Chapter 39: Lunar New Year Dew, Jade Plate High Flow
Ye Zhenzhen raised her hand to snatch the cigarette away. "When did you learn to smoke?" She extinguished the cigarette butt with force. "You are still young and don't learn well."
Ye Mao didn't dare to light another cigarette, and continued to ask: "Sister, I received a call looking for you before. What happened to you? You can't hide it from me."
"Did he say who he was?" Ye Zhenzhen wondered.
"It was a man." Ye Mao shook his head, "but he didn't tell me his name, nor did he say what he wanted from you."
Ye Zhenzhen racked her brains but couldn't guess who would call her. "Maybe it's a scam call. Don't pay attention to him."
Outside the window, dark clouds covered the city. Heavy rain came, crackling against the glass.
The rain had been falling for an hour or so, with no sign of stopping.
"Sister, I don't know when the rain will stop. Xiaoyou and I will go back first." Ye Mao stood up.
"I'll go buy you an umbrella. It's raining so hard, you'll catch a cold."
"Don't you have an umbrella?" Ye Mao walked straight to the closet and took out an oil-paper umbrella. "Use this one."
Ye Zhenzhen ran over and grabbed the umbrella. "I'll go buy you new ones. Wait for me."
Ye Mao looked puzzled. It was just an umbrella, just a tool to shelter from the rain.
The drainage system of the houses is not very good, and the accumulated rainwater on the ground gathers into small lakes.
After walking a few steps downstairs, Ye Zhenzhen's trouser legs were splashed by the accumulated water.
After buying an umbrella and seeing Ye Mao and Wang You off, it was already 9:30 in the evening.
She stood on the balcony for a long time.
Today she was on the night shift, and when she woke up, it was already half past one. She took a shower and put the garbage at the door.
Before she knew it, a draft blew through the door and shut her out with a bang.
In public, she made all the calls she could, and when she had no other choice, she called Wen Baijing.
After the night shift, Wen Baijing took her back to the large flat in the city center.
Outside the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, the bright stars of the city are within reach, and the beautiful scenery of lakes and mountains is all at your feet.
The interior decoration is minimalist and low-key, and all the furniture is from the Italian brand Poliform.
Ye Zhenzhen stood in the living room, at a loss for a moment.
"You will sleep in the master bedroom tonight." Wen Baijing's face was as calm as water, without any emotion visible.
Hearing this, she subconsciously widened her eyes, her heart was shocked, and she asked directly and honestly: "Then where do you sleep?"
"This is my home. You ask me where I sleep?" Wen Baijing paused and said frankly, "I sleep in the second bedroom."
He found a bath towel and a white shirt and handed them to Ye Zhenzhen, "I don't have a bathrobe, you can wear my shirt first." Seeing that she didn't respond, "If you are used to sleeping naked, you don't have to wear it."
Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks were hot. With the mentality that something is better than nothing, she took the towel and shirt. She had a place to sleep tonight, and she could go back to her rental house tomorrow.
"Then I..."
Ye Zhenzhen held the bath towel, and Wen Baijing tactfully left the master bedroom.
Walking into the bathroom, the water from the constant temperature shower is as soft and delicate as drizzle.
Ye Zhenzhen was a little distracted standing under the shower. In her memory, Wen Baijing gave people the impression of being cold and distant when she first met him, but he became very warm after getting to know him. But now he is even colder than before.
After taking a shower, she stood in front of the mirror and put on her shirt. A familiar scent of pine and cypress came quietly and wrapped her tightly.
Gently pulling up her collar, she slowly lowered her head and took a deep breath, the intoxicating smell filling her nostrils.
There was a knock on the door and Ye Zhenzhen woke up from her dream.
Wen Baijing stood at the door wearing a gray bathrobe, holding a bottle of red wine, and gently shook the glass in his hand, "Drink?"
The loose white shirt made Ye Zhenzhen look even thinner. She sat on the sofa and pulled the white shirt down.
Wen Baijing sat one meter away from her. His tone was calm as if he was asking her if she had eaten, but his words were filled with helplessness and sadness. "Have you ever thought that I would be worried and anxious if I couldn't find you?"
After saying that, he drank the red wine in the glass.
Ye Zhenzhen sat elegantly, with her long, white legs crossed and her hands resting on her thighs.
Ye Zhenzhen felt a little surprised, picked up the glass and slowly drank the red wine, lowered her eyelids and dared not look him in the eye, with guilt and cautious restraint, "I'm sorry."
Wen Baijing's eyes darkened and his brows knitted slightly, as if there was a rage hidden in his throat. He raised his head, swallowed the wine, and slammed the glass on the walnut table.
He tilted his head slightly to light a cigarette and slowly exhaled smoke rings, "Ye Zhenzhen, you regret going to the nightclub, right?"
The hazy smoke separated them.
Ye Zhenzhen gulped down the red wine, swallowed the surging sorrow with a wry smile, nodded and said bluntly: "Yes, I regret it."
She woke up from nightmares countless times in the middle of the night, and when she woke up, her clothes were soaked with regret. The wet regret was like a heavy winter coat that could not be wrung out no matter how hard she tried.
"What did you say?" Wen Baijing seemed to be hit hard when he heard her say that. The chill in his voice made people feel like they were falling into an ice cellar. "Do you regret it?"
For Wen Baijing, they met in a nightclub, and Ye Zhenzhen obviously wanted to dislike him as well.
After a few drinks, Ye Zhenzhen's face flushed, her eyes began to blur, and she looked at Wen Baijing with a bewildered look on her face. Wasn't it him who persuaded her to leave the nightclub in the first place?
Wen Baijing closed his eyes tightly, anger surging in his throat. He suddenly opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her, "Ye Zhenzhen..."
Wen Baijing reached out and lifted Ye Zhenzhen's chin. The anger in his eyes gradually faded away, and a faint flame of heat appeared.
The person he had been thinking about day and night and looking for was right under his nose, but he was kept in the dark and had no idea about it at all.
He smiled, but he didn't look happy at all, it was more like he was mocking himself.
Ye Zhenzhen's plump lips were slightly raised, revealing a hint of unintentional temptation.
She closed her eyes slightly and turned her head to try to get rid of Wen Baijing's control. Wen Baijing leaned forward and kissed her lips roughly, her soft lips were slightly hot.
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly opened her eyes wide, stretched out her hand and tried to push Wen Baijing away. But she couldn't push him away, so she could only stagger left and right, her body constantly leaning back.
"Go away..."
Wen Baijing doesn't want to wait any longer and doesn't want to take things step by step.
He wanted to take a shortcut and occupy her heart as quickly as possible.
He wanted every bit of moisture rising from her heart to be signed with his name.
He wanted to tear off his disguise as a gentleman and make Ye Zhenzhen unable to leave him anymore.
Before she could finish, Wen Baijing covered her lips.
The faint smell of tobacco tempted Ye Zhenzhen, and her tipsy mood became more intense.
Wen Baijing pinched her earlobe and said in a low voice:
"I told you, I'm not a gentleman."
The cool wind from the snow-capped mountains carries the pine and cypress trees around.
"You can't do this to me..."
Wen Baijing was slightly stunned and stopped taking any further action.
Ye Zhenzhen half-closed her eyes and slowly relaxed her body.
In just two seconds, Wen Baijing pinned her wrists above her head and became more and more aggressive.
I do not know how long it has been.
Ye Zhenzhen stood up and staggered to the bathroom. She closed the frosted glass door and leaned weakly against the marble wall.
It all happened so fast that she was caught off guard and unprepared.
The bathroom door opened from the outside and Wen Baijing walked in.
"Let's take a shower together..."
Of course he didn't come here to take a bath.
Ye Zhenzhen was carried sideways out of the bathroom, she was a little dazed in Wen Baijing's arms. After not seeing each other for a few months, Wen Baijing was no longer gentle. He used to respect her and never did anything frivolous to her.
Lying on the bed, Wen Baijing held her in his arms and asked, "Have you ever thought about me?"
Wen Baijing's warm breath was beside her ears, and Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips and refused to speak. Ye Zhenzhen missed him, but not in the scene like this.
Ye Zhenzhen's wrists were clamped tightly, and she was like a drunk shrimp, without the strength to break free.
Her heart was trembling, and she begged with a weak breath, "Don't do this..."
Her messy hair was full of ambiguity, and Ye Zhenzhen, who was wearing a white dress whiter than snow, looked completely different because of Wen Baijing.
The huge contrast made Wen Baijingshi unable to control himself and went crazy.
Wen Baijing wanted to get back all the suffering he had endured during these days, with interest included.
In the early morning, the early autumn light penetrated through the gap in the curtains, and a ray of sunlight passed through Ye Zhenzhen's long eyelashes.
It seemed like she had only slept for a while before the day broke. She felt sore and weak all over. Everything in front of her was strange, including the man beside her.
Wen Baijing breathed evenly, his expression still distant and cold. Ye Zhenzhen subconsciously held her breath and gently rubbed her numb arm.
The man slowly opened his eyes and his hands began to wander around again.
Ye Zhenzhen grasped that hand and shook her head to refuse, "Don't..." She begged for mercy with a trembling voice.
This made Wen Baijing's blood rush straight to his head.
Wen Baijing's wild breath blew into her ears, "Ye Zhenzhen..."
"Are you trying to be reluctant?"