Chapter 26 Numb.26 Small Toys
The lights on the corridor ceiling flickered a few times before going out completely, plunging the surroundings into darkness. This is the kind of situation that most easily triggers panic in people.
Aside from the faint red light still emanating from the surveillance camera, the light beams down to envelop the boy, who is almost completely blending into the shadows, within a halo. The red light shines through his hair onto his face, creating a natural shadow.
Shortly afterward, the red light from the monitoring system stopped.
Jie Ying's vision was not limited even in the dim light. On the contrary, he looked down at the middle-aged man who had been punched and was now slumped on the ground, grimacing in pain.
The paper bag was knocked to the ground, and its contents rolled away. The middle-aged man couldn't see where anyone was, so he covered his face to bolster his courage and muttered curses in a random direction.
"Where did this brat come from, sneaking up on me when I wasn't looking?"
"You fucking..."
Jie Ying didn't even bother to glance at it, but slowly pulled a pair of white disposable gloves out of her pocket.
The long, thin fingers were tightly wrapped in gloves, which made the joints of the hands stand out even more, with clear and slender lines.
—Snap.
Finally, the wrist area fits perfectly with the glove.
The faint sound echoed in the narrow stairwell.
The middle-aged man suddenly fell silent, unconsciously swallowing his saliva. When he realized what was happening and tried to get up and run away, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching from behind.
The other person moved even faster than him, pressing down on his shoulder almost the instant he turned around. They used all their strength, pressing hard on his bone, causing the middle-aged man to cry out in pain, his face contorted in agony.
Before he could finish begging for mercy, he was kicked hard in the back of the knee again, causing him to lose his balance and fall to his knees with a thud.
Inside the doorway, separated by a wall, Xu Wu sat at the entrance, her hands supporting her face, quietly listening to the sounds outside.
The soundproofing in this house isn't very good, not to mention the howling and curses coming from outside; it's really hard not to hear them.
Two minutes should be enough.
Xu Wu propped himself up on his knees, pressed the light switch on the wall, and then turned the doorknob.
Snap—
The sudden light and the sound of the door being opened made Jie Ying stop. His fist, which was about to strike, was still suspended in mid-air, while his other hand was gripping the middle-aged man's collar. He turned his head to look.
The half-open door was pushed open a little more from the inside. The girl leaned against the door frame, but her hand did not let go of the doorknob. Her eyes paused when she noticed the tight gloves that Jie Ying was wearing, but she looked away as if trying to cover it up.
The air was filled with Jieying's unique aura, mixed with a faint smell of blood.
It smells awful.
Xu Wu frowned, her gaze falling on the middle-aged man lying on the ground, bleeding from his nose and seemingly dizzy and unable to speak. The dirty blood even stained Jie Ying's hands, which was really glaring.
"If you don't get out of here, I'll call the police," she warned calmly.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man no longer cared about being dizzy. He wiped the blood from his nose a couple of times and ran out without looking back. He glanced at Xu Wu with a hint of reluctance, but when he met Jie Ying's eyes, which seemed to want to spit him out like a hedgehog, he became a little scared and quickly ran away.
“Why, why not…” Jieying asked her slowly.
Xu Wu frowned: "If he detains you and makes you pay compensation, who really loses?"
Jie Ying stammered, "But I don't... I don't lack..."
Before he could finish his word, he noticed Xu Wu's still furrowed brows and silently swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue, wisely choosing not to continue.
"Um, do you want me to throw them away for you?" Jie Ying pointed to a few small toys that had rolled out of the paper bag a meter or two away and asked earnestly.
Xu Wu glanced in the direction he pointed, and when she realized what was lying on the ground, her face stiffened and her expression became slightly unnatural: "I threw it away, don't ask me."
Without waiting for Jie Ying's reaction, he immediately closed the door.
The moment the door closed, Jie Ying caught a glimpse of her pink earlobes.
Jie Ying looked down at an egg-shaped object at her feet with some confusion, but her usually thoughtful mind couldn't come to any conclusion.
Why do I blush when I see this?
Jieying doesn't understand.
After instructing Jieying to take the thing away and throw it away, Xu Wu leaned against the door and patted her flushed face. Her slightly cool palms could easily feel the burning heat of her flushed face.
Suddenly I feel like letting that person go is a bit too much of a saintly act.
A beating isn't enough.
QQ—
There was a knock on the door.
"Mist, can I wash my hands?"
Xu Wu's thoughts were pulled back. She composed herself, took a deep breath, and then went to open the door.
Jie Ying stood at the doorway, but the mixed smells on her body still made her feel uncomfortable.
Out of the corner of her eye, she quickly glanced at the spot where the toys had been on the ground and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that they had indeed been put away.
So she turned to the side, tacitly agreeing to Jie Ying's request, and quickly glanced at his hand as he walked in—
The gloves had been taken off and thrown away, and the hands hanging naturally at her sides were as beautiful as ever, with prominent veins on the back of her hands, slender yet powerful.
Xu Wu suddenly recalled a dream related to Jie Ying. In the dream, this hand was pinching the lower half of her face, her lips were pressed against Jie Ying's palm, and she even—as if possessed—stood up with her tongue and licked it.
Xu Wu's thoughts were a bit chaotic, and her brain could barely process these random thoughts.
She thought she would taste the flavor of Jieying on her tongue, but the dream ended there, and she was forced to wake up.
Xu Wu unconsciously licked her lips and turned her gaze to the bathroom.
Water poured down from the tap, and Jie Ying let the water wash over her hands, rubbing them occasionally.
The shower gel and shampoo were placed next to the sink. Jie Ying couldn't help but look over them, and it took a few glances to calm her racing heart.
Because it had been used, wisps of fragrance would leak out from the opening of the lid, not only clinging to him but filling the entire space with this scent that haunted his dreams.
The sound of flowing water stopped. Xu Wu, sitting on the sofa, subconsciously looked up and saw that Jie Ying's hands were not wiped, and the lustful water droplets were still kissing his wrist bones and even the knuckles of his fingers.
Xu Wu coughed lightly and pushed the tissues on the coffee table toward him: "Wipe it off."
Jieying obediently walked over, took a tissue to dry her hands, then crumpled them up and threw them into the trash can.
"Are you following me?" Xu Wu asked.
Jie Ying's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly retorted, "No, no, not often."
"......."
Does it mean setting aside a few days each month to spend with her?
"I just... I just happened to see her when I left the school gate," he explained hesitantly, avoiding Xu Wu's eyes.
"look up."
Follow the instructions.
He stood there, like a commodity on display, not allowed to look directly at its owner. His eyes were downcast, but his tightly pursed lips betrayed his anxious heart.
Xu Wu scoffed and asked, "Are you a stalker?"
To be precise, he was a stalker's stalker.
"No, no..."
Jie Ying opened her mouth, but then realized she couldn't find a reason to refute it, so she reluctantly shut her mouth and accepted the title.
His heart tightened, and he held on tightly, not daring to guess what Xu Wu was thinking.
Xu Wu might not like this, but he really couldn't just sit idly by.
It's unimaginable what would happen if that disgusting person met Xu Wu, not even a glance, not even through the air.
He'll be jealous, he won't be able to control himself—
He wanted to carve his name onto her body with his fingers;
I wanted to engulf her with overwhelming passion, to embrace her completely in the basement;
I want to feed her water, no matter what kind of water it is or what's added to it.
But he doesn't allow this to happen, or Xu Wu will break down.
His expression revealed nothing, and just as Xu Wu was about to speak, he suddenly asked softly, "Wu, you blushed just now."
The probing yet meaningful gaze fell upon him, and this feeling of being spied on made Xu Wu uncomfortable, giving him the illusion that he was being seen through from the inside out.
She gritted her teeth: "...No."
Although I really hope it's not true.
Jieying, who has always been the most compliant with her, has somehow changed her ways and is now completely ignoring her words.
Immediately afterwards, she watched as Jie Ying took a step towards her. The movement was small, but it still provoked Xu Wu to unconsciously retreat until her back pressed against the back of the sofa, leaving her with nowhere to go.
"Why are you blushing?" he said. "Is it because of the earth, or the things on the earth?"
Jie Ying was naturally not good at getting along with people. After his parents divorced, he was only three years old when he was abandoned by a nanny. Although he lived in the same city as his grandmother, they rarely saw each other.
He began to learn to take care of himself after his nanny quit his job in junior high school.
At the age when most boys are beginning to develop sexual awareness, Jieying didn't participate. Back in junior high, a small group forced him to watch a film, but he felt nothing when faced with overlapping bodies on the screen.
He didn't understand why doing these things could bring pleasure, but the female protagonist's pained and distorted facial expression on the screen, coupled with her joyful voice, puzzled and bored him.
But Xu Wu was different. After meeting her, his pent-up desires seemed to pour out instantly, burning and overwhelming him.
He gradually came to understand the joy of touch and began to fantasize about things that are common to dreams at this age.
When he threw those things away, he took a picture and searched for them using image recognition. This was the first time he had learned about the classification of toys.
That's why Xu Wu blushed, because she knew, she understood.
So.......
“So…” Jie Ying stopped in front of her and saw her sitting on the sofa with her legs curled up, her arms crossed, looking confused, and her mouth slightly open.
"Has Wu tried it?" As he finished speaking, he gazed at Xu Wu's pupils, which widened slightly at those words, and the blush that quickly crept onto her face.
Author's note: Coaxing people is such a chore! [crying emoji]
Ula! [cat head emoji]
To be honest, I really want to write this... (covers mouth)
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