Don't Turn from Summer Chapter 63

I’m legit dying… I have no idea how to feel about this.

Warning – there is some mention of sexual acts, so if you’re somewhat sensitive to that or just don’t want to read it, just be warned.

Chapter 63

He says, “Han Xia, come back to my side.”

Tears slowly leak out of Mu Han Xia’s eyes. Their bodies pressed close in the dark, her voice is extremely calm as she says, “Lin Mo Chen, do you know, how much I suffered that day?”

He is silent.

Then he moves her body over, pressing her against the wall. He lowers his head and looks at her, their faces extremely close.

This kind of proximity makes Mu Han Xia at a loss for what do. She turns away to avoid him and quietly says, “But my suffering, after I thought about it, couldn’t be blamed on you. Feng Chen is about to crash and all of us will be powerless to return. Bankruptcy, imprisonment… … All of these you shouldered yourself, never telling me about it. That money, your mother is also jointly responsible, maybe she’ll also have to go to jail. These two days, I have also asked myself, if it were me, what should I choose? Are you waiting to go to jail with your mother… …” When Mu Han Xia gets to here, she suddenly is overcome by grief and is unable to continue speaking.

Lin Mo Chen continues staring at her. In the dusk, she sees the glimmer in his eye, but she is unsure of whether it is a faint tear or if it’s just his pupil.

“I’m sorry,” he says.

Mu Han Xia eyes fill with tears within a second.

His face leans down.

An extremely tender and light kiss. Their lips close together, a little bit of sucking, a little bit of licking–playing. His hand is softly stroking her long hair. In this instant, Mu Han Xia is almost lost. In the dark and cool room, his embrace and arms are full of warmth, making her no longer feel alone and helpless. It’s the same as before, as if he’d never left.

A thought enters Mu Han Xia’s mind: If this man were willing, this man really could truly be gentler than any man in the entire world.

Gently and tenderly devouring her.

When this comes to mind, Mu Han Xia’s heart feels both sad and hurt, and she is almost immediately awakened from the swamp of tenderness. She tries her best to push him away. He retreats two steps and stands still.

“Lin Mo Chen, let’s forget about us.”

He is silent.

This kind of unmoving silence makes Mu Han Xia feel slightly uneasy. But she still says, “Your business is already running smoothly. I wish you great success from here on out. I also have other places to go. Let’s just pretend that… … we never even started before.” After she finishes speaking, it seems like something is in her throat, choking her up.

“How can we just forget?” He opens his mouth, “how can we just forget?”

Mu Han Xia’s chest hurts and feels like she cannot stay in the room for even a single second longer, so she turns and leaves. Who knew that he would stretch out his hand and catch her, pulling her close into his chest for another hug. She can’t escape no matter how hard she tries, so finally, she stops moving.

He says, “I won’t let you leave me.”

Mu Han Xia’s tears start falling immediately. Clasping his shirt, she says in a low, hoarse voice, “Lin Mo Chen, who are you? If you want it, you get it, if you don’t want it then you don’t get it? If you want to return then it’ll return? You don’t want me to leave, so then I won’t leave? Who are you to me? Boyfriend? Or ex-boyfriend? But I would rather that I’d never been with you! You made me see it like that, you made me see it like that! I never thought in my life that this kind of thing would ever happen to me. In what way are we still together? Lin Mo Chen I think that we aren’t destined to be together in the slightest. You should leave, don’t look back, leave!”

These words are like frost, stabbing into Lin Mo Chen’s heart. But he only holds her tighter, almost as if he is trying to press her into his body. He is extremely strong, extremely resolute. Mu Han Xia is at her wits end and finally cries into his chest, “Lin Mo Chen, I hate you to death, hate you to death.”

He is motionless and Mu Han Xia is completely unable to guess what’s in his heart. But after her mood slowly calms down, he suddenly grabs her hand and says, “It’s okay if you hate me, loving me is also fine. Slowly forgive me. In the future, I’ll do everything for you and show you, but you can’t leave.”

Mu Han Xia’s heart is shocked. He said, in the future, he’ll do everything for her and show her?

She looks up, wanting to find his eyes in the dim light. But it’s in exactly this split second in which her will sways that he seems to accurately realize it. His face presses close to her, pressing tightly to her face.

“I love you,” he says softly.

Mu Han Xia’s tears overflow, streaming down her cheeks.

He bends his head down, kissing her deeply.

Unlike anything before, this kind of painful, blazing, tangled kiss. His hand is the most secure support and she is trapped in his arms. Mu Han Xia really doesn’t have the strength to push him back again. She struggles for a bit, but once again sinks into it. This man, his breath, his everything, is like a sweet poison, making her drunk, making her muddled.

Maybe the mood is too opressive and intense, making the breaths of the two people slowly turn frantic. Mu Han Xia is still lost and Lin Mo Chen is full of lust, but everything is extremely clear. He’s never felt like this before, this eager to get a woman. Eager to use the most intimate, the most primitive way, deep inside of her, possessing her, controlling her, making her unable to escape.

He places Mu Han Xia on the table.

“Don’t… … Don’t do it!” her hoarse voice says. But in the blink of an eye, her mouth is sealed by him. She is too weak, in his arms, she is truly powerless. He clasps her two hands and kisses down her face, first unbuttoning her blouse and ripping it off. His lips ignite every hidden fire inside of her, torturing her frantically and silently.

Her entire mind is in a daze. But deep in her body, there seems to be another kind of strong, wanton impulse. She also wants him, wants to throw everything aside for him and die with him. She wants to ruthlessly vent her feelings, for this life which is irresistible but unable to make her surrender at the same time.

She reaches out both hands, embracing him tightly. Lin Mo Chen’s body pauses for a second but it’s difficult to tell in the darkness. He stretches his hand out to help remove her pants. His suit jacket has already been taken off, with only a messy shirt left. He lays tender kisses along her waist and begins to move down. Mu Han Xia is slightly trembling, wanting it and wanting to escape at the same time. Both of her hands have already clenched into fists.

Until his head completely leans over that place, a sudden, never felt before feeling instantly hits Mu Han Xia. The excitement had just been so great that she hadn’t ever thought she would get treated by him this way, in such a shameful and intimate manner. She quivers and suddenly comes back to her senses.

What is she doing?

Since she had already decided on leaving, why is she still accompanying him to weave this love~ sinking into its net?

Mu Han Xia, you are really stupid.

Do you still… … hate to part with him?

A wave of sorrow slowly emanates from her heart, and it is as if her body also cools down. Seeing their two entwined bodies, it is as if she is looking at their destined parting in the future.

“Lin Mo Chen, stop,” she says, “let’s stop here, I don’t want to anymore, don’t want to.”

Lin Mo Chen’s movements pause for a moment. He was finally ignited, so he clasps her arms and coldly returns her words back: “If you want to stop, then it’ll stop? If you want to let go, then I must let go?”

Mu Han Xia’s chest feels tight.

Lin Mo Chen is silent for a moment. He lowers his head and gently kisses her face. That kiss was infinitely tender, making Mu Han Xia unable to move. And in this moment, Lin Mo Chen is also feeling~ his desire is suffering, he is a man, in this kind of moment, he definitely does not want, and cannot stop. He impatiently reaches out again and touches her in that place. His slender fingers slowly caress and touch, finding a path inside her. Wanting to let her once again sink into it.

Mu Han Xia shivers and growls, “Don’t!”

She reaches out a hand, wanting to push him away. Who knew that Lin Mo Chen would stop and look up in that exact moment. Her hand flies through the air and a clear, resounding “pah” sounds as she slaps his face.

Lin Mo Chen doesn’t move.

She is also startled.

Subconsciously, she wants to explain that she didn’t mean to slap him, but even after her mouth begins moving, she doesn’t open it in the end.

He slowly gets up, and his hands which originally had been supporting him on the bed also leave.

“It is I who was too forceful and inadequate,” he says.

Mu Han Xia doesn’t make a move. She feels as if their entire conversation tonight isn’t comparable to his calm words in this moment, drawing a blunt knife slowly across her heart.

He gets off the bed, grabs his suit and turns around to go, closing the door. Mu Han Xia’s hands go up to cover her face. Then, she pulls up the blanket, tightly wrapping herself in it.

In the quiet dusk, she reaches out her hand to turn on a small lamp light next to the window. Then, her tears, slowly cover the pillow.

Lin Mo Chen. In the depths of her heart, she says, Lin Mo Chen, I love you.

I really, truly, love you a lot.

She doesn’t know how much time has passed. Maybe it has been 10 minutes, maybe only 2 minutes.

She hears the sound of the door and slowly turns back. Staring at the opened door, looking at the man who has just entered the room.

He gazes at her in the soft lighting. His eyes are cold and hidden.

Then he throws down the suit jacket in his arms and walks step by step towards her. Mu Han Xia looks at the handsome and silent him, and her heart is suddenly enlightened.

In this life, she will never love a man like this ever again.

His talent, his ambition. His insolence, his shrewdness. His incomparableness, his inability to touch.

(Yes, I know it’s probably not a word, but you understand it right? Haha :D)

There will never be another person.

In this lifetime in this world, this short yet long lifetime, he will occupy all of her love, not allowing anyone else to have it. She’s finished.

In this life of hers, after she is abandoned by him, she will never again feel the happy feelings of being a harmonious couple.

Her tears silently flow down. And she doesn’t know if she’s mistaken, but his eyes also seem to glisten with water and are wet. He gets on the bed and once again holds her. Mu Han Xia also holds onto him tightly. From then on out, she no longer resists, letting him come close, step by step possessing her. He once again removes her clothes and embraces her, kissing every inch of her shoulders and her rounded waist tenderly in the light. Those beautiful places which have never been touched by a man. He kisses down her body, kissing everywhere, making her become as soft and willing as water in his arms. The rain keeps falling outside the window, gently falling on the glass close to them, the night light flitting across. It is in this lonely, raining night, that he slowly strokes her most delicate places, then finally enters her body inch by inch.

In the midst of the sound of the rain, he hears her panting breath. Her eyes are closed, her cheeks red and she seems to be awake. But all throughout, he gazes at her deeply. In the end, he finally lets out some gentle gasps. Both of his hands keep pinching her tender body, almost hurting her. The two people’s sweat mix together. He is so strong and gentle, again and again, until she finally loses control. And he does not pull out of her body until the very last moment, until after she relinquishes all control to the pleasure. Then, he buries his face in her long hair, and the sound of their low gasps meld together.

(I apologize if this sounds kind of awkward >.<)

Mu Han Xia reaches out a hand, gently caressing every inch of his face and features. He looks into her eyes, letting her touch for a moment. Then he smiles, and his features smooth out. He clasps her hand then little by little, starts kissing her slender neck again; her beautiful collarbone. His kisses are too light and too quick~ teasing, making Mu Han Xia tremble again. She wants to push him away to stop him, but he even bites her fingers, giving her no place to hide. He continued in that sexy, lazy and presumptuous manner, keeping her under his control the entire night.

When Mu Han Xia wakes up, she is still draped over him. He seems to be sleeping deeply, but his arm is still around her waist. Mu Han Xia silently watches him for a moment. Remembering their passionate embrace last night, she feels hot as if she was burned by fire in a hundred different ways. She reaches for her phone to check the time and coincidentally sees a missed call. A call from America.

She is dumbfounded for a moment, then wants to get up. Who knew that it would wake Lin Mo Chen; he opens his eyes to look at her then pulls her into his chest, asking, “What are you doing?”

“… … I’m going to the bathroom.”

He refuses to let go, looking at her, then slowly smiles. It is that kind of real, cheerful smile, a gentle smiling expression, which comes from the depths of one’s eyes. Seeing it, Mu Han Xia’s heart aches.

“Does it still hurt?” He asks.

“… … Mhm.”

He lowers his head and kisses her face again. Then, he murmurs, “It won’t hurt in the future. The pleasure will increase.”

This kind of intimate talk makes Mu Han Xia’s heart tremble slightly. But… … in the future?

He said in the future.

This time he lets go of her. Stupefied, Mu Han Xia puts her clothes on and goes to the bathroom to take a shower. By the time she is gently pushing the door to come out, she sees the tiny light of the lamp. These few days, Lin Mo Chen has been extremely tired, so he had fallen asleep again.

She puts her clothes on, walks into the hallway, and looks at her phone again. Just then, they call back again.

“Hello, Mu Han Xia,” the other party says, “Congratulations, you’ve passed the entrance exam for New York University and you’ve even received a scholarship. The electronic version of your admission notice has already been sent to your inbox. Paper documents will also be sent out today. I think, if you are willing, you can get a visa as soon as possible.”

Mu Han Xia: “Thank you.”

The other party also asks, “Then, can you tell me about when you will be coming over?”

Mu Han Xia is silent.

“Hello, Miss Mu? Are you still listening? Hello?”

Mu Han Xia raises her head. Outside of the window, the night sky is dark, and the sound of the rain covers up all the sounds of the world.

Chapter end