Chapter 58 Bai Yueguang
The autumn night wind, carrying a bit of coolness, wanders through the six streets and three alleys of Yuncheng.
In the community, there are tall and straight French plane trees planted, and the cold moonlight illuminates the surroundings. The street lamps always stand by the plane trees, extinguishing the moonlight like water.
Walking on thousands of overlapping dead leaves on the ground, stepping on the lonely autumn frost.
"Zhenzhen, are you tired?"
Seeing that she was a little bored, Wen Baijing put his arm around her shoulders and asked with his head down.
She shook her head absentmindedly, a myriad of thoughts running through her mind.
Wen Baijing's body temperature came from my shoulder, fighting against the chill of the autumn night.
Ye Zhenzhen held his left hand tightly, looked up at him, stood on tiptoes, and kissed his cheek.
Wen Baijing held her in his arms and said in a gentle voice:
"Let's go back!"
She hugged his waist tightly, unwilling to let go.
The withered yellow sycamore leaves were flying, stained with dew and damp, swaying in the air.
A leaf fell on her hair, like a fluttering dead leaf butterfly.
Back home, Ye Zhenzhen stood on the balcony, the wind blowing her skirt and her black hair flying with it.
Under the warm light, a hazy halo quietly climbed over her, softness mixed with coolness.
Wen Baijing came to her side and said in a gentle voice, "It's windy outside, come in!"
She turned her head and saw Wen Baijing's concerned expression.
Wen Baijing's eyes were full of meaning, and the wind blew his hair across his cheeks.
He ran his fingers through Ye Zhenzhen's black hair, lifted her head and kissed her gently.
A cold wind blew in, and Ye Zhenzhen unconsciously shrank into his arms.
His kiss seduced her, sending tingling electric currents through her body.
Wen Baijing was leaning between her legs. She was a little unsteady and kept backing away. He followed her step by step, forcing her to retreat to the edge of the bed and fall into the soft big bed.
His hands squeezed the soft flesh around her waist, the cool metal scratching against her skin.
The dark green jewelry box suddenly flashed through her mind.
Wen Baijing noticed her distraction and bit her fair shoulder with a sense of punishment, leaving clear pink teeth marks on her shoulder.
He pulled her back into the vortex of intimacy, not allowing her to have even a moment of distracting thoughts.
The moment my senses were thrown into the clouds, the dark green jewelry box was also forgotten.
"I...will be moving back soon."
Ye Zhenzhen thought hard for a while, and finally spoke slowly, trying to persuade him while he was soft-hearted.
As soon as the words fell, Wen Baijing's voice was mixed with a bit of hoarseness.
"why?"
Ye Zhenzhen's cheeks were slightly red, and she was breathing a little hard. "Ye Mao will come to see me from time to time, and then..."
This is not actually an excuse. Ye Mao does visit her from time to time. Recently, because Ye Mao was busy during the National Day holiday, she did not come home at night and was not discovered.
Wen Baijing lowered his eyes and raised her chin, "So?"
Ye Zhenzhen bit her soft lips lightly, her chest rising and falling.
He was rarely gentle in bed, but quickly returned to his previous state.
"Am I so shameful?" He breathed heavily, burying his head in the crook of her neck.
The ambiguity in the air was swept away, and the oxygen gradually became thinner.
Ye Zhenzhen's worries are not without reason. If they break up one day, she will be laughed at by others. Climbing up the social ladder and being dumped is a gossip that the public loves to hear.
Besides, there was someone living in Wen Baijing's heart. Based on the ring on his right middle finger and the girl in the photo, Ye Zhenzhen could probably piece together his unforgettable feelings.
Knowing that nothing would work out, she could indulge herself in the relationship, but she didn't have the courage to share it openly with others.
Maybe one day I’ll get tired of the astronomical view, maybe tomorrow.
"I didn't mean that..." Ye Zhenzhen replied weakly.
His warm palm caressed her face, the touch of metal mixed in, making the coolness more prominent.
He was more sober than her, and he was also conceited that he could see through her. This answer obviously did not convince him. Wen Baijing's cold voice came towards him, "Why?"
Ye Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment and did not react immediately.
"My brother..."
"Why don't you tell me the truth? Can't your family know about your relationship?" Wen Baijing lowered his eyes and clamped her face, "Do you have someone else in your heart?"
He still looked at her calmly, but his tone was so calm that it frightened Ye Zhenzhen. Under the calm surface, there was a sense of restlessness brewing, as if a storm was about to come.
"I don't..."
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly didn't want to explain anymore, so let him be!
"So you made up this lame excuse, right?" He applied more force to his hands. "He was right, wasn't he?"
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't understand how he could so calmly turn the tables.
"Hmph..." She smiled helplessly, with a hint of self-mockery, and a hint of disappointment flashed in her eyes.
"Am I really not as good as him in your heart?" Wen Baijing looked down at her. His expression was calm, but his breathing was a little unstable.
Ye Zhenzhen closed her eyes for a while, then said lightly, "Your ring hurts me."
His bottomless eyes flashed with panic. His hands loosened, and the questioning in the last second instantly made him feel guilty.
He was like a defeated warrior, with his brows lowered, ears drooping, and all his fighting spirit gone, he avoided the crowd in a dusty state.
At night, Wen Baijing lay quietly beside her, and she truly understood the endless pain contained in the phrase "sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams". She stared at him all night, unable to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, she would wake up in a trance not long after.
He hugged her tightly, but she could not feel any warmth or comfort. The feeling of being so close yet so far away was helpless and sad.
Sometimes it is easier to be happy if you live in confusion. If you are too clear-headed, you will compare things from time to time.
It would be nice if I didn’t go to the study and look for books.
She thought about it all night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Ye Zhenzhen understood that Wen Baijing knew what she meant, but he said nothing and didn't bother to explain to her. This was the saddest thing.
"Zhenzhen, can you give me some time?"
The night was eerily quiet; Wen Baijing's voice echoed in the empty room with a despairing impact.
Ye Zhenzhen could hear the reluctance and inability to let go in his voice.
"I don't understand what you mean?" Her voice was vague and ethereal, as distant as the mountains.
She became a villain for no reason, cruelly forcing him to remove his bones and dig out his heart, and forcing him to give up his cinnabar mole and his white moonlight.
But she never thought so. She just thought that they were truly in love with each other when they were together.
She doesn't want to be anyone's shadow or substitute, never!
Wen Baijing held her tightly in his arms, his choking voice shattered all over the floor.
"Zhenzhen, trust me, okay?"