0078 078 The Summer That Passed By (H)
In the instant he lunged forward, Qi Yu was still in a daze, his arms instinctively wrapping around the body that rushed in. His brain was in a state of suspension, but he heard the suppressed sobs in his ears. He immediately tightened his arms and gently stroked Qi Shuyao's trembling back.
It seemed that only then did they understand why the first sound a baby makes when born into the world is a cry. It turns out that crying is the sound that can contain the most emotions, expressing the most genuine feelings more clearly than laughter or speech.
The last rays of sunlight disappeared into the darkness, and the moon, a symbol of reunion, peeked out. It was indeed large, round, and bright. Through the car window, she could almost hear the exclamations of the pedestrians outside.
Her face emerged from Qi Yu's embrace, peering over his shoulder through the car window at the enormous moon. Moonlight bathed them, and they too were a family reunited as they had wished.
But she still felt uneasy inside.
Is there anything different between us?
A voice like a kitten's murmur rang in his ears, and Qi Yu silently pressed her even closer, until there was no gap between them.
"No, everything is still the same. Yao Yao is still Daddy's good daughter, and she can still do whatever she wants. Yao Yao is the freest little princess and my only family."
His fingers gently smoothed her ruffled hair behind her head, a gesture of comfort and protection. The days of separation seemed to have been crushed and woven into this long embrace. Perhaps sensing her still trembling body, he added another sentence.
"It's okay, it's all over, it's all in the past, don't think about it anymore, don't be afraid, I will never let you leave me again."
A lover's embrace always has a miraculous effect. Qi Shuyao really calmed down slowly. She climbed out of the center of one whirlpool, only to fall into another quagmire.
"Am I being too cruel to Tu Mi? She's family too."
She stared at Qi Yu, but Qi Yu didn't dare to look at her. For the first time, he showed a childlike willfulness, remaining silent and holding her tightly.
Yes, Song Yusheng is right. Everyone has their own order in mind, who comes first and who comes last. It doesn't need to be said; it's shown in the small details.
"But that's not fair."
But where in the world is there any fairness?
Tu Mi smashed the wine glass in her hand, clutched the fragrant hat, and burst into tears in the small, one-way room.
Qi Yu took her back to the top floor of the Kaijiang Building. There were many more traces left here than before. It was clear that someone lived there, but it lacked any human warmth, like a hotel room that had never been vacated.
After cleaning themselves up, they embraced and fell onto the large bed. The festive night was lively and bustling, but their private space behind the glass was quiet. Tonight, people were setting off fireworks on the Kaijiang River, which they could see clearly from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor.
Qi Shuyao turned her head and stared for a while until her eyes were blurry before turning back to lie down. She met Qi Yu's gaze, which had been fixed on her, and his eyes were filled with expectation.
But she didn't respond.
"Let's go to sleep, I'm tired."
He held her, pressed her down, and enveloped her completely beneath him, just like when they were children, so tightly that there was no air at all. In the middle of the night, Qi Shuyao crawled out from under him, and he simply lay down on the bed.
She had never seen him sleep like this before; he looked like a soft, limp little ball, in a deep sleep, completely relaxed with his surroundings.
But she didn't want him to sleep so peacefully, as if it didn't matter whether she was there or not.
Qi Shuyao crawled into the quilt, snuggled up to Qi Yu, and slowly climbed onto his lower back. She straddled him, the soft flesh of her inner thighs pressed against his slender waist. She always measured his waist this way. He had lost a lot of weight in almost a year.
The man beneath her had begun to whimper unconsciously. She used her shoulder to lift the blanket, lowered her head, and kissed his shoulder blades.
The sharp little tiger teeth left rows of teeth marks on the protruding flesh, but they were always covered by clothes, so that even their owner could not see them. She frowned, reached down and, imitating his often-used action, grabbed the soft pectoral muscles hard.
But Qi Yu was sleeping so soundly that he showed no signs of waking up, so he let her do whatever she wanted to him.
Qi Shuyao was also sleepy. She leaned against the man's still broad back, mingling her breath with his, and slowly drifted off to sleep, as if she were on a rocking horse.
In her morning dream, she heard the voice of a man who often appeared on the news. She subconsciously turned her eyes to observe her grandparents' expressions, but they weren't there.
It seemed as if she was the only one sitting on the long sofa. Even Qingqing was nowhere to be seen. The boundless living room had turned into an empty blackness, so dark that you couldn't see your own hand in front of your face.
Her body kept falling downwards, the feeling of weightlessness made her unable to open her eyes, her mind was a mess, and she saw flashes of white light before crashing down in an instant.
Finally, enveloped by a familiar aura, she slowly returned to the human world from the illusion.
One hand had gone numb, and the other hand reached down to touch her body, which was covered by a loose short-sleeved shirt. Her lower back ached, and her lower abdomen was still uncomfortable. She pressed down hard, and the movement startled the man next to her.
Qi Yu leaned back on the edge of the bed, his phone on his shoulder, writing something with a pen and paper in one hand. Zhou Cheng's voice could be heard from the phone from time to time, and the two were discussing something back and forth.
Seeing that Qi Shuyao had woken up, Qi Yu ended his conversation with Zhou Cheng in a few words, his tone indifferent, and then threw his phone and pen aside.
"Why are you treating Uncle Zhou like this? What did he do wrong this time?"
Qi Yu didn't speak. He laid the pillow down horizontally, lay back in bed, hugged her waist, and slipped his hand inside her clothes to touch her skin.
"Why aren't you saying anything? It's not because of the day I was taken away, is it? I apologize for what happened that day. It was my fault. I wanted to ask Qin Zhuohan to help me get him tested, to see if I had the kind of relationship he described. That's why I made an excuse to go out. Don't be angry with him."
"He has made many mistakes."
"That's not something you can prevent. They were determined to take me away; it was something they'd been planning for a long time. Even if I hadn't gone out that time, I would have been arrested again. They're in the shadows; you have no idea how terrifying they are. Every award I've received in public over the years, they've made an exact replica of at home. I even opened the plastic seal on that certificate again, and the stamp inside was exactly the same as the real one."
"Does Shi Heyu have a certificate for that small art exhibition he arranged for her?"
"Yes, but he got me two certificates, one with a certificate and one without."
"That's right."
"What's right? Do you know something?"
"It's okay, I'll handle it."
He turned around and pressed himself against her, inhaling her fragrance deeply. Qi Shuyao wrapped her arms around his neck, and after a moment of silence, pushed him away forcefully.
"What time is it? Why aren't you at work?"
Qi Yu finally pulled the two hands, which were clasped together, out from under the blanket and waved them in front of her.
Qi Shuyao was confused and tried to pull her hand, which had been pressed down and was no longer sensitive, out.
"Okay, okay, we'll continue when we get home. You should go to work, or you'll be late."
"You really don't remember anything? Whose little finger got into my palm and clenched it so tightly that it wouldn't come out?"
"Ah...ah?"
She stopped moving, nestled into his arms, and after a few seconds let out a muffled laugh. She pulled her hand out from between them and touched his face.
"I forgot to ask you yesterday, why are you wearing glasses?"
"Please take my glasses off first."
His voice filled her neck, so sweet it made her unable to open her eyes.
"Look up, I'll help you..."
Qi Shuyao leaned closer, took off her glasses, and covered her eyes with her hands.
Two thin lips pressed against his stubble-covered chin, deliberately pressing hard to create indentations around her lips. She opened her mouth and bit his entire chin, then deliberately moved her mouth up to bite the tip of his nose after he opened his mouth too, deliberately avoiding touching his lips.
Qi Yu was extremely patient at this moment, smiling as he let her make a mess of his face until Qi Shuyao was too tired to open her mouth, then he quickly took her into his mouth.
Both her lips were bitten and licked wet by his tongue. Her clenched teeth were forced open, and her body swayed from the kiss. He lifted her up and made her climb on top of him, once again straddling her waist. This time, his hot penis was pressed against her buttocks, but she wasn't wearing any underwear.
"I'll have Xiaolan bring you some new clothes later..."
His words were laced with heavy breathing, the last syllable of his voice mingling with the kiss. Qi Shuyao was also breathless from the kiss, but she still pressed her lips against his, asking breathlessly,
Do you still believe in Xiaolan?
Why don't you believe it?
The only short-sleeved shirt she was wearing was pulled up, and Qi Yu's own shirt was also taken away, their skin pressed intimately together, with her fluids still visible between them.
"Do you think she's your grandparents' person? She's mine, I sent her there, but there are other people in the family..."
He left Qi Shuyao with endless questions, but didn't give her a chance to ask. His arms were tightly wrapped around her upper body, and her two slightly sagging breasts were flattened and pressed against her pectoral muscles. Her nipples rubbed against each other, and her bulging clitoris was stuck in the groove of her abdominal muscles. Her pleasure was half-suspended, stuck in mid-air, unable to go up or down.
She was about to drown, unable to breathe on her own. She could only tilt her head back and feel the iron rod piercing into her body, penetrating to the deepest part of her body in the most direct way. She was on top, but she put all her weight on that rod, her bones swaying and wobbling. She was pierced open at the cervix and penetrated even deeper without any effort.
Sensing the changes in their bodies, both of them paled. Qi Yu placed his hands under her body, supporting her buttocks, and after a couple of shallow thrusts, he withdrew his wet penis, which pressed against her lower abdomen as they breathed together.
"Don't you... have any condoms here...?"
"How come I have a condom here..."
She laughed and lay down on top of him, reaching her hand between his legs to stroke his swollen penis up and down. Gushes of white fluid gushed out, smearing their upper bodies together.
Qi Yu's phone, which was on the cabinet, rang again. He picked it up with a smile, but as he listened to the conversation, the smile on his face gradually faded.
Qi Shuyao covered her mouth, not daring to make a sound. Seeing his expression change, she stopped laughing, propped herself up on the bed, and stared into his eyes.
"Yao Yao..." He spoke with some difficulty, but managed to blurt it all out.
"I'll send you to stay in Xijin for a while, and you can come back next year."
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