist Satan's temptation. The man's hand reached under the bride's dress. The bride tilted her head back, her cheeks slightly flushed, her red lips slightly parted, and her voice made Wei Luochen blush.
The next second, the man ripped open the woman's clothes at the chest and buried his head in her breasts. The scene before them was like a movie; even the leaves were edged with gold by the sunlight and swayed in the breeze.
The climax of the film is when the man pins the woman down on a chair, pulls down his pants, and exposes his erect penis. Wei Luochen, an art student, had seen many naked men and should not have felt any excitement towards a man's body.
But she watched helplessly as the man's penis disappeared under the bride's skirt, his hands brutally kneading the bride's chest.
After a long while, they left. Wei Luochen was covered in mosquito bites, and her underwear was soaked. Back at the wedding banquet, she looked up at the couple who had just been having sex, and said these polite words while holding her glass.
The man wished the woman he had brought to orgasm a happy marriage and a long and happy life together.
Wei Luochen couldn't laugh.
Many years later, she finally understood that perhaps that moment was what was known as penis worship. She loathed it, yet she was also addicted to the sadomasochistic relationship she had created. From childhood, she had been a disciplined princess, waiting for her prince to come and rescue her.
What one likes in order to act is a warrior.
No one told her how a princess should fight for herself.
When he got married, he told himself that he loved someone else. Wei Luochen's mind flashed back to the image of a man kissing his bride in a sea of flowers. Hadn't he already been heartbroken?
Yes, that's right. His conduct is filthy; he embodies all the flaws of a politician: hypocrisy, pretense, vanity, and greed.
But she still loved him, hopelessly loved him.
When Wei Luochen woke up, Ling Xingzhi was sitting beside her reading a newspaper. She stared at the IV drip for a long time, but it was Ling Xingzhi's voice that brought her back to her senses.
"woke up?"
Wei Luochen nodded blankly, then turned to look at Ling Xingzhi, "You gave me medicine?"
Ling Xingzhi put down the newspaper. "Yes, I can't save you." He paused, then leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear, "As long as you behave, it doesn't matter if you're a poisoner for the rest of your life."
After saying that, he straightened up, put on his mask, and smiled slightly. "You get some rest. I have a meeting to attend, so I'll be going now."
Hearing the door close, Wei Luochen closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face and disappearing into her dark hair.
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