Jiang Sui held Su Qing tightly, his arms tightening with strength, unwilling to let go.
He wanted to bully her, but he suppressed the flames threatening to rise within him, slowly suppressing them deep within his heart.
"Whether it's worth it or not isn't up to you to decide, it's up to me!"
His voice was almost violent, deep and heavy, and the boy's eyes pored over her skin inch by inch.
He gripped her shoulders with both hands, trying to get her to look up at him, but Su Qing kept her head down, letting the man beside her increase the pressure.
Her heart tightened, gripping it uncomfortably.
She could even feel the glaring gaze above her, burning hot.
She didn't dare face it.
His love was too intense, hers too faint, like the fusion of fire and water, inappropriate, and especially inappropriate at this age.
His body was so hot from the fever.
Su Qing pinched his fingers, trying to push the hand off her shoulder inch by inch.
"Jiang Sui, let me go."
A murmured voice, clear and transparent in the quiet air, penetrated Jiang Sui's ears.
The way she just wanted to escape, to walk away, deeply hurt him.
She didn't even want to listen to him, to hear his explanation...
A mocking, bitter smile played on Jiang Sui's lips.
Yes.
She wouldn't let him explain, wouldn't give him the chance to do so. She would simply consign him to the death row, even if she tried to escape.
Because he delayed her...
But she'd clearly said she had feelings for him. This tug-of-war made Jiang Sui feel a little dizzy.
"I won't let you go."
His emotions were clearly much more intense and passionate than usual. His eyes were filled with stubbornness, gradually turning crimson. Su Qing tugged at his fingertips, and for a moment, she felt a tinge of reluctance.
"You're worth it. If I say you're worth it, then you are. I won't allow you to say that again, Su Qing. If you say it again, I can't guarantee I'll be tempted to do something on you now."
His eyes were deep and profound, and his pale, dry lips, bitten to a pale pink, bore the marks of teeth.
He spoke so earnestly, the lust deep within him erupting.
The young man sat on the ground, Su Qing held in his arms, half-caged, in the same position he had always forced her to be.
Unable to push away.
Their contact was incredibly intimate.
What…
Su Qing's eyes froze for a moment, memories of that time frantically flooding her mind. Her fingertips crackled like tiny flames, her thoughts sizzling as he thought about it.
"Jiang Sui..."
She warned him, her voice weak and frightened.
Her soft fingers quickly moved away from the boy's warm fingertips, as if they had been electrocuted. She was instantly filled with shame, anger, and rage, feeling overwhelmed, unable to react.
She dared not move.
"You're not allowed to leave."
"Listen to me. You can't sentence me like this. It's unfair."
The boy spoke loudly, his jaw clenched, his nerves twisted tightly together. He didn't dare relax even a little, but his voice was much softer, and his eyes were no longer as deep and profound as before. His gaze never left Su Qing.
Su Qing pinched her fingers tightly, frozen still, forced to meet Jiang Sui's gaze. She panicked, her eyelashes fluttering and her lips bitten, but she finally relented.
She nodded and looked at the boy.
Finally, after a nod, Jiang Sui's tense heart breathed a sigh of relief.
He let out a soft breath.
She said nothing.
Su Qing waited patiently, her heart gradually calming.
Even her mind was racing with thoughts.
The agonizing girl realized she had completely focused her attention on the boy.
She noticed a small, sexy mole on the boy's collarbone, his collar half-open. His Adam's apple and perfect jawline...
He was even more attractive than those celebrities Ranran had mentioned.
"Nannan."
The two words, woven with meaning, emanated from the boy's lips, a delightful sound.
Su Qing's heart pounded, unable to contain itself. She had always known he was handsome. Perhaps worried she'd feel uncomfortable being held, or perhaps noticing her stiffness, he wrapped his arms around her waist, like a child, and laid her on the books she'd been sitting on while doing her homework.
Then he shifted and sat down beside her.
Expertly, he clasped her fingers in his palm.
Su Qing was a little lost, a little dazed, and struggled, but the boy's lips pressed a light kiss to the corner of her lips, causing her to blush and her eyes to mist.
She could only mutter a refusal and retreat.
Worried he'd actually scared her off, Jiang Sui didn't do anything after holding her hand.
He simply placed his phone on the coffee table. There was no password, and the photo on the screen—she didn't know when it had been secretly taken...
The screensaver and the screen were all photos of her.
Su Qing had known about it while charging her phone, but she'd suppressed the uneasiness in her heart and remained calm. But now, with him right in front of her, she couldn't help but feel her heartbeat.
He had placed it so blatantly in front her eyes.
His phone's desktop was neatly arranged, practically free of cluttered apps. It was spotless, save for the two most popular games.
Su Qing didn't quite understand what Jiang Sui was about to do, so she could only cast a perplexed glance at his face.
The boy wasn't in a hurry; he simply opened WeChat in his phone and began.
"This is my WeChat."
"You're the only one added there."
The boy opened his Moments, but it was completely empty. There was nothing there, even the profile picture was blank. Su Qing had no data and didn't usually go online, so he rarely used WeChat, mostly making calls and sending texts.
Because all of these are free.
She was a bit bewildered, as she'd occasionally heard people mentioning their girlfriends on QQ and WeChat, implying that their girlfriends were truly important.
But she had never imagined that someone would one day do the same, and that someone would be the most incredible Jiang Sui.
He began to open each contact app one by one.
Now she realized the boy hadn't saved anyone's phone number, only her name.
She is my Nannan ah!
"I'm so simple, Nannan. I just want to be with you."