Lu Dongjue's large hand gripped her arm tightly like an iron clamp. Looking at the scalded area on her arm, he felt a mix of emotions.
If it hadn't actually happened before his eyes, he wouldn't have believed that Yun Suiwan would really do that.
"Please, let go of me, I can't take it anymore..."
Yun Suiwan was held tightly in his arms and unable to move. The torment in her body continued. He didn't understand her at all.
"Let me go!"
"I can't just stand by and watch you hurt yourself!"
Yun Suiwan closed her eyes helplessly, "Lu Dongjue..."
She called him by his full name again.
Just as Lu Dongjue was about to say something more, he saw her legs forcefully cross together, a gesture that any adult would understand.
Looking at the flush on her cheeks, even if Lu Dongjue was slow-witted, he knew what was going on.
She doesn't look like she's faking it. People can fake being sick, but they can't fake the look on their face.
At this moment, Yun Suiwan's rationality was gradually fading. Suddenly, she raised her hand and, taking advantage of Lu Dongjue's inattention, slapped herself hard across the face.
The pain instantly brought her to her senses.
"Miss Yun!"
Yun Suiwan was already exhausted by this point, and she said, "Lu Dongjue, are you willing to have sex with me?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Dongjue did not move at all, and even the hand holding her loosened slightly.
Yun Suiwan gave a self-deprecating smile.
See? He's forgotten her completely. Now, she's nothing more than a stranger in his eyes.
In their relationship, she was the most devoted.
Yun Suiwan lowered her eyes, thinking that rather than humiliate herself, she would rather suffer a little.
"Let go," Yun Suiwan said coldly.
Lu Dongjue slowly loosened his grip.
Yun Suiwan stared blurrily at the bonfire in the distance, and crawled towards it again. Only that fire could save her.
There's nothing to be afraid of when it comes to desire; as long as she's in pain, she can suppress it.
She's not afraid!
Just as Yun Suiwan was about to reach the burning branch, Lu Dongjue reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her into his arms with a forceful movement.
"Ugh..." Yun Suiwan gasped softly as her back bumped into his chest.
She turned around, her forehead touching his chin.
Their current posture looks particularly ambiguous.
Lu Dongjue frowned deeply, as if he were going through a battle between heaven and man.
Yun Suiwan knew that if they actually had sex given their current relationship, things would be very complicated to handle afterwards.
Yun Suiwan smiled faintly at him and said weakly, "Mr. Lu, please let me go. I can manage on my own."
As she spoke, Yun Suiwan pushed his hand away.
"Is self-harm your way of dealing with this?"
Yun Suiwan lowered her eyes, a hint of helplessness on her face. Then she looked at him with a bright smile, "What else?"
Lu Dongjue couldn't help but tighten his grip on her.
What's wrong with you?
"It could be fatal, but it won't kill you right now."
"Is this only happening now?"
"It happens every full moon night."
“So—” Lu Dongjue paused, then continued, “every full moon night, you would…”
You always look for men?
"Heh." Yun Suiwan chuckled softly, then slowly raised her hand, revealing her fair and delicate wrist.
The scars on the surface, cut with a knife, resembled centipedes, a horrifying sight.
“Every time the moon is full, I would stab myself with a knife, bit by bit. As long as it hurt enough, I would find relief. Now…” She paused, licking her dry lips, “there is no knife here, but there is fire. If I burn myself a few more times, I will be fine.”
As she spoke, Yun Suiwan struggled again, but she was extremely weak.
She curled her lips into a weak smile, "Mr. Lu, if you can't help me, then just let me fend for myself."
Yun Suiwan would rather die in pain than ask Lu Dongjue for help.
Yun Suiwan vehemently resisted Lu Dongjue; he didn't remember her, and she didn't care for his help.
Lu Dongjue knew she was extremely uncomfortable, but she continued to struggle, refusing to listen to him and showing no interest in his help.
Are you just going to let him watch her torture herself like this?
He can't do it!
"Let go, let go of me!" Don't come any closer to her, the heat emanating from him is melting her, and she can't help but want to lean against him.
She cannot, and will not allow herself to, do that!
"Yun Suiwan!" Lu Dongjue gripped her shoulders tightly. "I'll help you!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Suiwan stopped struggling and stared at him blankly.
Then, she gently shook her head, a bitter smile spreading across her lips.
"Do you know what will happen if you help me? You have a girlfriend, I won't do this kind of thing with a stranger."
After saying that, Yun Suiwan's struggle became even stronger.
stranger?
These three words pierced his heart deeply.
No matter what, they've been stuck here for a week and have been supporting each other. How could he be a stranger?
"Don't touch me, don't get involved with me, I don't like you."
After saying that, Yun Suiwan climbed out of his arms.
You don't like him?
Who do you like?
Does she like the person she couldn't forget when she was young?
A nameless fire suddenly rose in Lu Dongjue's heart, which we will tentatively define as "jealousy".
Lu Dongjue roughly grabbed her arm.
Yun Suiwan frowned slightly, her face showing discomfort.
With a single effort, Lu Dongjue flipped her over and pinned her beneath him.
"What are you doing?" Yun Suiwan asked weakly.
“Miss Yun, I’m only saving you right now. I’m not interested in you. Even if something happens between us, our relationship will not change.”
Lu Dongjue's gaze turned unusually cold, and his tone of voice made it seem as if their actions were nothing more than animal mating.
Where is there any such thing as affection?
"You think that just because I slept with you, I'll become clingy and obsessed with you? Don't be ridiculous. The only person in my heart is Gu Fanyan."
Suddenly, tears streamed down my face without warning.
Tears blurred Yun Suiwan's vision, and her thoughts gradually faded away.
The deeper the love, the greater the heartache.
At this moment, she was like a withered tree; even his kisses couldn't convey any affection to her.
Lu Dongjue abandoned his gentlemanly demeanor, his large hands roughly roaming and exploring her body.
If it weren't for the fact that they had no other clothes to change into, he would have definitely torn all her clothes to shreds.
Yun Suiwan was like a thirsty fish, lying there motionless.
She was the one who was poisoned, but Lu Dongjue's intense reaction made him seem more like the one who was poisoned.
Dissatisfied with her reaction, Lu Dongjue's large hands gripped her slender waist tightly. He nibbled and bit her neck, large beads of sweat dripping directly onto her body.
"Call me Yun Suiwan, you call me!"
Isn't this what she wanted? Why isn't she moving?
Is it because the person she wants isn't herself?
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