Just as Xia Rou came towards him, her usual sweet smile on her face, Cao Yang thought: why had he been holding back this entire time?
He had a powerful father and a mother with a good background. Ever since he was a child, he lived according to his whims. Even after he became an adult, the people he wanted and the things he desired – he would always be able to obtain them easily. He never needed to hold back.
And his personality wasn't one to give up easily without trying.
But that face and the sweet smile gave him an answer.
The reason he held himself back and controlled himself… it was all because of her.
He was scared he might frighten her, or hurt her, and feared she might not be able to accept him and be alienated from him.
But all these worries paled in comparison to his strong feeling that he would lose her soon.
He saw her run over to him like a little bird, a hint of embarrassment showing on her face as her footsteps slowed and she came to a stop one step him.
Xia Rou had always run to his side, held his arm, and smiled at him. But today, because of another man, she was one step further from him.
It was only half an arm's length of distance, but it was unbearable for him. And he knew if he didn't pull her back now, in the future… the distance between them would only grow larger and larger.
He stared at her. Translated by The Novelst
Her lips were usually pink. Since she had been kissing someone, they were slightly swollen, looking much more plump and seductive.
However, this alluring look of hers was all due to another man!
Cao Yang felt like he couldn't hold back anymore.
His blood boiled – if he continued to hold back, he would probably explode.
He stretched out his hand, pinched her head, and lowered his head to mash her lips against his.
It was soft, just as he had imagined, and just as sweet as he had tasted in his dreams.
Cao Yang bit softly on her lips, sucking and licking.
The desires that he had suppressed, the blood boiling inside him, and the restless nights he had spent thinking of the person in the room beneath him seemed to all culminate in this moment.
He tightened his arms, fixing her soft body within his embrace.
Though they were close, never had they been so physically close.
Her body was soft and small, like her waist would break if he used even a little more strength. He held her tightly but carefully.
But she seemed to be frozen, body unable to react.
Only when his tongue pushed past her teeth, looking for her tongue, did she begin to struggle.
Cao Yang hesitated before tightening his grip and hugging her, keeping her from escaping.
He sucked on her tongue and licked her lips. The sweet fragrance coming from her lips was just like a sweet spring, quenching his hot thirst.
He indulged in the sensation until… he felt something wet on his cheeks.
Cao Yang, shocked out of his reverie, released Xia Rou's lips to look at her.
From the beginning to the end she didn't close her eyes. Both her hands were against his chest and her body was leaning backwards. She raised her head to look at him.
From her black eyes that showed his reflection, there were tears flowing down her cheeks.
In her eyes, Cao Yang could see himself collapsing.
He stayed there, shocked, for a while, and then let go… Xia Rou took a step back and broke from his grip.
The two were one step apart.
Xia Rou's gaze was shocked and lost.
Helpless.
And she stared at Cao Yang, face turning pale.
Cao Yang saw something break in her expression and his heart sunk.
He moved his lips, wanting to call her name, but couldn't speak.
He took a step forward.
Xia Rou took a step back.
The distance remained.
Ever since Xia Rou had called out, "Big brother!" they hadn't exchanged a single word and the world had turned upside down.
Xia Rou's face was shockingly pale and her body began to tremble.
She really hoped that Cao Yang could explain what happened to her, say he was drunk and mistook her for someone else. That the thing just now was an awkward misunderstanding.
But Cao Yang just stood there and looked silently at her.
He used this silence to tell her that there was no excuse or explanation for what she had felt and seen right now… It was all real.
A buzzing started in her head, buzzing and humming, turning her world upside down.
Her memories and images flashed through her mind like a flood released from a dam.
The gazes she never understood, the sighs from behind her, and the warmth of the hand rubbing her neck…
And the care, concern, love and tolerance he showed her…
It was all messed up.
She could no longer differentiate what was from her previous life and what belonged to her current life.
Which ones featured Cao Yang and which ones… featured big brother?
When the mist had obscured the details, it had been beautiful like a wonderland. But now that the mist had dispersed, the reality that Xia Rou was faced with… she could not accept it.
She turned around and ran away.
Cao Yang stood silently in the dark night, looking at her run away. He did not go chase after her.
After some time, he took a deep breath and turned around.
Not too far away at the side of the road, there was a girl holding the door to a taxi, looking at him in surprise.
He ignored her and got into his car to drive away.
The girl let go of the taxi and stood there, looking at the black car disappearing into the night. She bit her fingers and hesitated.
Xia Rou ran the entire way. Translated by The Novelst
On the way back to her dorm, there were quite a few students left to watch her in surprise.
In just that short distance, she ran so quickly that she felt her chest was going to explode.
When she arrived at her building, she stopped. She bent down and supported herself on her knees, panting. Then she took a look backwards.
He hadn't chased after her.
Proofread by: Hannah
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