Chapter 54 Little Rascal, "Do you really want to leave me that much?"
As night fell, dark clouds quietly gathered in the sky, obscuring the moon and blocking out the last ray of light shining on the little white building.
The curtains on the third floor were drawn tightly, making it completely dark.
The villagers go to bed early, and after dinner, hardly anyone moves around anymore; the surroundings are already quiet.
The puppy was put in its cage after eating, and it seemed quite bored, constantly scratching at the iron bars, making a rattling sound.
I am bored.
Usually at this time, a pretty lady would play with it for a while. Although this pretty lady seems to have been injured recently and I haven't seen her come downstairs much, I've been able to see her again these past two days.
It was overjoyed and wanted to play with her, but its owner was always by its side, so it didn't dare to jump on the pretty lady.
It was so rare to see the pretty lady having dinner downstairs today, so it got all ready early, wanting to play with her for a while.
But after waiting and waiting, the owner came out, grabbed it, put it in the cage, and ruthlessly closed the door.
It circled in the cage unwillingly, making a little noise hoping the pretty lady would come and rescue it.
But after a while, it heard some strange noises coming from the kitchen.
"......."
"Xing...Xing Ze...This is the kitchen...!"
It's the voice of a pretty older sister.
She sounded a little troubled?
"No, no... um..."
"No, not here...it's so dirty..."
She seemed to have been bullied; her voice even sounded like she was about to cry.
It paced anxiously, scratching at the iron cage and making noises.
Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to it. The soft, rustling sounds from the kitchen continued for a while, then there was a snap, and the light went out.
It was pitch black all around, and then footsteps sounded; it was just one person.
In the darkness, it saw its owner come out, carrying the pretty lady in one arm, walk straight past the dog cage, and close the door.
No, don't go! It wants to play with the pretty lady.
It patted its front paws and barked twice, trying to attract the pretty lady's attention.
The pretty girl just leaned against her owner and didn't move, while the owner glanced at her indifferently and said, "Don't make a sound."
?
Who asked you?
I'm looking for a pretty older sister, okay?
Pat-pat, pat-pat.
The pretty girl seemed to have finally heard its call, and lifted her head from her owner's arms, though her voice was a little hoarse.
"I want to drink water..."
A gentle male voice, completely different from the one before, rang out: "Okay."
......
Whose voice is that?
How could its owner make such a sound?
The pretty woman seemed aggrieved and struggled for a moment.
"No, don't kiss me...it's not this water..."
The owner turned and walked past the dog cage toward the stairwell, his voice coming softly: "Then let's go back to the room and drink."
"No, I'm not going... I want to go back to the second floor..."
It was ignored.
It angrily slapped the railing with its paw, about to bark loudly to demand its owner return the pretty lady, when it heard its owner speak.
"No."
With just two words, it instantly shut its mouth, and the bark that was about to escape its throat fell silent.
That's scary.
Last time it stole dog food and accidentally knocked the whole bag off and spilled it all over the floor—I've never seen the owner speak to it so harshly before.
The sound of people going upstairs gradually faded away. It poked its ears in frustration and lay helplessly on the cage.
Pretty lady, good luck to you.
-
The door to the third-floor room was tightly closed, and faint, intermittent sounds could be heard coming from the crack in the door.
The room was dimly lit, with a few pieces of clothing scattered haphazardly on the floor.
Mu Tingyu sank deep into the soft bedding, her fingers gripping the pillow tightly.
Suddenly, an uncontrollable sound rang out.
"Be good, it'll be quick."
Xing Ze freed one hand and touched her forehead, his voice gentle, as if to comfort her.
—If he stopped moving his other hand, Mu Tingyu would still believe his nonsense.
At this moment, she had no time to care about anything else; she was only tightly gripping the things in her hands.
The air conditioner was on inside, and the temperature was a bit low. She felt both cold and hot, like a small leaf drifting in the ocean.
A moment later, the little leaf was hit by a wave and retreated a little, seemingly in resistance.
Xing Ze bent down and kissed her, comforting her in a low voice.
A loud rumble of thunder sounded outside, followed by a light drizzle that carried into the house.
The rain intensified, and the sound of waves crashing against the rocks could almost be heard. Raindrops fell continuously on the sea surface, splashing water everywhere and turning the once calm sea into a murky mess.
The bright white moon finally peeked out, curving over the sea and reflected in the rolling waves, its shadow trembling slightly.
Little Moon came to him in person, so Xing Ze had no choice but to lower his head and kiss her.
Raindrops pattered against the window, bringing with them damp and stuffy air.
Moisture seemed to instantly seep out from the cracks in the glass, almost soaking the documents on the table.
I don't know how much time passed; it could be several seconds, or it could be a century.
The room fell silent, save for the soft breathing sounds.
Xing Ze leaned over, grabbed a tissue from the bedside table, and wiped his hands.
He casually tossed the crumpled paper under the bed, turned over, kissed the girl's ear, and affectionately praised her, "Great job."
Mu Tingyu was still not fully conscious, her eyes were blurry, and she did not answer.
Xing Ze wiped her sweat and patiently tidied her sweat-soaked hair.
She took a few breaths and finally caught her breath, her eyes moving slightly.
Her injured foot was still resting on the man's waist, so she raised her other foot to kick him.
"roll......"
Xing Ze felt an itch, reached out and grabbed her ankle, then naturally bent down.
Mu Tingyu realized what he was trying to do and hurriedly backed away.
"No, no! I just..."
But it was too late.
The moment the scorching breath hit her, she shuddered again, gripping his shoulders tightly and leaving several white marks on them.
Xing Ze raised his face, his forehead hair, eyebrows and eyelashes were all wet, soaked and shiny black.
He raised an eyebrow and the corners of his mouth curved up.
He knew that some people had only been kissed once before they were back.
The girl was really bullied by him this time, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"You broke your promise! You clearly said..."
"I didn't do it again." Xing Ze wiped his face with a tissue again and said, "It's just that you're so cute that I couldn't help but kiss you."
“............”
Mu Tingyu closed her eyes with a face full of resentment.
Xing Ze removed the soaking wet, oversized T-shirt that was placed under her buttocks, and then wiped her down as well.
After a while, he leaned in and kissed her again.
Mu Tingyu was so annoyed that she yelled at him, "Are you a dog?"
Xing Ze calmly accepted the scolding, touched her face, and said softly, "I'll take you to wash up."
Mu Tingyu had no strength left and hung weakly on him, letting him do as he pleased.
By the time he finished everything, changed her into a dry T-shirt, and put her back in bed, she was almost asleep.
Xing Ze snuggled up to her warmly, encircling her in his arms like a large dog.
Mu Tingyu tried to shoo him away but failed, so she found a comfortable position in his arms and prepared to fall into a coma.
After a while, Xing Ze spoke in a low voice.
“Shepherd Listens to Words”.
Mu Tingyu was in a daze, about to meet the Duke of Zhou (a figure in Chinese mythology associated with dreams), and didn't hear what he was saying at all, only subconsciously responding.
"Um?"
"........"
Xing Ze looked at her utterly exhausted appearance and fell silent.
He moved closer to her, stopping just inches away, after an unknown amount of time.
The girl's even breaths gently brushed against his face. Her skin was fair, her lips were rosy, and her expression was calm and lovely—the kind of girl he adored.
He stared for a while, his gaze slowly growing deep and heavy.
He murmured in a low, hoarse voice.
"You little rascal..."
"You've been avoiding me all day..."
He lowered his eyes, looking at her peaceful sleeping face, his tone somewhat helpless.
"Her acting is terrible, and she even wanted to argue and throw a tantrum at night..."
"...Do you really think I don't know what you're thinking?"
"......."
The girl didn't react to his words at all; her brows were relaxed, and she seemed to have completely fallen asleep.
Xing Ze leaned forward, nuzzled her nose, and then, with a strong sense of possessiveness, pulled her tightly into his arms, enveloping her completely.
The girl seemed to sense something, and let out a muffled groan, as if she felt uncomfortable and wanted to turn over.
But after several intermittent attempts, she failed each time and could only pout pitifully, continuing to huddle in his arms in a submissive manner.
"...Even when he's asleep, he's restless."
He gave a cryptic laugh, his voice low.
"Do you really want to leave me that much...?"
"......."
The room was quiet; the warmth had faded, and darkness was gradually settling in.
Xing Ze stared at her for a long time with clear eyes, then gently kissed her forehead, got up and went into the bathroom.
-
The sky was overcast and a light rain was falling.
It must have rained last night; the ground was soaking wet, and the entire front yard and even the path were filled with moisture. When the wind blew, it brought a damp and stuffy feeling.
Even the little dog lay listlessly by the door, pawing at the ground with its paws, its ears drooping.
The kitchen light was on, and the bowls and spoons clinked softly against each other.
Mu Tingyu sat at the dining table, eating the carefully prepared lotus seed soup.
The lotus seeds are stewed until they are sandy and powdery, with a sweet taste that melts in your mouth.
She swallowed the soup in her mouth and questioned him.
"—The day before yesterday it was because you were angry, what was it because of yesterday?"
Xing Ze lowered his eyes and silently picked up a piece of brown sugar rice cake for her.
The outer layer of the rice cake is fried until golden brown and crispy, while the inside is chewy and stretchy, coated with melted brown sugar syrup, making it very sweet.
Mu Tingyu put the food in her mouth and chewed it, then continued mumbling, "I was in class yesterday, wasn't it you who kept bothering me? Wasn't it you who was in the wrong first?"
"......"
"I told you not to come into the classroom this afternoon, but you didn't listen, which seriously disrupted the class. Should I scold you?"
"......."
"But how can you bring this up to a personal grudge!"
She pointed at him with her chopsticks, and said indignantly, "If I ever develop kidney deficiency, it'll all be because of you!"
“.......
Xing Ze tacitly agreed to everything and asked her, "Are you still going to class on a rainy day?"
Yes, I want it.
Her tone was matter-of-fact.
As soon as I finished speaking, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
She put down the spoon, took out her phone, and opened it.
Zhuang Ren sent a message.
"Teacher Mu, a typhoon is expected to hit soon. The children need to help clean up their homes, so there will be no classes for the next few days. You can use this time to recover from your injury."
She opened her mouth in surprise.
Another message came quickly from the other end.
"Typhoon days are still very dangerous, remember not to go out."
No way! We just said yesterday that we didn't know when the typhoon would come, and now it's here? That's way too fast!
Xing Ze's voice rang softly in her ear: "Doesn't he know you have a boyfriend?"
Mu Tingyu was startled and leaned back slightly: "Why are you looking at my phone?"
Xing Ze narrowed his eyes slightly.
"He knows, right? You're in this state, who wouldn't notice?" Mu Tingyu said, a spoon in her mouth, somewhat speechless. "Yesterday, Tiantian even came to ask me if Xingze was dating you... Look at the mess you've made."
"Um."
Mu Tingyu: "Hmm my foot."
"Say it again."
"?"
Mu Tingyu was puzzled: "What's your name?"
"........"
She realized what was happening, her face flushed slightly, and she kicked him under the table.
She hadn't had time to change her shoes yet; she was still wearing slippers, so she deliberately didn't bring any and kicked him barefoot.
Xing Ze slowly finished the last sip of soup, wiped his mouth, reached out and took her foot, placing it on his knee.
Mu Tingyu instinctively tried to break free, but failed.
"......."
She was right, this guy was a repressed pervert.
What does it mean that he kept touching her feet all day?
"Oh, right," she suddenly remembered, "do I need to go to the hospital for a check-up on my foot?"
She wanted to see when she could finally walk again.
She's been using a cane every day, and now her spine is developing scoliosis.
"Isn't a typhoon coming?" Xing Ze gently pinched her calf. "We'll go later."
Mu Tingyu made a "hmm" sound and slurped down the lotus seed soup in the bowl in one go.
"Another bowl?"
"I can't eat anymore." She pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth.
"There's no class today, so you can eat a little more slowly."
"You're trying to persuade me again." Mu Tingyu pinched her chin. "I really can't eat anymore, I'm sure I'll gain weight."
Xing Ze relaxed his brows and gently pinched her cheek.
Mu Tingyu looked at her reluctantly: "Are you happy that I've gained weight?"
“Aren’t you not anxious?” Xing Ze said. “You’re so thin, you should eat more. You don’t have any meat on your bones.”
“…” Mu Tingyu sneered at him: “You filthy scoundrel.”
Xing Ze: "......."
She left Xing Ze alone in the kitchen to wash dishes, and went to the door to play with the puppy.
When Xiaoyu saw her, she was inexplicably excited and circled around her feet, gently biting her shoelaces with her canine teeth.
She crouched down and stroked its head; it was fluffy and felt wonderful to the touch.
She tried to pick it up, but it was difficult with one hand, and it seemed quite heavy.
After thinking for a moment, she threw down her crutches and tried to lightly step on the ground with her injured foot.
Her ankle was still covered with ointment and bandages, which she changed daily without fail, and they seemed to be almost used up.
Doctors prescribe fixed doses of medication, and taking them might mean you're cured.
She stepped on the pedals while thinking, and then slowly increased the pressure.
It doesn't hurt.
She was delighted, but dared not twist her ankles, so she simply stood on the ground and picked up the puppy with both hands.
"Oh dear, it really has gained quite a bit of weight."
The puppy waved its paws, stuck out its tongue, and barked, seemingly wanting to lick her face.
"Little Rain, Little Rain, when will you grow into a big dog?"
Mu Tingyu smiled and met its wet, black eyes, then, as if remembering something, her voice trailed off.
"Well, I'm leaving soon, and I might not see you grow up."
After saying that, she felt it wasn't quite right and corrected herself: "No, it should work too, right? I can sneak back to see you then, and see if you've grown into a majestic big dog."
"If you stay here, I won't be able to find you if you go to another house. And you have to remember me first, don't treat me like a stranger and yell at me."
She smiled, reached out, and tapped its nose.
The puppy tilted its head and looked at her with clear, innocent eyes.
Mu Tingyu didn't expect it to understand, and muttered to itself.
She looked at the incessant rain outside the eaves, sighed, and was about to sit down on the small stool with the puppy in her arms when she heard Xing Ze's footsteps.
His voice arrived before he did: "Why aren't you using a cane?"
Mu Tingyu: "......."
How did I get caught again?
Xing Ze walked over, took the puppy from her hands, and then leaned in to kiss her.
She instinctively ducked back.
Xing Ze was not surprised at all. He reached out and wrapped his arms around her waist, successfully capturing her lips.
Mu Tingyu was alone and weak. After being kissed for a while, a cane was forcibly stuffed into her hand.
Xing Ze instructed her: "You are not allowed to throw away your cane."
It's "not allowed" again.
It seems that the words he said to me most often were "don't," "not allowed," "no," and "can't"—words that carry a disciplinary connotation.
Mu Tingyu puffed out her cheeks and retorted, "Then you're not allowed to touch me tonight either."
If Mu Tingyu had said this before, Xing Ze would definitely have ignored her completely, because she would have been the first to lose her temper.
He paused for a moment, then said, "No."
"This scoundrel has such double standards," Mu Tingyu said, pointing at him and saying each word clearly.
"Who listens to you?"
"I'm the one who calls the shots in this family."
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