#49: You Can Try It on My Bed

Cheng Mi stepped forward. Si Tingyan completely ignored her and was in a standoff with Chen Zhaochi.

If this continued, someone would die.

Cheng Mi tried to stop Si Tingyan.

Si Tingyan was indifferent.

Chen Zhaochi was still tightly holding the small knife. Another slash, both ruthless and decisive, landed on Si Tingyan’s wrist.

And it was impossible to snatch it away. There was nothing she could do. A lunatic like Chen Zhaochi might do something even more insane if she tried to snatch the knife.

Cheng Mi lost her mind: “Chen Zhaochi!”

But even so, Si Tingyan was not at a disadvantage.

Si Tingyan’s fingers tightened more and more, so fiercely that Chen Zhaochi’s face began to flush with blood, even more so than when Chen Zhaochi was doing the same to Cheng Mi.

With the force, a trace of blood trickled down his wrist, but Si Tingyan seemed to feel no pain.

Cheng Mi knew that this was the only way to make him stop. She directly grabbed Si Tingyan’s wrist.

Chen Zhaochi’s knife had already come down, and Cheng Mi had gotten her hand in the way.

She didn’t let go or flinch at all.

The blade was thin and sharp. This time, it didn’t land on Si Tingyan’s wrist, but on the back of Cheng Mi’s hand, carving a sharp cut.

Si Tingyan’s eyes finally moved away from Chen Zhaochi’s face. The first second they landed on the hand that was wrapped around his wrist.

A thin red line on her fair skin was particularly jarring.

Si Tingyan looked up at Cheng Mi, and a little of the calmness in his eyes faded. A suffocating, suppressed emotion surged beneath the surface.

“Let go, do you hear me?”

Cheng Mi faintly heard a hint of ferocity in his voice.

But she didn’t move: “You let go, or I’ll keep holding on like this.”

Si Tingyan stared at her.

Chen Zhaochi found it interesting. It would be very fun to torment Si Tingyan using Cheng Mi.

Si Tingyan was a lunatic, and he had to choose whether to let the dark side of his nature continue to run wild or to protect Cheng Mi.

Thinking of this, Chen Zhaochi wasn’t gentle either. The knife came down suddenly.

But Si Tingyan chose the latter.

He let go of Chen Zhaochi’s neck, which he had been tightly gripping, and violently twisted Chen Zhaochi’s hand.

Chen Zhaochi’s blade hadn’t even touched Cheng Mi.

And it was at this moment that Chen Zhaochi let go of the small folded knife he was tightly holding. It clattered onto the table.

In his hand, he grabbed a beer bottle and violently smashed it against Si Tingyan’s head.

But the sound of glass shattering against a person’s skull didn’t ring out.

Instead, the glass shattered into pieces on the concrete ground.

Si Tingyan’s movements were faster than Chen Zhaochi’s. He had already pulled Cheng Mi to safety.

Cheng Mi had always been thinking of pulling Si Tingyan away, so her reaction was also quick, and she didn’t hold him back.

The barbecue stall owner heard the noise and rushed out of the store, trying to stop them from making a mess of the stall again.

A few troublemakers also happened to come out of the supermarket not far away after buying cigarettes.

They were friends who had been drinking with Chen Zhaochi. When they saw the scene, one of them rushed over, cursing.

They were outnumbered. Only a fool would stay in this situation.

Cheng Mi pulled Si Tingyan and ran, but then hesitated for a second because of his heart condition.

Before she could make a choice, her hand was tightly clasped by Si Tingyan.

The night wind quickly swept past their ears.

Cheng Mi was a little surprised. With Si Tingyan’s personality, he would never run away, even if it meant death.

Now that he was pulling her and running, the reason was not hard to figure out.

It was because of her.

He didn’t care about his own life, but she was different.

There was no wind tonight. The night was still. Now, the wind was surging past them like waves.

The streets in the old city were a maze, with streetlights and darkness alternating.

Time was stretched out. She didn’t know how many streets and alleys they ran through until finally, the sound of footsteps behind them was gone. The sound of the wind in their ears finally stopped in a small alley.

The alley was narrow and dark, with a few clumps of weeds by the wall and not a single bit of light.

As soon as they stopped, two seconds later, Si Tingyan’s back leaned against the wall.

His posture was still straight.

His expression was serious, and his eyes were closed, as if he was enduring something, but he didn’t look flustered at all.

Borrowing from the darkness of the night, Cheng Mi could see Si Tingyan’s face clearly. It was pale with a hint of cold determination.

After running so fast, Cheng Mi’s heart was also racing.

A few seconds passed, and Si Tingyan’s eyes, which always seemed a little cold, opened a crack. His gaze landed directly on Cheng Mi.

Cheng Mi was also looking at him.

After running intensely, half of her jacket had fallen from her shoulders, and her long hair was loose from the wind.

Something was heating up in their eyes in the darkness, along with their increasingly frantic heartbeats.

Regardless of the now or the future, rationality was being burned by a fire, and lust was being left to run wild in the air.

A few strands of Cheng Mi’s long hair were blocking her eyes. She raised her hand, and the hair was tucked behind her head between her fingers. Then, without a moment of hesitation, she leaned in.

Cheng Mi’s lips bit and kissed Si Tingyan’s lips.

Si Tingyan’s chaste demeanor remained unshaken in the midst of arousal.

But almost at the same time, as soon as Cheng Mi’s lips touched his, the back of her neck was grabbed and pulled in.

The five fingers that had just violently squeezed Chen Zhaochi’s neck.

In just a few seconds, Cheng Mi’s leading position was taken away.

Their four lips were like dry firewood and a fierce fire. It wasn’t a gentle, lingering kiss.

Si Tingyan was holding the back of Cheng Mi’s neck. The little bit of blood from his wrist rubbed against the area below Cheng Mi’s ear. Cheng Mi could feel the sticky, cold bloodstain.

Compared to the past, they were much more reckless today. Their breathing was chaotic in the small alley.

If they couldn’t cut off the deadly entanglement between their bones, then they would fall into sin and be entangled all the way to the afterlife.

In the end, their chests slightly heaved and separated, with only their breaths intertwined.

Cheng Mi and Si Tingyan didn’t say a word, just stared intently into each other’s eyes.

They didn’t talk about what had just happened in front of the barbecue stall. They didn’t talk about Chen Zhaochi, and they didn’t talk about the future.

Finally, Cheng Mi was the first to speak: “Let’s go to the hospital.”

Si Tingyan didn’t say anything. He took her hand and left the alley.

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The emergency room was brightly lit. There was a parking lot full of cars outside.

When the doctor was bandaging Si Tingyan, Cheng Mi was by his side, holding his phone for him.

Si Tingyan’s wound was deeper than Cheng Mi’s, but it wasn’t too serious. It didn’t hit an artery underneath, and he didn’t lose too much blood. The doctor treated the wound, bandaged it, and then had him go to the counter to get some ointment.

The bloodstain on the back of Cheng Mi’s hand was also simply disinfected and treated.

When Si Tingyan went to get the medicine, Cheng Mi went to a convenience store next to the hospital to buy a bottle of water. When she came back to the hospital, Si Tingyan was not yet out.

There were still a few people in line at the medicine counter in the middle of the night.

Cheng Mi didn’t go in. She stood at the door and waited for him, inhaling the cool air into her lungs.

It was only at this moment that Cheng Mi’s mind truly calmed down and became clear.

There was a knot tied between her and Si Tingyan, and there was no way to untie it.

She waited for a while and still didn’t see Si Tingyan. Cheng Mi was about to go in and look for him when her fingers, which were resting on her crossed arms, accidentally pressed the phone she was holding.

The screen lit up and unlocked directly.

This was Si Tingyan’s phone. It had no password.

Cheng Mi wasn’t intentionally prying into Si Tingyan’s information. Her eyes just subconsciously glanced over, and then her gaze paused slightly.

The phone screen was not the home screen. It was a dark black background, and the page was the text message inbox.

It was a text message inbox, but there was only one text message conversation box in it. The rest of the page was completely empty.

And Cheng Mi couldn’t be more familiar with the phone number and the content of that text message conversation.

It was her number, and the last text message she had sent him many days ago.

At that time, it was almost time for self-study class to end. She had sent him two words.

[Wait for me.]

And that day, Si Tingyan really waited for her, but he didn’t get to see her.

That day was the first time Chen Zhaochi came to find her after he arrived in Fengxun. She didn’t go to him.

The two words floating there now seemed a little jarring.

Cheng Mi’s fingertip tapped into it. As expected, from the first text message she had sent him when she started pursuing him to the last one, they were all completely in his text messages.

[Your future girlfriend’s phone number.]

[Classmate Si, do you see the Wangzai Milk on your desk?]

[Tonight, teach me a question when you get home.]

[Wait for me after school.]

[Go for it.]

...

[Wait for me.]

In his text messages, there was only her.

Cheng Mi felt a strange blockage in her chest.

She remembered when she first started pursuing Si Tingyan, one time when Si Tingyan was representing the school in a robotics competition, she had sent him a pointless text message to bother him, just two words: “Go for it.”

When Si Tingyan came back that time, she was sure that he had seen the message. She asked Si Tingyan if her text message was marked as read among all the text messages on his phone.

At that time, Si Tingyan left her with a sentence that she didn’t understand. He said she didn’t guess correctly.

Now Cheng Mi knew what was wrong with her words back then.

She had said that he had a lot of text messages on his phone.

There were a lot of people pursuing Si Tingyan. At the time, Cheng Mi thought his text message inbox must be full of text messages from girls pursuing him, but there were no messages from anyone else on Si Tingyan’s phone.

Only hers.

A few seconds later, Cheng Mi closed Si Tingyan’s phone.

Not long after, Si Tingyan came out: “Let’s go.”

Cheng Mi looked at him: “Okay.”

She didn’t mention the text messages to Si Tingyan, and she didn’t give him his phone back either.

Si Tingyan didn’t ask her for it.

The two of them hailed a taxi from the emergency room and went home. It was late at night, and the house was quiet. The light in the hallway was still on.

It was obvious that Si Tingyan had turned it on before he left. Cheng Mi asked him: “You went out as soon as I did?”

Si Tingyan glanced at her, too lazy to say anything, and walked toward his room: “Go take a shower.”

Cheng Mi had worked late at the quiet bar tonight and then went out to look for Li Chu. She hadn’t taken a shower yet.

Si Tingyan knew her whereabouts perfectly.

If she remembered correctly, Cheng Mi remembered that when she came home tonight, she had subconsciously glanced at Si Tingyan’s room, and the lights in his room were off.

Cheng Mi was a few steps behind him and said leisurely: “You were lying in bed listening to me.”

Si Tingyan was about to enter his room and glanced at her.

The living room lights were not on. The light from the hallway extended onto the floor, but only a faint light was left here.

Cheng Mi’s next sentence was directed at Si Tingyan: “Do you ever do anything in bed?”

This sentence didn’t mention that topic at all, but they both knew exactly what it meant.

Did he use his hands while watching and listening to her?

Si Tingyan’s pupils were almost integrated with the darkness of the night, but they were still very noticeable. His gaze was locked on Cheng Mi.

He didn’t hide it at all. Every word in his voice was a seduction.

“You can try it on my bed.”

After saying that, he pushed the door open and went in.

After he went in, Si Tingyan’s door remained open. It wasn’t closed.