Chapter 39 White Butterfly kissed her for him
"Brother."
The cloak's ties were easily untied, and Yu He'an pulled hard on them.
The layer of crimson liquid separating them seemed like the rift that had grown between them, discarded with disgust on the ground and mercilessly trampled over by the horse's hooves.
"Please don't find the sachet," she prayed with her eyes closed, otherwise she would get so itchy that she would scratch herself until her skin bled and leave scars.
"Aren't you learning to ride a horse? Can you learn with your eyes closed?" His damp breath sprayed against her ear, his lips were so close to her earlobe that she could even feel the heat.
They were too close, so close that they could touch each other with the slightest movement, making her ears itch, and their hands were holding each other so tightly that they made her feel hot.
She took a few deep breaths to clear her mind of the jumbled thoughts.
I was just teaching her to ride a horse; how can you learn to ride a horse without holding the reins?
Yu He'an spurred the horse, and Ta Xue suddenly charged forward, forcing her to lean back, her back pressed tightly against his chest.
The spring dress was soft and thin, offering no real protection; her taut muscles clung tightly to her back.
"Hold the reins firmly, relax your body, and don't squeeze your legs too tightly, or they'll get chafed."
The sound reached her ears, and her stiff back slowly relaxed. As she gradually adapted to the speed of the horse, she was even able to appreciate the beautiful scenery on the horizon.
The red sun hangs on the horizon. Is the sunset in Liangzhou the same?
The wind brushed against her cheeks, relieving the heat on her face. The scenery on both sides receded, and they were getting further and further away from the racetrack, while the horses were moving faster and faster.
It happened so fast that her heart pounded, and she helplessly huddled in his strong embrace.
The calluses on her palms made her a little itchy, so itchy that she became somewhat irritable. She pulled her hand back forcefully, squeezed the sachet, seeking some solace. The herbs inside the sachet were squeezed, making a soft crunching sound.
In that instant, a frantic roar erupted, and the horse began to paw the ground wildly, galloping madly.
She clutched the sachet helplessly, as if the slightest movement had angered the horse.
"Brother?"
"Hurry up."
She was pressed down by the tall body behind her, forced to press close to the horse's neck, with a strong wind blowing past her side.
The horse had already charged down the entire slope, galloping for nearly an hour, crossing a lake, and was now rushing towards another mountain. Fortunately, Ta Xue's stamina was waning, and with the climb, its speed had slowed considerably.
"Don't be afraid."
He tightened his grip on her waist, hooking one arm around her waist and turning her around so they were facing each other in an embrace. His hands wrapped tightly around her neck, seeking a stable support.
She was pulled down with him. The world spun around her, and she nestled in Yu He'an's arms. Despite facing immense danger, she felt strangely at peace at this moment.
It seemed as if only the two of them remained in the world, relying on each other for survival.
Fortunately, after rolling a few times, Yu He'an grabbed a dead tree and stopped rolling downhill.
It finally stopped.
Half an hour later, with her hands still locked around her waist, she looked up and bumped into a hard chin.
"Brother...the horse seemed to have gone out of control just now..."
The impact hurt so much that tears welled up in my eyes, and the movement made the red marks on my neck even more noticeable.
"It was probably startled by wild animals in the mountains and forests, after all, it was just a horse kept in the racetrack."
The hand on her waist loosened, and the restraint lessened. Her whole body was still pressed against Yu He'an. She quickly got up and saw Yu He'an staring at her with deep eyes.
She touched her cheek. Was there something strange about it?
"Brother, are you hurt?"
"fine."
Yu He'an lay motionless on the ground. She moved closer suspiciously, wanting to get a better look.
The hunting suit was torn at the waist by a branch, revealing a section of the waist. The taut muscles swayed along the waistline, narrowing inwards, exuding a sense of steady strength.
She hurriedly looked away, but a slender hand reached out in front of her.
"Give me a hand."
She reached out to grab it, but was pulled hard and swayed. Before she could regain her balance, a warm palm pressed against her neck, and she was enveloped in a warm embrace.
What happened to your neck?
A strange itch crept back up, and the areas that had been touched craved more rubbing to relieve the embarrassing itch.
The hand placed on her neck seemed to understand her thoughts, its thumb and forefinger wedged against her neck, the calluses on its fingertips and palms rubbing against her skin.
The skin on his palm gradually turned a bright red, like a ripe fruit. He could even smell the fragrance of ripeness, and he felt like he could take a bite.
Her hands didn't stop, and she showed no intention of letting them stop.
A heat rose up, spreading from my neck to my face, and burning into my heart.
Only then did she realize something was wrong, and she hurriedly moved away, keeping her distance from the mischievous hand.
"Brother?"
"You haven't answered me yet." Yu He'an seemed completely unaware that his actions had crossed the line, and calmly withdrew his hand. The red marks on his neck had long been replaced by the marks he had made.
This looks like an older brother examining his younger sister.
"I don't know either." She lowered her head in confusion. "When the wind picked up just now, it felt like an insect blew onto my neck and crawled down my neck... It was strange... It was very itchy..."
She has been afraid of insects since childhood, and she hates the disgusting, slippery feeling of insects crawling over her body.
Yu He'an suddenly realized: "So you had Chu Minglang look at it for you just now?"
That sounds a bit strange. She was in such a hurry at the time that she did ask Chu Minglang for help, so she could only nod.
"What are you looking at?"
"Neck, neck..."
His Adam's apple bobbed. "Let me see."
Is it still useful now? She blinked her eyelashes suspiciously.
Under that gaze, she obediently turned her head, brushed her long hair aside, and exposed her neck, the red marks following the slender neck line downwards... hidden inside her clothes.
"You just looked at it like that?" His tone was skeptical, as if he didn't believe her.
"I really just looked at it like that... how else could I look at it..." she muttered, looking down with a wronged expression.
She didn't do anything.
Given the numerous times she's been caught hugging other people, it's clear that her relationship with Yu He'an is questionable.
Do you want me to take a look?
"Huh?" Yu Tan hesitated for a moment, then turned her back to him, seemingly both avoiding and complying, since she had already seen it.
Yu He'an clenched his fists, his jealousy burning fiercely. He parted his thin lips slightly, his tone mocking, "Or is it that he can see it, but I can't?"
Yu Tan still had her back to him; she was petite and had a thin back.
The rustling sound of clothes being unbuttoned; two buttons on a turtleneck shirt were undone, leaving a large tear.
Afraid that he couldn't see clearly, she recklessly pulled back even further, widening the opening.
It seems she misunderstood?
My instinct told me to refuse, but my gaze was uncontrollably drawn to it.
Her long neck descended, her shoulder blades were soft like the moon, her spine was faintly protruding, a delicate pink rope adorned her slender waist, and red marks stained her alabaster-like skin.
"Brother, are there... are there any insects?"
Seeing that Yu He'an didn't react for a long time, she turned her head to urge him, but her hand was pulled down.
How exactly did the headmistress teach her?
With such a soft nature, if she encounters another bad man, wouldn't a few words of encouragement from him... make her...
With an unfriendly expression, Yu He'an forcefully pulled her shoulders, his fingertips digging into her flesh, and quietly fastened her buttons one by one.
"You're not allowed to show this to anyone else, especially not Chu Minglang, and absolutely no one else."
His tone was stern, as if he were scolding his younger sister for doing something wrong.
"I didn't show it to anyone else." She muttered to herself, but didn't forget the important matter, "Brother, are there any bugs?"
"Your back is all red, it must have been crawled on by insects... Go back home and wash it thoroughly, then apply some medicine."
"Ah...no wonder I feel itchy all over." Yu Tan hurriedly got up, not caring about anything else, and frantically patted her whole body, wishing she could strip off her clothes and get rid of the annoying bugs.
They didn't catch any insects, but they did manage to brush off the grass clippings that had rolled around on the ground.
After seeing Yu Tan jumping around haphazardly for a while, Yu He'an finally came to his senses, and a smile appeared on his cold face.
"They ran away a long time ago."
The pink petals, saturated by her embroidered shoes, clung stickily to her skin. She tilted her head back as a gentle breeze rustled the branches, causing the delicate petals to flutter down. She reached out to touch them, and a few pink petals landed in her palm.
"Brother, what a coincidence...we've landed in a peach blossom grove."
"Um."
She belatedly realized that if the horse hadn't gone astray, this would have been their original destination. "Brother, were you planning to bring me here?"
"The peach blossoms here bloom late and fade late as well, so now is the perfect time to enjoy them."
The peach blossom grove stretched to the lakeside and hillside, bathed in a golden hue under the setting sun, finally lifting my spirits after an afternoon bothered by insects.
"So beautiful."
Yu He'an sat with his knees bent under the peach tree, leaning against the trunk, his left hand on his knee, his gaze following the girl under the peach tree intentionally or unintentionally.
A white butterfly fluttered down onto his fingertip, lingered for a moment, and then fluttered its wings.
More intense and direct than a gaze, it recklessly pursued the joyful girl in the woods.
The girl seemed to sense something and stopped moving, letting the white butterfly flutter up, leaping from her skirt to her shoulder, and finally landing on the small red mole under her lips, giving it a gentle kiss.
His fingers, resting on his knees, curled up, his breath caught in his throat, and the long-suppressed emotions surged forth like a raging flood, engulfing him completely.
All his emotions were left unsaid, and Bai Die kissed her for him.
Things that already exist will not disappear if they are deliberately suppressed; instead, they will accumulate and become rampant.
"Brother, snap out of it."
A peach blossom in full bloom gently brushed against his knee, causing the petals to tremble and fall in fragments. He grasped the blossom and pulled the person towards him.
She was pulled unsteadily: "Brother, how are we going to get back? The horses have run away..."
"How else can we get back?" Yu He'an stood up, straightened her up, and chuckled. "Do you want me to carry you back?"
“It’s not impossible.” Yu Tan smiled, momentarily carried away by her pride. The sachet she had been hiding in her sleeve slipped out and fell to the ground with a thud.
She hurriedly reached for it, but a hand with distinct knuckles had already grabbed it first.
Yu He'an squinted, his fingertips tracing the sachet. That cloying, repulsive floral scent—no wonder Yu Tan still smelled like that even after she tore off her cloak; so that was the problem.
Have we already reached the point of collecting sachets?
She stretched out her slender hand in front of him, her meaning clear: she wanted him to return it to her.
Yu He'an curled her lips into a smile, chuckled softly, and held the sachet in her palm, simultaneously grasping the other hand.
The horse would take an hour to walk back, and it would probably be midnight by then. She was led around the wheel, and Yu He'an remained silent the whole way.
As dusk settled, the waning moon climbed above the treetops, its faint rays filtering through the branches and falling at our feet, and the surroundings became tranquil.
She suddenly realized that this was what Yu He'an feared most, that it would make him mistakenly believe that he had returned to the cave where he was abandoned as a child, and fall into deep fear.
She didn't know any songs, but she hummed a tune casually. She had forgotten where she had heard it before, but thought it sounded nice, so she wrote it down.
She wanted the place to be less quiet, preferably more lively, and even better if it were brighter.
He tightened his grip on her hand, turned his head, and the moonlight shone on his face, half-illuminating his face, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes.
"Yaoyao, are you singing 'My Lover' to me?"
Author's Note: Thank you lappland, MiMaoYan & HuanAQ, and YuYanYouzi for the nutrient solution! [fireworks][fireworks][fireworks]
I need to take a day off tomorrow. I have a bad cold and I'm coughing so much that I keep vomiting. I'm sorry.
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