Chapter 164: past and pain
Chapter 164 The past and pain
Her breathing gradually became faster, and her hands climbed onto his shoulders. It felt very solid, like climbing up a mountain in the wilderness.
He was encouraged to unbutton her pajamas with one hand.
Her brain was in a daze, catering to him, but some unsavory fragment flashed through her trance, overlapping with the scene in front of her. The huge villa in the memory, the hands handcuffed behind the back, the devilish man...
With her heart trembling, Xia Ling regained some clarity from her sinking state, "Li Lei," her breathing was unstable and intermittent, "Don't, don't do this..."
By this time, Li Lei could no longer hear anything, and his movements gradually became more intense. The feeling of panic and uneasiness grew endlessly in Xia Ling's heart, and the fragments in her memories became clearer and clearer. The same was true for the demonic man...
“No!” She turned pale and suddenly screamed, desperately reaching out to push Li Lei.
I don’t know how much strength she used, but by the time she reacted, she had already broken away from him. She was so frightened that she stepped back on her hands and knees until her thin back was pressed against the cold wall.
“Xiao Ling…”
“Don’t come here!” She looked at him fearfully, and even her voice changed.
Li Lei's eyes flashed with hurt, but he stopped trying to get closer to her. His clothes were disheveled, and the confusion in his eyes had not faded away, but he used his strong self-control to restrain himself from doing anything to hurt her. "Why?" he asked hoarsely.
Why was it that when they were fine just now, she suddenly pushed him away in fear?
Xia Ling didn't know how to answer, she lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him. She knew he didn't mean any harm, he just liked her so much that she couldn't help it. They were already lovers, and it was natural that what happened would happen, but... something went wrong, and the one who made the mistake was not him, but her. She couldn't control her body, couldn't overcome the inner rejection and fear at that moment. That feeling was branded into the depths of her soul by the devilish man, indelible and unforgettable.
This frightened her deeply.
“Xiao Ling…” There was worry in his tone.
“I’m fine, let me stay by myself for a while.” She said softly, hugging herself tightly.
"If you don't want to, I won't force you." His voice came, very low and slow, "We want to spend a lifetime together, and I will wait until the day you are willing."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the bedroom.
The surroundings became quiet, a dark cloud blocked the morning sun, and the light in the room became dark. Xia Ling remained motionless, the heat of her body cooling down little by little in the air. She recalled what Pei Ziheng said at that time -
"Xiao Ling, you want to escape? It's impossible. Your body will always remember me and only recognize me."
Is this Stockholm Syndrome? After experiencing that kind of twisted whipping, confinement and love, could she really only recognize Pei Ziheng? She would reject and resist any other man who touched her?
Even if the body has been changed in another life, the soul is still deeply imprinted?
She didn’t dare to think about it any more.
She huddled up in a small ball in her bedroom, trembling, and sat quietly all day. When it got dark, she was so scared that she couldn't see her fingers. She dragged her numb legs and staggered to turn on the light, only to realize that Li Lei was already gone.
In the living room, the window was half open, letting in a cool breeze. But the remaining smell of smoke cannot be blown away.
She had never seen him smoking, but now, a crystal plate on the coffee table was full of cigarette butts.
There was a small note under the plate.
—I’m leaving, and I may not be able to return to the country during this time. Take care of yourself and call me if you miss me.
The fragrant and slightly bitter smell of smoke remained on the note, which was stronger than in the air, as if it was tinged with a touch of sadness.
This incident made Xia Ling feel very depressed, and she was listless in the following rounds of auditions. Sister Maina couldn't stand it any longer and asked her to talk: "Xiao Ling, what's going on with you recently? Are you in such a bad state? It wasn't your turn to take the stage in the first few games, and it will be your turn in the next one. If you are still like this How can you compare with other singers in this situation?”
“I will adjust.” Xia Ling said wistfully.
Sister Maina frowned and asked, "What's going on? Things have been going well at work recently. Did you have a quarrel with the BOSS?"
That kind of private thing could not be said anyway, Xia Yan shook his head: "He is good." Avoid Sister Mana and forced herself to concentrate on work.
Sister Maina has nothing to do. Seeing her working so hard, it’s hard to blame her.
For several nights, Xia Ling had nightmares. When she closed her eyes, she remembered the fear and pain she had experienced in the dark confinement room. She often woke up in the middle of the night and kept her eyes open until dawn.
She was emaciating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Why is my skin so dry lately? It's hard to put makeup on." The last audition of the Xingyun Singing Club finally arrived. In the dressing room, the makeup artist said reproachfully while helping Xia Ling apply makeup, "It was so bad the past few times. I’ve reminded you to sleep well and hydrate. It’s good now. You can only wear a light, natural **** makeup. Otherwise, if it is too thick, the powder will fall off as soon as the camera is zoomed in. You can think about how much it will cost you.”
Xia Ling didn't have the strength to argue with him. Besides, what he said was reasonable, so she listened to his chattering silently.
Sister Mai Na and Bai Murong looked around and sighed. They had calculated everything and created the most perfect external conditions and opportunities for her. The only thing they didn't calculate was that Xiao Ling had also recently... I don’t know what’s wrong, but my condition is very bad.
"Period?" Bai Murong pulled Sister Maina and whispered, "It's too long."
Sister Maina gave him a sharp look: "Your whole family is on their period."
Bai Murong also felt that it was unreliable, so he touched his nose and stopped talking. According to this situation, now we can only resign ourselves to fate and hope that Xia Ling can perform better and not make too big a mistake.
However, it’s just the audition stage, and the ranking is so good, it should be no problem...
Xia Ling didn't know their worries. After putting on makeup, she got up and went to the bathroom.
The corridor was winding and long, intertwined like a maze. As she walked, she suddenly heard a man talking at the corner in front of her: "Come on, little beauty Luoluo, don't be shy, touch me..."
(End of this chapter)