"Where are you going?" Song Duanli had just sat on the sofa, wanting to talk to her, but when he looked up, he saw her walking straight into the room, not even looking at him.
Hearing his voice, Shen Jianxi stopped in her tracks and said coldly without turning back, "To sleep. Is there something?"
Song Duanli was so provoked by her tone that he instinctively wanted to get angry. He took a few deep breaths, trying to make his voice as gentle as possible, "Come sit down, let's talk properly."
Here it comes!
Shen Jianxi curled her lips. When she turned around, her face was still indifferent. She crossed her arms and sat on the single sofa, leaning back lazily as if she had no bones. She lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, not looking at him.
Song Duanli felt a vein throb in his temple. Despite his efforts to suppress his anger, his words still came out blunt, "Why did you go to the bar today?"
"I went because I wanted to."
He took a deep breath and continued, "Is that guy your friend?"
"He was, but not anymore."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean he's my boyfriend now."
After saying that, Shen Jianxi placed her hands on her lap and looked up at him provocatively.
Did you not say you liked me?
This was what he wanted to ask, but what came out of his mouth was instead—
"Do you just love hooking up with guys so much?"
Shen Jianxi let out a mocking laugh, "Yeah, so what? I'm not hooking up with you anyway."
The pain in her eyes instantly pierced Song Duanli's heart. He wanted to comfort her, but his pride wouldn't allow him to say anything weak, "If you're that desperate for a man, why don't you try me."
"Hah! Dream on! I'd rather find anyone than you!"
"Sorry, anyone but you will do," Shen Jianxi added with a scoff.
It was as if she were mocking his presumption.
"Why......" He instinctively wanted to ask why.
His anger flared up. He stood up and walked to her, looking down at her.
An oppressive aura washed over her.
Shen Jianxi looked up at him with a cold smile, not backing down.
Her attitude only intensified Song Duanli's rage.
She clearly liked him!
How could she like someone else?!
Yes, she must like him.
As if convincing himself, Song Duanli stopped talking and directly grabbed her wrist, forcefully dragging her towards his bedroom.
Shen Jianxi's legs were a bit short at the moment, and being pulled along, she could only stumble after him.
"What are you doing! Let go of me!"
She squirmed and struggled. The grip on her wrist tightened, as if intending to crush it.
Her struggles were futile against Song Duanli; they couldn't move him at all. She was helplessly dragged into the room.
The furniture in Song Duanli's bedroom was mostly dark, much like his personality – somber.
Putting on an act! she thought to herself, but her expression became even more fearful.
Looking at the locked door and the man closing in, she retreated, saying in a panicked voice, "What do you want to do?!"
Song Duanli's expression at this moment was like a predator locking onto its prey. His eyes only saw her; everything else vanished in that instant.
One,
two,
three,
......
His movements were slow and deliberate.
Shen Jianxi swallowed hard, stiffening her neck to avoid showing fear. She looked at him and said, "Song Duanli, you, you calm down." However, her voice faltered into a stutter.
An instant immersion into the role.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, Big Brother."
"Big Brother, please be normal. I'm scared."
She kept backing away until her calves tripped, and she fell onto the bed.
Seizing the opportunity while Song Duanli wasn't reacting, Shen Jianxi forcefully pushed him aside, slipped out from under his arm, and ran to the door.
Song Duanli stood there, looking at her with complete confidence.
Shen Jianxi twisted the doorknob with all her might, but the door wouldn't open.
Tsk, no wonder he wasn't in a hurry.
The next second, she pounded on the door, crying and begging, "Big Brother, I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong."
"Open the door!"
"Host, you..."
"77, look at my crying scene, isn't it amazing!" she boasted to 77 internally as she cried.
"...Yes."
What a waste of emotion! It had thought the host was genuinely sad and scared, and had been worried.
It was so foolish to believe its troublesome host.
Losing patience with her cat-and-mouse game, Song Duanli strode over and, under the girl's terrified gaze, pulled her into his arms.
"Song Duanli, no, Big Brother, don't do this!"
Instinctively not wanting to hear her next words, Song Duanli kissed her red lips.
He restrained her with one hand, took off his bothersome jacket with the other, grabbed her waist, and lifted her up forcefully, trapping her between himself and the door.
Shen Jianxi turned her head to dodge, and his kiss landed on her cheek.
Tears fell as if they were free.
Feeling the salty taste in his mouth, Song Duanli hesitated for a moment.
This is madness, everything is madness, was his only thought at the moment, but he didn't want to calm down.
He kissed her lips again.
He kissed her for a long time, until she struggled to breathe.
Shen Jianxi's lips, teeth, and nose were filled with his scent.
"Be sober!" Her voice, filled with fear, made Song Duanli's heart tremble.
But he couldn't turn back.
Song Duanli was much more careful now.
He showed immense patience, constantly observing her expression.
"Get lost..." she roared weakly, only to be kissed again.
Shen Jianxi's eyes were filled with tears.
This sight made him incredibly infatuated.
Clouds obscured the moon, and the room was plunged into complete darkness.
77: "Beep! Favorability +20, current Song Duanli favorability is 61."
Damn dog man!
This was Shen Jianxi's last thought.
......
Her mind was blank as she stared at the ceiling.
She didn't say a word, her eyes vacant, tears silently streaming down her face.
Shen Jianxi's despairing aura made Song Duanli's heart ache, and he pulled her into his embrace.
His movements were careful, as if she were something fragile.
He regretted it.
He regretted losing control just now.
He gently patted her back, coaxing her to sleep like a child.
She softly closed her eyes, and a single tear trickled from the corner of her eye.
"I hate you." This was the last sentence she spoke that night, her voice hoarse.
"Hate me then."
He hated himself too.
Song Duanli knew that nothing he did now could salvage the situation.
She would never forgive him.
He closed his eyes, savoring a moment of peace.
For a brief moment, the two of them seemed to have an oddly harmonious atmosphere.
"Song Qi will go crazy when he gets back, won't he?" 77 suddenly appeared and said faintly.
Shen Jianxi choked, closed her eyes, unwilling to discuss it with 77 and ruin her mood.
She almost broke character.
There were still things to do tomorrow.
She needed to hurry and sleep, and be ready to face tomorrow.