"Of course, I may be physically tired, but I feel happy and joyful." I said confidently, but actually I felt a little guilty.
The hardships of raising a child alone are unimaginable to those who haven't experienced it.
Not to mention, in a country where you know no one.
In the first few months after my child was born, I experienced many problems that new mothers encounter, the most serious of which was mastitis and fever.
She was sick herself, but she still had to take care of the infant in her arms.
I broke down and cried back then.
Another time, my child was sick, vomiting, having diarrhea, and a fever. I stayed up for two nights without much sleep, and I was so unsteady on my feet that I could barely walk.
At that time, I also had an impulse to call him and say, "I gave birth to a son for you, please come and take care of him."
Fortunately, I pulled through in the end, and my child recovered quickly, so my life finally got a little easier.
Everyone experiences both happiness and hardship in life; that's just life.
Now, as my child grows up day by day, watching him learn to walk, to talk, to coax people, and to be mischievous—my happiness and joy grow day by day. I often find myself inexplicably smiling to myself as I look at my son's sleeping face.
What else could this be but happiness?
"Su Shenglin, I'm very grateful to you. This happiness and joy are thanks to you. I—"
“But you have deprived me of my right to know and my right to enjoy. You have stolen my happiness and joy. How do you plan to make it up to me?” He interrupted me, his voice filled with resentment.
Such a powerful man is actually complaining!
I found it funny. "What compensation? You were happy back then."
These words slipped out, and it wasn't until I saw him raise an eyebrow and look surprised in his eyes that I realized what I had said was a bit too much.
“I…I mean—”
I immediately looked away, trying to make amends, but before I could finish speaking, he interrupted me in a low voice: "Then I want to relive that happiness."
My mind went blank for a moment, and I wondered if I had misheard. "What did you say?"
Isn't he being too outrageous!
How could someone say such a thing in broad daylight?
The child is sleeping right next to me.
“I said—” He suddenly slumped his shoulders, his handsome face drawing closer to mine, his eyes clearly filled with flirtatious ambiguity, “I want to relive that joy, hmm?”
My scalp tingled, my body tensed up involuntarily, and the back of my head was pressed against the wall.
“Su Shenglin, there’s still—um.”
I knew what he was going to do, and my thoughts immediately went blank. But before I could finish my warning, his handsome face, so close to mine, suddenly pressed down and pressed his lips against mine.
At the same time, his large hands, which were gripping my wrists, pulled me around his lean waist and wrapped my arms around his back.
This posture makes it look like he's hugging me.
It felt like I was hugging him.
I was powerless to resist and was trapped between his body and the wall with no way out.
Su Shenglin's kiss was initially gentle and delicate, as if he were testing the waters.
But when he realized I wasn't obviously resisting, he quickly changed his style, kissing me deeper and more urgently.
The familiar scent filled my mind and ignited a long-suppressed passion.
My entire body felt like it had been parched for a long time and then received a refreshing rain; in an instant, all the cells in my body became active and pulsating.
"Jiang Wan, Jiang Wan..." He seemed even more excited than I was, pressing his body against me forcefully while constantly murmuring.
I wanted to push his hand away, but when I heard his almost obsessive mutterings, I paused and helplessly grabbed his clothes.
I knew I couldn't escape.
The more she ran, the more he chased, and the two of them bickered and became increasingly entangled.
But my silence made him mistakenly think it was a sign of encouragement.
Soon, he was no longer satisfied with just a simple kiss, and his electric hands began to tug at my clothes.
I suddenly came to my senses.
"Su Shenglin, no—" I immediately pressed down on his hand, looking up into his disordered, deep pupils, "No…"
In broad daylight, at a friend's place, and with a child sleeping behind him.
He was panting, his face flushed, and his excited, eager eyes were fixed on me, instantly understanding my rejection.
"Come with me."
"no."
He frowned, his face darkening.
I turned my head slightly, "My son is sleeping..."
He looked up at the little guy sleeping so innocently on the bed, and his brow furrowed noticeably.
It was clear that he was disappointed, repressed, and depressed.
I was equally confused and infatuated, but reason prevailed slightly.
Is this the only thing we can do together?
He smiled wryly, "Then tell me, what else can we do? Talk about love? Would you be willing?"
These words were spoken with sarcasm.
I looked embarrassed and avoided his gaze. "If that's your attitude, then we really have nothing to talk about."
"What kind of attitude do you want from me?" He smirked, a playful smile playing on his lips.
"At least... you're proper and well-dressed."
He chuckled silently again. "Alright, let's go outside and sit down. We'll have a proper talk."
After saying that, he released me abruptly and turned to leave.
His composed and decisive manner made it seem as if he wasn't the one who had just been overflowing with passion.
I stared blankly, then suddenly realized that he was different now than before, and had become unpredictable.
I calmed myself down for a moment, then turned around and saw that my son was still fast asleep. I tidied my clothes and went out.
Su Shenglin stood on the balcony, perhaps trying to calm himself down by the breeze.
The myna bird was beside him, circling around him and wagging its tail happily.
I hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked over.
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