Chapter 48. If you love me, kiss me
Xie Fei couldn't stop recalling the snow-white skin and soft touch. He felt a fire burning in his lower abdomen. After a long pause, he finally coughed and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm a little thirsty. Go downstairs and get a bottle of water. Do you want one?"
Xu Jiaru shook her head and remained silent.
Xie Fei pursed his lips guiltily, turned around and walked out the door.
The hot air outside the door rushed straight towards Xie Fei. He felt as if a fire was ignited in his heart, burning fiercely, flowing through his internal organs to his limbs and bones, making his mind a little confused.
His heart was beating like a drum, his mouth was dry and itchy from his rapid breathing. He was usually calm and composed, but for the first time he went downstairs with somewhat unsteady steps and went straight to the refrigerator.
Xie Fei opened a bottle of ice water, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. Then he slowly came to his senses. He leaned on the glass table, frowning and not moving, like a statue.
In the room, after hearing the sound of the door closing, Xu Jiaru immediately raised her hand to cover her chest and rubbed it carefully. Her little face wrinkled in pain, and she bit her lip and hummed softly, not noticing that Xie Fei had pushed open the door without her noticing.
A soft and charming voice between that of a girl and a woman was heard in the room, whispering in pain. Xu Jiaru didn't know that her every move was being watched and engraved in people's hearts.
Seductive and alluring, simple and seductive.
Xie Fei's deep eyes narrowed slightly, staring at Xu Jiaru's figure dimly, not knowing what he was thinking. His hand holding the door handle turned white due to the force.
After a while, he closed the door and quietly retreated, then leaned against the wall with his head slightly raised. His Adam's apple rolled involuntarily on his graceful neck. Xie Fei closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, raised one hand to rub his forehead, and suppressed a long sigh.
Two years... it's a damn long time.
There were faint sounds of footsteps outside the door. Xu Jiaru was startled and immediately placed her hands on her knees and sat upright. After a while, Xie Fei pushed the door open. She was secretly glad that she had good hearing, as she had no idea that her every move had been seen clearly by others.
"Have you read the explanation in the book?" Xie Fei gently closed the door, walked over slowly, stretched out his hand to pull the chair away from Xu Jiaru, and then sat on it.
"Ah..." Xu Jiaru bit her lip a little embarrassedly. She was so focused on the pain in her chest that she completely forgot about his previous request to read a book.
Xie Fei nodded in understanding and said calmly: "Read the explanation in the book first, circle the parts you don't understand, and then I will explain it to you bit by bit."
Xu Jiaru keenly felt that his tone was a little different from the past few days, as if... he had returned to a week ago. She pursed her lips and couldn't help but turned her head to look at Xie Fei, looking into his cold and deep eyes, which were indifferent and distant, and kept people at a distance.
She wanted to ask him why his attitude suddenly changed, but when she opened her mouth she didn't know how to start.
"What's wrong? Don't you understand?" Xie Fei saw that she was hesitant to speak, and asked without any emotion.
Xu Jiaru shook her head and started reading with a frown.
Xie Fei's lecture was simple and easy to understand. The obscure mathematical language was interpreted directly by him. Xu Jiaru gradually forgot the confusion in her heart and the task assigned by Fang Ziyao, and listened carefully.
Soon it was eleven o'clock. Xie Fei casually wrote a few questions on the draft book and handed them to her: "These questions contain the knowledge explained today. The flexibility of the questions will gradually deepen. You can do them during the day tomorrow to feel them. I will come back to check at seven o'clock in the evening."
Xu Jiaru took the draft book and nodded obediently.
"Okay, it's getting late, let's go take a shower and go to bed." Xie Fei stood up, took off his glasses, and rubbed his forehead tiredly.
Xu Jiaru stood up and said cautiously, "Brother Fei, thank you."
Xie Fei turned his head to avoid the spring light on her chest, said a faint "yes" and turned to leave. Before leaving, he said something else, and it was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry in his voice: "This dress doesn't suit you, so don't wear it in the future."
"Oh." Xu Jiaru stared blankly at the closed door, and threw herself into the quilt in frustration. A trace of sadness appeared between her brows. She bit her lip and wondered in annoyance, was Brother Fei angry?
The next day, Xu Jiaruo still wore her home clothes properly. Fang Ziyao had fought with her for three hundred rounds on WeChat last night, but still failed to change her mind. She still listened to Xie Fei and stuffed the clothes into the bottom cabinet to seal it up.
More than three months passed like this, during which Fang Ziyao was still trying to persuade her to implement the plan, but unfortunately Xu Jiaru was determined not to agree and devoted herself to mathematics.
Soon it was the first mock exam for senior year, which was the final exam for the first semester of senior year. After the last tutoring session before the exam, Xie Fei suddenly said, "I have to go on a business trip these days, and it may take more than half a month for me to come back. You take the exam well, and I will come back to check."
"Oh." Xu Jiaru was stunned and responded disappointedly. She thought she could go to the company to accompany him every day after the exam, but it turned out that he had to go on a business trip.
The final exams lasted for two consecutive days, and we had a holiday after the exams. As for the results, they will be available for more than half a month later.
The classroom was noisy. Some people were checking answers, some were handing out winter vacation homework, and some were already packing up to go home.
Xu Jiaru was lying on the table in a daze with a gloomy face. Fang Ziyao turned around and stared at her: "Is it that serious? You miss me so much after not seeing me for only three days?"
"You don't understand. It feels like a long time since we last met. I haven't seen him for nine years." Xu Jiaru pouted uncomfortably, "He didn't call me, and when I called him his phone was turned off..."
"It's okay, just wait another thirty years and he will be back." Fang Ziyao patted Xu Jiaru's face and teased.
"Go away." Xu Jiaru puffed up her face and turned her head away, ignoring her.
Fang Ziyao smiled nonchalantly and said, "Okay, don't think too much. We finally have a two-week vacation. Be happy and go out and play tomorrow. Time will pass quickly."
Xu Jiaru wanted to shake her head, but then she thought about the empty house and the fact that even Mrs. Liu had taken a month off to go home for the New Year, so she finally nodded and agreed.
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The atmosphere in the third year of high school was too depressing. Once the holiday came, everyone was like wild horses running wild. After Xu Jiaru had gathered with several groups of friends, more than half of the holiday had passed. It was almost nine o'clock in the evening when she and Fang Ziyao separated. From a distance, she saw warm light shining through the window, and she ran home excitedly.
There was a familiar suitcase standing at the entrance. Xu Jiaru took off her shoes and ran in, just in time to see Xie Fei wearing an apron and cooking noodles.
He is really back!
When she saw him, Xu Jiaru realized how much she missed him. Her nose felt a little sour and crystal tears filled her eyes. She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time, like a fool.
Xie Fei raised his head when he heard the voice, his eyes stung by her tears, and the wall of his heart that he had forced himself to build collapsed instantly. He sighed helplessly, walked over and touched her head: "Are you unhappy that I'm back? Why are you crying?"
Xu Jiaru shook her head, choked up and threw herself into his arms, her hands tightly grasping the clothes around his waist, and asked in a muffled voice: "Why didn't you call me? Why did you turn off your phone? I was so worried about you..."
Xie Fei was stunned, then he looked down at the person in his arms, his eyebrows softened, he patted her back and said softly: "The place we went to this time is too remote, the signal is not good, I won't do it again in the future."
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After comforting Xu Jiaru, the noodles in the pot had already clumped into a ball. They each took a bowl of noodles to the living room to eat.
The news was playing on TV, and the male anchor suddenly said, "Now, let me interrupt for an urgent news. At 8 a.m. on January 16 this year, the Public Security Bureau of County B received a report from police officer Yu Hui that four police reserve officers under his jurisdiction, Zhao Qiang, Zhao Jiaxing, etc., had not come to work for three days after taking a six-day leave, and they could not be contacted by phone. So Yu Hui sent people to the four people's homes and found that out of the more than 70 households in Zhao Village, only more than 40 women and children were left, and the remaining nearly 300 people were missing."
"The public security bureau of B County attached great importance to this matter and immediately set up a special task force to go to Zhao Village for another investigation. They also brought the 40 or so women and children who survived the incident back to the public security bureau. Doctors examined the women and found that most of them were mentally ill, their hands and feet were severely worn out, probably from being tied up for a long time, and they had multiple injuries all over their bodies, including fractures. It was initially determined that the injuries were caused by sticks, heels, canes, etc."
"Under the doctors' active treatment, several of the women regained consciousness. The reporter took the opportunity to chat with them and learned that most of these women were trafficked to Zhao Village. If they cried or made a fuss, they would be beaten with sticks. They would be beaten until they were quiet. Then they would be tied up with cloth strips and starved for a few meals. If they dared to leave, the whole village would surround them, break their legs, and tie them under the bed with dog chains until they gave birth to a child and accepted their fate or collapsed."
"What's even more terrifying is that Zhao Village is located in a remote and poor area. The villagers live in poverty and have no spare money to buy wives. At the beginning, Zhao Village and the traffickers negotiated that the traffickers would send girls to families who couldn't afford to buy them, but as long as the girl gave birth to a baby girl, she would be sold by the traffickers. In this way, many families in Zhao Village got wives. However, the good times didn't last long. One of the girls escaped. When the traffickers learned about this, they put the people of Zhao Village on the blacklist and stopped doing business with them."
"In the desperate situation, the head of Zhao Village came up with a great idea. The whole village raised money and asked the eldest and second sons to set up a shell company to specifically abduct high school and college students who had just entered the society and send them to Zhao Village. Not only could they supply the needs of Zhao Village, but they could also sell them to other people to make money, and at the end of the year, the whole village would share the profits."
"So in this village surrounded by mountains, the possibility of escape is almost zero. Villagers will not help trafficked people escape because it concerns the interests of the entire village. Don't think that those kind-looking women and grandmothers are easy to deceive. They are people who have accepted their fate after being beaten and scolded. They are very cruel when they torture people. Don't think you can pretend to be sick or go on a hunger strike because they don't care about one more person dying."
"More than half of these women are teenage girls who were abducted shortly after entering society. They are only in their twenties, but the endless torture has made them look like forty-year-old women, neither human nor ghost. Most of them can only stay in bed for the rest of their lives and cannot even take care of themselves."
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