Chapter 081: A Moment of Indulgence

  A narrow and dimly lit corridor, with flickering lights, a hazy and quiet atmosphere, was shattered by Xia Xi's sentence "Are you blind?", Chen Yan couldn't help but burst out laughing, such an unromantic thing, is really her consistent style.

  "You blinded me with one sentence." Chen Yan said.

  The two people were extremely close, and Xi Xi could even feel the resonance of his chest when he laughed, with another heart beating happily near her own.

  "This is a disease, it needs to be treated." She habitually used her unconventional methods to disrupt the atmosphere, tilting her head away from Chen Yan and trying to calm down her racing emotions.

  "Let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." Chen Yan pulled her wrist without saying a word and led Xi Xi towards the stairs.

  "Hey——" Xi Xi's unspoken protest was hidden in the night, she followed Chen Yan's footsteps, not knowing where he was going or what he wanted to do. In her bewildered heart, there was a thread of joy that was hard to detect, rising from the bottom of her heart.

  All the way, accompanied by Xu Mu Feng to the residence, two boys were exhausted and as soon as they entered the house, they fell onto the sofa, fanning their sweaty faces with a nearby paper.

  "One said: 'Teacher Xu looks slender, how can he be so heavy.'"

  Another answer: "His drinking habits are good, he doesn't make a fuss even when he's drunk, and he won't say an extra word, it's just like the usual Zhang Ye."

  "Haha, Xu Mufeng is the drunk Zhang Ye, and Zhang Ye is the drunk Xu Mufeng."

  "Shh—" Xun Miao put her finger to her lips, signaling them to be quiet, and the three of them tiptoed out of Xu Mu Feng's residence.

  Two boys were slightly drunk, and after a few words, they reached an agreement to go drinking to test their alcohol capacity. Xingmiao reluctantly instructed a few words, but was left behind by their big strides.

  The big trees' shaded path, on a moonless night, seemed even more gloomy. Although it was evening, the weather was still sweltering, and when I looked up, all I could see was a thick layer of dark clouds; a heavy rain seemed to be about to fall at any moment.

  Xiao Mian wanted to take out her phone to check the time, but suddenly discovered it wasn't on her. She thought she must have casually left it in Xu Mu Feng's room earlier. She reluctantly turned back, feeling fortunate that she had only lightly closed the door and could still open it from the outside.

  A strong wind suddenly blew up, sweeping up sand and dust, hitting her face, her skirt fluttering up, like a butterfly flying in the night.

  Xu Mufeng's residence was in the teacher's dormitory, about a ten-minute walk from their student dormitory. Xingmiao looked at the suddenly changing weather and thought to herself: I'd better hurry back to my dorm before the heavy rain comes.

  She pushed open the door and searched around, her phone was indeed lying quietly on the coffee table, she put it into her pocket with a slight sense of relief. The strong wind howled outside, blowing against the windows and making an eerie sound. Xing Man worried that Xu Mu Feng would catch a cold, so she stepped into the bedroom to add more blankets for him.

  A small lamp was lit on the bedside table, which she had left on intentionally because she was afraid he would wake up in the middle of the night and fall. In the orange light, she saw Xu Mufeng's sleeping face, his handsome face furrowed, as if he had dreamed of something unpleasant, struggling to escape from the dream mirror.

  Xiao Meng quietly looked at him, a wave of melancholy in her heart. The him in her dreams was unhappy, what about the real one?

  Although he never mentioned it, she vaguely guessed that he was back for Su Hua. What she saw was the person she had been thinking about all along standing calmly by another man's side, followed by news of her upcoming wedding.

  Not everyone can have everything go their way. Even a proud son of heaven like Xu Mufeng could only end up disappointed in love, drunk and sleeping in a tavern.

  Xiao Man leaned over to cover him with the quilt, and Xu Mufeng, who was originally asleep, suddenly opened his eyes when he felt the sudden pressure. Their four eyes met, separated by the orange light and the thick wine fumes, and both of them were startled.

  Drunk and bewildered, Xu Mufeng stared at the face in front of him, his eyes widening in surprise before quickly turning into delight. Those were a pair of eyes he was so familiar with, appearing countless times in his dreams over the past decade - the shyness when looking at him, the liveliness when playing, and every expression of joy, anger, and silliness, all etched deeply in his heart.

  How many times I think of it, how many times I resent it, why did I let go in the first place.

  He used to stubbornly believe that a promising future was far more important than a sweet and romantic relationship, so he pulled out when he loved the most and rushed to the other side of the ocean to plan for his future. However, in these years, it always felt like something was missing in his heart, and he couldn't feel at peace. He gave up his qualifications to stay in school and followed his heart back, only to find that neither he nor the other person were their original selves anymore.

  Perhaps only in dreams can he see those clear eyes like the ones from back then, he reaches out his hand to touch that bright pupil, and strokes the cheek that is as warm as his palm. It turns out that even dreams can be so warm, his eyes have a hint of moisture, and once again he softly calls out that name that has been on his mind: "Shu Hua."

  Xiao Mei heard the two words he called out, and her mind suddenly cleared up. She came back because of him, and left also because of him. Xun Mu Feng, no one is more foolish than you.

  His handsome face was right in front of her, and the seeds that had been deeply buried in Xian's heart broke through the shackles of reason and began to grow wildly. She knew it was wrong, but she couldn't control her own heart. The crazy thoughts burst through layer after layer of locks, binding her heart tightly like a vine.

  I'll just be selfish this one time.

  She finally threw off the shackles of reason, forgot the restraints of morality, and followed her heart, placing her hand on his palm, and pressing her lips to his.

  The intoxicating aroma intensified the passionate entanglement, Xun Miao's mind went blank, from initial initiative to fervent response, a strong smell of alcohol wafted over her body, his refreshing breath came flooding in overwhelmingly.

  Knowing he was drunk and mistaken her for someone else, knowing his heart belonged to another person, Liu Xuanmei still fell deeply into his world.

  Originally standing by the bed, Xun Miao followed the other person's movements and was pressed under Permitted Mu Feng's body with a flip. His scorching lips were still entwined with hers, as if the poisoned person was desperately searching for an antidote from the other.

  Xiao Mei wrapped one hand around Xu Mu Feng's neck, and the other hand was stuck to his back. In a room without air conditioning, his shirt had long been soaked with sweat, tightly clinging to his back, clearly allowing people to feel the solid muscles on his back and the heat of his body.

  Xu Mufeng's lips trailed down to her collarbone, leaving a string of scorching marks.

  When his hand slipped into her clothes, stroking the tender flesh under the layers of fabric, Xing Mian's heart exploded with a mix of discomfort and fear. She closed her eyes, feeling him taking possession of her body, as it trembled involuntarily.