At the end of a love affair, Chen Du was as obedient as if the stormy mad dog had been someone else. He was as meticulous as usual in giving Chen Jiashu’s sweaty face some water and patiently watched her take small bites of a soft baguette like a rabbit.
“What do you want to eat later?” Chen Du asked her.
“Later?”
“Dinner.” Chen Du smiled faintly, “What do you want to eat? How about chicken casserole?”
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“R esd’v wpwyzzu lyv ekddla.” Ubld Kkypbw eke dsv nyal. Fbl qkdkpble lyvkdt yde aszzle vbl qsse cyt kdvs y cyzz. Fbl rknjle wr vbl nsdesxp qkzzle okvb plxld sd vbl qzssa yde vkle vblx kdvs y cwdezl. Fbl vssj y rzypvkn cyt yde oayrrle vblx vstlvbla clqsal rzynkdt vblx kdvs bla pnbssz cyt.
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That was even more outrageous. “Is that why you’re so skinny?” Chen Du picked up her arms that were as thin as a hemp pole and his eyebrows could have been chopsticks. “You’re already exercising a lot, and you don’t eat properly. Don’t overspend on your body just because you’re young.”
“Me or you?” Chen Jiashu looked at him with his eyes, “Don’t take advantage of your youth to overspend on your body. Be careful of impotence or you won’t be able to get hard even when you are less than 30. “
“I’ll still f*ck you when you reach forty.”
Chen Du blurted out, but only after he had finished did he realise. He couldn’t help but freeze, and his heart had missed half a beat.
There was a moment of silence. Not long; less than a second, but both of them unspokenly felt the sudden coldness of the atmosphere.
It was subtle, stagnant, shaky, frightening, and confusing.
Chen Du looked at Chen Jiashu, had she thought about the future?
Chen Jiashu smiled faintly, as if she was just listening to him tell an insignificant joke and changed the subject without a trace, “Aren’t you going to a dinner party with your classmates?”
“No.” He sulked, his breath dangling in his spine.
“Why not?”
Why, you say? Chen Du was a bit discouraged, “Are you sure you don’t want to have dinner? I’m not going to have dinner.” He held her under the armpit and picked her up like a child with her school bag, “Let’s make it a habit from today and start with something lighter.”
Chen Jiashu slapped his hand with a slap, and with a crisp sound, a red mark instantly appeared on the back of Chen Du’s hand.
“Hiss!” The blow caught him off guard and he almost threw the person away when he let go, “Chen Jiashu, you don’t want to be f*cked!”
“What are you talking about? Skipping classes and meals, letting people off the hook everywhere; what do you take people for?”
Chen Du: “…..”
She didn’t have any expression. She suddenly poked Chen Du’s mouth with her fingers, staring at his eyes, “Go away. I do not want to talk to outstanding social orphans. “
“Dinner isn’t that quick. I’ll send you back to your dorm room first, all right?” He had to negotiate with her nicely. “I’ll leave when we get downstairs.”
“You wouldn’t have been able to get up there.”
“……” Chen Du wanted to f*ck her so badly that he couldn’t speak.
But at least it was a promise. Chen Du was relieved. He pulled back the curtains and opened the windows, leaving a few screens for ventilation. He went out first and walked to the ground floor. There was no one along the way. He stood against the wall for a while, as if waiting for someone, and then sent a message to Chen Jiashu to let her come down.
Five minutes later, Chen Jiashu walked down the stairs, next to a girl carrying a cello, and they walked down the stairs together while chatting.
“You ballet dancers work really hard,” she said, admiring Chen Jiaxu’s unsteady walk and the way she was trembling on the handrail, “I thought the building would be empty at this hour.”
.
Chen Jiashu smiled, “Today is a little late.”
“Preparing the stage for the school festival?” The girl laughed, “You’re so good, you’ll look beautiful even if you dance the White Swan.”
Chen Du came over towards the stairs, so Chen Jiashu said goodbye to the cello girl and they left together.
“I’ll be going first then.”
“Well, bye……”
The girl’s hand that said goodbye suddenly dropped halfway through her wave. Her eyes widened. That boy, the boy who just came over to pick her up, was Chen Du?!
Chen Jiashu did not always skip dinner. Sometimes she trained too much and she sweated to the point of weakness. Under nerve stimulation, she had no food, and she only ate very little because she had to practice again at night and keep her stomach light.
Chen Du pulled her to the canteen. He at least ordered two dishes and a soup. When he arrived at the roadside that separated the dormitory building from the small forest, Chen Jiashu took the lunch box from Chen Du’s hand, “Okay, I’m going up.”
“…… Well, send me a message when you get to the dormitory.” Chen Du didn’t know what to say, “I’m off then. See you tomorrow.”
Chen Jiashu waved her hand at his back, and her slender figure disappeared into the grove, and was gone in a flash.
She had stir-fried lettuce and a loofah with scrambled eggs, which Chen Du wanted her to eat, but she couldn’t really eat it. The dish at home on National Day made her tired of it, and her stomach had been stuffed all day. After taking two bites, she climbed into bed, dragging her dying waist into the blanket and fell asleep.
Chen Du put his hand in his pocket. He didn’t hear from Chen Jiashu even when he arrived at the school gate. The three times he took it out when it vibrated, it was Lin Feng who was making life-threatening reminders and urging him. He talked a lot of nonsense, saying that they were full of wine and food and were waiting for a destined person to come over to settle the bill, but in fact, every time he arrived there, he hadn’t even started to order the food. These people.
Chen Du took a picture of the traffic light and sent it to the group, “Five minutes.” After sending it, he muted his phone.
He stood at the intersection, surrounded by cars and people, each going in their own direction. The asphalt road was pitch-black and new, and the pavement, soaked in neon of all colours, was like a mirror, illuminating his mottled state of mind.
He was a little irritable, like he suddenly had an addiction, with millions of ants scratching at his body, and he didn’t know what to do. He had only been away from Chen Jiashu for less than ten minutes.
He recalled the words he had just blurted out.
It was like a pin piercing the dream of youth, revealing the forbidden, incestuous, dirty, and sick feelings underneath.
Don’t overspend on your body just because you’re young.
Forty years old. There will come a time.
Where would he be, and where would Chen Jiashu be? He couldn’t imagine her being with someone else, starting a family with someone else, and having children.
At sixteen, he was in the throes of love, falling headlong into the mire of it and tangled in the vines of his lovesickness. He couldn’t and didn’t want to break free, but he hated the way Chen Jiashu always looked so calm and detached, watching him sink deeper and deeper while she could pull away at any moment. It made him anxious and angry, but deeply powerless.
Time was like an hourglass.
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Author’s note: I’d like to explain here. Because there is a blood relationship, I will not let Jiashu get pregnant. The default in their lovemaking is wearing condoms. In the last chapter, the effect of stewing the meat is better, but also the atmosphere of the plot at that time, so I wrote it along that rhythm. In fact, when I wrote it, I got a little tangled up, weighing the “sp*rm into her womb and c*m splattered in the delicate inner wall of the uterus” and “sp*rm splashed in the delicate lining of the seminal vesicles [1]”… The latter seems a tad creepy …..
[1] Condoms.
He did not noticed yet that his super clingy and possessive attitude was a perfect example like his mom..