First Taste of Forbidden Fruit 2
Hearing this, Xia Tong suddenly woke up: How am I supposed to face Tan Zhihao? What will I do when he finds out? Will he be angry? Will he leave me? All the worries rushed in at once. She abruptly pushed away Fu Jia, who was holding her, rolled off the bed to get dressed, and her panicked and terrified expression, filled with guilt, was truly heartbreaking.
When she discovered that her new dress was completely unwearable, she burst into tears. All the suppressed pain was released in its most primal and direct way.
Fu Jia quickly got down, wanting to sit next to her, but at that moment she was like a frightened little rabbit, extremely resistant to his approach. She looked at him with her rabbit-like red eyes, pitiful and adorable: "I don't blame you anymore, just consider it punishment for hurting your forehead when I was in the first year of high school. Please don't tell anyone else, please, just pretend nothing happened."
Fu Jia felt her heart breaking when she heard her pleading like that. Even like this, she still wanted to sever ties with me? Even if we had the most intimate relationship, even if we were deeply involved, you still wanted to pretend it never happened?
Fu Jia knelt beside her, holding her hand: "That's not enough. I want you to give me your whole self in return."
"Jiajia, get up quickly, it's time—"
The door suddenly opened unexpectedly, and the two people huddled together looked up at the doorway at the same time. Li Funing, who was supposed to be on a secret visit to Nepal with Fu Shaohua, appeared at the door, looking at the two people leaning against the bed inside. One was disheveled, and the other was completely naked.
"Slap—" Li Funing rushed over and slapped Fu Jia across the face. This was the first time in her life that she, who was always gentle, had ever slapped Fu Jia.
Fu Jia looked at Li Funing in surprise, while Xia Tong was completely dumbfounded.
"She's only seventeen!"
Half of Fu Jia's fair face was red, and the five finger marks on her face were quite frightening. Fu Jia licked her slightly bloody lips, her eyes sharp, and said hatefully, "Seventeen years old? Seventeen years old and already dating someone for two years!"
Li Funing glanced at Xia Tong with surprise. Xia Tong avoided her ambiguous gaze, still looking timid. Then she turned to Fu Jia, her expression one of exasperation: "So what? You're proud of doing something so stupid?!"
"I don't care!" Fu Jia retorted stubbornly, refusing to admit her mistake.
Aren't you afraid she'll hate you to death later?
"I'm more afraid that she won't be able to see me."
Looking at her stubborn son, and then at the girl who was being harassed to death by him, Li Funing almost burst into tears: "Aren't you just courting death? How could you be so foolish—" Her son, whom she had cherished for half her life, was being tormented like this by a complete stranger. How could she not feel heartbroken?
But she couldn't blame the girl.
“Your father is coming back soon. If he finds out you did this, he’ll definitely beat you to death! I’ll take her away first, and I’ll deal with you when I get back.” With that, Li Funing pulled Xia Tong, who was still sitting on the floor, to her feet.
Just as she was about to leave, she was stopped. Turning around, she saw Fu Jia, who was over six feet tall, kneeling on the ground and hugging her leg: "Mom, please save me, I want her."
Li Funing looked at her usually proud and defiant son kneeling at her feet, and then at the girl beside her who, though timid, remained unmoved no matter what Fu Jia did. Overwhelmed with mixed feelings, she sighed, slammed the door, and left.
After dropping Xia Tong off at her doorstep, Li Funing was about to go inside when Xia Tong stopped her, asking, "Auntie, what are you doing?"
"Apologize to your mother."
"Don't tell my mom, and whatever you do, don't tell anyone."
Li Funing looked at the delicate-looking little girl in front of her. She had clearly suffered a great loss, yet she was still swallowing it? Was she afraid of being scolded by her family?
"Don't worry, I'll talk to your mom about this. Don't be afraid, your mom won't say anything to you."
"No—yes—" As soon as she hesitated, the shrewd Li Funing understood her reluctance; she was afraid of her boyfriend of two years.
Li Funing tentatively said, "I will definitely make Fu Jia take responsibility, don't worry."
"I don't want to!" The little girl, who was usually hesitant and timid, refused decisively this time.
"Why? What's wrong with our Fu Jia?" Li Funing couldn't help but demand an explanation for her son. How could our excellent Fu Jia not be good enough for you?
"No, it's just... no need." Xia Tong shook her head repeatedly.
Looking at the determined young girl in front of her, Li Funing sighed, "Neither of you is smart. Oh well, he's stupid and you're not smart either. Forcing you together will only torture each other."
She sighed and left, leaving Xia Tong alone at the door.
Li Jingjing, who had been guarding her door all night, only came out when she saw that she was finally alone, leaving the instigators in the shadows.
“You didn’t come home all night. I told your mother you stayed at my house.” Li Jingjing saw that her eyes were red and understood that most of what she had guessed about them last night had probably already happened and could not be undone.
"Jingjing—" Xia Tong suddenly buried her face in her shoulder and cried after seeing her friend, as if she had found someone who could understand and confide in her.
"I know, it'll be okay if you cry for a while, don't say it out loud, I understand." Li Jingjing patted her back to comfort her.
After crying her fill, Xia Tong listened to Li Jingjing's analysis: "Never tell anyone. Even though it's not your fault that a girl has encountered something like this, it's still shameful, and people will look at you with prejudice."
Xia Tong nodded with red eyes.
"Actually, if you think about it, it's not a big deal. Back in high school, didn't a lot of girls already go to hotels with boys? Just think about it more openly, it's not a big deal. Do you remember that girl in Class 3 of the second year of high school who slept with someone right there in an internet cafe? She's still doing just fine, and she's actually quite happy."
Xia Tong continued to nod. Actually, even without her lecturing, she wouldn't dare to tell anyone; she was afraid.
Li Jingjing accepted the mission and left as expected. Xia Xiaotong also composed herself before returning home, and everything seemed perfectly calm.
Everyone thought this was the end, but little did they know that it was just the beginning, because Fu Jia was not willing to end it.
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I've already downloaded more than half of the game chapters I wrote... This is ridiculous! It's already 3 AM and I'm so sleepy... I'll just leave it short and revise it later... I need to sleep... PS: I put it in my drafts folder the day before yesterday, why hasn't it been published?
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