Chapter 148 Fang Tong (1)
There were a few words attached to the end of the dictionary. Looking closer, I saw this sentence: A gentleman achieves his ambition by risking his life.
The calligraphy is very beautiful, and the seven characters are written with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks.
She was about to continue looking down, but somehow there was a sound like an earthquake, and the wall dust fell down. She could faintly hear a woman screaming, but it was not her roommate's voice.
I opened my eyes drowsily, and the blinds let in a few thin rays of light, but the sun had not yet risen, and it was still very early.
She wanted to continue sleeping, but the vibration of the bed frame next door and the woman's moaning seemed to be getting more and more intense. They were very close, and the sound was coming from behind a wall, which was quite shocking.
She frowned. She hadn't gotten enough sleep yet, and suddenly woke up, letting out a soft groan.
Before I opened my eyes, a cool kiss landed on my forehead.
A gentle voice in my ear said, "Are you awake?"
Xie Zeyi's voice made her feel as if she had not just woken up from a dream, but was falling into a dream.
She slowly opened her eyes and wanted to look at him, when she felt an itch on her back. A hand reached through the quilt, grabbed her waist tightly, and wrapped her around him.
When she was held in his arms, she was still thinking about the remaining contents of the calligraphy.
She sighed, "What a pity, it was just a little bit short."
"What did you dream about?"
She leaned half of her body against him. The familiar breath and body temperature made her feel extremely safe. She couldn't help but rub his neck, which made him smile without warning.
It wasn't that she didn't want to get up, but the embrace was so comfortable. So she put one arm and one leg on him, hugging him like a pillow as if it was natural.
Everything is so beautiful, except...
The bed next door vibrated at an inopportune time, and the woman gasped.
They lived at the end of the temporary building, with a garden on one side. The professor next door had difficulty acclimatizing on his first day and had some long-standing illness. After recovering from the hospital, he was one of the first to move into the newly built apartment.
The place next door must have been empty for a long time.
She couldn't sleep, and when she woke up she was grouchy and a little mad. "When did you move in?"
"yesterday."
"So energetic..." She was about to complain about her high energy, but then she realized the walls of the boarded-up house weren't only soundproof, but also like a loudspeaker. After a moment's thought, she tentatively asked, "When did you move in yesterday?"
Xie Zeyi opened his eyes and looked at her for a moment, then sat up and said, "Last night."
She felt a little guilty, so she lowered her voice and asked again, "What time was it last night?"
Xie Zeyi held her in his arms, closed his eyes, and smiled comfortably and happily: "Six or seven o'clock."
As soon as he finished speaking, the arrogance that had just risen up in the person in his arms visibly died down. He curled up between him and the quilt, and a frustrated mutter came from his throat.
"I didn't know the soundproofing was so bad..."
He smiled and didn't respond.
"...Wasn't it heard from beginning to end?"
Xie Zeyi asked, "What did you hear?"
She pulled the quilt over her face, feeling extremely frustrated.
Xie Zeyi looked at the meat bun wrapped in a quilt in his arms, thought for a moment, and then crawled in. He held his breath with her, and soon he began to sigh, "...what did you hear?"
A little light gradually began to seep through the quilt, still not bright enough, but enough for her to clearly see Xie Zeyi's half-smile. So close, the quilt, freshly washed and dried, had been changed only yesterday. The scent of white honey soap and sunlight mingled with their breath, a similar body odor, and... a smell, as if deliberately reminding her of how intense the battle had been last night.
Summer had arrived yesterday. Robert Jr. had somehow managed to procure two barrels of white wine, still ice cold when he opened them. While Bohr was away, the group had their weapons and divided the two barrels. She returned with her loot, and after dinner, they curled up on the sofa, drinking, reading, and chatting. She clearly remembered the chill of the night in the room, and even though she was wearing her nightgown and snuggling with him under the blanket, she still felt a bit cold. It all started inexplicably. The alcohol was taking its toll. He'd asked her if he wanted to do it four times, and she'd agreed hastily, never expecting him to be so straightforward. He'd said as many times as he wanted, and the blankets were thrown aside, and clothes were shed everywhere, from the sofa to the desk, to the windowsill, and finally to the bed.
She could still remember being pressed against the door before she became distracted, the window and door frames creaking, and her fingers tightly grasping the curtains as she begged him to be gentler.
The consequences of "being gentler" became more and more tragic. If she had not been drunk, she would never have dared to say these three words.
Then she was thrown onto the bed. The makeshift wooden bed made a loud creaking noise, but I wondered if it drowned out the rising sound of her weak plea for mercy and the sobbing tone in her panting.
Oh my god, oh my god…
She buried her face in her hands, feeling so ashamed and angry that she felt embarrassed.
Xie Zeyi picked her up and sat her on his stomach. She lay on top of him, legs crossed, curling up her drooping limbs, a small, soft ball. He couldn't help but bury his head in a kiss and kiss her hair. But this guy was not docile at all. He had a bad temper like a wild animal and raised his head to bite his chin.
Xie Zeyi let out a “hiss” sound.
She stared at him: "You did it on purpose!"
He laughed, "What did you do on purpose?"
She stared at his eyes and mouth, "Sure enough..."
She raised her head and was about to bite him again, but he kissed her. The kiss made her stunned and instantly forgot what she was going to do. When she came to her senses, before she could take action, she was kissed again.
She was stunned and wanted to complain.
Before she could speak, Xie Zeyi lowered his head, rubbed his lips against hers, and then kissed her.
She let out a "wu——" sound from the kiss.
Xie Zeyi whispered, "Isn't it nice to hear?"
Her face was burning hot, "Stop talking..."
He pressed his forehead against hers, his eyelashes brushing her face easily when he lowered his eyes. He said to himself, "Well. Next time I won't let anyone else hear it."
She didn't get enough sleep and felt dizzy. She didn't bother to think about this sentence, she just felt itchy on her face.
The situation next door hasn't calmed down yet.
Since he couldn't sleep anyway, Xie Zeyi held her in his arms. The two of them stared at the ceiling with their heads pressed together, listening to the noise in a daze.
"Knowing the soundproofing is poor, yet..." She thought for a moment with her eyes blank, and suddenly an idea struck her. "Could it be revenge?"
Xie Zeyi smiled, "Is it a draw now?"
She actually thought about this problem seriously. "It's so early in the morning to disturb someone's sleep. There are still a lot of things to do during the day. They are quite excessive."
"Then..." Xie Zeyi said with a smile, "Revenge again?"
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