Remember the ending of Bridget Jones's Diary, when the heroine ran out into the snowy streets of London in her leopard-print underwear to win back the hero? It was a scene that made people laugh and applaud. Yi Tongxi probably wouldn't have such luck. Her lover was a stubborn guy with a bad temper, the kind of person who would find it hard to apologize even if he had done something wrong. What's more, he hadn't done anything wrong.
So when Yi Tongxi ran to the bus stop panting, he saw her coming, but his face did not soften, but became more and more cold.
"Lu Shengyao, where are you going?"
He was expressionless and silent.
Yi Tongxi tiptoed and sighed slightly: "I apologize for my cousin. She wasn't like this before. She may not be in a good mood these days. Please forgive her and don't take it to heart."
Lu Shengyao blurted out, "So you heard everything."
She was stunned, but as she hesitated, she saw him sneer knowingly, "Your cousin was humiliating me in the living room, and you were watching the show inside. Do you two sisters think this is very interesting?"
"What's so funny?" Yi Tongxi was confused. "Can you calm down? If I was trying to make fun of you, I wouldn't have chased you out here in my pajamas and slippers."
"Then please tell me, why does your sister know my family's situation so well?"
"...I had a few words with her in private."
"What did you talk about? How a poor boy like me managed to get you?" He couldn't imagine the scene of these two women talking about him behind his back. It must have been very vivid. Was it mockery or amusement? Teasing or disdain?
Damn it... he felt ashamed.
At this moment, Yi Tongxi really hated her sensitivity. Without any effort, she guessed what he was thinking: "Lu Shengyao, you are thinking too much. When I mention you to others, I never use any disrespectful tone. I have already apologized for her offense to you."
Lu Shengyao turned his face away, his muscles tense, looking like he would not compromise.
The busses came and went, and the passers-by on the platform watched the show silently in twos and threes. Yi Tongxi pursed her lips. She was a little irritable at first, but when she thot that he had come back early in the morning, covered with dust and exhausted from the journey, he was not only teased by Qiao Mo, but also insulted. It was really pitiful.
So she first softened her tone: "Don't be angry."
Lu Shengyao ignored her, so she asked again, "Do you miss me?"
"...I don't want to!"
"Then why did you run to my house?"
Lu Shengyao sneered: "Yes, I don't know what I'm doing. I got up before dawn..."
He pursed his lips and did not continue.
Yi Tongxi gently held his hand: "I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Now everyone was speechless. They couldn't continue arguing, but they were unwilling to give up. Lu Shengyao hated himself for being so narrow-minded, and he also hated Yi Tongxi for being so calm. From beginning to end, she was able to advance and retreat freely, and even her apology was so crisp and straightforward.
He finally realized that he was no match for her, and this feeling made him angry.
"Can we find somewhere to sit down?" Yi Tongxi looked down at her toes. "I'm really cold."
"I'm going back to school."
"What about me?"
Lu Shengyao stared at her for a while, then suddenly grabbed her hand, walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi. After getting in, he told the driver, "The south gate of the College of Arts and Sciences."
Yi Tongxi asked, "Are the other people in your dorm here?"
"He's not here."
After getting off the bus, he didn't go to the male dormitory. He took her into a hotel and opened a room with a big bed.
Yi Tongxi's heart was beating a little fast, and she could hardly believe that this was the serious and unsmiling Lu Shengyao.
"What... what are you doing?" She hesitated a moment as they went upstairs.
Lu Shengyao stopped and said, "If you don't want to, it's not too late to leave now."
Yi Tongxi was silent for a moment: "You are my boyfriend, why would I be unwilling?"
"That's good."
He held her hand tightly, went upstairs, swiped the card to enter the room, the lights turned on, the room was covered with heavy curtains, and there was a smell of disinfectant, which was closed and quiet, making people feel inexplicably depressed.
With a "bang", the door closed, he leaned forward and blocked her in the corner, and lowered his head to kiss her.
Yi Tongxi hurriedly turned her face away: "I just got up in the morning, I haven't washed my face or brushed my teeth..."
He didn't listen at all, and didn't care at all. He grabbed her chin and kissed her face.
To be honest, this all happened earlier than he had expected. He had thot that their first time would at least not be so abrupt, so hasty, and even with anger and resentment, turning this beautiful moment into possession and venting. It shouldn't be like this.
But it doesn't matter, as long as the person is right, anyway, she is also willing, isn't she?
...
At noon, Yi Tongxi was still in a daze, making up for her sleep. Lu Shengyao went into the bathroom to wash up, then put on his clothes and went out alone. Before long, he came back with a box of takeout, pulled her out of the quilt, put on a piece of clothing, and then carried her to the triangular table to eat.
The room was too quiet, so he turned on the TV and let the sound of the variety show fill the entire room. That way, even if he didn't speak, he wouldn't feel that the atmosphere was awkward.
Perhaps because they were too hungry, Yi Tongxi didn't eat much, and neither did Lu Shengyao.
He opened the window to let in some fresh air, then cleared the table and took the plastic box out to throw away.
Yi Tongxi crawled back into the quilt, staring blankly at the TV screen, feeling drowsy. Lu Shengyao sat on the sofa and looked at her.
After a while, he got up and closed the window, pulling the curtains together. Then he came to the bedside, kissed her, took off her clothes while kissing, and then the two of them were entangled together and did it again.
This time was better than the last. The pleasure was also much more than he had imagined. But shouldn't a couple's relationship become more intimate after they have given their bodies to each other? Why didn't they seem to?
There were some things that Lu Shengyao wanted to ask her, but he couldn't bring himself to say them. He wasn't the kind of person who only cared about the present, so he was always thinking about the future and the past, and even when he was making love, he was full of worries.
Yi Tongxi was too lazy to comfort her.
She was already half dead from the inexperience and excitement of the virgin. Her body was tired, but her mind was becoming clearer and clearer.
I want to go out for some fresh air.
So, after the second time ended, the afterglow of the climax dissipated, she stroked his still flushed face and said, "I'll go back first."
Lu Shengyao opened his eyes and stared at her quietly.
Oh, the poor little thing.
Yi Tongxi kissed his mouth, put her hand into the quilt, pinched his butt, and then got up and dressed.
Chapter 20
He put his arms around her waist from behind, and one arm was enough. Lu Shengyao pressed close to her light blue pajamas, buried his face, and rubbed her neck in silence. How intoxicating would this kind of tenderness be if it were at a different time and in a different scene?
Yi Tongxi felt that she was a little cold-blooded, but she had not reached the point of being hard-hearted. She turned around, hugged Lu Shengyao's neck, and rubbed his hair with her fingers: "You look very sleepy, go back to sleep for a while, okay?"
"Where are you going?"
"It's time to go home," she said. "Oh, can you give me some money? I don't have any money on me, and I can't even take the bus."
Lu Shengyao reached out and handed her the wallet on the bedside table. Yi Tongxi opened it, originally intending to take ten or so yuan, but a thot flashed thru her mind, and in the end she still took out a hundred yuan.
"Is that enough?" he asked.
Yi Tongxi nodded and leaned over to kiss his lips. "Thank you. I won't pay you back."
Lu Shengyao's gloomy face finally relaxed a little, and there was even a hint of comfort. Yi Tongxi saw it in her eyes, sighed secretly, put on her coat and left.
It was only three or four in the afternoon. She walked out of the hotel, bought a bottle of mineral water in the small shop next to it, and didn't know where to go. So she took a bus, sat in the back row by the window, and was in a daze. Her mind was blank. But it was good to be blank.
She knew how disheveled she looked now, with her hair disheveled and her spirits low. Think about it, who would run out on the street in their pajamas and slippers during the Spring Festival? A mental patient? And she probably had a dirty smell on her, because she had just done something bad and hadn't taken a bath yet. In short, she was dirty, but hopefully no one would notice.
She pushed open the window and let the cold wind blow on her face to keep herself awake.
The bus went on and off, from the city to the suburbs, the passengers were just passers-by, and finally there was no one left, leaving her alone sitting in the back row, crossing the river, to the terminal, and then changing to another bus back to the city.
The sky darkened just like that. When crossing the bridge, I could see two rows of streetlights winding along the riverbank. The ferry at the dock sounded a melodious and empty whistle. The food stalls on the shore lit up their signs. The New Year was not over yet, and the fireworks and joy were still there.
I don't know which stop it was, but a group of students in their teens got on the bus. They were boys and girls, and they had just come out of a KTV and were discussing where to go for dinner.
The teenagers were full of hormones and easily excited. Perhaps they hadn't sung enough just now, so one of the boys took the lead and the others echoed him, singing "Onion" with great emotion.
It is easy to imagine how much the uncles and aunts around them disliked them, and they glared at them one after another.