Chapter 41
Yun Zhan's hot breath fell on Wen Sixue's ear, like a tongue of fire licking an ice surface.
She was overwhelmed by the sudden heat, staggered, her lower back hit the edge of the bed, and the next second she fell into the soft bedding.
The air was still thick with lingering steam, a mixture of scents of cedar and rose, but now it was thinned out by the rapid breathing.
Wen Sixue lay face up, sinking into the sheets, her black hair spreading out like a dark lake.
She placed her hands on Yun Zhan's shoulders, her fingertips turning white from the force. Tears trembled in her eyes before finally rolling down her cheeks and into her hair.
"Yun Zhan, look up at me. I am Wen Sixue... I am not Pei Yanxi, nor Shi Mingyue..."
Wen Sixue was truly terrified. She felt Yun Zhan holding her legs down, leaving her no room to resist.
"I don't want to be a third party. If you don't love me... then don't treat me like this..."
Her voice was trembling with tears, yet stubbornly fixed in the air: "Yun Zhan, answer me, am I your girlfriend?"
Yun Zhan had completely lost consciousness. Her fingertips rested above Wen Sixue's collarbone, her knuckles trembling slightly. Her mind was filled only with the desire for vital energy.
Wen Sixue looked up, her tears breaking into tiny specks of light on her eyelashes, like shattered diamonds falling on the snow.
Wen Sixue bit her lip, tears still streaming down her face. Her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, yet every word was clear: "Yun Zhan, you can only do this if you're willing to let me be your girlfriend; otherwise, I'm sorry, it's not possible."
Her fingers tightened, her nails digging into the fabric of Yun Zhan's shoulder, as if grasping at the last straw.
Tears blurred her vision, but could not conceal the burning longing in her eyes.
Her voice trembled at the end, like a small hook, catching Yun Zhan's breath: "Tell me, Yun Zhan... am I?"
"Say something... Yun Zhan... Am I your girlfriend?"
"As long as you say yes, I'm willing to sleep with you, I'll give you anything you want..."
"Don't make me sad..."
Yun Zhan's fingertips lingered on her shoulder for a moment before slowly falling, like a feather gently covering the back of her hand.
Wen Sixue's tears fell onto their intertwined fingertips, burning hot and almost painful.
Her voice choked with emotion, yet held an unyielding stubbornness: "I want to hear you say it yourself."
At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.
Wen Sixue's tears spread a dark stain on the pillow, like a flower wet with rain.
Her voice was so low it was almost inaudible, yet it carried a profound seriousness: "If you say 'yes,' I'll give you my all; if you say 'no'—"
She paused, her fingertips trembling slightly, "Then please let me go."
Yun Zhan's fingertips gently caressed her shoulder, like soothing a frightened bird.
Wen Sixue's tears kept falling, but she stubbornly kept her eyes open, as if she wanted to etch this moment into her memory forever.
Yun Zhan's pupils seemed to have lost focus, leaving only a hollow, dark red ring.
She couldn't hold back any longer; she was on the verge of tears after not being able to absorb any vital essence for so long...
Yun Zhan's eyes were red. He got up from Wen Sixue, knelt on the bed, and looked at her like a puppy.
Yun Zhan's arm, which was supporting him on the edge of the bed, was trembling, and his fingertips were white from blood loss. His voice was dry and hoarse, as if it had been burned.
"I want to... bite your neck... just this."
She could no longer speak a complete sentence; each sentence was broken into several pieces, yet still clung to a burning desire.
Her eyes were flushed red with blood, and tears hung on her eyelashes, refusing to fall, like glass beads that might shatter at any moment.
She exuded a desperate vulnerability.
Her eyes were fierce, yet she looked like she was about to break down and cry at any moment.
Wen Sixue was stung by Yun Zhan's words.
The hand that had been resting on Yun Zhan's shoulder slowly released itself, its fingertips tracing her damp temples, sliding down to the back of her neck, and gently clasping her hands.
"good."
Wen Sixue breathed softly, her voice as light as a feather falling in the snow, yet carrying a resolute obedience.
She lay back, her black hair spreading out, revealing the softest line on the side of her neck.
The coolness of tears still lingered on her fingertips, yet she raised her hand without hesitation and drew Yun Zhan's forehead toward herself.
The moment their skin touched, Wen Sixue could feel her burning breath.
Like a drowning person grabbing onto the last piece of driftwood.
Yun Zhan's lips trembled, his teeth pressing against the thin, almost transparent skin.
There was no lust, only an almost instinctive craving.
She closed her eyes, and two lines of tears finally rolled down, silently hitting Wen Sixue's collarbone.
The moment the teeth struck, Wen Sixue gasped softly, but did not flinch.
He simply raised his hand and stroked Yun Zhan's trembling back—
It's like comforting a wounded beast.
It hurt a little...like being shocked by an electric current, a tingling, numb feeling...and then Yun Zhan stuck out his tongue to lick her.
Wen Sixue's legs felt weak, and she wanted to cry, but she held back and comforted Yun Zhan: "I'm sorry, I just thought you wanted to...do that with me."
"I'm sorry, Yun Zhan, I was too harsh on you. Can I apologize?"
Wen Sixue patted her head and then offered an inch of her own snow-white skin to her.
This feeling was a bit strange... but it didn't give her a solution; on the contrary, it was somewhat shamefully comfortable.
At first, I only felt a sharp stinging pain on the side of my neck, like an ice pick piercing my skin. Then, a scalding suction force spread from the wound.
The sensation initially felt like a fine electric current, creeping along the blood vessels all the way to the heart, and then quickly spreading to every part of the body.
Wen Sixue's fingertips tightened suddenly, gripping the fabric on Yun Zhan's shoulder, but she lost her strength the next second.
The knuckles slowly loosened, as if all the tendons and bones had been removed.
Warm essence flowed out along the teeth marks, followed by a hollow chill in the body.
"I feel a little tired...can you leave some for me?" Wen Sixue breathed a few weak breaths and gently stroked the back of Yun Zhan's head.
She felt as if someone had gently pulled out a crucial plug inside her body, and her blood, warmth, and strength were all silently draining away.
The light in front of me began to sway, and the incandescent light from the ceiling became a blurry patch of light.
Wen Sixue heard her own heartbeat change from rapid to distant, one beat, two beats...
Like drumbeats heard through thick glass, they grew slower and softer.
She tried to open her mouth, but found her throat too dry to make a sound, only able to let out very faint gasps.
My knees buckled uncontrollably, and I fell backward, sinking into the soft bedding.
"Yun Zhan...have you had enough...?"
Like a fish stranded on land, Wen Sixue didn't even have the strength to push her away.
The world seemed to have its volume turned down, all sounds were veiled by a thick layer of cotton, Yun Zhan's rapid breathing and the distant sound of rain outside the window all became ethereal and distant.
As her last bit of strength was drained away, Wen Sixue's eyelids closed heavily.
Before falling asleep, Wen Sixue used all her strength to pull the blanket next to her: "Cover yourself up, Yun Zhan, you're injured, you'll catch a cold..."
Consciousness is like a beach after the tide has receded, leaving only a vast emptiness and a tingling, itchy numbness.
Before she was completely plunged into darkness, she vaguely felt Yun Zhan's palm touch her cold cheek; that little bit of warmth became the only anchor she could hold onto.
...
At three in the morning, the floor lamp in the bedroom was only tinged with a dim orange light.
Wen Sixue lay quietly on the pillow, her black hair spread out in messy waves, making her face almost transparent.
Her lips had faded to a paper-white color, and the teeth marks on the side of her neck were deep purple, with dried blood scabs clinging to the edges. She resembled a flower that had been violently crushed, silently accusing the loss of control the previous night.
Blood trickled down her collarbone and soaked into her cotton pajamas, spreading a dark brown stain that repeatedly reminded Yun Zhan of the incriminating evidence he had left behind...
Yun Zhan knelt on the edge of the carpet, his back taut like a string about to break.
"What have I done...?"
Yun Zhan dared not touch the wound, and could only brush the bloodstains with the back of his fingers, his fingertips trembling so much that he could barely trace a complete path.
Each breath carried a metallic sweetness, a mixture of rust and roses, churning in my chest like a silent vomit.
Her thoughts drifted back to the moment she recalled the image of herself greedily absorbing Wen Sixue's essence.
Guilt surged up from my feet like a tide, instantly engulfing my throat.
She heard her heart pounding so loudly it sounded like it was about to shatter her ribs.
"Wen Sixue... I'm sorry..." Yun Zhan's voice was hoarse and trembling, almost breaking.
She wiped away the tears that had spilled from the corners of her eyes and asked 21 with a trembling voice, "How much of her life force did I absorb?"
21 silently pulled up the data: "About a third. Girls' bodies are weaker, and it's difficult for them to recover after being sucked..."
"Did I do anything else to her?" Despair flashed in Yun Zhan's eyes. If she had done something to Wen Sixue... she really wouldn't forgive herself.
"No, it only absorbed the essence."
After hearing the mechanical voice of 21, Yun Zhan calmed down a little. She clutched her neck, trying to breathe smoothly, but she couldn't utter a complete syllable, only short, broken gasps.
She recalled countless times when she was feeling unwell, and it was always Wen Sixue who took care of her.
Wen Sixue offered him a sincere and passionate heart, showing him unwavering kindness.
These were things that Yun Zhan should have repaid himself, but instead he dragged the other party into an even deeper abyss.
At this moment, all rationality, restraint, and vows were crushed into dust by this stain of blood.
The floor lamp's glow shimmered on the bloodstains. Yun Zhan lowered his head, his forehead pressed against the sofa armrest, his knuckles white from the excessive force.
She didn't speak, but let the burning regret burn up her throat and into her heart.
Yun Zhan knew very well:
That bite wasn't just about taking in her vital essence; it was also about her purest protection of Wen Sixue.
Once their relationship is torn apart, it can never be mended.
"Will Wen Sixue hate me? I did so many things to her."
Yun Zhan suddenly burst out laughing, tears welling up in his eyes: "21, do you think I'm terrible? I messed up my relationship with Pei Yanxi and tormented Wen Sixue like this."
"You don't need to be too sad... make it up to Wen Sixue properly." 21 also fell silent. Indeed... absorbing life force is really exhausting.
not to mention...
Yun Zhan practically forced her.
Oh, my dear host, good luck to you...
"How can I compensate her? With money?" Yun Zhan gave a self-deprecating laugh, his eyes devoid of light...
"Give her my best tonic." Yun Zhan got out of bed, picked up his coat from the floor, and went straight to the balcony.
"Hey? Smoking again! Your lungs are already in bad shape."
Under the moonlight, Wen Sixue's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Like the wings of a dying butterfly, yet it has yet to awaken.
Author's Note:
I hereby guarantee:
All three female leads will have completed romantic storylines, so you can rest assured that you can like any of them.
The main storyline only involves a relationship with one female lead; the other two female leads are in "what if" scenarios.
The choice is made in a split second, and Yun Zhan will make different choices at different points in time, which will lead to the emergence of "what if" scenarios. (For example, if Yun Zhan chooses to go home with female lead A one night, then she will subconsciously follow that "what if" path.)
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