Chapter 24: The Old Room. You can also stay with me. "
The corridor on the fourth floor of the main building has good lighting, with sunlight floating on the carpet, but it is still filled with a dusty atmosphere.
At that time, Yu Peizhi smiled gently and said that he naturally didn't mind.
He said it didn't matter whether it was auspicious or not, he just wanted to see the place where Lianlian lived and get to know her better.
Pei Zhiwei brought the two of them here.
"You guys can take a look for yourselves. I still have some unfinished business at work."
But after she brought them up, she seemed to have no attachment to this floor, and was even unwilling to step in any further, and hurried back downstairs.
Zhui Lian walked in first.
The curtains are drawn.
Light.
Lots of light.
Pale light, light without temperature, instantly poured in, illuminating the entire room.
Yu Peizhi followed Zhui Lian and walked in slowly.
The room is large, but the layout is surprisingly simple.
There are off-white wallpaper, dark brown floors, and large furniture, but there are few personalized decorations.
There was a large white wardrobe with six doors against the wall. The bookshelf under the window was empty, but there was not much dust.
The whole room was clean, but it felt deserted as if no one had lived there for a long time.
Bookshelf, desk, wardrobe... His eyes swept over them one by one, and finally stopped on the figure walking to the bed.
The slender figure seemed to lower his eyes.
His eyes dropped to the head of the bed.
From Zhui Lian's perspective, what caught her eye was the black earring lying next to the pillow.
A small pair, made in the shape of a cross star
Breathing, stagnated for a moment.
gold.
A touch of gold in the gap between the earrings.
Zhui Lian hooked her fingertips and lightly wrapped around the golden spot.
She quickly stuffed the hair into the edge of her underwear of the same color and secured it at a tricky angle.
The cold touch instantly matched the body temperature on my heart.
A bit prickly.
She also picked up the pair of earrings and held them in her palm.
With another turn of his wrist, he loosened his grip on the earrings and put them into his pocket.
She turned around and wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
Before he could even take a step, he froze in place.
really.
Yu Peizhi was standing behind her, very close.
Silently, like a sudden shadow.
Fortunately, she has already covered it up, just like——
His eyes fell on her hand which she had just pulled out of her pocket.
"What's in your hand, baby?" Yu Peizhi asked in a very soft voice, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.
Zhui Lian pretended to subconsciously push the thing deeper into her pocket, but Yu Peizhi was even faster.
Cold fingers reached in and covered the back of her hand.
The movement was very light and slow.
His fingertips slowly stroked the skin of her palm with an almost intimate exploration.
up.
He cracked her clenched knuckles one by one.
A pair of black earrings appeared amidst the trembling.
It lay quietly in her sweaty palm.
"What's this?"
He picked up the earrings and examined them in the sunlight, his tone filled with innocent curiosity. "Are they my baby's? From high school?"
Yu Peizhi frowned: "That's not like the baby's style."
The strand of hair touching the skin grew hotter.
It seems to burn through the bones and blood.
Zhui Lian lowered his eyes: "No... this is not mine."
"oh?"
He raised his eyebrows and moved his gaze from the earring to her face, his eyes were so deep that it was hard to see the bottom.
"This... seems to be his." Zhui Lian uttered these words with difficulty.
A large and empty room, a blond boy pacing anxiously, coming here day and night... This was the video clip that Pei Zhiwei had shown her that year.
He would pick up the pillow she had used, bury himself deeply in it, and greedily sniff the long-faded scent on it.
He would open her closet and run his fingers over the few pieces of clothing she had left, pinching them, pinching them, and pinching them again.
He would sit at her desk, staring at the empty table, his eyes gloomy and paranoid.
And he seems to always wear this pair of black earrings.
In the video, he sometimes raises his hand to touch his earlobe in annoyance.
In the dim picture, a cold light flashed by.
When had he left the earring here? Had it fallen out while he was immersed in her scent?
Or... is it actually some kind of intentional mark?
She could almost imagine Pei Zhiwei squinting at him with a look of astonishment: "Mr. Pei, what are you crazy about?"
And how did that mean and mean-spirited pretty boy raise his lips and glance at Pei Zhiwei irritably: "I'm not crazy."
That nonchalant tone came through the light years again.
"I will transfer to her school tomorrow."
She could still hear the arrogant sneer and the certainty of victory from within.
"I'll catch her."
At this moment, Yu Peizhi's arm came up without warning from behind.
The curiosity on his face had long since vanished.
A sticky gloom slowly filled his eyes.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Zhui Lian.
The air froze.
Only dust remained, tumbling futilely in the light.
"Wife."
He held her tightly in his arms, nuzzled her neck, and spoke softly, "You wrote in your diary that you always lay in this bed together, right?"
The hands were moving towards Lian's waist.
Rub and press with considerable force through a layer of fabric.
"Has he touched you here?" His breath sprayed on Zhui Lian's ear, went into the ear canal, and lingered.
"On this bed."
His arm tightened, his other hand reaching up.
His cool fingertips touched her neck, pressing her skin gently.
"You wrote it in your diary."
He continued, his voice almost whispering, yet every word was clear, "He can never fall asleep. Only by lying here, smelling your scent, can he find peace."
Zhui Lian's scalp felt numb.
I was in such a hurry in the attic that day that I forgot to take my diary back.
This madman actually read it page by page.
"Yes," she admitted with difficulty, "but he is ill... a special case."
"Special circumstances?"
Yu Peizhi turned Zhui Lian's body and forced her to look at the bed.
"So when he can't sleep, he can lie next to you, smell your scent, feel your warmth, and even... fall asleep listening to your breathing?"
The golden sunlight melted into the pure white sheets, but the pale pink cherry prints blurred into a blur in front of Zhui Lian's eyes.
She said: "But nothing happened to us..."
"Nothing happened?"
Yu Peizhi repeated it, with no emotion in his voice.
He just applied a little pressure with his fingertips against her neck.
"Really just lying there? On this bed?
His lips slid from her ear to the side of her neck, feeling wet and cool.
"Since the baby can lie on this bed with him," Yu Peizhi's voice became even lower, almost unclear, "then it can be with me too."
This is not an inquiry.
Yu Peizhi's hand began to move down and into the hem of her clothes.
He placed his palm against the skin there, rubbing it bit by bit along the waistline.
"And as a husband," his lips were almost touching her earlobe, his tone was bewitching, "Baby should be willing to do more with me."
Zhui Lian wanted to step back, but the grip around her waist got tighter.
"Pei Zhi, don't stay here..."
"Why not here?"
He interrupted her, his tone still gentle, but with unquestionable stubbornness, "He can, but I can't? Or..."
Yu Peizhi's palm ironed her back, and the temperature penetrated the fabric of her clothes, almost burning her.
The hair hidden on the chest became even hotter.
His other hand caressed her cheek.
His eyes darkened and he said, "Baby, can you guarantee that he didn't take advantage of you sleeping..."
The tone slowly sank: "What have you done?"
This is a somewhat sharp question.
Zhui Lian could only bite the bullet and answer, "No...really not."
"How can the baby confirm it?"
Yu Peizhi smiled slowly, with a hint of mischief on his face, "Baby, have you forgotten that time? In the middle of the night, your husband climbed onto your baby's bed—"
Zhui Lian's whole body stiffened, and some bad memories came back to his mind.
X City, midnight.
The sticky feeling in the lower body.
When I woke up the next day, everything was back to normal. Yu Peizhi sent me a message that he had gone to the reed marsh to collect folk songs, as if nothing had happened.
Except for the residual soreness in the hips.
"The baby is awake, right?"
"Your body was so stiff, your breathing was so rapid, but you didn't dare to move or shout."
Her eyelashes were brushed by cold fingertips, and Yu Peizhi's breath lingered on her.
"Baby is so timid and weak. Even if he really did something to you and was bullied badly..."
"You probably only dare to bury your face in the pillow, secretly shedding tears, not even daring to cry out loud, right? After dawn, wipe your face clean, and still lie to yourself and others..."
He chuckled softly.
"Said 'Nothing, just a nightmare'."
"'I don't remember, maybe it was just a hallucination.'"
"'I forgot, I just wanted to go home.'"
…
Long passages of speech, imitated so vividly, came crashing down on Zhui Lian, and she felt dizzy.
Her fingertips pinched into her palm, and the pain made her a little more awake.
"Really not." Zhui Lian closed his eyes.
In the end, you will get hurt whether you stick your head out or not.
Zhui Lianxin made up her mind and said it directly: "When he slept next to me, I never really closed my eyes."
The moment she said this, she suddenly felt an incomparable and strange sense of relief.
It's like a person hanging on the edge of a cliff, so he might as well go dancing, since he's going to die anyway.
So it was natural to continue talking.
Zhui Lian: "In the middle of the night, while he was asleep, I often sneaked over to sleep on the sofa."
"So I know exactly whether he did anything or not," she concluded firmly.
The expression on Yu Peizhi's face twisted subtly for a moment, but he soon returned to smiling.
"oh?"
His tone was drawn out, and the praise was gentle, yet it sounded a bit sarcastic. "Is that so? The baby is really smart."
Zhui Lian said thank you in her heart, but she didn't dare say it out loud.
The next second, Yu Peizhi's tone suddenly became aggrieved.
He was used to confusing right and wrong, and for a moment he seemed like a poor person who had been let down: "But, Lianlian, you have been a bad kid since you were young.
"You love to lie. You never tell the truth to your husband."
"It was like that time, and it's always like that. How can I believe you when you say you did that?"
"Maybe... you're just pretending not to know, just like that night when you knew exactly what your husband was doing, but you pretended to be asleep, pretending nothing happened..."
In an instant, Yu Peizhi's arms tightened.
He almost strangled Zhui Lian into his own bones and blood.
His voice was gentle, but it made people even more uneasy: "So, baby, your promise... is not credible to me at all."
"I have to confirm it myself..."
Zhui Lian looked at him, took a deep breath, and asked, "How do you want to confirm it?"
Yu Peizhi held her close, moved closer to the bed, and pointed: "Where did he lie? This way or that way?"
"Did he touch you? Like this?"
Below, fingers had hooked onto the edge of the cotton fabric.
Zhui Lian's breath was caught in his throat.
Her hands subconsciously pushed away Yu Peizhi's chest, but he pushed her down onto the mattress.
The big bed groaned slightly.
A tiny bit of dust was lifted up and danced in the light.
"Or... more?"
He looked down at her, his eyes filled with burning emotions.
Jealousy, possessiveness, and a paranoia bordering on despair.
He lowered his head, nuzzled the tip of his nose against the crook of her neck, and took a deep breath.
It seems that this can completely cover up any remaining traces belonging to others.
"He is a patient... Pei Zhi, you are different..."
Hair... underwear... evidence...
Can't be found...
Zhui Lian turned her head away, trying to make a final struggle.
"Yes, I'm different."
Yu Peizhi picked up the skin on the side of her neck and rubbed it carefully, leaving a mark that was neither light nor heavy. "I am your husband."
Zhui Lian hissed softly as the other person's knee thrust in.
"so--"
Yu Peizhi's kiss was soft, dense and moist, moving down along the temples, pecking Zhui Lian's cheek from time to time.
He spoke.
The voice was slow and measured, yet it carried a morbid excitement and an irresistible force: "Let's do it here."
"no……"
Zhui Lian stretched out her hand to push Yu Peizhi away, but it was completely in vain. In this situation, her strength was like a drop in the bucket.
The other person's fingertips scraped across her slightly open lips.
The fingertips were covered with calluses, which rubbed the lips, causing them to become swollen and red.
"Why not?"
He leaned over and tilted his head to look at her, seeming to be very confused. "Lianlian, are you afraid that he will see me? See how I possess you?"
"Sister Zhiwei is still downstairs!" Zhui Lian panted, her voice almost shouting.
"Oh." Yu Peizhi replied lightly and smiled, "It's okay, she won't mind."
One of his hands was already moving upwards.
It stroked the skin bit by bit, finally stopping at the edge of the pale gold fabric.
He didn't rush to untie it.
But the movements of his hands did not stop.
"Um……"
Zhui Lian couldn't help but let out a short breath and twisted her body to try to avoid it.
"What are you hiding from?" Yu Peizhi's voice was filled with suppressed breathing, and the darkness in his eyes was so thick that it could not be dispelled.
The hair hidden on my chest seemed to be burning.
It burned her heart and made her extremely terrified.
If he moved his hand... a little further down, a little harder... he might find...
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