Chapter 57 Waiting for "Baby, help me."...
Late at night, a strong wind picked up outside, howling and the rain pattering.
The raindrops, carried by the wind, pounded against the glass horizontally, making a chaotic and loud noise.
The lights were off in the room on the second floor. Mu Tingyu was curled up alone on the small bed, burying herself under the covers, looking like a small hill.
After a while, she suddenly turned over and reached for her phone on the bedside table.
I squinted and turned on the light; the time displayed on the screen was 2 a.m.
"......"
She sighed and turned it off.
The only light source in the room went out, and it was plunged into darkness again.
...I've always slept alone before, so why can't I fall asleep?
Although she was still angry, it was only a little bit of suppressed anger left.
Most of her anger had already dissipated by the afternoon. Seeing Xing Ze's meek and submissive demeanor, even if she was still angry, it all dissipated like a punctured balloon.
When she said she wanted to sleep alone that night, she must have seen the hurt look on Xing Ze's face.
She almost couldn't resist hugging him, but she managed to hold back.
—We can still sleep together now, but what about in the future?
After she left, I can't hug anyone anymore. Am I supposed to buy a life-size doll to hug and sleep with every day?
"......"
Moreover, Xing Ze was indeed very big, and his body was as hot as a furnace. When he slept, he liked to stick close to her, as if he was afraid she would run away.
Sometimes Mu Tingyu would get really annoyed by his antics and reach out to pat him, but he was such a sound sleeper that even though his eyelids twitched, he just wouldn't wake up and would only squeeze her even tighter.
Let's get used to it in advance.
She said this to herself, feeling somewhat aggrieved.
If you don't get used to it after you leave, then you're doomed.
To be honest, without that big stove crowding around her, she really felt a bit empty.
Despite it being a hot early summer day, she reached out and touched the blanket beside her, finding it even a little chilly.
She's hypnotizing herself; it's an illusion, an illusion.
She can roll around freely when she sleeps alone, but she has difficulty even turning over when she sleeps with someone. What is it that she is not used to?
To get used to it, she deliberately turned off the lights and closed her eyes early to try and fall asleep, but she tossed and turned for hours and just couldn't fall asleep.
That's really strange.
What happened?
Is it possible that she really can't sleep without Xing Ze?
It's all because the rain outside is so noisy, clanging and banging, it feels like a monster is banging on the window.
"......."
She suddenly propped her head up and looked at the window hidden by the curtains.
This window... is it sturdy? It shouldn't suddenly shatter, and then shards of glass carrying a downpour would flood her head and face, right?
...Her bed was quite close to the window.
As she thought about it, she suddenly felt a little scared.
Although she requested to sleep alone, she felt uncomfortable when she couldn't fall asleep, and now, with fear added to the mix, she suddenly missed the feeling of a large dog tightly encircling her from behind.
It's hot, but at least it feels safe. If the window really breaks, they can at least share life and death together...
She hesitated for a long time before finally getting up reluctantly.
He should be asleep by now, right?
She could sneak into his bed for one night, moving quietly so as not to wake him, and then quietly slip back in the morning. How about that?
She licked her lips, slowly got out of bed, and to avoid making a sound, she didn't even bring her crutches, limping to the door.
But when she got to the door, she hesitated.
She was the one who said she wanted to sleep alone, but now she's running back home all by herself. Isn't that a bit too embarrassing?
What if he finds out? That would be so embarrassing...
She touched the doorknob and stood there.
Just go up and take a look...? If the door is open, then I'll sleep in his bed for the night; if the door is closed...
Then she should come back.
She finally made up her mind, quietly turned the doorknob, opened the door a crack, and then slowly pulled it open.
She moved very carefully and made no sound.
It doesn't matter if it gets posted, the wind is a bit loud in the hallway, the whistling and the sound of rain are mixed together, Xing Ze is upstairs, he definitely can't hear what's going on here.
With that thought in mind, she moved her feet with peace of mind.
The building was pitch black, and she had forgotten to bring her phone. Too lazy to go back for it, she could only grope her way forward in the dark.
My ankle is slightly sore, but thankfully it doesn't hurt, which means it should be getting better soon.
She looked at the ground and walked carefully.
As she approached the top of the stairs, she reached out and touched the handrail, then slowly stepped out onto the first step.
Suddenly, she sensed something was wrong.
She stopped in her tracks, abruptly raised her head, and looked up.
"Thump!"
She first heard her own heart pounding, and then her mind went blank.
Xing Ze sat at the top of the stairs, quietly watching her.
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...What time is it now? Two in the morning, right?
She had just checked the time; it was 2 a.m.
What's he doing sitting here at this hour?!
Mu Tingyu's mind went blank. She was so surprised that she couldn't say a word and even forgot to move her feet.
Time seemed to have reversed. Xing Ze sat in the seat she had sat in before, looking at her with an expression that was hard to read.
She was certain he was still awake, not asleep or anything—because his gaze was so intense, so clear even in the darkness, like fire burning on her face.
How long has he been sitting here, and when did he start sitting here?
Why is he sitting here?
Mu Tingyu stared blankly at him, a sudden pang of sadness rising in her heart.
She didn't know where to begin, and simply uttered a single syllable.
"you......"
Xing Ze suddenly stood up.
—As if granted permission by her voice, he stood up and walked towards her.
Mu Tingyu's words caught in her throat, and her eyes inexplicably began to burn.
He walked down the stairs step by step, his steps steady and slow, and stood in front of her.
A crisp, refreshing scent immediately enveloped the girl who couldn't sleep and wanted to sneak upstairs on this stormy night, like a gentle breeze dispelling the oppressive atmosphere, carrying his unique, calm, and warm aroma.
"—I've been waiting for you."
He spoke in a hoarse voice.
"...Come here for a hug."
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Mu Tingyu was trembling uncontrollably.
She couldn't think, she just subconsciously raised her hand, but before she could move, Xing Ze hugged her.
In an instant, she felt as if she were enveloped in a ball of fire.
The man's broad chest and arms enveloped her tightly, their heat making her almost want to run away, yet she couldn't help but clutch at his shirt, wanting to get even closer.
She was held so tightly she could hardly breathe, her ear pressed against his heart, listening to his strong heartbeat.
The sounds of wind and rain vanished in an instant, leaving only his deep and tender emotions, which overwhelmed her like a tidal wave.
Xing Ze leaned down and pressed his cheek intimately against her ear.
He asked in a hoarse voice, "Can't sleep, can you?"
Mu Tingyu clutched his clothes tightly, listening to his voice, feeling inexplicably wronged, her eyes stinging with tears.
She choked up and murmured an "Mmm".
Xing Ze tenderly stroked her loose hair and held her trembling body tightly in his arms.
"...I can't sleep without you."
He said in a low, hoarse voice, "Come back to the third floor with me, okay?"
Mu Tingyu was so sad that her tears soaked his clothes, and she couldn't even make a sound.
She felt she was too fragile; otherwise, how could she have cried so uncontrollably after hearing just a few of his words?
Xing Ze whispered in her ear, "If you feel cramped and can't sleep, I'll sleep on the floor. Anything is fine, just don't kick me out."
His voice was hoarse and pleading.
"...I can't sleep if I can't hear your breathing."
Mu Tingyu choked up and shook her head repeatedly.
"......."
Xing Ze held her tightly, his voice utterly humble: "Then... let me at your door..."
Before he could finish speaking, the girl's soft lips, wet with tears, pressed against his.
That moist and incredibly familiar touch immediately shut him up.
In an instant, his heart was soaked through by her tears, and then it bled.
Mu Tingyu couldn't use her other leg, so she could only stand on tiptoe and try her best to reach his lips.
In the darkness of the night, the air was damp with the scent of early summer, yet warm and moist.
She couldn't quite reach him, and tears streamed down her face as she pleaded, "Kiss, kiss me..."
Xing Ze's breathing suddenly stopped, then he picked her up and carried her up a few steps, pinning her against the wall of the stairs.
He bent down and kissed her deeply.
-
The stairs were completely dark, without a single ray of light.
Outside, the wind howled and the leaves fluttered. Dark clouds and ocean waves intertwined, casting a misty spray that resembled the end of the world.
This little world is warm and inviting, with a gentle touch.
Xing Ze's breathing was rapid and heavy as he pressed the girl firmly against the wall, as if he wanted to unleash all his volcanic emotions on her.
But after a while, he forced himself to restrain himself and instead gently licked her lips.
Mu Tingyu, panting heavily, clung to his neck and asked in a tearful voice, "...How long have you been sitting here?"
"......"
Xing Ze said in a hoarse voice, "Not long."
"I don't believe it," the girl said, crying.
Xing Ze felt a pang of tenderness in his heart, and he kissed her hair with lingering affection.
How could it have been so short?
After she went into the room, he turned off all the lights by himself and sat on the stairs, listening to the increasingly loud wind outside.
He sat there in the dark, thinking, "She won't come out tonight."
But what if?
What if she couldn't sleep either? What if she was scared by the sound of the wind? What if she regretted it and thought of coming upstairs?
Xing Ze was afraid that she would sit on the stairs until late at night like last time, too afraid to come up and knock on his door, and instead shrink into a corner and silently wipe away her tears.
The thought of that scene broke his heart, so without thinking, he sat down in the seat she had been sitting in and waited without any hope.
Fortunately, he waited for it.
He kissed away the girl's tears and said, "Really, not long."
Mu Tingyu hadn't expected to hear the truth from him, so she cried and tugged at his clothes, speaking haltingly.
"Go, go upstairs..."
-
The curtains on the third floor were drawn tightly, the windows looked incredibly sturdy, and even the sounds of wind and rain were much quieter.
The room was air-conditioned at a comfortable temperature, and the bedding was soft, making you feel sleepy as soon as you sank into it.
Mu Tingyu was trembling uncontrollably, but she still tried to tilt her head back and ask the man for a kiss.
"So well-behaved..."
Xing Ze kissed her and said in a hoarse voice.
"Uh-huh."
The girl answered, her voice choked with emotion.
Her tears never stopped, but the tears before and the tears now were completely different.
"Good girl..." Xing Ze continued his work, affectionately kissing away her tears.
Mu Tingyu bit his shoulder, leaving teeth marks. Her voice was muffled, but it still leaked out.
After a while, she trembled and reached out her hand to reach the pull ring on the bedside table.
Xing Ze grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
"What are you doing?"
His voice was terribly hoarse.
"Get, get a condom..."
Mu Tingyu choked up, her legs trembling uncontrollably, but she still managed to bend them.
Xing Ze took a breath and warned her through gritted teeth: "...You little rascal, don't you dare seduce me."
Tears streamed down her face. She shook her head and leaned in to kiss him.
She was incredibly sweet, like a forbidden fruit, even her innocent kisses were fatally alluring.
Xing Ze's eyes turned red, and he held her down tightly, his movements becoming uncontrollably heavier.
Therefore, Mu Tingyu had no time to attend to anything else.
The wind outside was howling heavily, and the rain was pouring down, with dense raindrops pattering against the window and making a whistling sound, while the temperature inside was steadily rising.
After an unknown amount of time, the noise gradually subsided.
Mu Tingyu was buried in the bedding, completely exhausted.
Her mind was blank, too tired to move, and she let the man gently wipe away the tears on her face, then quietly clean the bed.
After a while, his burning hot body pressed against her and he held her tightly in his arms.
Mu Tingyu's eyes twitched slightly, as if she had realized something. She turned her head slightly to look, and then her gaze stopped.
Xing Ze warmly pulled her into his arms, took her soft hand in his without any room for argument, and placed her fair fingertips on it.
He bent down and kissed her neck, coaxing her in a hoarse voice, "Sweetheart..."
Mu Tingyu got burned and couldn't help but curl her fingers up.
Xing Ze kissed her soothingly, his movements gentle yet incredibly forceful, prying her fingers open one by one so she could hold them.
“Baby,” he called to her affectionately, “please help me, okay?”
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