Chapter 67 Freedom, I Want You to Love Me
Su Jinmu had reservations about Li Xin's "obedience." Outside the glass, it was dark, and the moonlight was bright. Su Jinmu glanced at him and asked, "What are you touching on the bed?"
Li Xin smiled faintly, her eyes fixed on him, "I'm afraid there might be a hole in the bed frame, a passageway, that the young master might fall down."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
I've slept on the swing so many times, and only now am I thinking to check if there are any holes in the bed board?
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, lay back down, closed her eyes, and continued sleeping.
The glass was not very noticeable at night, turning the small swing bed into a glass room, but without any focused light. Li Xin leaned close to him, pressing against the young master.
Su Jinmu lay on his side, with Li Xin behind him. His deep-set eyes were dark and mysterious. Su Jinmu reached out and hugged Li Xin, holding him tightly around the waist. He then lowered his head and rubbed against the back of Li Xin's neck, giving it a light, scarlet lick.
...Young Master.
Su Jinmu moved forward slightly as he nudged her, and Li Xin followed, but obediently made his movements gentle.
Slow, gentle caressing.
After Su Jinmu fell asleep, he couldn't help but gently bite down, leaving a few barely noticeable teeth marks.
Li Xin had a phobia of glass greenhouses, and this extended to his anxiety about swing beds with glass panels.
He pulled Su Jinmu back and forth on the swing bed repeatedly without stopping.
Uncle Xiang came twice more, bringing a lot of fruit. The orchard was completely harvested, and the last batch was sold.
Uncle Xiang carried the basket into the courtyard, Su Jinmu held the gate open, and Li Xin stepped forward to take the basket from him.
Uncle Xiang saw Li Xin again, looked him over curiously, and finally couldn't help but ask in a low voice while Li Xin was putting down the basket.
"Teacher Xiao Mu, he's still here. Who is this?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu stood by the door. Li Xin saw them talking and quickly moved closer. Upon hearing their conversation, he wrapped his arm around Su Jinmu's wrist.
Uncle Xiang looked Li Xin up and down, then nodded and smiled.
Su Jinmu: "..."
“A friend,” Su Jinmu said.
"What a great relationship," Uncle Xiang exclaimed, waving goodbye as he left. "Goodbye, Teacher Xiao Mu."
"goodbye."
Su Jinmu closed the door, while Li Xin still had his wrist wrapped around Su Jinmu's, his fingertips gently rubbing against Su Jinmu's, staring intently at him with a slightly deep gaze.
friend.
No prefix.
He's not my boyfriend.
We're just ordinary friends.
Li Xin stared intently at the young master, a deep darkness settling in his eyes.
.
Winter came early this year, and it snowed soon after. Su Jinmu took out last year's equipment and covered the glass of the swing bed with a cotton cover.
Leave an open space at the top to allow light to pass through.
The swing bed measures 1.6 meters by 2.2 meters, more than enough for Su Jinmu to sleep on. Usually, he lies on one half of the bed while a small heater is placed on the other half.
Keeping a little distance between them prevents the oven from getting too dry and uncomfortable, and also prevents them from feeling cold.
But that was the situation last year.
This winter, with the ever-present and clingy Li Xin, our space has become a bit crowded.
The small heater was placed at the entrance of the swing bed to insulate it from the cold air outside.
In the middle, there was a small stand with some fruit wine that had just been brewed this year.
A slightly translucent, reddish wine, plum wine, and a touch of apple cider vinegar.
When he first came to the town last year, it was already midsummer and almost autumn. He had nothing better to do, so he casually made some to try, and to his surprise, it tasted pretty good.
We made a bit more this year.
But apple cider vinegar is too sour, so you need to add sugar, otherwise it's undrinkable.
Su Jinmu tasted the apple cider vinegar, wrinkled her face at the sourness, put it down, and switched to wine.
It was snowing outside. The swing bed was covered with a cotton cover, letting in light. There were windows around the edges, so you could see the scenery outside.
Two braziers were placed a little near the swing bed. The swing didn't move, but they raised the surrounding temperature slightly, making it look warm and cozy in the white snow.
Su Jinmu nestled on the swing bed, swaying gently in the wind as she sipped her slightly sweet fruit wine, and gazed at the snow scene outside the small window.
It was very relaxing and pleasant.
Su Jinmu narrowed her eyes slightly.
Li Xin stared intently at him from the side, pursed her lips, and subtly tugged at the hem of his clothes with her fingertips, as if some emotion was rising in her heart.
The voice was low and slow.
"Does the young master like this?"
Su Jinmu: "???"
Su Jinmu glanced at him.
“I found out.” Li Xin moved closer, grasped his wrist, and said with a dark look in his eyes, “Young Master bought this courtyard a long, long time ago.”
It happened much earlier than he had imagined.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu took a small sip of the sweet wine, a hint of sweetness spreading through her, and nodded, "Yes."
This place was specially selected by him; he had investigated its geographical location and cultural environment.
The town was remote and quiet, and the people were simple and honest, but it wasn't isolated from the world. He was alone and no one gossiped or pried into his life.
It's very free.
One's freedom.
Su Jinmu smiled slightly, basking in the early winter midday sun, and sat lazily.
The swing bed was warm and soft.
But as Li Xin watched, his heart sank inexplicably, feeling a tight pull, and his nerves twitched strangely.
He was very tense.
Because the young master is truly capable of living well on his own.
To truly pursue absolute personal freedom and be able to achieve it.
Drifting away from the world, not looking at humanity.
It resembles a translucent and lustrous jade carving.
As for him, Li Xin, he was merely a dispensable diversion to the young master.
A hint of malevolent energy emanated from Li Xin's body, cold and terrifying, almost damp and chilling.
He slowly pulled out a scarlet smile.
no.
No.
He doesn't want that.
Su Jinmu was leaning against the basket, half asleep, when suddenly a little weight appeared on her.
The fabric of their clothes rubbed together, and someone moved closer.
With a slightly strange shiver, he gently touched the corner of his lips and licked it wetly.
"Young Master."
"Young Master..."
The voice beside my ear was low and slow, faint and eerie, like a ghost in the wilderness, seemingly laughing, clinging tightly to me.
A tingling sensation on my lips, as if bitten, gently yet savagely trying to pry them in.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu opened her eyes.
With his beautiful eyebrows and sparkling eyes, Li Xin felt a strange flutter when he saw him open his eyes, and his movements became more fierce as he moved closer to him.
"Young Master, I want to do it."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu drank the fruit wine and felt slightly sleepy, but also a little hot.
Looking at Li Xin, for some reason, the ghost seemed a little flustered.
Like the prelude to madness.
Li Xin has been staying here for a while now, and he's not as crazy as he was when he first arrived.
Recently... there seems to be some signs that they're about to make a comeback.
The sweet taste of fruit wine spread through my body, accompanied by the stimulation of alcohol.
Su Jinmu was in a good mood. She grabbed the boy's chin and pulled him closer.
He was sitting, and Li Xin leaned forward, lowering his head slightly. Su Jinmu looked down at him.
Her clear and beautiful gaze slowly swept over him, inch by inch.
Li Xin licked his lips, his crimson lips curving upwards. Following his gaze, he trembled slightly, a chilling excitement rising within him. He couldn't help but want to rub his hand against his.
But his chin was being held, preventing him from moving; only his eyes, thick with black, curved into a smile.
"Young Master."
"Kiss me, kiss me."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu smiled, pulled his chin closer, and pressed her lips to his, their lips touching.
Li Xin's body was burning hot.
It was almost scorching hot.
My lips are hot too.
The moment they made contact, Li Xin couldn't suppress his agitation and couldn't help but step forward. The veins on his strong arms bulged as he tightly hugged the young master's waist and gave a strange laugh.
Young master.
Young master.
Got him!
"Hmm..."
Li Xin suddenly exerted force, rubbing against his lips, prying open his teeth, and entwining his soft tongue inside.
Su Jinmu's breathing was somewhat scattered, and her consciousness was somewhat muddled.
Suddenly and without warning, she was moved and pulled into Li Xin's arms.
Li Xin held him tightly, his smile chilling and savage, his dark pupils almost eerie.
"Young Master, Young Master."
Don't leave, don't abandon him.
Even though the person is right in front of him, he feels empty and can't hold on to them.
The surge was terrifying.
Li Xin's eyes were filled with madness, and he was very strong as he bit the corner of his mouth.
Su Jinmu didn't mind these actions, but Li Xin was unusually strong today, so she frowned, grabbed the back of his head and pulled him away.
"Be gentle."
Li Xin felt a slight pain on his scalp, then laughed maniacally and obscurely, rubbing his fingers against him, "I can't be gentle, young master."
He was about to lose control of his restlessness.
Li Xin smiled and moved closer to him, his voice low and slow, seemingly mixed with a hint of ferocity and madness, as he sat next to him.
"Young master, touch me, feel me."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu glanced at him twice, then leaned in and kissed the corner of his mouth.
Li Xin became happy, his scarlet lips curving upwards, his fingertips tightening until they almost turned white, as he held the person tightly in his arms.
The small heater on the swing bed seemed a bit too hot; it was unbearably dry, and the air felt sweltering.
A thin layer of fog covered the glass.
Su Jinmu was out of breath, his breathing uneven. Li Xin clung to him like a madman, constantly getting closer, biting like a wild beast, his crazed eyes almost revealing a chilling ferocity.
He muttered to himself.
"Young Master."
"Hahaha."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: "???"
“Li Xin”.
"Calm down."
What's wrong with you?!
Su Jinmu's lips hurt a little, and she clicked her tongue. When Li Xin lowered his head to lick his lips again, she couldn't help but open her teeth and bite back hard.
He didn't hold back; his teeth were sharp, and a hint of sweetness instantly spread, mixing with the aroma of the fruit wine.
Bright red and vibrant.
Li Xin's pupils contracted slightly, then he trembled, chuckled twice, a chilling laugh that sounded like a ghost's, "It hurts a little."
Li Xin leaned closer to him and rubbed against him, affectionately and wantonly, "I like it when the young master bites me."
Su Jinmu: "..."
"Young Master."
Li Xin laughed again, his possessiveness fierce and savage. He held the person in his arms tightly, his eyes filled with horror. "Bite again, bite again."
Su Jinmu: "..."
He seems to have gone mad.
.
In the cold winter, the courtyard was covered with a thin layer of snow. When Su Jinmu didn't go out, she would stay in the small building watching online courses on plant science.
He was quite calm, but Li Xin was extremely crazy.
A few days later, Uncle Xiang came again and brought him some winter fruit.
Su Jinmu thanked him and gave him the money.
Uncle Xiang didn't really want it, thinking it was just a little bit of fruit, but Su Jinmu insisted on giving it to him.
Li Xin followed closely beside Su Jinmu, grabbing his sleeve and gripping it firmly with his long, slender fingers.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Uncle Xiang glanced at Li Xin a few times, scratched his head, and said, "Teacher Xiao Mu, you two have a really good relationship. Has he been living here all this time?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Li Xin pursed his lips, his eyes darkening, and his hand clenched tighter around his clothes, tugging at them.
Su Jinmu: "...Mm."
He responded.
Uncle Xiang looked around curiously, "Is he a relative of yours, Teacher Xiao Mu?"
After he finished speaking, he shook his head and looked at himself from side to side, saying, "It doesn't look like it, it doesn't look like it."
He suddenly realized, "Oh, well, you mean, good buddy, good brother?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Su Jinmu could almost feel Li Xinla tightening his cuffs.
A silent snort escaped my lips.
"No." He shook his head, his voice calm. "Just friends."
Uncle Xiang is gone.
Li Xin grasped his wrist, pursed her lips, and stared straight into his eyes.
“…Young Master.”
Ordinary friends.
He didn't want to be just friends.
A thin layer of snow covered the ground in the yard, leaving a trail of footprints as people walked by, which were then covered by the falling snow.
Su Jinmu glanced at him, her expression calm and serene, and returned to the small building.
Such a calm gaze.
Life in the courtyard was free and uneventful.
It seems that it doesn't matter whether there is one more person or one less person.
So it was eerily calm.
Li Xin's heart pounded violently, his nerves almost twisted and contorted, as he followed.
"Young Master."
"Um."
Su Jinmu sat back down on the edge of the bed, where a tablet was still playing a planting lesson.
He planned to go back to bed and continue watching.
As soon as he lifted his leg, his knee was suddenly pressed down.
Su Jinmu lowered her head.
Li Xin crouched down in front of him, by the bedside, and looked up at him. His dark, inky pupils seemed to be surrounded by a crimson ring, dangerous and downcast.
They looked rather pitiful.
Like a wild ghost that nobody cares about.
"Young Master."
Li Xin gripped his knee, a strange twitch at the corner of his mouth, his rationality waning and his mind clouded.
“I don’t want to be just friends,” he said.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu was pressed down to sit on the edge of the bed by him. She looked down at the boy and paused.
“...Li Xin”.
He didn't say anything, he just called out his name.
An eerie silence spread, Li Xin's nerves twitched, throbbing with pain, his fingertips almost turning white as he stared savagely at them.
He doesn't care.
He wants his young master.
Li Xin leaned closer, his pupils surrounded by a terrifying crimson ring, but his smile was gentle as he gripped the back of Li Xin's knee and squeezed it into his knee.
"Young Master."
"Say you love me."
"Say you love me, young master."
Li Xin rubbed against him, almost frantically, with a sinister and menacing aura, constantly moving closer and staring up at him.
It felt like my nerves were being stretched to their limit.
Su Jinmu looked down at him for a while, her voice very calm.
“...Li Xin”.
"I don't like you."
His feelings for Li Xin were initially curiosity, followed by a slight reluctance.
No more.
Su Jinmu lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes half-fallen, her eyes clear and shimmering, like lake water, clear and unfathomable.
It's breathtakingly beautiful.
There was almost no emotional fluctuation.
Very stable.
Stable to the point of being almost indifferent.
Li Xin gripped the back of his knee, his ears ringing and rumbling, his dark eyes fixed on him, his lips pressed tightly together.
"Young Master."
He seemed about to explode, yet also seemed to be in a daze, frozen in place, his hands gripping the back of his knees tightly, showing no intention of loosening them.
His mouth turned down, a pitiful and almost bizarrely twisted expression.
"Young Master."
"Young Master."
Su Jinmu pursed her lips.
A few days ago, he happened to see Li Xin making a phone call and handling company matters. Jingzhou is a very large place, and Li Xin has been in this small town for so long.
He himself is at ease, but Li Xin may not be.
Aren't you leaving yet?
Su Jinmu looked down at him, her rosy lips parting and revealing a hint of her soft, bright red tongue as she spoke.
"Jingzhou must be very busy."
Li Xin squeezed between his knees, holding him tightly.
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, looked away from those dark eyes, and continued, "Don't be too obsessive, don't be too clingy. I won't leave the town, you can come back to find me again."
It's okay to meet occasionally.
...
...words that were almost a clear line drawn.
Li Xin trembled, his body tensing up uncontrollably, his grip tightening until his knuckles almost dug into his flesh, as if trying to seize his soul; his voice was muffled.
"Does the young master not want me anymore?"
"You want to throw me away again."
I don't like him.
Don't want him.
I want to get rid of him.
Hahaha.
Li Xin laughed, his lips curling up in a somewhat manic manner, the red ring around his pupils intensifying, almost overflowing.
“…Young Master.”
Li Xin's eye capillaries ruptured once when he learned that the young master was not dead, and it seems that they are prone to rupture ever since.
A bright red, scalding hot liquid dripped from one of his eye sockets.
It seemed to be tears, mixed with blood.
It was dripping wet.
The crimson blush brushed against her pale cheeks, both startling and beautiful.
He's becoming more and more like a madman.
Su Jinmu had never seen him like this before, and a strange feeling stirred within her, causing her heart to race.
She pursed her lips slightly and raised her hand to wipe the blush off his face.
But it can't be erased.
With a flick of the fingertip, the scarlet color spread even further, covering half of the face and extending to behind the ear, leaving large patches of red everywhere.
No matter how I wipe it, it won't get clean.
It's bizarre and astonishing.
...Did you cry until you bled?
Su Jinmu rubbed her fingertips together again.
The warmth of her fingertips on her face was gentle, the movements were slow, and she didn't use much force.
Li Xin looked up at him, and something suddenly came to mind.
Temple of Marriage.
When he was praying in the temple, the young master actually looked back.
But he looked away before he turned around.
He saw it then.
His face felt warm. The young master above looked down at him, his brows furrowed slightly, wondering why the blood and tears still couldn't be wiped clean.
It seems like it's never going to end.
All eyes were fixed on him.
Li Xin suddenly trembled, his nerves tightened, and every extremity in his body seemed to be shaking and throbbing, bizarre and barbaric.
wrong.
wrong.
He lied again.
Li Xin felt a surge of blood rush to his heart, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face. Against the backdrop of the blood on his face, it was eerily terrifying, and he kept laughing.
Su Jinmu: "...???"
Li Xin grinned, his expression both sinister and excited, and suddenly grabbed Su Jinmu's hand.
I pressed it against my face and rubbed it gently.
I don't believe it.
He chuckled softly.
Su Jinmu: "???"
Li Xin rubbed his fingers, his smile filled with horror, "I don't believe that the young master has no feelings for me at all, I don't believe that you don't care at all."
You are lying.
Li Xin laughed again, excited and sharp, like a wild beast in the shadows, waiting for its chance to strike, pressing forward, not letting go of even the slightest trace of human life, and once it bit down, it would never let go.
She nuzzled him affectionately.
Su Jinmu: "..."
He's gone to extremes with his obsession.
Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, looking at Li Xin in front of her, feeling that his appearance was somewhat familiar.
An extreme craving for love, a pursuit of love, and a desire for love.
How similar he was to him in the previous ten years or so.
Like himself when he was in the Su family.
“...Li Xin”.
Su Jinmu stared at him, "Investing in an intimate relationship is too tiring. I no longer have the mood or the ability to enter into a new relationship."
The Su family took advantage of him and his feelings.
He didn't want to use Li Xin for anything; he just wanted to stay away.
As for love, he wasn't sure if he had it; he didn't even know if he still had the capacity to love.
Perhaps it's over; he's tired, enjoys solitude, and doesn't seek to fit in with others.
There's nothing wrong with the freedom of being alone.
"Don't force things that are destined to have no outcome," Su Jinmu said softly. "Like me and the Su family, we should have cut our losses and withdrawn decisively."
Li Xin should do the same.
Li Xin stared intently at him, his pupils a chilling black, staring unblinkingly into the young master's eyes.
Suddenly, he raised his head and smiled.
"The Su family is not worth it, but the young master is different."
Li Xin pondered for a long time why the young master liked such a resolute person's freedom.
They live in seclusion, refusing to let anyone get close.
This includes him, his biological parents, and everyone in the town.
Almost to the point of resistance and opposition.
He hates and loathes close relationships with people, hates confiding in others, and has a seemingly gentle but actually cold and defensive self.
He previously guessed it was because of that premonition, since he was too tired from frequent socializing.
But ultimately, the crux of the problem lies with the Su family.
Li Xin laughed, the blood and tears on his face dried, revealing no trace of his twisted dejection, almost trembling, as he continued to laugh.
It's good that there's a problem.
It's good that there's a reason.
ha.
Ha ha.
His blood was boiling and his veins were surging. Li Xin's eyes were filled with a fierce savagery, like a ferocious beast that had its jaws firmly on its prey.
Strange and dangerous.
“The Su family isn’t worth it, but the young master is different,” he added.
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Su Jinmu: "???"
Su Jinmu could hardly understand what he was laughing hysterically, so she turned her head slightly to look at him.
"You want me to pity you, to have pity on you, and to stay with you?"
Li shook his head, his lips curving wildly in a strange excitement.
"I want you to love me."
Su Jinmu: "???"
How did the conversation get to this point?
Li Xin smiled, stood up, and a thick shadow instantly enveloped him, trapping the person in the shadow. He leaned down and rubbed his face against Li Xin's, bit his lip, and smiled again.
"I want you to love me."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
Su Jinmu took a step back, slightly speechless.
He's tired, he can't love anymore.
Why waste time on lovemaking when you could do more in bed?
It's simple, you're happy, and I'm happy.
.
Li Xin seemed to have gone mad, his emotions were chaotic, and he was being intimate and lewd, constantly rubbing against Su Jinmu.
The swing bed was covered with a cotton cover, making it feel like a quiet, enclosed little world inside.
Su Jinmu's wrists were handcuffed to Li Xin's, and she couldn't move. Her vision was blurry.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly at the corners of her eyes, turning faintly red, and her breathing became disordered.
Li Xin raised the corners of her lips, kissed him, licked him, and rubbed his earlobe against it incessantly, her voice low and slow.
"Young master, open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me."
Su Jinmu's ears were ringing, and he could only hear his own heavy breathing. Li Xin was close to his face, almost touching his nose.
Look at me.
"Hmm..."
Su Jinmu frowned as her nose was bitten, a slight pain shooting through her. She tried to dodge, but the metal handcuffs on her wrists clanged together.
Li Xin pressed closer, insisting that he open his eyes, and rubbed his lips against the corner of his mouth.
Look at me.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu managed to focus her gaze, her lips slightly swollen and red. "What are you doing?"
“Young Master.” Li Xin’s eyes were deep, and his scarlet lips curled up. “You once said that sex is not the most important thing in a person, but freedom is always right.”
Li Xin chuckled softly, kissed him, and licked him wetly.
"I want your freedom."
Su Jinmu: "..."
This topic is too philosophical.
Is this the right time to talk?
"Hmm..."
Su Jinmu frowned, having been distracted, and was bitten. "What do you want me to be free for?"
Li Xin smiled maniacally, "Make hatred."
If there is no love, then hate.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu: "…………"
What a load of rubbish!
Li Xin was insane, his lips curled up, and the intense color in his eyes almost swallowed people whole.
She pressed against the young master's lips, rubbed against them, moved down to his chin, and then to his delicate neck, gently biting him.
A matter of life and death.
Su Jinmu's breathing was sensitive. She tilted her head back, feeling almost suffocated and dizzy. Her fingertips were taut, and she couldn't help but raise her hand to push him away.
"Li Xin, don't bite."
Don't bite my neck.
Li Xin chuckled softly, desire rising and burning within him. He didn't listen, slowly biting, while rubbing the young master's cheek with one hand, seemingly to soothe him, yet also seemingly domineering.
Do not struggle to get away.
"...Ugh!"
Su Jinmu was breathing heavily, with nowhere to hide. Her throat felt like it was being gripped by a wild beast, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she groaned.
She couldn't help but turn her head and bite the boy's hand hard.
Li Xin's hand bones stiffened, letting him bite, and he laughed in a creepy, maniacal way, pushing his hand towards the tip of his teeth.
"Young master, that feels so good."
He laughed, "Young Master, this only excites me more."
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