A place to return to where there is no home

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This was the first time I'd stayed out all night when I could have gone home. At nine o'clock, I was still in Ji Ran's
ward , and Na was there too. She was clearly worried about me interacting with Ji Ran, especially after what happened that afternoon and how
I became uncontrollable and terrifying. She was even more afraid to let me be alone with Ji Ran, so she stayed with her sister and wouldn't
leave.

The atmosphere was a little awkward; none of the three of us spoke, and the ward was silent. Then my phone
rang —it was Yan calling, asking where I was and when I was coming home. I said I was on duty today and wouldn't be coming home. She
hesitated for a moment on the other end before saying, "Okay."

Su Qing hadn't finished her shift yet and had come to the ward twice. She seemed to sense I was a little bored and brought over
a few magazines from the break room. Ji Ran seemed nonchalant, but when Na turned away or wasn't looking
, she would stare at my face with a hint of mockery in her eyes, mixed with undisguised enthusiasm. That expression made me suspect she really
liked me. I felt an inexplicable pity for this cunning girl, even though I knew she was Na's
sister. Logically, I should have resented her—if it weren't for her, my Yan might not have fallen into that
meticulously crafted trap! But I had no reason to blame her; after all, she knew nothing and was currently
teetering on the brink of death.

Perhaps I should make better use of her, I thought silently. This would make it easier to manipulate Na,
simplify things quickly, and at least ensure Yan wouldn't contact Tong again! Then, I could further use her to take revenge on Tong,
dealing him a heavy blow. But I knew I couldn't rush things. Dealing with someone like Tong required waiting for an opportunity to deliver
a fatal blow, not giving him a chance to retaliate, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

After a while, Su Qing called from the doorway, waving for me to come out. After I left the ward, she
grabbed my me to the end of the corridor. Once we were far enough away, she whispered, "Didn't you leave early?
Why aren't you leaving?"

I rubbed my sore eyes. "I don't plan to go home tonight. I'm thinking of sleeping here."

She leaned against the wall, her head slightly lowered, but her eyes looked up at my face. She didn't try to persuade me to go home;
she simply smoothed out the wrinkles in my clothes, like a wife naturally addressing her husband. After a moment's hesitation
, her expression hardened as she said, "Being alone in the hospital must be boring, right? And you, why did you have to stay in
that room? Didn't you see how the other woman looked?"

Her reproachful tone was undisguised, the kind of way only the most intimate lovers
talk . Hearing this warmed my heart. I hesitated, wondering whether I should tell her about what happened with Na.

Before I could even speak, Su Qing said, "Since you're not going back, I need your
help ."

She pulled my hand and placed a bunch of keys in my palm, then said, "Go to my dorm and wait for me. I get off
work at midnight, and I'll talk to you then."

Without giving me a chance to respond, she turned and left.

Going to her dorm meant we might be seen, which meant our relationship might be
known . But I found myself not caring about any of that. If I could really help her, even if our relationship were
made public, it wouldn't be so scary. We already had this kind of relationship, I dared to admit it.

When Su Qing came back, I was leaning back in my chair watching TV, half asleep. As she put the things she was carrying
on the low table, she asked with dissatisfaction, "Why don't you go to bed and take a nap? Are you afraid I'll come back and eat
you while you're sleeping?"

Although it was said in a joking tone, it revealed a sense of self-pity. I quickly went over to clear the table for her,
awkwardly saying, "No, no, I just can't sleep. Please don't overthink it."

Su Qing glanced at me and laughed, "Don't be so nervous. I was just saying. But even if you
really treat me like a monster, I won't be angry, because I really do have a heart for you."

She brought back some side dishes from a night market: a plate of shredded squid, a plate of jellyfish, a dozen or so skewers of
grilled mud snails, and a seafood soup. Su Qing naturally took off her clothes until she was down to her small panties and bra. Her slender,
straight waist and smooth, fair skin shimmered captivatingly under the light. She went straight to
the bathroom, casually saying as she went, "There's some red wine in the cabinet. Go open it first. The glasses are in the third compartment.
I really want to drink today. You'll have a few drinks with me later..."

...Oh! I forgot to tell you, Ji Ran's test results are in—the situation looks pretty good, no
signs of deterioration... "

The rest of the words were inaudible; she had already gone into the bathroom, and the sound was cut off along with her.

But the door was ajar, and her graceful figure was reflected in the frosted glass, even the action of bending over to take off her underwear was clearly visible
. She had no defenses against me at all, as if I had been living in this room with her
for many years, so intimate that there was no need to hide anything.

The wine was a vibrant, blood-red color, leaving a faint arc on the glass after swirling. Su Qing
sat on the edge of the bed, wearing only an oversized t-shirt after her shower, the hem barely covering her buttocks. She crossed her legs, her posture graceful
and elegant, the super-short top making her legs appear even longer and more alluring, her glass-blue slippers dangling
gently , as if they might fall off at any moment.

I remained nestled in the chair, stretching my legs out... I sat under the low table, absentmindedly swirling
the glass in my hand, waiting for Su Qing to explain her intentions.

Su Qing seemed unaware of this; she calmly sipped her wine, as if savoring not
the wine itself, but the quiet passage of time we were experiencing.

Perhaps she was carefully choosing her words, I thought. No rush, there's plenty of time tonight anyway; even if I went back to
my dorm now, I might not be able to sleep.

Just then, someone knocked on the door a few times, very softly, without saying a word, giving
the impression of a tentative, uncertain knock.

I looked at Su Qing with suspicion. Who would come to visit so late? If it was a female
colleague from the hospital, I would inevitably feel a little awkward—in a workplace with complex relationships, the spread and
destructive power of rumors should not be underestimated. People's tendency to take rumors too seriously and amplify them endlessly often makes even the simplest
things obscure and difficult to understand.

"Open the door for me, see who it is..."

Su Qing didn't get up; instead, she went to get the wine bottle to pour herself a drink. She showed no curiosity,
remaining completely calm.

As soon as the door opened, a familiar face appeared—a man in his thirties, short and stout.
I stood there, staring blankly. He saw me startled and took a step back, his expression
shifting rapidly: panic, embarrassment, surprise, then realization, finally settling into a slightly hostile composure. I was also
momentarily stunned , unsure what to say. I recognized this man; it was here before, when he
had just come out of Su Qing's room and happened to run into me. Su Qing vaguely remembered him mentioning his surname was Xie.

"Who is it?"

Su Qing asked from behind.

I stepped aside, making way for the person outside to see Su Qing directly. At that moment, I
saw the man surnamed Xie's expression stiffen, immediately turning ugly.

Following his gaze, I turned and saw that Su Qing was now lying on the bed, one leg
dangling over the edge. Due to her position, her purplish-red underwear was completely exposed. She already had a great
figure , and this half-lying position accentuated her curves! Because of the alcohol, her face was flushed
, and under the light, she looked indescribably alluring and beautiful, making the scene in the room particularly ambiguous.
Anyone who wasn't a fool would immediately imagine some unknown scenarios!

"Oh, it's Director Xie. Is something the matter?"

Su Qing adjusted her leg position and asked.

The man was startled and stammered in a flustered manner, "Ah... I... I'm fine... no, there is
something... I forgot my bag in the duty room... Xiao Wang isn't here, so I came to get the key from you..."

"I didn't..."

Su Qing followed his lead, "How about I call Xiao Wang for you?"

"No need, no need... cough cough... you two talk, you two talk!"

I instinctively wanted to explain a few words, but suddenly changed my mind. Thinking of what Su Qing had said earlier, and considering
her expression just now, I suddenly realized that this was a scenario she had intentionally arranged. I gave the man a
polite smile and watched him leave somewhat disheveled. For some reason, I felt a sense of satisfaction. I closed the door
and turned to look at Su Qing. She was also looking at me with a half-smile. Our eyes met for a moment, and then we both chuckled knowingly
.

"Now, our relationship is no longer ambiguous!"

Su Qing said, hugging her knees. "I'm afraid there will be people pointing fingers and gossiping behind our backs in the hospital from now on. Will you
regret it?"

I didn't know what she was thinking. Was she using this action to express an attitude? Or
was it a hint to me...? I couldn't help but shake my head. Women are always a mystery, aren't they? Su Qing,
Ji Ran, Na—I can't figure them out. Even my wife, whom I live with, I don't know what she's
really thinking. She smiled at Su Qing again and replied, "No, I don't care what others think right now."

She slowly got out of bed, walked to my side, hooked one arm around my neck, pressed her face close to mine,
and stared intently into my eyes: "How can I thank you? I have nothing else, except physical pleasure! Do you need
it? Perhaps these past few days of torment have been too cruel to you; you should let go of your worries and relax."

As she spoke, her soft, full breasts pressed against my chest, slowly rubbing against me.
The fabric was very thin, and I could clearly feel that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her other hand was still holding a wine glass, but the glass
was tilted, and the wine inside poured down like raindrops from a window, soaking my shoulder.

The wine was icy cold, soaking both of our clothes, slowly turning Su Qing's already thin dress into
a dark, almost transparent shade. The wet fabric clung to her breasts, and the flesh beneath, mixed with the wine, flowed out,
slowly outlining the contours of her breasts. Her wine glass, still tilted, was now deliberately pouring, the
stream of wine moving from my shoulder to her neck, the red liquid splashing onto her snow-white skin, then sliding down her smooth
skin , flowing between her deep cleavage. The originally deep red wine, as it flowed over her body, turned a pale
pink, contrasting beautifully with her bright white skin, creating an indescribably alluring and seductive look.

Her arm rose higher and higher, and I could see a few sparse hairs peeking out from under her armpit,
her slender, soft arm twisting like a snake, swaying before my eyes. The sight of flesh-colored flesh, filled with the aroma of wine, mingled with
the scent of her perfume, created a breathtakingly beautiful scene. Her face was bare of makeup, her features clear
and clean , her eyelashes fluttering, her bright, sparkling eyes seeming to overflow with passion.
Her
earsjet-black were faintly visible among the hairs
. A few strands, damp with wine, clung to her skin, making her long neck even more alluring. Where her neck met her shoulders, her collarbone was prominent, and her wet shoulders were rounded and full, displaying
a woman's unique grace.

Her lips were tightly pressed together, forming a small swirl at the corner. She tilted her head, bringing her face closer and closer
until her smooth skin brushed against my lips. I was already very familiar with this beautiful and kind face; I had
even seen more arousing expressions in bed before. But the Su Qing before me lacked
the allure and seductive charm I had seen before. In a daze, she seemed to transform into a blooming flower,
slowly unfolding before me with an almost imperceptible grace, displaying her maturity and flawlessness.

Should I refuse? Such a beautiful woman! My thoughts were a bit muddled. Su Qing
's allure wasn't just physical; her comforting gentleness and all-seeing frankness gave
me an urge to escape my troubles and drown in them. I had always hoped to awaken Yan's protective instincts through Su Qing, to
make fight for and defend herself. But after our first intimate encounter, I realized she was like
a hunter constantly preparing to pounce, accurately using lust as bait to entice the desires buried deep within my heart. I felt
myself unknowingly sinking deeper and deeper, unable to extricate myself.

She seemed to read my mind, leaned in and gave me a light kiss on the lips, saying, "I
can't be sure it will ease the tension between you two, but at that time, I just secretly hoped that your Yan would
agree to do it. Maybe I really had ulterior motives, maybe I really fell in love with you. In my life,
the most important man is gone, leaving my heart forever adrift, never able to settle. I'm
actually the one who needs saving, like a drowning person desperately trying to grab onto anything they can!
After that day, I suddenly felt safe, like I had landed. You may not be perfect in other people's eyes, sometimes
seeming indecisive, dull, and unromantic. But those qualities in you have a fatal attraction for me!"

Every time I see you in pain, my heart aches. I want to hug you and comfort you, and I want to give you
everything I have. I'm willing to do anything to help you get out of this suffering. "

I've also been greedy, thinking of possessing you completely, because I know that the reason I used that
method to intrude into your life was because I wanted to be closer to you, even closer, until we were inseparable. Don't laugh at my
wishful thinking; when you see something you like, you always have thoughts of coveting it. I even secretly hoped that you
two would never reconcile and would eventually divorce, so that I could pursue you openly, unafraid of being laughed at
for being shameless or despicable. As long as I could be close to you, I would be content."

"For the first time in my life, I feel full of energy. Just seeing you every day makes me
feel happy and fulfilled. Talking to you for a few minutes makes me sleep soundly and peacefully at night.
I can't remember the last time I felt this way, so real, so impulsive! Like a silly
child , I'm in a daze, almost unable to suppress the madness in my heart."

"But you have a lover! I know how much you love her. I should quietly watch over you, without causing you
any trouble. That's the best thing for you. I was determined to do that. I told myself, don't
be greedy, don't do anything foolish. Just stay with you as you are. As long as you don't reject me, I'll be your
mistress . But just now, when you were standing at the door, I suddenly broke down! I realized how much I
wish you were my husband, someone who could openly protect me and give me the peace I've always dreamed of!"

"I'm telling you this not to ask for anything, not to seek your pity, but because I can't help but
confide in you.

Once I've said it, I'll give up. I want you to be wary of me, not to be
merciful to me when I lose my temper and try to take you! If one day I can't help but get too close to you, please push me away..."

She murmured softly, her breath warm and damp on my face. I stood there, stunned, a
surge of emotion welling up inside me. I had never imagined that this seemingly calm and gentle woman could have
such ! I knew her past, knew that countless men had been by her side
. Could such a woman still have the kind of love a young girl has?

With a crisp "clang," the glass in Su Qing's hand fell to the ground. She wrapped her arms around my
neck , her trembling red lips pressing against mine, like a child begging for affection, timidly pleading. I was pushed back by her, finally falling onto the bed. She pressed me down, cupping my head and kissing me, her soft, wet tongue
licking my cheeks, eyes, eyebrows, and forehead. A wave of tenderness enveloped me, so much so that I couldn't even think straight.

The room was quiet, except for heavy breathing. I lay on my back on the bed, and through
Su Qing's disheveled black hair, I could see the pitch-black night outside the window. The night was as black as ink, like a gigantic, gaping
maw, ready to devour everything.

Her hands roamed over my body, caressing my body and soul, slowly arousing me. Finally, she deftly
unbuckled her belt and grasped my penis between her legs.

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