Thinking of Wen Hao, Xia Mang couldn't help but take a sip of the wine. Before he could taste it carefully, the slightly icy liquid had already entered his throat, leaving only fennel on his lips and teeth. Ha, pano, Cpernod. I didn't expect it to be fennel flavored.
"Miss, please be kind and help me. If I continue to lose like this, I won't be able to last until 9:30.”A bar girl leaned over from the bar counter and leaned in front of Xia Mang. Her low-collared tights couldn't hide her spring light. Under the intoxicating light, her breasts were about to pop out, which was especially seductive. She held the dice jar in her hand and looked at Xia Mang with her beautiful eyes, which were covered with a faint eyeliner. Her long curly eyelashes were very fake, very real.
Xia Mang turned her head and met the man's gaze. There was a hint of curiosity and inquiry in his eyes. When his gaze swept past her and looked at the bar girl, his eyes turned contemptuous.
Out of the blue, Xia Mang reached out and took the dice jar.
It was unknown if the man was polite or if he was really on par with Xiamang, but the two of them were evenly matched. When Xia Mang lost, the man didn't ask her to drink too much. Xia Mang only took a small sip of the glass of green crack. However, there was only half a cup of wine, and it was soon emptied.
Xiamang's face was slightly red and hot. Out of habit, she reached out to pat her cheek and shook the dice. She stopped and gently lifted a corner to look at the number of the five dice hidden in the dice jar."Three ones."
"Four sixes." The man did not even look at his die.
Xia Mang sighed in his heart.
"Five threes." Guilty? Not guilty! Although none of Xiamang's dice had a number of three, so what?
"Five fives." Perhaps he had not seen his trump card, but the man had a calm expression when he added the numbers. There was even a faint smile on his face.
Xiamang only had one five, but the other party had four fives? She raised her head and met his gaze. The man's gaze quickly shifted away. Xia Mang picked up the dice jar and slammed it heavily on the bar counter. Five dice were exposed: two twos, one four, one five, and one six.
This was a conditioned reflex, a habit. Every time Wen Hao looked away from Xia Mang, it meant that he was feeling guilty.
The man smiled and stretched out his hand. Four fives and one six.
He felt a dull pain in his heart that spread like fire. The pain quickly spread throughout his body. Xia Mang stared at the dice for a long time, then picked up the wine cup with one hand and raised his head slightly. The liquid in the cup went down his throat and seemed to turn into tears in an instant, dripping from the corner of his eyes into his hair.
The man looked at Xia Mang and calmly picked up the bottle of red wine in front of him. He filled Xia Mang's glass to 80%. The dark red liquid in the wine glass swayed slightly and slowly calmed down.
"Losing people means losing luck. I'm done playing. Thank you for the wine.”Xia Mang closed his eyes and looked down at the wine glass in a daze. After a long time, he reached out and drank the wine in one gulp.
" That's great. I don't have to say goodbye to anyone." Xia Mang smiled inexplicably. She stood up and walked out, staggering slightly. She felt a little dizzy and her face was burning hot. She really shouldn't be drinking at a bar alone.
" Xia Zi, I don't like her at all. Xia Zi, I just drank that day…"
Wen Hao's voice rang in his ears again. Xia Mang shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of this voice from his mind. He didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to hear it. It would be best if he had never heard this before. Would such a handsome man, such a man who loved her dearly and wanted to hold her in his hands, who loved her so much that he wanted to rub her bones, hug another woman and speak softly to her after drinking? You can indulge after drinking? Could the things that happened after drinking be forgiven?
A teardrop quickly slid down his face and disappeared into his lips. Xia Mang stroked his forehead with one hand and pushed the door open with the other. A hand grabbed the door handle faster than Xia Mang. By the time Xia Mang reacted, her hand had already touched the other hand. It was the hand of a man with slender fingers and looked clean and powerful.
She felt a warm touch on her fingertips, but her heart did not feel warm. Wen Hao…
"Let me send you back. You're a little drunk.”The man turned to look at Xia Mang and pushed the door open. There was a smile on his face that made Xia Mang feel uncomfortable.
The wind was cold, but it made Xia Mang feel comfortable. The man walked in front, and Xia Mang followed behind him, swaying slightly. She was carrying a large leather bag in her right hand and swinging it in front of her knees. The large metal rings on the bag made a tinkling sound when they collided.
Actually, he wasn't following them. He was just on the way.
"The car is right here. Where are you going?" The man opened the car door and saw Xia Mang walking straight ahead.
Xia Mang didn't stop, didn't speak, and didn't even turn around. In less than two seconds, someone grabbed her hand.
"Let go." Xia Mang pulled her hand away with all her might. Although the man did not use much strength, Xia Mang could not break free from Xiaozui's grip. Xia Mang loosened his grip on his right hand and started to break off the fingers that were holding his left hand. The bag fell to the side of his right foot, and there was a faint sound of metal colliding.
"You're drunk." The man stubbornly held her hand, bent down slightly, picked up the bag by Xia Mang's feet, and dragged Xia Mang back.
"Let go! I don't know you, and I'm not the kind of person who likes to have one-night stands. You've got the wrong person.”Although he did not drink much, it was already his limit for Xia Mang. He drank the last half of the glass quickly and mixed it with wine. Now that the cold wind blew, he actually felt a headache.
The man stopped in his tracks and turned his head to stare at Xia Mang. The corners of his mouth curled up as he said in an ambiguous manner,""Is this how you look at people?"
"Going to a bar alone is either a lovelorn person or a lonely person looking for excitement. It doesn't matter if they're male or female, right?”With her left hand held by the man, Xia Mang used her right hand to pat her head that was getting heavier and heavier. She sneered," You can tell at a glance that I'm the one who's drunk and you're the one who's looking for excitement. Are you being petty by insisting on sending a stranger home?”
The man let go of his hand and said casually,"That's right, but not every man is like this."”
Without any support, Xia Mang could not stand steadily and his head felt heavier. Not every man was like this? If even Wenhao was like this, what kind of good man was there in this world?
"A man's three principles are not to take the initiative, not to reject, and not to bear. It's just that some men are too proud and can't bear to put down their airs. If I take the initiative, will you reject me?”Xia Mang's heart ached again when he thought of Wen Hao. Under the dim yellow streetlights, the figure in front of him gradually blurred. Since there was no fate, why did he have to swear? Since he had sworn, why would he go back on his word? Wenhao, why didn't you reject her? Wen Hao, why, why? Wenhao, my heart hurts. My head hurts too. Wenhao, Wenhao…
Her face was cold. The handsome man who was smiling at her was Wen Hao.
The man did not speak. He looked at Xia Mang with an unfathomable expression. After a while, he pulled Xia Mang's hand and walked towards the car. Xia Mang looked at the man with a dazed expression. She followed him step by step and stopped struggling.
"Where do you live?"
Xia Mang sat in the front passenger seat with her eyes slightly closed. Her face was flushed red as she curled up on the side of the seat. She shook her head and muttered,""Don't go home."
"A ride?"
Xia Mang shook his head again, feeling increasingly dizzy. The past flashed through his mind. Four years had been a long slide show. The pain that he had been trying hard to suppress over the past few days had exploded. His heart seemed to have stopped beating, and he could not catch his breath. Even breathing brought with it a bone-chilling pain.
"Is it convenient to go to your house? Or a hotel? Although the hotel was so dirty that I couldn't sleep.”
As the car drove through the city streets, Xiamang's voice was very soft, but it was painful to hear. The man tightened his grip on the steering wheel and returned to normal in an instant. It was a good car, a Ferrari 599 GTL. Such a good car was not common in this city, so Xiamang was not surprised when the man drove into the Central Garden.
He wasn't in the mood to look at the apartment, nor was there a need to. The Central Garden was the top residential area in the city. The bed was very big, and it was a light gray and white checkered series. It was clean. Xiamang was lying on the bed, allowing the man to kiss every inch of her body, starting from her ankles.
Her heart was clearly in pain, but she wanted to fall asleep. The man lowered his head, and Xia Mang instinctively turned away. The man's lips landed on Xia Mang's cheek. Wen Hao…Xia Mang woke up and tried to push the man away, but the man pulled off the hairband on Xia Mang's head. He quickly grabbed Xia Mang's hands and raised them above Xia Mang's head. He straightened his body and entered Xia Mang's body.
"It hurts!" Xia Mang screamed and instinctively arched her body. Large drops of tears rolled down her cheeks and into her hair.
The man was obviously stunned. He stopped moving his body and narrowed his eyes to size up the person under him. Xia Mang turned his head away and did not look at him. He struggled with tears streaming down his face, as if he wanted to push the tearing pain out of his body, or rather, he wished that the pain had never happened. However, when he moved his body, the discomfort in his lower body became stronger and stronger. Xia Mang could not help but let out a soft moan. The man let go of Xia Mang's hand and put his hand behind her back, pulling her into his embrace.
There was no climax like the rumors said. Pain and discomfort ran through her from beginning to end. The image of Wen Hao in his mind gradually blurred with the tears that kept flowing out of the corners of his eyes. How could his heart not ache for his first love for four whole years? He wanted to use the pain in his body to numb the pain in his heart, but in the end, it only made him feel more pain. There was only one point. Xia Mang knew how unwilling she was to end a relationship like this. However, after tonight, she would not feel indignant anymore because she no longer had the right to do so.
The man carried Xiamang into the bathroom and placed her in the bathtub filled with hot water. Before closing the door, he said that soaking in the hot water would relieve her pain.
The bathroom in the master bedroom was very clean, so clean that it seemed like it had never been used before. Xiamang was half-lying in a luxurious bathtub that was twice the size of an ordinary bathtub. She buried her face deep in the water until she could barely hold her breath. She suddenly raised her head, and her long black hair was wet and stuck to her cheek. She wanted to cry out loud, but she realized that she had no tears.
A phone rang outside the bathroom. Then, she heard the man's voice. She could not hear what he was saying, and she was not interested in listening. After a while, she suddenly heard the sound of the door closing. It was not loud, but she could still tell that only the door of the apartment could have such a deep sound. He went out? Xiamang crossed her arms and looked around the bathroom. This place didn't seem like it was frequented by people. They were really rich. Even the place where they had an affair was so luxurious! He couldn't be coming back, right? That was good, so it wouldn't be awkward.
Xiamang washed her body again and again until her skin was as red as cooked prawns. She should leave this place immediately, but she was in such a sorry state. She could not stand it for even a moment. If not for the pain in her body being so clear and real, she would have thought that everything that had happened just now and everything that had happened tonight was just a rebellious or somewhat ridiculous dream.
He got up and dried himself, only to find that his clothes were still outside. Xiamang grabbed a towel and wrapped it around herself. When she lifted her foot, she felt as if she could not walk. He really deserved the outcome of indulging in lust!
She walked out of the bathroom with light footsteps. As expected, there was no one there! Xia Mang felt a little relieved as she searched for the clothes on the floor near the bed, but she did not dare to look up at the messy bed.
"What are you looking for?"
A man's voice! Xia Mang was shocked. She loosened her grip on the towel and the towel fell to the ground. She hurriedly picked it up and wrapped it around her body. Her face quickly turned hot. She lowered her head and curled up on the floor, not daring to look back at the owner of the voice. She stammered,"S-socks, my socks.”
The man found Xia Mang's socks in just two seconds. He walked to Xia Mang and handed it over. Xiamang's gaze was only at the height of the socks. She did not dare to look at the man's face at all. She grabbed it anxiously and put it on in a hurry. Then, she blushed and realized that the socks were on, and her clothes were on the floor. She was still wrapped in a towel.
"You…get out." Xia Mang turned his head and whispered. She wanted to be as indifferent as she was just now, or like any other mature woman, to be able to keep a straight face after such a thing happened. However, Xia Mang could not do it. Her body's reaction was out of her control, and she felt her face burning hot. She did not have the courage to wrap herself in a towel, pick up her clothes on the floor, and rush back to the bathroom. Therefore, she could only ask someone to leave, even though that person was the owner of the room.
The sound of the door closing rang out behind her. Xiamang had learned her lesson and stayed in her thoughts. She turned around and looked around before running to the master bedroom bathroom to check. Finally, she ran to the bedroom door and carefully put on the safety. Only then did she change her clothes in a relaxed manner. She picked up her bag and was about to leave when she stepped back and went into the bathroom to find a hairdryer to dry her hair. If he went home so late, he would definitely wake up his parents if he had to dry his hair in the bathroom. He had to endure it in this apartment.
Standing in front of the sink, Xia Mang lowered her head, not daring to look at herself in the mirror. She only pretended to blow-dry her hair carefully. When she was mostly dry, she put the hairdryer back in its original place. She turned around and was surprised to see the man standing outside the bathroom with his arms crossed. He was wearing a light gray sweater and beige casual pants, and water was still dripping from the ends of his hair.
Was he too careless to hear the sound of the door opening, or was there another small room connected to this bedroom? Xiamang lowered her head slightly and walked past the man. She picked up her bag and was about to leave.
"Your scarf." It was a man's voice.
Xia Mang touched her neck and turned her head. Indeed, the man was holding her scarf in his hand. It was a long scarf with a geometric pattern. It was a gift she received on her first Valentine's Day with Wen Hao. Xia Mang liked it very much. She had been reluctant to keep it in her chest for so many years.
Xiamang turned around and reached out to take it back, but the man spoke again,""I'll send you back. It's not easy to call a taxi at this late hour.”
"No need. The later it is, the easier it is to fight.”Xia Mang lowered his head. His voice had returned to its usual calmness and indifference.
"Then leave me your number." The man didn't let go and looked at Xia Mang thoughtfully.
A one-night stand turned into a multi-night stand? Xia Mang was furious and pulled the scarf back into her hands. She sneered,""If you want a phone number, go and publish it in the newspaper yourself, or post it online with your family background. I'm afraid the line of people who want to sign up will stretch from the east gate to the west gate! Goodbye forever!"
After saying that, Xia Mang walked out quickly. The man did not follow. The sound of the door opening and closing rang loudly in the middle of the night. The man turned to look at the dark red blood on the big bed and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips.
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