Sinful Snow Love

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Snow is rare in Beijing, but this time it's been falling for several days. Heavy snow fell over the weekend. The cold night, surprisingly, didn't feel chilly at all because of the swirling snowflakes. Walking in the snowy night, a sense of unease and unease settled in

my heart. I must admit, in the past, walking at night with him by my side always brought a sense of peace and tranquility, and I felt so joyful and relaxed. Today, even the softness of the snowflakes couldn't soothe my inner turmoil. Today, without his embrace, I felt a sense of constraint from him. Behind me, the snow, shimmering with golden spots under the streetlights, blurred my footprints into an indistinct blur.

Few pedestrians were on the snowy night; occasionally, a car slowly drove by with a low hum, and then, the quiet of the snowy night returned. Walking on the snowy road, I dared not lift my feet high, lest the sound beneath my feet break the silence.

On this cold, snowy night, unlike other girls who wore leather boots and down jackets, I wore ordinary lace-up high-heeled shoes, slightly thicker velvet flesh-colored pantyhose, and a thick skirt that reached my ankles…

and what was unusual was the pair of metallic steel rings around my ankles, about five centimeters wide. If it weren't for the chains connecting them, they would have been quite a unique accessory. However, now they were indeed a pair of solid shackles!

Around 4 PM, after class, I returned to my dorm. A classmate smiled mysteriously at me and said, “Meishao, you have a phone call.”

“Meishao, it’s the weekend, you have to come back!”

It was him! His unique tone and manner! My heart skipped a beat, and I blurted out, “But… it’s snowing!”

“What are you talking about? I’ll call you when you get home. You have to come today, or I’ll pick you up.” He was always so domineering yet gentle, making it impossible for me to refuse.

After the cold snowy day, home felt incredibly warm and cozy. At 8 p.m., sparse snowflakes were still falling lightly, and my heart, like those snowflakes, was restless—was it fear or anticipation? The gentle ring of the telephone came.

"You're coming to my place tonight!"

"Are you coming to pick me up?"

"You come by yourself, and you have to walk!"

"This…?"

"What, don't you understand?" A threatening tone.

"Oh, I understand."

"That's good. Also, make sure you wear that precious thing we used last week."

"What?"

"What's wrong with you? Do I have to tell you every time?"

"Ah, I know."

"What is it?"

"...The one on your feet..."

"Don't be vague, you have to be clear!"

Another threat. Helplessly, I whispered, "Feet...shackles!" At the same time, my heart...

"Yes! It's this precious thing. Remember it from now on. I didn't take it with me last week so you could wear it yourself this time. I put it in the shoebox under your wardrobe."

"Okay!"

"You're much better behaved, baby. Also, you have to dress and style yourself according to my instructions!"

"That is...?"

"It's the kind of outfit you'd wear in Beidaihe in the summer. You wore those shackles too... I really like them!"

"But... it's snowing outside!"

"Can you wear something thicker?"

"Yes, I will!" And so, I ended up walking down the street like this.

"Be careful, the road is slippery and the lights are dim!" He's always like this, never lacking a final act of tenderness.

Only after leaving home did I take the gleaming stainless steel shackles from my purse. My hands trembled as I slipped them onto my ankles. With each click of the lock, my heart pounded, and I muttered, "I...I'm yours..."

The metal chains clanged against the stairs. I quickly bent down and reached out... ending this embarrassing descent. I straightened up and stretched, feeling a chill run down my legs, and shivered. The community courtyard was deserted

, the trees laden with snow, a few lights dim, the ground covered in soft snow. Only the glow of a smoker in the distance flickered. My feet skimmed the snow as I walked towards the community gate, trying not to make a sound.

Ah! No! Then I was surprised to find the community gate brightly lit, security guards patrolling. What to do? Go home! Call and say I'm done. But no, he has the key to the shackles! How can I face my family like this? Hesitation, lingering, fear… lingering and fear were all futile now; I had no way out! Because I didn't have the key!

Finally, I used the strap of my small handbag to fasten the chain of the shackles, threading it through my skirt. Holding the handbag in front of my stomach, the chain, which previously only allowed me to take half a step, now only allowed me to take half a step. But at least I could walk.

"Hey…Miss," the security guards always addressed girls this way.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" they asked, seeing me clutching my stomach and bent over.

"It's nothing, don't worry about it, it's a woman's business," I said, pulling out my trump card.

With my extremely restricted steps, I finally turned the corner, and there was no one in sight. I untied the strap, let down the chain, and my steps quickened considerably, but the clanging of the chain made me hesitant to move freely; a trail of drag marks appeared on the snow behind me.

I cautiously looked around. In the snowy night, there were only a few pedestrians in the distance, and occasionally a car slowly drove past. A couple of bicycles lay overturned on the roadside across the narrow street, but no one noticed me. Reassured, I grew bolder and quickened my pace. The chains on my feet were pulled taut by my steps, and I nearly fell several times.

"Hey! Why do you only allow me to take such small steps?" I complained inwardly about the shackles!

I don't know how long I walked, or how many turns I made. My restricted steps made my heart race, and the tight shackles stimulated my ankles, sending the pain to my heart.

"I'm searching for you, my lover, my beloved, I'm running towards you, my lover, my…" Was it the cold wind or the snowflakes, or perhaps it was the feeling of being wronged?… Perhaps it was just a long time… My vision gradually blurred, becoming strange and surreal…

The girl with shackles, afraid to run wildly in the snow, looked back to see how far she had walked. Ah? Why was there something so strange behind her? What was that? I wiped away the tears blurring my vision. Ah! Those bizarre lights were actually three dark figures! ...

My heart was in my throat. The figures were closer, closer still! They were three strong men! I used to be a fast runner at school, but now, my legs were bound by these steel chains. My tears...

Closer, closer still. I could smell the alcohol; it was usually so fragrant, but now, in this snowy night, it was particularly pungent! I ignored the strange clanging of the shackles that shook the snowy night, yet my steps were so difficult!

"Chains! Shackles! Key? You?! My love!" My heart kept calling out!

Closer, closer still, almost within reach! I could feel the cold wind behind me, hear the men's panting, and the clanking of the shackles... Closer, too close! My skirt seemed to be lifted, the cold wind swept over me... At this moment, I was so helpless, so powerless! Only my tears were calling out...

Helpless shackles! Closer !

Closer still, within reach! The men's low growls were right next to their ears: "What's going on? This girl's shackled? Strange!"

"Haha, buddy, this is perfect for us!" They were puzzled, they were smug!

Oh no!! Suddenly, I couldn't run anymore and collapsed onto the snow. I struggled frantically, only to find that the chains of my shackles were caught on a wire extending from the road! I couldn't untangle them; they were tangled and impossible to unravel! Tears blurred my vision as

a demonic figure loomed before me! Struggling was futile; I groaned helplessly, feeling like a trapped lamb, at the mercy of others.

"Ah! No! Please, brothers, spare me!" But no one heard me!

A man's iron arms grabbed my shackles, my legs were hoisted high, and my long skirt fell off… Was I to be taken away tonight on this snowy field? I made no sound, stopped struggling, only tears welled up in my eyes… My vision blurred…

Finally, the terrible thing happened! I saw a blur of silver light before my eyes, heard the clanging of metal, and heard a roar… Gradually, everything faded away, as quiet as snowflakes dancing in the air, as blank as the bright snow on my face… My heart calmed, my mind returned to normal, the shackles remained, and the snow bore the marks of my shackles… Snowflakes drifted down, disappearing into the boundless darkness, melting into the endless whiteness.

Suddenly, a “clatter”—who was fiddling with my tightly locked shackles? A “clatter”—my feet felt warm; who was comforting them, putting on my lost high heels? A figure, a familiar figure.

“Is it you?” My heart trembled… In that instant, what fell on my eyelashes seemed no longer snowflakes, but lotus flowers!

“Who am I? Haha, you’d better explain yourself!”

“It’s you! It’s you!!” I trembled all over, tears streaming down my face, my small fists clenching in hatred! If my feet weren't shackled, I would definitely… The fear, grievance, and humiliation, along with the trembling of the shackles and a near-wailing outpouring, would all pour out!

“Shh…” In his arms, a strong hand stopped my impudence.

“Shao, it's me. It's all over, nothing has become a reality, baby, don't worry, I've always been there for you.”

Actually, my body already told me that I was still the pure and beautiful girl I used to be!

At the same time, the blood on his forehead, the silver chain in his hand, the bicycle lying on the ground, all made me realize: the smoker in the community, the bicycle by the roadside, the angry roar in my ear, the silver light before my eyes—it was all him! At this moment, I choked… my heart surged, an indescribable emotion welled up in my throat! I couldn't help but burst into tears, “Wah…!!!”

“Shh…”

“Look, you're here again. It's late at night, be careful of the police,”

but a girl's heart is hardest to calm! I wrapped my arms around his neck and cried out, "Wow...!!!"

"Shh..."

"Ugh... Oh... Ooh..."

Finally, I was stopped, stopped by a white gag, the belt tightly fastened behind my back!

"Behave yourself now, huh? Haha, look how quiet you are now, how cute you are. What are you to me now? What am I to you? Ha, tell me, tell me softly."

At this moment, I discovered that his charm also lay in his occasional smile! With the gag in my mouth, I truly quieted down, my shy eyes boldly looking at him, a thousand words unspoken in my heart!

My heart cried out: "You are my love, you are my affection, you are my forever... shackles, I'd rather be bound by you for life!"

His smoky breath brushed against my face, my ears, my... His large hand, still gripping the battle-worn chains, moved to my chest... I, no longer as before, met his gaze... I gasped for breath through the gag...

"Alright, my darling, you don't need to say anything more, your big eyes, your brows have told me everything!"

I saw him smile again!! "So tempting...!! I want..."

My eyes, my brows told him that a truly good master cherishes his slave, treasures the bond with his slave, protects his slave, takes responsibility for his slave, and is courageous enough to stand up for him in crucial moments, because his slaves are all weak.

Ah! Surprised, I finally uttered the word "master" from my heart!! And what am I then? Of course, I am your strange female slave, your capricious slave, a slave willing to give everything for my master's happiness. Perhaps, it will be "affection" and "love." Because what the master gives is not only "torture," but also "sweetness"—it can be "sweet torture," a love of "torture," a love of "chains"!

Girls are often melancholic, girls are often dreamy! I don't know when, but he pulled me up. "Let's go, home."

I nodded, trying to tidy my messy hair, only to realize that my hands were no longer mine; two shiny handcuffs were firmly locked to my elbows and wrists! At that moment, I saw my chest—why was it so shameless? For whom was it styled so high?

The snow was cold, my face was hot.

"Meishao, come with me!"

Then, he used the silver iron chain he had fought with to lock it onto my collar with a "click," and the other end locked onto his car with another "click." My heart sank, and my knees went weak: "Ah! Now I'm really…!!"

"Where are you taking me?"

True to his master, he saw through my thoughts: "Meishao, I want you to just follow me, and it's best if you don't know the way home!"

He then thickly blindfolded me! Everything was pitch black; I couldn't see the snow. But I am no longer panicked. Following the chains of battle, shackled and handcuffed, I walk slowly towards our homeland! Although my eyes can't see anything, my heart is bright. Behind me, there are clear tire tracks and distinct shackled footprints, no longer blurry as before!

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II. Your Kingdom
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The night deepens, the snow slows, and the snowy road grows shorter. Unable to see the night in the snow, I let the chains binding my neck pull me, chasing after those unwavering expectations. Unspoken words, only shy murmurs escape my lips. My tightly bound arms leap like a dog's tail, my leaping chest erratically, my heart surging uncontrollably!

How long is the snowy road? The chains cannot measure it! In this snowy night, since he came into my life, my heart has found peace and tranquility again.

So many words I want to whisper in your ear about your love, your chains, your cruelty; so much tenderness and affection I want you to seduce. But your silence, your stillness, and the crunching sound of your footsteps in the snow make me realize that what you need right now is not this familiar monotony…

“Baby, lift your feet higher, we’re almost at the steps,” he said, and the chain around my neck tugged at me.

Ah! We’re almost there, in the courtyard I once knew so well. He stopped, the footsteps in front of me stopped, and with a “squeak,” he propped up his bicycle: “Baby, I’ll go in for a bit, I’ll be right back.” Then came the sound of his footsteps leaving me and the creak of the wooden door opening; everything fell silent again.

I knew he had entered the small courtyard enclosed by a small red wall through the small gate under the green "Reed Flower Tea Garden" sign. I could almost see him quickly pass through the small courtyard and the main tea room to open the door to the back house…

I waited quietly by the roadside gate for his return, and couldn't help but recall my first visit here.

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It was a hot summer evening, a week after I received my college admission notice. I was enjoying the cool air conditioning at home when suddenly, "Ring ring…" the phone rang.

"Meishao, is that you?"

"It's me! Haha, I recognize you, Feifei! Isn't that right?" The young girl from the classmate was naturally excited to hear her voice again after so long.

"Hey, look how happy you are, while I'm really in trouble!"

Hearing Feifei's tone, I was even more certain of what I had heard, so I quickly tried to comfort her:

"I'm telling you, winning and losing are common in war, this doesn't mean anything. The current college entrance exam system is very one-sided, with a lot of randomness and luck involved, you know that. I don't think you need to endure any hardship, as long as you're alive, you're not afraid..."

"Alright, alright, you're more anxious than me. My classmates have been saying these things to me so many times, haha, especially your deskmate Yang Hua, she calls every other day." "

Really? It's true that we're good friends and old classmates..."

"What?...What? Good friends...for a long time!? What about later?? Huh?? Don't think that just because you got into university you're above us and go find someone else!"

She was always so aggressive, interrupting me at will, emphasizing the word "for a long time".

"Hey, listen to me, good friends trust each other. She's the one who told me you didn't get accepted. She's really worried and asked me to talk to you. I didn't know how to bring it up, afraid you'd..."

"Haha, I knew you were like that, so petty. But I do think you're kind of something!"

"What do you mean I'm kind of something?" I asked hastily, afraid someone would misunderstand.

"Alright, alright, don't worry about me anymore. That blow is long gone. If you really want to cheer me up, come over and have some tea."

"Tea? Where?"

"Oh, right, I haven't told you yet. Do you know Luhua Park?"

"Yes, it's not a very big park. Not many people go there. It's secluded and quiet, with small woods and lots of rockeries!"

"Yes, there's a quaint little courtyard in the northwest corner. My brother bought it and opened a teahouse."

"So secluded, is business good?" I asked with concern.

“I’m still optimistic these days. My brother has some foresight; he’s targeting the intellectuals in this area.”

“Leisurely pursuits,” I interjected.

“Hey, you’re interrupting again. Why are you worrying about this? Are you coming or not?”

“Of course I’m going! It’s so much fun meeting up with friends!”

“Then hurry up, Yang Hua is coming too.”

“Okay, I’m coming right now, but you have to tell me that…”

“What?

What is it now?” Feifei asked impatiently. “It’s what you just said about me?”

“Hahaha… I’ll tell you when you get here.”

“Tell me now, or you’ll tease me again when I get there.” I pouted again.

“Oh, you’re really petty. Okay, okay, I’ll tell you. It’s that you’re really cute! Haha,”

“Me?…”

“Yes, otherwise how could we become such good friends? Come on, if you keep us waiting, you won’t be cute anymore!”

“Okay, I’m going now.”

I knew that if I was late, they would find an excuse for me to treat them again. Last time, I treated them to a movie. Since that tea party, I've met her brother and learned that she has no relatives left, only her brother and sister, and their elderly mother living in another city not far from ours.

Later, less than two months after I started university, I learned that Feifei and Yang Hua had started a business together, traveling all over the country, and she rarely stayed at her brother's place.

I

was lost in memories of the past, having forgotten my current situation, forgotten the snowy night; perhaps I had become accustomed to the darkness.

Suddenly, with a "whoosh," I felt my neck being violently pulled forward and downward without warning. I stumbled, tripped by shackles, and instinctively reached for my hands to brace myself, forgetting that my arms were tightly handcuffed behind my back, only causing pain in my wrists.

Instantly, with a scream deep in my throat and a "buzz" in my ears, I collapsed face-first into the snow. Ah! I immediately realized the bicycle had fallen!

There was no burning pain on my face, only a chilling sensation. My immediate instinct was to try and stand up, pulling in my stomach and curling my legs, struggling to my knees. But the neck chain was firmly locked to the bicycle lying on the ground, preventing me from even lifting my neck.

I couldn't see or touch anything, only feel the icy cold of my face and the chill of my knees. My frantic struggle only resulted in harsher punishment; how could a girl's delicate neck withstand the tearing of the steel chain?

"Ouch!! What happened to you?" He quickly ran over. I knew he was right beside me. My embarrassment, my posture, and my pride as a girl overwhelmed me again!

At this moment, I was actually unwilling to see him. So many times I stubbornly shook my delicate neck, trying to raise my usually reserved face, but now only my long hair was disheveled; so many times I desperately twisted my handcuffed elbows and wrists, trying to maintain my usual composure, but now I could only change my fists into palms, and palms into fists; my legs, tightly locked in shackles, also kicked blindly, but all that came out was utter helplessness in my ankles…

futile efforts, how could a girl's naturally weak body withstand the cold cruelty of these gleaming steel bars? All I received in return was the merciless mockery of the chains and the punishment on my flesh!

"Haha, how can you be so dishonest? In just a short while, you've made yourself so miserable?"

Hmph! You were gloating on the sidelines? Standing idly by? Laughing at me just like these shackles? Did you really not know that I dared not move in the dark? It was clearly your departure, it was clearly your car! You shouldn't have hastily placed it on this soft, uneven snow! Grievance…shame…complaints…only the unstoppable drool from my lips can defend me!

What can a girl bound by shackles do? All the impositions, all the unexpected events, can only be borne by her body and spirit! Now, my only freedom is drool and tears, but you can't see the tears; they are shrouded in darkness.

"Oh, baby, you're so beautiful now, I love it; it's a pity you can't see yourself bowing your head, your long hair flowing, your skirt lifted, your high…and what I can't bear is your constantly twisting, slender waist, making all the metal bindings sway with an alluring halo." He's relentlessly teasing me.

No, the twisting is uncontrollable, I…I am all in your hands, your angelic hands hold a power I cannot escape, a power I cannot resist! You are caressing, you are comforting, you are rescuing, you are cultivating your own kingdom! With your magic touch, you gently soothe all my unease...

What's wrong with me? I've lost myself, lost my strength, and through those delicate little holes in my mouth, I've begun this low, soft chanting again! ... What was originally a struggling swaying gradually, gradually changed...

Suddenly, my waist tightened, and there... Ah! ... Ah! Please slow down, please loosen your grip! My waist... my... He always holds me in such a unique, even strange way, somewhat like the wind sweeping across mountains and rivers...

At this moment, I feel as if I'm flying with an angel, entering the small gate, passing through the courtyard, the iron chains under my feet clanging loudly, my mouth drooling with shame, and my long hair hanging in disarray.

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Or perhaps it was his embrace? Ah!! He was smiling again!! Instantly, my eyelids drooped, and my brows furrowed in embarrassment: "Maybe it was... your 'tightness' just now." My twitching brows answered his smiling eyes, my face flushed and my body throbbing like a rising tide.

Snowflakes fell outside the window, and the room was quiet.

"Baby, my darling, I have a special feeling today. Although we've had many passionate moments, each one feels so new and so endless." His large hands roamed over my body, exploring... gently stroking my brows and the ends of my hair.

My fingertips were throbbing, my red lips were trembling, I wanted it too, but I couldn't...

Suddenly, he grabbed my long hair and pulled it back, "Ah!!" I lifted my face, and his hot lips pressed tightly against my forehead, brows, corners of my eyes, and the tip of my nose, then covered my mouth, "chattering" incessantly on my lips, the corners of my mouth, and even my white balls, the sound so passionate, so beautiful.

"Wow! A girl's breath is so sweet, like orchids, like flowing water, so fragrant and sweet!" He was so excited he almost lost his composure.

I could do nothing but listen, think, welcome, and wait. His head was almost buried in my neck, kissing, biting, tearing at every nerve in my body. Even the steel ring around my neck was making a "clattering" sound, a mixture of pain and burning heat.

"Meishao, today I'm going to give you, me, and us feelings like never before. I'm going to let the rope kiss every cell in your body, then whip and tear you apart, is that okay?"

"This..." I was speechless, only raising an eyebrow. My body trembled more violently than his, as if I could see my own hazy eyes in front of me.

"What? Are you cold?" He abruptly tightened the iron chain around my neck. I immediately sat up, shook my head, and saw that his face was already red.

“Oh…I know, you didn’t say anything even when you were cold, but how could you not be cold now? Look, you’re all soaked!”

His hand brushed across my damp chest, then landed on my pantyhose, which had changed color from the dampness. Indeed, the struggle in the snow, the remnants of snow, were all dampened in the warmth of this little hut. However, now, all I felt was you. He suddenly opened his palm, and with a “clatter,” the chain clicked, and I lost control and fell backward again. At the same time, I was flipped over and landed on his lap.

“Heh! How beautiful! These steel rings around your joints make you even more alluring. If it weren’t for these clothes…” he muttered to himself.

“Snap!” My skirt buttons were roughly torn off, and his hand slapped my buttocks hard.

“Ugh…” I shuddered and groaned. An electric shock, from the point where he slapped me, shot through my back and thighs…

Then, I felt him taking off my pantyhose. No! No! Are you going to…? My handcuffed hands gripped the pantyhose tightly behind my back.

"Haha! Do you think you can disobey me now?" His laughter seemed sinister.

He grabbed the handcuffs on my wrists and pulled sharply upwards, my arms stretched straight up, almost at a ninety-degree angle to my body.

"Ha, my little slave is so supple!" he laughed, his other hand easily pulling off my pantyhose.

However, just as he was gloating, I seized the opportunity to break free, staggering a few steps away from him. The chains slammed to the ground, rattling the doors and windows, my long skirt falling off, my pantyhose hanging down to my knees.

"You, you, this is nothing like my slave!" He was clearly astonished!

I couldn't remove the gag and speak, desperately screaming, shaking my head and stomping my feet, the chains clanging. However, he seemed oblivious, rising and walking towards me. I shook my head, I backed away, but the most annoying thing was these shackles! Like an eagle snatching a chick, I was slammed heavily onto the bed. What could I do with my hands and feet locked?

A domineering aura climbed its back, its powerful hands lifting my shackles. Quickly, quickly, the thick stockings were shredded! Tears welled in my eyes as I glanced sideways, blurring my vision to see a naked girl before me. Was that me?

Men, oh men, when your power is unleashed by evil, girls become so pitiful! Its broad body pressed down on me, its face so close, a smile on its lips, yet so strange!

"Ugh…!" I cried, tears welling in my eyes, shaking my head, offering my final warning: Have you forgotten our promise before I wore the white veil, before I wore the ring? Our forbidden zone?

But this hateful gag… if… I will crush it with my teeth! He couldn't hear me, nor did he stop, continuing on his way, like a falling tree crashing down on me.

"Oh… oh…!!" I suddenly arched my back, letting out a loud, muffled cry, an unusual, almost desperate scream!

"Ah! Meishao, Meishao, what's wrong?" He immediately rolled to the side, stroking my face.

I shook my head repeatedly, tears streaming down my face.

"Oh, I know," he hurriedly and gently turned me over, and with a "click," the key quickly unlocked the handcuffs on my elbows and wrists.

"Ouch..." I lay on the bed, motionless for a long time.

"Does it still hurt? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I got carried away playing and forgot that the handcuffs would be pressed tightly under you," again, in his arms, against his broad chest, his thick, strong hands were anxiously rubbing my weak little hands. I could feel that his palms were already sweaty!

"No, it doesn't hurt, it just feels like needles pricking me," I told him softly.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault..." He shook his head repeatedly.

Looking at him, I thought to myself: No, you don't need to blame yourself anymore, because your mouth is on my wrist, your tongue is comforting the deep marks on my wrist, and your palms are sweating too!

"My shao, my love, every arrival of yours brings a sense of unfamiliarity, every game feels like the first time. When I see your pretty face again after a short separation, a mist always clouds my vision, preventing me from seeing through your illusions, from grasping your pulse," his moist, supple tongue spoke of intoxicating tenderness between the deep shackles of my heart.

I understand, how many times have I been so easily swayed by your sun-like gaze, so easily disoriented by your gentle, wind-like touch? Yet, the reserve of a young girl, the unwavering conviction of a Great Wall, restrained this wild horse about to break free.

I know your repression, your fantasies, your longing and desire before you see me. But aren't these also mine?

Now, I am yours, your slave! You gaze at me with fiery eyes, ah, I know, I understand, I answer you with fiery eyes, yet these eyes cannot conceal the hint of shyness beneath my brows.

I gently withdrew my hand, silently leaving him, and retrieved the brown rope from that familiar place—the one that had kissed my skin countless times — trembling …

=== ... So I went again and held a thin red rope between my lips… “Hmm, not bad, you’re getting sensible. Look, this rope in your little mouth is like a poem, haha… The red rope is beautiful, but not as beautiful as my red lips,” he said, his lips curving upwards, so alluring… He kicked my shackles, and I knelt down. His knees were right in front of me. My face was hot, my lips trembled. Ah! Here it comes, the storm, the black current swirling in my veins. He slowly removed my last piece of clothing, and I couldn’t help but shiver. “What, are you cold?” I held the rope tightly, gritting my teeth, and shook my head violently. The red rope flicked against my cheek. At that moment, I was speechless, afraid to open my mouth, lest that soft rope, lest my heart... "I don't think it'll be cold. This room has heating, and I turned on the air conditioner first, so the temperature isn't low," he said, the red rope already around my neck, then knotted, knotted, a string of knots flowing down... the red rope, passing between my legs, and then... My blood rushed, the artery in my neck throbbed, everything in the small room blurred. Strangely, I felt a version of myself behind me, a beautiful naked body... "Baby, when I took off your pantyhose, it was to make you more comfortable. Didn't you notice how wet and dirty they got in the snow? My vigorous movements were intentional, to give you, to give me more waves. You know, you are the girl I love most in this world, the girl I cherish most. How could I not keep our promise? A gentleman's word is as good as his bond!" The red rope roamed over my sensitive skin, as if carefully cultivating a pure land, carving out a series of amorous and enchanting lines. With tear-filled eyes, I seemed to see countless rainbows. My pulse quickened, and my ears rang. As if infected by his deep affection, or as if hypnotized by his words, I whispered softly in his ear, "Again!" "Oh~~," I hummed softly, unconsciously raising my face, opening my mouth to breathe, feeling my chest gradually tighten, swell, and bulge... those two dark red nipples jumped out independently, and I... could no longer hide them! And my waist, and further down... including my entire body, like a grassland swept by the wind, the grass bending low... "Alright! What a beautiful turtle shell bondage, so perfectly embodied on you, so charming!" His fingers moved along each red rope deeply embedded in my skin, like a nimble snake, like a little rabbit; my whole body trembled irresistibly, as if every nerve was tied and pulled by that red rope, mobilized by it. "Go take a shower." He pulled the iron chain around my neck to make me stand up. "Just like this?" I looked troubled. "Just like this, right now. I know how you feel right now, it's like pulling one thread affects the whole body, haha, you haven't experienced what it feels like to have wet ropes yet. Go, this is an order, my beloved slave." He didn't leave me any room to speak. "But, first, take off these shackles. It's not that this is inconvenient, it's that I can't wash my ankles." I coquettishly lifted my leg, which was wearing sparkly shackles, and let it fall onto his instep. If the chain wasn't so short, I would be... even more coquettish right now! "You should indeed wash your ankles, and your neck too, you got snow on your neck earlier, okay?" He agreed and took out a bunch of keys. However, he couldn't find the key to open the shackles. "Huh? That's strange, they're all together!" He muttered, and tried to open the steel ring around my neck, but still couldn't find the key. I started to panic: "Think carefully, did you put them all on this chain? Don't lose it, or what will I do?!" Even he, usually so composed, was starting to panic. He searched several places but couldn't find it. I stared anxiously at its every move. Suddenly, he clapped his hands: "Oh dear, it probably fell on the road, at that place where the fight was. I think I remember it, I think I even saw it. I was going to pick it up, but something distracted me and I forgot." "Well, what if someone else picks it up? All of these things I wear are made of steel!" Seeing how worried I was, he laughed instead: "That's good, then you'll never be able to run away, you'll never be able to leave me, haha!" "You!?" I stomped my feet angrily, the chains clanging loudly. My eyes involuntarily welled up again… “Why are you crying again? Tears come so easily, like raindrops? But it looks beautiful, your face like a flower in the rain, hehe, I might as well call you Rain Flower from now on, you really do look like a rain flower now!” His arms encircled my shoulders, my face pressed against his chest, inhaling his masculine scent, accepting his silence… He was always like this, giving me danger, giving me safety! Giving me doubt, giving me trust. I knew he was deliberately comforting me, but I still quietly sprinkled those raindrops onto his muscular chest, making them moist… “Rain Flower it is, it’s all because of you! If that key really was taken by someone else, I’m afraid your Rain Flower would…” What’s wrong with me now? Why am I so easily and willingly infected by his scent? Suddenly, my shoulders were violently shaken, my hair was roughly pulled, and my face was forced upwards… “What?! Could that key be your owner?? Silly girl, in the dead of night and on a snowy day, no one would be running around like us. The key won’t be lost! Besides, I can get these things down even without the key. Don’t worry, don’t let our mood be affected. Just wash like this, it’ll actually make you smell better. I’ll go find it now and be right back.” His words clearly betrayed his unease. In the instant he deliberately pushed my delicate shoulders away, in the instant I was forced to lean forward while looking backward, in the split second before the chains beneath my feet rattled, he flicked my nipples—those two dark red ‘endpoints’ that I could no longer hide in my girlish heart—with lightning speed! “Hiss~~~~~~~” I was still unsteady on my feet but immediately bent over, hands in front of me… The two ‘endpoints’ of an unmarried girl are too fragile, too sensitive; even the slightest impact or teasing can cause a ripple. A sharp pain, carrying an indescribable surge of emotion, shot through my heart like an electric current, piercing my brain. I took several deep breaths before slowly straightening up, my face burning as I dragged my gleaming shackles toward the bathroom, while he laughed. The iron chain around my neck lightly teased the two dark red nipples on my chest, a dark red flush rising with a hidden shyness. The tightly bound red rope was like a kiss from the wind, making the willow branches sway in the breeze, making the flowers in the rain shamelessly alluring. The shackles clanged, each strike making my legs weak, each pull making my steps falter. So many little things, so many complexities, a chaotic turmoil… all of this left me breathless, my mind in turmoil…

I quietly pushed open the bathroom door. Huh? Strange, the scene before me stunned me! How come there's a naked girl here too? Am I really seeing things because of my confused state of mind? Or is it just my vision delusion? Could it be a reflection of myself in the mirror? But why can't I see her face? There are no red ropes or chains on her body? And her hair is so short? Perhaps… or maybe it's a picture of a beautiful young girl's back? That's his preference.

As I pondered this, the girl in front of me slowly turned her head, her deep, night-sky-like eyes gazing at me. Ah!! I suddenly remembered the hallucinations that had occurred several times during my turmoil, but now, it wasn't a hallucination at all! I suddenly realized, so that's how it is. You… how could you do this, taking advantage of a naive girl's innocence, using your unique charm to… so you were keeping a mistress, and there was more…

you bewitched her, you seduced a pure girl's first love. I stumbled, leaning against the door, downwards, downwards…

The naked girl slowly approached me, gently wrapping her arms around my waist, her other hand gripping the iron chain around my neck. Her face, however, was blank. I vaguely saw her chestnut-brown short hair and pale face. I wanted to ask, but a single word wouldn't come; my lips were dry, my throat parched.

No!! Absolutely not! I shoved the girl's hand away abruptly. The shackles and ropes were no longer a constraint. I turned and hurried through several rooms, the clanging of chains gone!

“Meishao! What’s wrong with you? Where are you going? That’s a park over there.”

I glanced towards the direction of the voice; he was getting dressed, perhaps about to leave. I could no longer see or hear these familiar things. Only one thought echoed in my mind: “Despicable, despicable…”

The snowy night was cold, and my heart was even colder. I didn't know where I was, or how I had gotten here. Beneath my feet was a patch of uneven snow, surrounded by endless snow-covered saplings. Darkness reigned in the distance, silence enveloped everything; no houses were in sight.

Exhausted, panting, my mind was blank, my eyes saw nothing; only the girl's figure flashed before my eyes.

"What's wrong with you? Are you crazy? Are you sick? Go back now! You'll really catch a cold like this, you're not even wearing shoes."

He caught up with me, that jerk was back again. I raised my shackled feet, but I couldn't, and I fell...

He held me in his arms: "Shao, darling, go back first, listen to me, it's too cold outside."

I struggled desperately, using my hands and feet, but I couldn't hear anything, only two words escaped my lips: "Despicable!"

Suddenly, "slap, slap," my cheeks felt numb, my ears screamed. I froze, stopped screaming, stopped making a fuss, and calmed down. I saw his blurry face, and a white figure standing beside him. Ah! It was her, the girl had come too!

"No, I want to go home," I cried, the chains rattling beside me.

"I think you've really lost your mind. Come back with me and let me explain. It's too cold here; you're as cold as an icicle. We can't stay a moment longer. If you want to leave, wait until dawn."

But I couldn't hear him at all; the steel chains were still clanking. He was getting impatient, angry, and his true nature as a man was showing.

"I'll teach you a lesson for being so wild! I'll show you how to tame this little shrew, this unruly little horse, this wild deer!"

With that, he threw me onto the snow, completely ignoring my pain. He took a rope from the standing white-clad girl, and without another word, his domineering wrists twisted the chains binding my feet, forcing me to lie face down on the snow, feeling no pain.

The heavy male body pressed down on my waist again, my arms were pulled back and caught in his waist, the rope biting my neck, instantly devouring my arms, fiercely possessing me completely.

My wrists were suspended high, the rope coiled like a snake, a cloud of cold snow rendering me speechless. I lay prone on the snow, writhing like a snake, while the girl watched me silently, motionless. I was carried back to the small courtyard and into the small house. My body was limp and powerless, but I still felt the warmth of the room.

"It's almost dawn, I have to hurry and find the key. We'll talk when I get back. You rest and calm down!"

I was heavily placed on the bed, the collar and chain locking onto the radiator pipe beside the bed with a "click . " A soft blanket wrapped around me, and he turned and left, hurrying out of the courtyard gate.

=== ... Thus, all the fleeting romance vanished, leaving only tossing and turning. The past cruelties and broken bonds of yesteryear, the vain affections and heartless chains, the desire to stop yet the powerlessness to break the long chains… After this ordeal, though I tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, I gradually drifted off to sleep amidst the extreme exhaustion and dejection… In my hazy state, a slight discomfort made me open my eyes. I noticed a hand on my chest and heard soft breathing behind me. Startled, I turned my head and saw half a pale face pressed against the back of my head. Ah! It was that girl! How could she be beside me? She even had one leg draped over my waist. Only then did I realize her warm body pressed against my back, almost tilting my sideways body. I struggled to move, moving my arms and fingers, trying to push her away, but I forgot that my hands were still bound by the ropes behind my back, touching only soft skin. Those chestnut-colored eyes, seemingly without pupils and forever misty, opened. I didn't know if she was gazing at me. A moment later, I felt my body lighten. Slowly, she moved her limbs away from my shoulders and waist, her movements so gentle, like the dissipation of drifting clouds. At that moment, her departure sent a chill through me, a chill that seemed to tell me something. She stepped over me and knelt beside the lock on the iron pipe at the other end of the chain. A gleaming golden key miraculously appeared in her hand! "Click," the chain opened. She stood on the floor beside the bed. The chain around my neck was pulled. I didn't know what she was going to do, struggling against the steel chain. "Where to?" there was no answer. Her eyes crinkled with a smile, but she tightened the chain even more. The metal collar choked my neck painfully. With my hands and feet bound, I was forced to wriggle awkwardly on the bed. She seemed to sense my pain and climbed onto the bed, groping along the ropes behind me. But I didn't feel free for a long time. I said urgently, "Use a knife, scissors!" "Oh... Liang..." I finally heard her voice. This was the first thing she said after seeing me, yet it was so unclear and so inexplicable! I asked anxiously, "What are you saying? What do you want to do?" "Liang, hit..." Was her language concise or inadequate? The tone sounded like that of a toddler just learning to speak. I turned around in surprise and looked up. Her delicate face was flushed pink, and glistening drool seemed to be dripping from the corner of her small mouth. Her slender finger was pointing out the window. At that moment, I understood her intention. Seeing my anxious face as I kept turning around, she silently picked up a clean white cotton robe from the bed and draped it over herself. She then slowly tied my clothes together with the robe's strap. She moved me to sit on the edge of the bed and put my shoes on. Although her movements were clumsy, I could clearly feel that she was much larger than me.

She pulled me up, wrapped my naked body in the blanket, one hand around my shoulder to hold the blanket down, the other tightly gripping the iron chain around my neck, as if afraid I would run away. She pushed me towards the door. I was confused and a little scared: "What are you doing? Taking me there?"

There was still no answer. Although I didn't understand her exact intentions, under her surprising force, I reluctantly pulled on the chain on my ankle and stepped out of the room.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, and the snow made the surrounding scenery much brighter than usual. In the distance, the winter mist was still, shrouded in the gray mystery of winter. The sound of cars came from afar. Snowflakes were scattered, and the ground was a clean white, so clean that it was hard to recognize the familiar roads. As she pushed me forward, the surrounding scenery told me that we were in a park. Quietly

, there was only the 'crunch' of the snow under our feet. Snow covered the green tiles of the pavilion, snow embraced the red walls of the winding corridor, and snow weighed down the bamboo tips.

Before long, we arrived at the foot of a small, snow-covered hill. Before us was a small door with a light on, and beside it, a white wooden sign covered in snow bore a line of small, illegible characters, with a large character for "mirror" in the center. Entering the door, the bright, warm light filled the air. Looking around, the walls were jagged, white rocks, like jade – it was clearly a cave!

I'd played in this little park many times before, so how come I didn't know this place existed? Was it newly built? As I stood there, lost in thought, I was drawn to something glittering in the distance. Without thinking, I walked over. Ah, it was a crystal-clear sphere suspended in the air, slowly rotating and drifting, reflecting sharp rays of light. After a while, I noticed four characters on the sphere: "Joyful Cave Heaven."

I was captivated by it, wanting to grab it, but I couldn't. The sphere slowly began to move, and I, as if bewitched, followed it. Suddenly, a beautiful melody of electronic music I'd never heard before quietly filled the space, enticing every nerve in my body, almost transporting me to the artistic realm of a sophisticated science fiction novel.

I don't know how far I walked, but before I knew it, the scenery had changed. When had that sphere led me here? These objects were clearly man-made, giving the impression of harming nature. Those strange buildings were clumsy imitations of Gothic architecture.

What? The lights dimmed, and things became bizarre and fantastical. The surroundings began to rotate, expand, and contract! I ran forward in terror, but didn't move an inch.

As the whole room writhed, I felt something pressing down on me from behind. The walls and ceiling seemed to move alive, like a massive, thick wave of flesh, constantly surging towards me, drawing me in, giving me a deep caress. Then came an instant, intense physical discomfort, followed indirectly by a feeling of suffocation…

I immediately wanted to escape, yet also wanted to stay forever. These two feelings were so difficult to distinguish; my thoughts were in chaos, and I ran forward without understanding what was happening.

In a daze, I found myself in a maze-like room, unable to discern the exit. The room was filled with countless mirrors, each reflecting a different version of myself, yet none were identical – no face, no posture, and most importantly, none of the ropes and chains were the same. So, I stood before each mirror, trying to capture the figure that matched my imagination.

But after several rotations, I found none satisfactory. I stood there blankly for a long time, when suddenly the room began to rotate horizontally. I watched in bewilderment as countless faces and postures gradually overlapped. The room spun faster, the mirrors became murky, and the countless versions of myself appeared as a single ribbon.

Was my thinking confused, or was it the room's fault? Thinking this, I stared intently at a single point in the mirror for a long time. Sure enough, the mirror began to clear, and something was faintly reflected within. But I realized it wasn't me; it reflected a beautiful, clear young man.

Ah, if he weren't naked, I would have mistaken him for a young girl, for his slender figure, radiating a delicate beauty. Fine, soft chestnut-brown short hair, naturally curled slightly; skin like white wax; a round face; hands and feet almost hairless… I sincerely prayed this wasn't a hallucination, and slowly turned my head away.

There he stood, exactly as I saw in the mirror, staring blankly at me with eyes like glass marbles. His pale face seemed veiled in light, expressionless, devoid of any movement. Perhaps he suffered from severe dementia! Or perhaps he was a completely transcendent being, unburdened by moral constraints, pure jade. My strange thoughts began again…

I gazed into his dark pupils, his windows to the outside world, his entrance to the darkness of his own world. A desire welled up within me, drawing me in tightly; oh, I was drawn to his world, this desire consumed me, my eyelashes almost touching his. Then, he suddenly said in a very hazy voice, "Lapis Lazuli."

The voice seemed to come from a great distance; his lips hadn't moved an inch. Wasn't this the voice emanating from his pupils?

"What? Your name?" I asked.

He slowly blinked his large eyes, answering instead of replying.

Where did he come from? And what was his relationship with my "him"? These unbelievable answers were not easy to obtain. And now, I had no other way out but to consider the countless versions of myself reflected in the mirror. I didn't know how I got into this room, or where the exit was.

His shoulders twitched, and my wrist was enveloped by a cool, smooth object. I looked down—ah! Red, it was blood! Bright red bloodstains remained on the back of his hand and between his fingers as he gripped my wrist. At the same time, I recognized those complex tools at his feet: files, hacksaws, pliers, and a grinding wheel… I had seen these during my factory internship, and their presence here surprised me.

Only then did I realize that the chains and ropes binding me were long gone. There was no one else here; it must be him! I stared in astonishment at his misty face. How could someone who seemed so weak, almost idiotic, merely a beautiful vessel for flesh, be able to manipulate these complex tools?!

Thinking this, we unknowingly left the room. I followed him to a place where we found clothes. I dressed myself and helped him put on his coat; I felt I should do something to help him.

What followed was troublesome. He seemed to have completely forgotten that I had to get out. The cave was a maze; I couldn't remember the way we came, and the alluring crystal ball was gone. He seemed even weaker and more dazed from exhaustion, clearly not going to lead me out.

"Where's the exit?" I asked him in vain, also muttering to myself.

I put my arm around his slender shoulder and slowly walked towards what I thought was the exit, but I lacked the confidence to find my way out. But I also feel that no matter where you go, there will always be a limit to " Happy Paradise " ...

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=== ... I nodded repeatedly, my hand eagerly reaching for the plate in front of my father, but I immediately withdrew it. My mother, puzzled, raised her eyebrows at my father: "Why are you being so fierce?! Look how scared you've made the child. Here, let Mom get it for you." I wanted to laugh, and I wanted to cry; I wanted to rush into my mother's arms! ...

“Look at her like this, can you blame me? Even at home, she's all bundled up, not a single button undone. She's practically a weirdo!” Dad retorted.

My eyes blurred. “Dear Dad, how I wish I could enjoy the freedom of home, but I can’t right now.”

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The scenery outside the car window rushed by. Fine snow drifted in the distance, the earth shrouded in a misty frost. My heart was in turmoil, a sense of melancholy rising within me. Goodbye, distant horizon!

I gazed at the gradually darkening snowfields of Beijing's outskirts outside the car window, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside. Although I had slept all afternoon, even going so far as to have dinner late, my fatigue seemed barely abated. I unconsciously pulled my coat tighter, tucking my hands and neck further inside.

“What’s wrong? Isn’t the air conditioning in the car warm?” Sister Yun, who was driving, turned and smiled at me.

“No, no, I’m just a little tired.” As soon as I said it, I felt a pang of contradiction.

"Hehe, how come you're so tired at such a young age? You modern kids, you're always like this on weekends, humph!" Sister Yun's tone was clearly contemptuous.

I leaned against the car door and glanced at her, only to find her also scanning me. Just then, the headlights of a large truck shone on me, and I instantly noticed a different kind of light shining from her slightly upturned phoenix eyes, and that mysterious, slightly upturned corner of her mouth...

"Whoosh..." The truck sped past, honking its horn, and I couldn't help but shiver.

"What's wrong? Are you really cold?"

"No, the horn was too loud, and the city is just cold in winter." I felt a little incoherent. Actually, I was afraid she would really see through me.

"Ha, luckily your classmate entrusted you to me before going south, asking me to visit you often, especially on weekends. The transportation to your school is so inconvenient!"

"Sister Yun, I'm so sorry to trouble you!" I said sincerely.

"Oh, I'm glad you appreciate it, haha, what can I do when Feifei and I are good friends and business partners!" At this moment, I saw her face was flushed and blurry from the dashboard lights.

"You were too embarrassed to ride back to school with me tonight, and looking at you now, I don't know how you'll endure the bus ride!" She tilted her head towards me and smiled.

"Thank you so much, Sister Yun!" At this moment, I didn't know what to say. I really regretted showing so much reluctance to ride with Sister Yun. At least there were no seats on the bus, let alone air conditioning, and besides, Sister Yun was so sincere.

"Alright, alright, ·#￥#·~x$b." Sister Yun suddenly switched to a southern accent, and I couldn't understand the last half of her sentence. I stared blankly at her.

"Hahaha, are you stunned? Little girl! Look at your eyes, wide open like bells." Sister Yun said, taking the opportunity to nudge me. "It's definitely true, #^*uj#[email protected], Feifei and you are destined for each other." Sister Yun truly lived up to her reputation as a seasoned businesswoman; she really knew how to lighten the mood.

As for me, although I showed a happy face, I couldn't laugh at all inside, but I was filled with gratitude towards Sister Yun for her enthusiasm!

It seemed that everything in my heart had not escaped Sister Yun's shrewdness and meticulousness: "What's wrong, Meishao? You seem to have something on your mind today. I can tell you're a sentimental person, a girl who values relationships. Maybe listening to music will help. The CDs and tapes are in the little box in front of you."

"Oh, do you want to listen?" My hand had already casually picked up a CD.

"Of course I like them, otherwise why would I have so many in stock? You, little girl, always think of others first. Whoever marries you will be so lucky!"

"Sister Yun is teasing me again!"

"Haha, silly girl!"

She turned her head and gave me a sly smile. In that smile, I realized how beautiful her slightly upturned phoenix eyes were! For some reason, my heart skipped a beat.

The car's sound system was almost comparable to a home theater. The music started playing softly, and the song gradually became clearer. Sister Yun beside me swayed, constantly swinging her long hair. The wheels spun rapidly, and it was completely dark outside the car window. Car headlights occasionally flashed by, and there were fleeting bursts of colorful lights along the roadside in the outskirts of Beijing. Why did it get dark so quickly? In winter, the days are short and the nights are long.

"No moon, no stars, lost on the road, only two shadows. We have lost each other, leaving me with a thousand sorrows and memories of the past." The song made Sister Yun stop swaying, and she glanced at me.

"The red sun will never rise again, and my fervent heart has turned to ice. From now on, the stars will sink into the sky, leaving me only with tears of blood. The myriad affections on your smiling face have vanished in the wind, yet the wind has not calmed... I cannot express my feelings through tears, and I ask the heavens in vain. When will we meet again with joyful faces, and hear those people speak of our past love?"

"Squeak—"

"What? It stopped?" I asked dazedly.

"A road must have an end, a boundary!"

I stepped out of the car, rubbing my blurry eyes. The chaotic lights ahead seemed to point to the school gate.

The road was a grayish-white, and the wind was much stronger and colder than in the evening. Snowflakes blew through the air, swirling up snow particles that landed on my face, lifting my coat. I couldn't help but shiver, quickly turning up my collar. My vision was blurry…

“Is it cold outside? The road is slippery!”

Sister Yun’s tall figure came over. She stood behind me, and I felt the wind lessen considerably. An arm went around my shoulder, and her coat wrapped around both of us. The wind blew her long hair, lightly brushing against my face, causing a slight sting, perhaps from the cold. But I felt much less of the chill, and a warmth filled my heart.

“Meishao, you haven’t looked well. Are you sick?”

I just shook my head, not speaking, and not looking at her.

"Oh dear, why are you crying again, little girl? Be careful your nose doesn't freeze off, %$^&*((()hyt$#^..."

Sister Yun's mixed accent really makes you laugh even if you don't want to!

I finally got sick and collapsed. But strangely, it wasn't on the day I left that little teahouse, that "Happy Cave," nor was it the day after or the day after Sister Yun saw me off from the city, but on the fourth day after class started!

I only remember going to bed very early that night, and when I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a nicely decorated room. A middle-aged woman in a white coat was by my bedside. Seeing that I was awake, she rushed over and leaned over with a joyful expression, saying, "Meishahao, you're back! I was so worried."

"You? Me?..." Everything before me was so sudden, so unfamiliar. Only the medicine bottle hanging by the bed and the needle in my vein made me realize that I was being treated.

"Meishao, stop talking and let me tell you. You're in a family-style apartment in a hospital. You've been here for 30 hours because of a high fever. My name is Wang Lan, I'm your sister Yun's housekeeper. I used to be a head nurse, but I was laid off. Your sister Yun went on a business trip out of town, and she told me to come and book this room on Tuesday before she left. I've already arrived two days early." Wang Lan said excitedly.

"Oh, you're Aunt Wang! Thank you so much! But how did Sister Yun know I was sick?"

"Well, wait a minute, let me call your sister Yun first. She calls ten times a day to ask about you."

"Teacher Yun, what great news..." Aunt Wang dialed Sister Yun's number and started talking excitedly.

"Ah, good, good, my dear, don't worry. I'll do it myself. It's my old job. She's in good spirits, she can definitely do it. She's young after all!" Aunt Wang gently placed the phone in my hand.

"Meishao, you damn girl, you really made me anxious! It took you so long to wake up?"

"I..."

"Alright, stop talking. Don't worry about anything, Aunt Wang will handle everything. Just eat, drink, sleep, get treatment, be discharged, and go to school."

"But, can I ask just one question?"

"Say it! I'm very busy."

"How did you know I was bound to get sick? Why did our school send me to the hospital room you booked?"

"Haha, silly girl, how could you not get sick from the embarrassing things you did on the weekend night?"

I was shocked. "Ah!? How did you..."

"Oh, don't forget what I said. My relationship with Feifei is no less than yours, and who is Feifei's sister?"

"Oh... I see..." I was a little scared. This Sister Yun is too shrewd!

"Meishao, what's wrong? It's okay, I'm your sister. Feifei entrusted you to me, and I'm a man of my word. You'll see what kind of person I am later. I know your family is having some difficulties right now, and I'm just helping you, aren't I? In other words, we're all family. Besides, your good friend Feifei and I are in the same boat, haha. I don't have time now. There are two letters with Aunt Wang. You'll understand once you read them. If possible, I'll go back and pick you up from the hospital, okay!" The phone call ended.

I felt terrible. She knew all about what had happened to me?!

I was lost in thought when Aunt Wang quietly took the phone from my hand: "You lie down properly. I'll go check the prescription."

"Ah?...Oh, okay."

I was alone in the ward. The clear, pale yellow liquid dripped silently from the transparent tube. I knew it was being absorbed into my bloodstream through the steel needle that had pierced my skin and veins in an instant! My blood was being assimilated with it.

There were two brown paper envelopes, one large and one small, beside my pillow. I picked up the larger one first; it felt heavy in my hand. I opened it, and with a "clatter," a gleaming iron chain slid out. I almost fainted again. Wasn't this the one from there? Several iron rings still had deep grooves where they hadn't been cut.

I unfolded the letter and read:

"Meishao, my darling, don't blame me for still calling you that. This may be the last time.

There were so many things I wanted to say that night, to tell you after we had enjoyed ourselves to the fullest. But things always turn out so unexpectedly. Heaven didn't give me the time or the opportunity. You disappeared before I returned. It seems it's true; steel chains can't hold back fate! Your departure like this is beyond words to describe my grief.

But when I calmed down and thought about it again, this wasn't so bad after all. Rather than a separation that felt like death, a parting I couldn't bring myself to tell you, my darling, it's better to have this kind of farewell, this one that God arranged for us, so swift and so thorough."

I know you love me very much, but I can't repay your love. By the time you see this paper, I will have already flown to a foreign land with my cousin—the one you once met, the one you misunderstood, who is just as beautiful as you.

I was raised by my uncle since I was little; his kindness is immeasurable! My cousin's name is Liu Liliang. He was born with intellectual disabilities, purely a beautiful exterior, but very honest. He listens to me very well and has a kind heart.

I came to live with my mother, who raised my sister, when I was 16. Later, I went to university in Beijing and worked for myself. Recently, some foreigners came to my teahouse, and from them I learned about the hope for treating dementia, but also about the hereditary nature of the disease. So, I brought my cousin over.

I don't want to say more now. I think you are an intelligent girl; you surely understand everything and the meaning of what I haven't said. Isn't that right, my darling?

But I still don't understand how you broke those chains. I just can't fathom it. You, a petite girl who barely resembles a woman, bound by ropes, how could you...? However, it turns out you did break them. My only explanation is: it was fate! Fate that no one can resist!

I'm leaving. No matter how long it takes, no matter how many years, as long as there's a glimmer of hope, a tiny possibility, I will not give up on my cousin's treatment. Darling, I've repaired and preserved all your favorite toys. Feifei will find them when she comes back.

The chain broke in two; I'm taking one with me, and I'll leave the other for you. After all, we've walked such an extraordinary path together! I wish you (my former treasure) a lifetime of happiness, peace, and joy!!

I've finished reading the letter, and the broken chain is now tightly wrapped around my wrist.

Another letter, from Sister Yun:

Sister Yun said to you: From the first time I met you, I knew you were very smart. I won't say much more, just these few words.

Meishao, in this life, you can't not believe in fate, but you can't live without it either. Everything you experience and encounter in this life is something you must have. Those things that aren't meant for you cannot be forced. That's why I say fate isn't something people find; it comes to them on its own. The same applies to friends and partners. No matter what kind they are, as long as they're with you, it's fate.

You know, when Feifei first brought you to dinner on New Year's Day, I felt this fate. You're not only beautiful, but you also have an indescribable cuteness. Really, no wonder my husband keeps talking about you after he gets home, haha. Men's judgment of women is never wrong, right?

Speaking of now, you must be in a hospital bed, that's for sure. Sister Yun is so insightful! Haha. Also, you must be wondering why you only got sick a few days later. I've studied Traditional Chinese Medicine, let me explain.

Your illness was inevitable. With so much coldness and accumulated worries and resentment, how could you not get sick? The illness didn't flare up at the time because the Qi and blood were rising, and the heart fire was strong, which blocked the acupoints and meridians, thus maintaining a balance with the pathogenic factors and preventing any pathological signs. However, over time, as the spirit relaxed, the balance was broken, the acupoints opened, the pathogenic factors were released, and the illness became severe.

Therefore, I made preparations beforehand. I originally wanted to take care of you personally, to live up to Feifei and Yanghua's trust before they left, but I was forced to do what I was told. I contacted your school clinic and hospital and made arrangements. I have friends at the hospital, and things are relatively easy at your school, so you don't need to worry. Just focus on recovering, and I believe you will recover soon. Your illness is easy to cure! Haha.

And one more thing: I like you, my lovely little sister. A good mood makes for a better illness!

I read both letters, two different thoughts, two different feelings! What about the future? What should I do? What should I do??

"Ring ring..." The phone rang, startling me.

"Hello, who is this?... Oh, it's you! Thank you everyone, thank you to my classmates, thank you to my teacher, I'll be better soon... Ah? When? I think I can be discharged tomorrow. Are all my classmates doing well?... What? Sister Yun? Oh, yes, she's my sister. She went to study in Japan a long time ago and only recently returned. You must have heard of her!... She paid my apartment fees? How would I know if I was sick? Thank you, and I wish you all good luck. Ah, okay, don't worry, hehe..."

Just as I hung up the phone, a loud voice came from the doorway, "Wow! You're quick with the lies!" I looked in the direction of the voice and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow!! Feifei, you??"

"It's me! I heard you were quite ill, so I flew back immediately. How are you? You're still not dead from the torment?" At this moment, Feifei had already pounced on my bed. "You've lost so much weight in just a few days..."

With Feifei in front of me, I didn't dare to speak or look her in the eye. My eyes couldn't see anything clearly... Feifei snatched the chain from my hand and wrapped it around my neck: "You'll get strangled if you don't make up a good lie! Let me tell you, Sister Yun is a teacher!"

"Ah?! That school?" I panicked a little.

"It seems to be the same type as yours, on the main campus! If you get caught, you're in big trouble!!" Feifei tightened the chain sharply.

I didn't know if it was fear or frustration, "Wow...!!" My mouth dropped open.

Really, from that moment on, I didn't know if Yun-jie and I were bound by deep affection or a tragic fate. Alas! Fate is inescapable, separation is inevitable! In the end, no one can defy time!

"Snowflakes fall, carrying countless loves. Snowflakes fly, carrying countless romances. Lotuses bloom in the snow, carrying countless hopes, countless wishes. Past events are like dreams, like fleeting clouds, carrying countless sweet memories. Even though we are so far apart, true feelings remain forever in our hearts. Silently waiting for lovers, hoping our love will never change. Snowflakes fly, filling the sky...

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