"Are you really sure?" Xiao Yan wanted to crack open his head and see if it was full of shit. Ling Ruoke had already moved on from the past and was enjoying her life now, but he was still stuck in the past.
"Okay. Go do it, the sooner the better." Cang Wei waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
Xiao Yan glanced at him and disappeared through the window. Some things, no matter how many times you say them, are in vain, so there's no point in wasting your breath.
After he disappeared, Cang Wei stood up, went to the liquor cabinet, and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He raised the glass, took a sip, and felt a burning sensation rise in his throat.
He slowly walked back to the sofa and sat down. In the stillness of the night, some things can no longer be hidden and begin to stir up trouble. Some people can never be forgotten in a lifetime, and can only be temporarily suppressed in the heart. As for him, he was such a person. He could pretend to be indifferent, he could pretend to have forgotten, but he could never deceive himself.
Even though they had broken off their relationship and there was no possibility of anything happening between them, he still couldn't help but care about how she was doing. Knowing that she was in danger, he couldn't help but do everything in his power to help her, even if it meant losing a lot more than he could ever hope to do.
In the bedroom, the person on the bed had already woken up the moment Cang Wei closed the door. She got up barefoot and quietly listened to the conversation outside through the crack in the door. In the end, she couldn't help but close her eyes, her eyes already moist.
She had your body, but not your heart! She had Cang Weiwo, but she could never occupy the place in his heart reserved for his beloved. Like the bright moon, why won't you give up? Do you really have to wait until he says, "I never want to see you again, I feel disgusted by you," before you'll finally let go?
Like the moon opening its mouth, she silently exhaled, letting tears slide down her cheeks. She had long known that Ling Ruoke's place in Cang Weiwo's heart was irreplaceable. Even knowing this, she still wanted to stay by his side, simply because she loved this man. Her love was so intense, there was no turning back. Even though she had already left, upon hearing of his accident, she couldn't help but run back.
Cang Wei, being a former special forces soldier, naturally heard the noise from the bedroom, though it was barely perceptible. He drank his wine, unsure whether he should go in or let her go back to bed, pretending to be fast asleep.
Several times he almost couldn't resist pushing the door open, but in the end he didn't move. Only after the person inside returned to bed did he put down his wine glass and walk in into the darkness. The person on the bed had her back to him, curled up in the blankets, seemingly fast asleep, but the rhythm of her breathing told him she was still awake.
Cang Wei took off his clothes and sat down on the edge of the bed. After a while, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and began to kiss her lips and body, his large hands exploring her roughly.
Like the moon opening its eyes, it shines brightly in the darkness because of the shimmering water within.
"No, Cang Wei, stop! I don't want to!" She struggled instinctively to refuse, but she was no match for his strength. In the end, she couldn't help but bite his shoulder and cry in grievance.
"Cang Weiwo, I hate you, I hate you so much!" she cried, sounding as aggrieved as a child. Her sobs broke into fragmented, joyful whimpers.
Wanting to resist, yet unable to resist indulging in it. Mouths constantly speak of hatred, but heart is filled only with love, an intense, overwhelming love. It is precisely because of this that there is such struggle and pain.
Only in this way could he forget that this similar woman was not Ling Ruoke. But he himself didn't realize that, in the throes of passion, almost losing his senses, he was calling out, "Mingyue, Mingyue..."
A couple, locked in a passionate embrace, were both filled with despair. Only this intense emotion could briefly cloud their minds, allowing them to forget the painful and distressing events, focusing only on the joy of the moment. If they could, perhaps they would wish to remain entwined like this forever, with no one else to disturb them or remind them of the turmoil of this world.
The lovemaking lasted a long time, until the sky was already turning white before it finally came to an end. The air was filled with the scent of lovemaking, making everyone blush.
Cang Weiwo was panting heavily, sweat pouring down his body. The woman on top of him had already fallen into a deep sleep, utterly exhausted. She lay there beneath him, her shallow breathing the only indication that she was alright. Her body was covered in bruises, silently accusing him of his brutality and savagery.
He just looked at her quietly, his eyes dark and deep, and no one knew what he was thinking. But his gaze was no longer sharp and fierce as usual; instead, it was filled with tenderness.
Some people appear in our lives at the wrong time, and we always think that our love for them is not as strong as that for old friends. But time will gradually make us realize that what we have now truly belongs to us. Only by cherishing the present can we find happiness in this life.
Cang Wei wo rolled over and held her in the bathtub, carefully washing her body. Looking at the bruises, his movements softened, and his eyes grew even more profound. After washing her, he gently placed her back on the bed. He lowered his head, gave her a light kiss, and left the room.
Loving you is an inescapable fate in my life; I have no other choice. This applies to him, and it applies to her as well.
Just as Ling Ruoke was going through a period of agonizing, she received a call from Xia Mo.
Xia Mo, sounding exhausted, pleaded, "Sister Ruo, could you come out just once? I want to see you."
Ling Ruoke didn't ask why, she just agreed. Some things don't need to be said, they should be obvious. The two arranged to meet the next day at noon at their family villa, since they had spoken on the phone that afternoon.
When Huo Qingfeng returned that evening, Ling Ruoke told him about it. Huo Qingfeng didn't say anything, only that he would ask for leave to go with her.
Ling Ruoke didn't refuse, because she knew she would be very worried if he went alone. Conversely, she wanted to put his mind at ease. Naturally, she tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep. She had intended to pretend to be asleep, but her husband was a special forces soldier; how could she hide it from him? So she gave up on the pretense.
"Can't sleep?" Huo Qingfeng tightened his arms around her and sighed silently.
"Mmm." Ling Ruoke responded, turning over to press herself against him, her face nestled in the crook of his neck. "I want to sleep, but I can't. I'm so tired and sleepy, but I'm just getting more and more awake."
Huo Qingfeng was silent for a moment, then said, "Let's do something." He rolled over and pinned her beneath him, lowering his head to kiss her lips, his hot hands exploring her exquisite but recently increasingly thin body.
Ling Ruoke wanted to say she wasn't in the mood, but as her husband's hand brushed past her, she said nothing more. Her head was throbbing, but she still couldn't sleep. If she could fall asleep after a night of lovemaking, that would be good. Besides, only when she was making love with him could she forget everything.
Ling Ruoke no longer passively accepted his passion. As if determined to provoke someone, she abandoned all her shyness and boldly seduced him, igniting a fire within him. Her soft little hands darted all over his body like a snake, stirring a small flame into a raging inferno, leaving both of them dazed and confused.
In the sea of desire, Ling Ruoke opened her eyes and looked at the face before her. For the love of this man, she had used all her strength, just to be with him day and night. She remembered that day when a martyr's widow, who also lived here, told Ruoke, "A soldier's love is only for eternity, not for day and night."
Ling Ruoke's eyes welled up with tears. She was afraid of this kind of everlasting love. Like Yuan Meng and Lei Kaiyi, if it was just a lifetime of longing, it would have been better if they had never met and fallen in love. She couldn't bear that kind of pain, nor did she want to.
"Wife, you're not concentrating!" Huo Qingfeng said breathlessly, trying to make her forget everything and follow his steps.
Ling Ruoke then did just as he wished, forgetting everything except remembering that this person was right in front of her, truly and vividly.
The burning passion surged for a long time before finally subsiding.
Ling Ruoke collapsed as she wished, and soon fell into a deep sleep. Although she kept having dreams, and her dreams were not peaceful, at least she was asleep.
Huo Qingfeng planted a kiss on her forehead, his voice hoarse as he whispered, "I'm sorry, my darling!" He was willing to apologize to everyone else in his life, but he never wanted to apologize to her. Yet, ironically, he still did.
Ling Ruoke pressed her face against his chest, seemingly listening intently to his heartbeat. But her brow was furrowed; even in her sleep, she seemed distressed.
Huo Qingfeng's heart clenched tightly. He wished he could take her place and bear all of this, so that she could be happy and undisturbed by the troubles of the world.
The next morning, Huo Qingfeng took Ling Ruoke and drove the Hummer that had witnessed their relationship straight to another long-abandoned home. This villa had been sitting there, neither rented out nor sold.
Apart from Mei Yanting, few people in the company go to the villa, but Xia Mo has been there once or twice.
As soon as the car pulled up outside the villa, Xia Mo was waiting there.
Ling Ruoke could hardly recognize the man before her. He was terribly haggard and thin. From afar, he appeared tall and wiry, but up close, his face was gaunt, as if he hadn't slept in a long time. Compared to his usual confident and radiant self, Ling Ruoke felt a pain in her heart, as if someone were digging it out with a shovel.
"Xia Mo..." she whispered, unable to utter a single word.
Xia Mo got into the car without saying a word. It wasn't until they entered the villa and stood in the hall that he finally spoke with difficulty.
"Sister Ruo..." Before he could finish speaking, he knelt down with a thud. His eyes were terribly wet.
Ling Ruoke was startled. Coming to her senses, she quickly reached out to pull him up. "Xia Mo, what are you doing? Don't do this, get up first, okay?"
Xia Mo broke free from Ling Ruoke's grasp, remaining kneeling and looking into her eyes. "Sister Ruoke, I beg you, save Xinyi." Xinyi, Chen Xinyi, was the name of Xia Mo's wife.
"Xia Mo, get up and explain yourself. How am I supposed to know what's going on if you're kneeling like this and don't explain yourself?" Ling Ruoke felt terrible, but she still tried to comfort Xia Mo first.
Xia Mo stood up, took something out of his pocket, and handed it to Ling Ruoke—a CD. “You’ll understand after you watch this,” he said, turning and walking towards the door.
Ling Ruoke hurriedly stepped forward to catch up, calling out, "Xia Mo, where are you going?"
Xia Mo stopped and turned to look at her, her eyes filled with sorrow and tears welling in her eyes. "Sister Ruo, I can't bear to look at that thing."
This time, only he came. If Xinyi's parents had been there, the situation would likely have been very different. He had endured a day and a night of agonizing calm before he managed to refrain from attacking Ling Ruoke. Otherwise, he might have grabbed a knife and hurt her. At least in his dream last night, he had killed someone!
"Wait, how did you get this?" It was Huo Qingfeng who asked the question, and he was the only one who remained calm.
"Someone left it outside my door in an unused parcel package. It was just a regular parcel package with no sender or recipient information."
Then he went out.
Ling Ruoke felt the disc in her hands suddenly become incredibly heavy. She wasn't stupid; she could guess what was inside. Xia Mo couldn't bear to look anymore, which showed how terrifying it was. Ling Ruoke felt as if all her strength had been drained away, and her legs could no longer support her body.
Huo Qingfeng caught her and took the disc from her hand. He half-carried her and settled her on the sofa before getting up to play the disc. Before turning it on, he deliberately turned the volume down. Their TV screen was fifty-five inches, which was quite intimidating.
As soon as the disc was inserted, several figures appeared on the screen. Strictly speaking, there were several men and one woman. In my ears were the woman's terrified screams, the men's lewd and brutal laughter, and the sound of clothes being torn.
Ling Ruoke stared in astonishment at the scene, completely stunned. She had never met Xia Mo's wife, but she knew that the woman who had been played with by several men was the woman Xia Mo deeply loved.
Ling Ruoke covered her mouth tightly with her hand, tears streaming down her face. She turned her head away, unable to bear watching any longer, biting her lip hard. Suddenly, she lunged forward, trying to turn off the television. "Qingfeng, stop watching, don't watch anymore!"
Huo Qingfeng grabbed her hand. "Ruo Ke, calm down. There's something Gu Tianze has to say in here, we have to read it." Since Xia Mo knew that she needed to find Ling Ruo Ke and beg her to save her wife, then this disc must have conveyed that message to Xia Mo in some way.
Ling Ruoke clutched her hair, closing her eyes in agony. The woman's desperate cries and screams in her ears felt like a knife slowly tearing at her heart. For a woman, this was the cruelest punishment. And this poor, unfamiliar woman had suffered this calamity because of them!
The disc wasn't very long; clearly, not the entire disc was included. At the end of the disc, Gu Tianze appeared; he was still the same, but even colder than before.
"Ling Ruoke, five days from now, at six o'clock in the afternoon. I'll be waiting for you under the banyan tree outside Xinghai Park." After the cold voice, the video abruptly ended.
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