Even when cornered in a deserted spot by a tall man, she was powerless, left to the mercy of that detestable man.
The girl might not have realized how maddening she looked when she cried.
It made one want to both pity her and bully her further.
The man's palm was rough, too much for her delicate skin.
The rough pads of his fingers absentmindedly wiped her tear-streaked eyes.
Instantly, his fingertips were also moistened by her tears.
The coarse pads slowly slid down. He applied significant pressure, sinking into her soft flesh as if punishing or venting, making the girl's face ache.
His movements were crude, raising goosebumps on her skin.
She was so terrified she could barely speak.
The girl bit her pale pink lip, her eyes flushed at the corners. Large teardrops fell one by one, a picture of tragic beauty, captivating and moving.
Tears choking her voice, she pleaded, "Please... let me go, I have a lot of money... and I promise I won't tell anyone..."
She was still naively believing this man was only after her money.
Her voice was laced with sobs, pitiful and adorable. The man, however, had no mind to listen to her anymore. His gaze was fixed on something else, drawn to the bitten, luscious lip before him. A breath of fragrance escaped her when she spoke.
The scent made the man dizzy, his mind struck as if by a heavy hammer, roaring with a sudden blankness. His bloodshot eyes fixed on that.
His tall nose moved closer, and the fragrance intensified.
He now knew exactly where the most potent scent emanated from.
His large hand, gripping the girl's wrist, tightened. He abruptly and eagerly lowered his head and bit down.
The girl's tear-filled eyes widened. Her mouth was filled with a faint scent of tobacco, but soon, it was overtaken by the taste of blood.
The stinging on her lips and tongue made the girl's tears stream down even harder.
Perhaps it was due to the man's excessive excitement, but he kissed with great force and no finesse. It was a kiss unlike any kiss.
The man's breathing grew more erratic. He released the hand that had been restraining the girl, his broad palm sliding down her hair. He cupped her face with both hands.
The girl was stunned. Her tongue was broken, and the stinging pain made her sob, "Don't do this... it hurts..."
That soft, plaintive voice was like a newborn kitten reaching for his heart with its soft paws.
It also jolted the man, who had been lost in his own obsession. He raised his eyelids and met the girl's watery gaze. As if electrocuted, he quickly withdrew his tongue and fled.
Shen Yue, with a pale face, crouched on the ground. She wiped the saliva from her lips and chin, accidentally touching her wound and wincing in pain as tears welled up again.
Her mouth still tasted of smoke and blood. Moving her tongue hurt, and she wiped her tears with red eyes.
After a moment, she stood up and walked a few steps, only to find that the large bouquet of roses was gone. Only a few petals and some severed rose heads remained, as if they had been heavily trampled on.
[System, was that the big villain?]
System: [...] Yes, are you alright?]
Shen Yue tied her scarf tighter: [I'm fine, my mouth just hurts a lot, and my face too.]
The system felt heartbroken: [Why are you so foolish? You could have bitten him back!]
Shen Yue froze: [...How do I bite back?]
System: [However the big villain bit you, you bite him back the same way. If you don't, wasn't he biting you for nothing? You're at a disadvantage, do you know that?]
Shen Yue: [...]
It seemed no matter whether she bit back or not, she was the one who would lose.
Shen Yue fell silent for a moment, then hesitantly asked, [Do you know what we were doing just now?]
The system's tone was indignant: [Of course, I know! The big villain was eating your mouth, I saw it all. He even bit your chin! He's too wicked!]
Shen Yue remained silent, sensing from the system's tone that it truly believed it was a simple bite, devoid of any ulterior meaning.
[Can you see these things in the future?]
The system asked innocently: [What things.]
Shen Yue found it difficult to articulate: [...Just when the big villain bites me...]
The system seemed to understand vaguely: [No, once it's below the neck, I'll be blocked and unable to see.]
Shen Yue breathed a sigh of relief. She was truly afraid that she might corrupt the system. If such a pure data became perverted, it wouldn't be good.
Shen Yue accepted Bai Bo's flowers not to provoke the big villain, but for the sake of her character. Being confessed to by the entire school would surely make the original host happy, satisfying her vanity. If she had turned and walked away or coldly refused, it would not have aligned with her character. The original host was a white lotus, appearing pure on the outside but harboring darkness within.
She didn't like Bai Bo, but that didn't mean she disliked being doted upon. Her failure to refuse him outright was to make Bai Bo believe he still had a chance.
Unfortunately, Shen Yue still needed to make things clear with Bai Bo.
The weather on Saturday was beautiful, bright and sunny.
Bai Bo's mood was even better than the sunshine. He woke up early, tidied himself up, styled his hair with gel, and meticulously chose his clothes, even spraying on perfume. After all this effort, Bai Bo still wasn't entirely satisfied with his reflection.
Would black be too dull?
So, he changed into a coffee-colored coat. He adjusted his hair, ensuring it was immaculate before heading out.
He arrived at the coffee shop early to wait. Bai Bo checked his phone and realized he was an hour early. Feeling nervous and restless, he couldn't help but look around.
This might be his first truly meaningful date. For him, Shen Yue's acceptance of his roses meant she had accepted him. Last night, Shen Yue had texted saying she wanted to meet today, which he had automatically interpreted as a date.
He used his phone to check his hairstyle; it wasn't messy, he looked handsome.
Shen Yue arrived ten minutes early, surprised to find Bai Bo already there.
"Have you been waiting long?"
Shen Yue sat down and noticed that the young man looked exceptionally different today, though she couldn't pinpoint where the change was.
Bai Bo, in a gentlemanly manner, pushed the drinks menu towards Shen Yue, "Take a look and see what you'd like to drink."
Coffee was bitter, and Shen Yue preferred milk tea. She casually ordered a cup.
Bai Bo, usually lively, was now shy. He nervously stirred his coffee, lacking his usual confident swagger.
The milk tea was ready and served shortly. Shen Yue took a sip; it was sweet and rich, but she liked it.
"Bai Bo."
"I'm here!"
The young man's back straightened involuntarily. His thin lips pressed together, and his eyes shone as he gazed at her.
The girl, with a face like fine jade, curved her pale pink lips, dimples appearing. Her smile carried a fresh, gentle aura, her voice soft and pleasant, both pure and alluring.
As if embarrassed, she touched her earlobes, which were like white jade.