Returning - Chapter 141
Chapter 141: The Original Beauty
In his heart, what kind of person was Tang Xi?
Ling Jianwei couldn't quite say.
At that age of first awakening affections, he hadn't yet understood what love was. All he knew was that from the very first moment he saw her, everything about her was incomparably beautiful.
Back then, his heart harbored no romantic fantasies, nor did he find Zhuang Ye's status as her boyfriend particularly difficult to accept.
He simply liked seeing her smile, liked listening to her speak, and wanted to be with her every single day.
But later, when did things start to change?
Probably from the moment he witnessed something he shouldn't have, starting with that strange dream of his.
That morning, after leaving home, he went to University City as usual to find Zhuang Ye and Tang Xi. They had never shown any displeasure at his presence. Having grown up always hanging around Zhuang Ye, it hadn't yet occurred to him that now that Zhuang Ye had a girlfriend, he should appropriately keep his distance.
He went to the bookstore, but it wasn't open yet, so out of habit, he headed to Zhuang Ye's apartment.
He had always had a key to the place, so when he reached the door, he naturally unlocked it and walked in. The living room was empty. Just as he was about to call out and ask if they were home, he heard some rustling sounds coming from the kitchen.
It was the kitchen, not some inappropriate place. It never crossed his mind that walking over would be improper. But when he reached the kitchen doorway, he was suddenly shocked wide-eyed by the scene inside, frozen in place.
Tang Xi, whom he thought would be cooking, was sitting on the countertop. Her dress was undone, its hem flipped upward. Apart from the fabric bunched around her waist covering a small part of her body, everywhere else was completely bare before his eyes.
That was the first time he had ever seen a woman's naked body. Full breasts, slender waist, long legs, and especially… Zhuang Ye's head buried between her thighs.
He had always been a top student and had paid close attention in biology class. Even without having ever witnessed such a scene, or having seen any pictures or videos, he knew exactly what they were doing.
But witnessing such a scene firsthand was simply too overwhelming a shock.
By the time he reacted, his reason had already preemptively told him he should leave immediately. Yet his legs seemed to disobey, refusing to move no matter what.
The two inside were deeply absorbed and completely unaware of his presence outside. And he just stood there, dumbstruck, watching from close range a Tang Xi he had never seen before, unfamiliar yet somehow more captivating than ever.
Her hands were braced behind her on the countertop, both legs draped over Zhuang Ye's shoulders, swinging slightly. Her entire body trembled incessantly. The two mounds of pale, quivering flesh on her chest swayed in a particularly eye-catching manner. Her flushed face and tightly shut eyes bore an expression that seemed like pain, yet also bliss.
"Does that feel good?"
The moment Zhuang Ye's hoarse voice sounded, Ling Jianwei jolted violently, fright making him retreat immediately to the side. His heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest.
He couldn't even tell whether his already racing heartbeat and quickened breath were due to the guilt of spying on someone else's private moment, or for some other reason.
It was only once he had calmed down slightly that he noticed a certain reaction had already stirred in his groin. It was like that embarrassing reaction he sometimes had upon waking in the morning, yet this time somehow felt different from before.
"Mmm… gentler… it feels so good…"
He heard Tang Xi's voice, even gentler and more alluring than usual. That tone was like a hook, scratching lightly at his heart, making his entire chest itch, and the abnormal reaction down below grew even stronger.
"You're always so wet, I can't even drink it all. How can you produce this much water?"
Even though they had grown up together and he had occasionally heard Zhuang Ye speak crudely, Ling Jianwei still felt that at this moment, Zhuang Ye seemed like a different person. Just hearing those words was enough to make him blush furiously, his face full of disbelief.
"Ah… don't… stop licking… mmph… I'm… almost there…"
Even though he could no longer see the scene inside, listening to her violent gasps and fragmented moans, that image he had just witnessed kept surfacing before his eyes: her breasts, her waist, her legs, and Zhuang Ye's head buried between her thighs.
He even found himself, based on his limited biological knowledge, imagining another place he had never seen before, the place Zhuang Ye's lips and tongue were currently touching…
That day, he didn't even know how he left the apartment. All he knew was that just before quietly retreating, he couldn't help stealing one last glance inside.
Zhuang Ye had already lifted his head from between her legs and was kissing her lips while thrusting his waist against her. Her breasts were tightly squeezed in Zhuang Ye's hands, deformed by the pressure. Then Zhuang Ye lowered his head again, taking a trembling peak into his mouth, sucking until wet sounds could be heard.
And even though her voice carried a tearful tone, he could still tell that she was probably experiencing extreme pleasure.
That day, through those shameful words, he came to know another Zhuang Ye.
That day, that seductive female body, those delicate moans, inexplicably took root in his heart, never to be dispelled.
That night, the scene from the daytime reappeared exactly in his dream. Only in the dream, the one buried between her legs, the one holding her while thrusting continuously, was no longer Zhuang Ye, but had become him.
After that day, he could never again face Tang Xi with the same ease as before.
Although he used to get nervous talking to her, would blush and stammer, that had just been his natural physical reaction. He never felt particularly guilty about it.
But after that day, he no longer even had the courage to meet her gaze.
Even more shamefully, those intimate, erotic images appeared in his dreams every night after that. And he didn't just have physiological reactions in his dreams. Many times, even in broad daylight in public, the moment he thought of her or saw her, he would inexplicably recall the scene in the kitchen that day, every scene from his dreams, and then involuntarily get an erection.
He was deeply distressed by this, finding it extremely embarrassing. Yet, without any teacher, he also learned, while thinking of her, to relieve his desires by his own hand.
He hated his own shamelessness and depravity, yet he fell into it again and again, unable to control himself.
He felt he had let Tang Xi down and let Zhuang Ye down as well. But he also felt with increasing clarity that Zhuang Ye's status as her boyfriend was something he found harder and harder to accept.
He envied Zhuang Ye, envied that he could possess such a beautiful Tang Xi.
But while he envied, he was also helpless.
He knew perfectly well in his heart that Tang Xi belonged to Zhuang Ye. In her eyes and in her heart, there was only Zhuang Ye alone. The look in her eyes when she looked at him was clearly different from when she looked at Zhuang Ye.
But so what?
He still wanted, just as before, to see her all the time. Her smile, her voice, everything about her was incomparable in his heart.
Though distant, it had always been flawless.
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