Chapter 83 Ripples: But I don't hate it, I don't hate it when you're clingy.
A shadow loomed over Su Jinmu's face, his lips were sealed, and Li Xin's icy body temperature pressed against him, licking his lips and forcefully taking over his breath.
"...Hmm."
Su Jinmu's breath hitched, her jaw snapped open as a tongue invaded her mouth, her breathing became erratic, and her mind went blank.
Their bodies are indeed very familiar.
They had long since become accustomed to each other's closeness and were easily aroused by desire.
Su Jinmu's breath was hot, and his fingertips curled up. Li Xin laughed, took Su Jinmu's hand, pressed it firmly against his body, and stared straight at him with his dark and deep eyes.
"Young Master."
His voice was soft, with a smile, "See? Your body, your breathing, are all adapted to me."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu took a moment to catch her breath.
Li Xin smiled, her eyes wide, "We're boyfriend and girlfriend, young master, do you believe me now? Do you remember me?"
Su Jinmu: "…………"
What the hell? Has he gone mad?
If he believed it, it must be because he didn't remember it; if he did remember it, he wouldn't believe it.
Su Jinmu looked into Li Xin's dark eyes, the outer edge of which was slightly reddish, and his mad and vicious appearance seemed to be engraved from the depths of his soul.
...I have a slight headache.
He really had a headache.
Once the drug enters the body, it can cause memory loss, a sudden recall of memories, and a stimulation of the brain. It's not something that can be smoothly passed through in an instant, as if nothing happened.
Su Jinmu's head felt heavy, buzzing incessantly. She pursed her lips, glancing out of the corner of her eye at the boundless sea stretching to the horizon, a hint of bewilderment in her eyes.
They failed to escape and were dragged to this deserted place by Li Xin, who was still having a fit of madness.
……what to do?
Su Jinmu's mind went blank for a moment.
A genuine emptiness.
He wanted to live alone, to be free from constraints, and to avoid being taken advantage of.
I want absolute freedom and to not enter into any intimate relationships.
but……
This is the current situation.
Su Jinmu's head throbbed even more, her blood vessels seemed to be pulsating, throbbing against her brain. She lowered her eyes, her gaze darkening slightly.
Li Xin stared at his face and saw that his lips were pale and his long eyelashes were drooping, covering part of his pupils. He then handed the glass over and pressed it to his lips.
"Young master, have some water. Are you feeling unwell?"
Su Jinmu raised his arm to take the blanket, but Li Xin dodged it again, not giving it to him, and curled his lips slightly.
"Let's drink it like this, otherwise I'm afraid the young master will break the cup and do something dangerous."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Li Xin was insane. Su Jinmu glanced at him, too lazy to argue with him. She took a few sips of water from his hand, her lips glistening with moisture, which helped clear her head a little.
He got up and wandered around looking at the surroundings.
He woke up on a deckchair, facing the beach. In front of him was golden sand, behind him was a house, and behind that was a not-so-high mountain.
It blocks the sea breeze from behind, but you can still hear the sound of the waves.
He initially thought Li Xin had taken him to the coast, but now he was certain that he was indeed on a deserted island at sea.
All around was the vast expanse of sea, stretching as far as the eye could see.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu's head started to hurt again.
How can we run like this?
Depend on.
Without a boat or helicopter, jumping into the sea would only make you fish food.
That damn thing.
How could they be so crazy?
.
Su Jinmu felt unwell and took another nap in the afternoon. The next day, when it was time to eat, Su Jinmu had just walked to the table, pulled out a chair, and was about to sit down.
Li Xin stayed by his side the whole time, never leaving his side. Seeing this, he pulled over a chair and then tugged it back.
Su Jinmu turned around and looked at him silently.
With a slight smile on his face, Li Xin raised his hand and easily grasped Su Jinmu's waist, lifting her up slightly with a forceful pull.
He sat down in the chair and then placed the person in his arms on his lap.
Su Jinmu sat firmly on Li Xin's lap.
Su Jinmu: "..."
Their backs were pressed together, and a cool, damp breath fell on his neck. Li Xin chuckled twice, kissed his shoulder, and gently bit him.
"What would you like to eat, young master?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu stepped down, trying to get up, "I'll eat by myself."
"No." Li Xin wrapped his arms around his waist, his dark eyes filled with an eerie light, and smiled, "Young Master doesn't remember? You always ate like this before."
Su Jinmu: "...??"
Li Xin tightened his grip, holding him tightly, staring intently at him. "Young Master, don't you remember? I'll tell you, Young Master, we used to be like this, inseparable."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Wow, he's really something. He can make things up without batting an eye. If he hadn't been faking amnesia, he might have actually been fooled by Li Xin.
Li Xin's eyes held a dark glint, yet he smiled, one arm encircling Su Jinmu's waist, the other picking up chopsticks, his expression unchanged as he asked with a smile, "What would you like to eat, young master?"
Su Jinmu: "..."
Su Jinmu glanced back at him, staring at Li Xin's still reddened pupils, and clicked her tongue.
He pointed to one at random and said, "Eat that."
A hint of joy and restlessness flickered in Li Xin's eyes.
The young master spoke to him.
Since arriving on the island yesterday, the young master has barely spoken to him and doesn't seem to care about him.
Li Xin's lips curled up, his possessiveness rising. He picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of food, and brought it directly to Su Jinmu's lips, gently touching them.
Her soft lips were slightly sunken, and her skin was rosy and alluring.
Su Jinmu opened her mouth and ate it.
At night, Li Xin pulled Su Jinmu into bed, his arms wrapped around her waist, gently pulling her closer. The skin of his forearm rubbed intimately against Su Jinmu's clothes.
Li Xin leaned closer and tightened his grip little by little.
Su Jinmu glanced at him and pushed him away.
Li Xin paused, loosened his grip slightly, but still held her captive.
He wasn't sure if the young master had genuine amnesia or was faking it. He wanted to get closer, but he was also afraid that the young master might not remember him and that he would get angry again.
There is no light pollution at sea, and no streetlights at night; once night falls, only a serene darkness remains.
The sea was dark and gloomy, and the moonlight was faint.
Silence fell over the room.
Su Jinmu closed his eyes and fell asleep. Li Xin watched him for a while, and then gradually fell into a nightmare as well.
He was dreaming.
It's a dream I've been having a lot lately.
They all depict the same scenes.
The Su family's glass conservatory.
"puff."
Flames erupted, followed by the transparent glass turning black, completely obscuring the figure inside.
Li Xin's body was tense, his nerves were pounding, and his hands were clenching tightly.
Young master.
Young master.
Don't go.
They came out of the fire.
She appeared before him alive.
Don't go.
"Will the young master wait for me to come back?"
"...Yes, it will."
"puff!"
It's fire again.
The raging fire engulfed the person who had promised to wait for him to return.
In the dream, the jade-carved figure looked at the raging fire, but instead of avoiding it, it walked further and further into the fire. Its fair skin was gradually covered with black smoke and slowly turned into charcoal.
No!
Didn't we say we'd wait for him to come back?
Waiting for him.
Don't go in.
Don't go in!
"Hmm."
Li Xin's nerves snapped, his scalp throbbed, and his grip tightened instinctively, holding on tightly.
Su Jinmu had just been woken up by him. The arm around his waist felt like an iron band, as if it wanted to press all of Su Jinmu's flesh and bones into Li Xin's arms and merge them into one.
Su Jinmu opened her eyes and saw Li Xin's brows furrowed, his already pale skin becoming even whiter and more eerie, almost gray, as if he were trembling, which was terrifying.
It was as if I was having a nightmare.
Su Jinmu pursed her lips and looked at him, her waist aching from the tightness of the straps. She raised her hand and patted his face.
Li Xin didn't react, but instead tightened his grip on his waist, instinctively trapping him.
Su Jinmu: "..."
He was so constricted that he could barely breathe.
Su Jinmu clicked her tongue, watching Li Xin struggle in his dream, unable to wake up, her gaze deep, staring for a while.
After a moment, he let out a soft sigh and pursed his lips.
She flipped over and straddled Li Xin, tugging at his hair.
Li Xin did not wake up.
But the arm around his waist followed, gripping him tightly, tightening even more as the movement changed, as if afraid he would disappear and run away.
Su Jinmu raised her hand, trying to pull it down, the moment her arm and waist parted.
Li Xin trembled with fear, his nerves seemed to be electrified, and his emotions surged. He suddenly opened his eyes.
"Where are you going?!"
Su Jinmu: "..."
“Li Xin”.
Su Jinmu called him.
Li Xin's face was pale, and the moonlight shone in, making him look ghostly and eerie. His pupils were deep black, and he stared at him intently, as if he had just come back from a dream, and remained in a daze for a long time.
Su Jinmu: "...Li Xin?"
Su Jinmu raised an eyebrow at him. Had the nightmare driven him mad?
Su Jinmu raised her hand to pull on the arm around her waist. Li Xin subconsciously tightened his grip, refusing to let go. He stared at Su Jinmu for a long while before the sound in his ears became clear.
Li Xin.
The young master called him Li Xin.
Did he remember?
Li Xin's breathing became erratic. Staring at the fresh, fair face nearby, he raised his hand and pressed his palm against it.
The temperature was gentle, not cold, and not as scorching as the dark figure in the glass greenhouse.
It's the temperature of a living person.
The temperature of a normal living person.
Li Xin sat up, his pupils reddening as he stared intently.
After a moment, they slowly approached.
A soft rustling sound of fabric broke the silence of the night.
Li Xin buried his head in Su Jinmu's shoulder, nuzzling against her, feeling the warmth of her skin.
The voice was so hoarse it was almost ear-piercing, and it rustled into my heart.
“…Young Master.”
"Do you remember now?"
Su Jinmu paused for a moment, then said, "...Yes."
Li Xin pressed against his shoulder, very close, the cool body temperature emanating from him, he seemed lifeless and pitiful.
Su Jinmu lowered her eyes, feeling a strange, indescribable tightness in her chest.
“…Young Master.”
Li Xin's voice brushed against his shoulder skin, his breath damp, falling slowly into the hollow of his slender neck.
"I don't care if you have real amnesia or you're faking it."
"Just don't forget me."
"No, don't throw me away."
The skin on his shoulder felt cold from being rubbed against it. Li Xin was cold all over. He lightly bit and rubbed with his teeth, then gently licked it.
The movements were slow and close; through the skin of their chests, Su Jinmu could almost feel the vibrations in Li Xin's chest cavity.
One at a time.
Like a string about to break.
Awkward and strained.
Su Jinmu pursed her lips, took a few deep breaths, and felt a strange, surging feeling in her heart, a bloated and uncomfortable sensation.
She reached out and grabbed Li Xin by the back of his head, pulling him up.
“…Li Xin, you’re a bit annoying.”
She's being overly clingy.
Li Xin's lips curled into a straight line, his eyes dark and menacing, and he gave a savage, menacing smile, "No matter how much you annoy the young master, don't even think about getting rid of me."
Su Jinmu: "..."
Li Xin's pupils were so black they were opaque, like a ghost in the night, yet surrounded by a red ring with a hint of moisture.
It was bright red; I couldn't tell if it was tears or blood.
Su Jinmu took a deep breath, her heart pounding twice, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, and ripples spreading across her eyes.
He pressed his palm against the back of Li Xin's head and pulled him close.
He leaned closer and pressed his lips together forcefully.
Their breaths mingled instantly.
The slight touch on her lips sent shivers down her spine, a tingling, itchy sensation. Su Jinmu's fingertips tightened, and she gently closed them.
"But I don't hate it."
I don't mind if you're clingy.
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Stick it, let it stick.
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