[Yang] [Author: Shenzhen Teppanyaki]

She slipped on her slippers by the bedside, stood up, took three steps forward, and raised her hand to navel level—that was the doorknob. She gently turned it, opening the door silently. After nine steps forward, she turned right and took one step; the feel of her shoes confirmed it was the non-slip mat by the bathroom door. Two more steps forward, and the laundry basket was on her left. She slowly leaned forward, and a pair of stockings came easily

to her. Although she was still blind, Mu Ran knew the way to the bathroom by heart after three months of Yi Han ignoring her. Even so, this was the first time she had secretly come in to take Yi Han's recently discarded stockings for masturbation. Mu Ran felt a little uneasy; her heart, already pounding with long-suppressed desire, beat even more violently, and her hand holding the stockings trembled slightly.

Mu Ran suppressed the trembling in her heart and hands, placing one stocking about four inches from the sink on her right. She then held her other hand under her nose and took a deep breath. A familiar, faintly sweet scent, mingled with a hint of sweat and the lingering smell of fabric oil from the stockings, created an irresistible allure that stirred Mu Ran's desire. Mu Ran's heart skipped a beat, his lower body throbbing, creating a small tent in his shorts.

"It's Avon's little black dress again!" Mu Ran murmured, pulling down his shorts and slipping the stockings over his still-erect penis, gently rubbing the tender flesh beneath the glans. He continued to greedily inhale the fragrance emanating from the stockinged thighs.

The tingling heat near his glans gradually spread, connecting the burning sensation between his legs and lower abdomen. The sweet, cloying scent deepened in his nostrils, surging through the floodgates of memory in Mu Ran's mind.

... "Does it smell good?" Yi Han, in a white dress, playfully asked, bringing the back of her hand to Mu Ran's nose.

"Mmm, smells good." It was the first time Mu Ran had been so close to a girl's skin. The faint, sweet scent seemed to surround his entire body, making him blush and speechless with nervousness.

"Hehe—Silly boy, you're just like a block of wood, no wonder you're called Mu Ran." Yi Han chuckled, amused by Mu Ran's naiveté. "I like the smell of this shower gel, it smells like one of my favorite fruit candies from childhood." "I...I..." "What 'I'? Do you have something to say to me? We were deskmates in junior high, and now we're so lucky to be in the same university. What can't old classmates say to each other?" Yi Han blinked mischievously.

"I wanted to say...I want to buy you shower gel for the rest of your life, okay?" "You're such a silly boy!" Yi Han's face flushed slightly. She shoved the shower gel into Mu Ran's hand, bit her lower lip, smiled, and ran away.

Mu Ran was stunned, watching Yi Han's figure grow smaller and smaller in the distance. Suddenly, Yi Han turned and smiled at him. The sunset glow reflected in her bright eyes and white teeth, making the whole world instantly colorful. Mu Ran suddenly realized what was happening, slapped his forehead hard, and felt his whole body burning with excitement.

...A burning sensation first spread from his groin throughout his body, then returned. Mu Ran's hand, gripping his stocking-covered genitals, gradually increased its range of motion, and his grip tightened. As his penis grew larger and more erect, the stockings tightened, and the glans, which had been hidden inside, turned purplish-red, stubbornly standing at the forefront. The stockings slid back and forth in Mu Ran's hand, picking up the bright, viscous fluid seeping from the tip of his glans.

Mu Ran groaned comfortably, then stopped alertly. He listened carefully for any sound from the bedroom where Yi Han had been living since their separation, and only then did he resume his movements. With a little lubricant on his penis, his hand movements became increasingly smooth. The friction of the stockings and the lubricated penis created a delicate balance; moving the hand backward was smooth, while moving it forward was sluggish. The seams of the stockings scraped against the edge of the glans, much like the unforgettable little mouth of Yi Han.

... "Oh—hiss—" Mu Ran gasped, his expression conflicted.

"Hmm—what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Yi Han raised her pretty face, her expression concerned. Her innocent face, with drool spilling from the corner of her mouth, made one unsure whether to feel tenderness or be overcome by lust.

"No, no. It's so comfortable, so incredibly comfortable!" Mu Ran suppressed the urge to push the girl kneeling before him down, grimacing as he said, "It's just that your teeth slightly grazed my...it hurts, but it feels good, hehe..." "You rascal!" Yi Han blushed and slapped Mu Ran's thigh. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for hurting you. But I really want to save my first time for our wedding, I want to be your perfect bride!" "Oh—oh—it's happening again..." As soon as she finished speaking, Yi Han took Mu Ran's penis into her mouth again, awkwardly moving it back and forth. Mu Ran couldn't help but let out another series of conflicted moans. "Yi Han, we'll graduate this year. I'll marry you when I earn enough money! Oh—ah—no, no, I can't take it anymore..."...The pleasure of ejaculation surged through him, and the angry face of Yi Han, caught off guard and having her semen shot into his mouth, seemed to appear before Mu Ran's eyes.精液就要汹涌澎湃的涌出来，本是闭着眼享受的木然倏地睁开眼想要再看看易涵那张让人心动的脸，可是眼前的光影一闪而逝，只剩下一片漆黑。他的心像是从山峰跌到谷底，整个人像被石化般呆呆的站立在那里，手中的动作也停了下来，只剩怒张的阴茎一跳一跳的颤动，和他低落的心情形成鲜明对比。

射精的感觉随着木然坠落的心一道消失在深渊里，就像已经在他眼前消失了一年零七个月的易涵的容颜。

「易涵，是我对不起你，我不该向你发脾气」木然心头烦乱，泣下无声：「我爱你，你知道么？我是真的爱你！」……「木然，我也爱你！」仰躺在新房婚床上的容颜娇媚的易涵未着寸缕，仅仅用手遮住自己的重要部位，一脸羞惭的回应。看向木然的眼睛中的幸福满的就要溢出来。

"Yi Han, thank you." Mu Ran, also naked, kissed Yi Han's forehead deeply, his hands caressing her cheeks, his voice tender and affectionate: "Thank you for enduring hardship with me these past few years, for fighting alongside me! I will cherish you for the rest of my life and never let you suffer again..." "Shh—" Yi Han pressed her index finger to Mu Ran's lips, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons: "Don't say anymore about me eating steamed buns and pickled vegetables with you. Enough said. Being with you was my choice. You are the man I love, the only man in my life. Whether in happiness or pain, poverty or wealth, I will be with you. Don't say that time was just a failed business venture, eating steamed buns and pickled vegetables with you for four months. Even if it were four years, forty years, as long as I'm with you, I'd be willing." "Yi Han, I..." "Silly girl! A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold—" Yi Han murmured shyly.

Only then did Mu Ran notice that Yi Han's hands had completely left her private parts; her proud breasts and pubic hair were now completely exposed and within reach.

Their bodies were already very close, Yi Han's body burning hot, intoxicating Mu Ran and making her restless. She slowly twisted her body, a tuft of hair brushing against Mu Ran's lower abdomen, making him feel intoxicated and ecstatic. Mu Ran breathed heavily, pouncing on Yi Han's lips like a hungry tiger.

Yi Han let out a soft moan, her tongue moving nimbly, eagerly responding. She wrapped her arms around Mu Ran's neck, holding her lover tightly in her arms, as if letting go for a moment would mean losing him forever. In the midst of the passionate kiss, Mu Ran's hands climbed up to Yi Han's breasts, gently caressing and kneading them. Yi Han's heart raced, her breath could be heard in the small room, and the secret valley between her legs murmured, a beautiful sight.

Mu Ran's legs felt the change in Yi Han's secret valley, and his already aroused lower body could no longer restrain itself. He parted Yi Han's legs and slowly rubbed between her thighs.易涵幽谷中的小豆受到刺激，虽温柔却也难耐。她向上伸长了脖颈，咽下一口香涎，不由自主的美美的呻吟了一声。双腿一分，将木然夹在当中。

这呻吟听在木然耳中，无疑是一声进攻的号角；分开的美腿，恰恰邀请的手势也似。他用双腿抵住易涵的臀，轻抚着她的秀发，趴在她耳边柔声说：「我来了！」易涵微微点头，一双美目射出坚定的鼓励，定定的看着木然。木然点头俯身，下体向前耸动，却不能得门而入，几经尝试，终归无果。

木然赧然，易涵微笑。

Yi Han placed one hand on Mu Ran's chest, while the other guided Mu Ran's penis downwards. Mu Ran tried again, finally finding the entrance and entering with a flourish.

However, Yi Han's path was narrow and difficult; despite the slippery surface, Mu Ran still struggled. After a few slides, only the head of his penis penetrated slightly before encountering the final barrier inside Yi Han. Upon contact, Yi Han winced in pain, and tried again, but to no avail. Seeing Yi Han's pain, Mu Ran considered withdrawing, but Yi Han hooked his waist, slowly shook her head, and whispered, "I want you, it doesn't hurt!" Encouraged, Mu Ran forced himself forward despite the pain, but upon reaching the barrier, he still couldn't resist pushing harder. Yi Han encouraged him again, and Mu Ran advanced. Using Mu Ran's momentum, Yi Han thrust forward with his hips, and Mu Ran's penis finally broke through the obstruction, penetrating deep inside Yi Han. Yi Han let out a soft cry, then held it in, lying on the bed panting heavily, his chest heaving with each breath.

Mu Ran gently pulled his penis out, asking with concern, "Does it hurt?" "It hurts! But I'm happy!" Yi Han smiled at Mu Ran, "I'm yours now! I love you!" "I love you too!" Mu Ran kissed Yi Han and slowly put his penis back in. Looking at the bright red color on his penis, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his glans.

...The slight pain in his glans brought Mu Ran back to his senses. The stockings were wrapped a little too tightly, causing the glans of his softened penis, still engorged with blood, to be stuck outside the stockings' confinement. Mu Ran groped to untangle the stockings, but the pain in his heart gradually intensified. Yi Han had always been obedient to him, impeccable as both a wife and daughter-in-law. He had truly hurt her deeply, which was why she ignored him, even speaking only the same three sentences to him every day. "

Get up!

Come and eat!

" ... "The bed is made, go to sleep!" Yi Han's cold voice made him sound like a lifeless machine.

"Yi Han, I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Can you say one more word to me, just a few more words?" Mu Ran apologized while trying to grab Yi Han's hand, but since he couldn't see, he missed.

"Yi Han, what will it take for you to forgive me?" Mu Ran heard Yi Han dart to the doorway, knowing she was powerless to stop her any longer. She said, with a mix of embarrassment and anger, "I shouldn't have scolded you, and I especially shouldn't have told you to find someone better. I know I was a complete jerk back then. But you've been angry with me for so long, shouldn't you be over it by now? Three months, three months! For three months, you haven't spoken to me, haven't touched me, we even slept in separate bedrooms, you just wake me up for meals and bedtime every day.

I've apologized to you dozens of times in these three months, aren't you angry enough? I beg you, please stop torturing me with silence, okay? I'm going crazy!" The sounds of children playing downstairs drifted in through the window, guests across the hall were saying goodbye to their host at the door, the wind rustled the leaves of the potted plants on the windowsill, the whole world was filled with sound, except for Yi Han.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong! But can't you understand me, can't you try to see things from my perspective?" Mu Ran was furious. Over a year of darkness was unbearable, and the loneliness and despair of the past three months were threatening to destroy his will. "I'm a color analyst! My company specializes in color guidance! I make a living with my eyes! But I can't see! The doctor said it's just a blood clot pressing on my optic nerve, and I could regain my sight at any time, but it's been over a year, over a year since that damn car accident! All I see is darkness, nothing but fucking darkness! Can't you understand how heartbroken I am? My company is about to go bankrupt, and I might be blind for the rest of my life! I can't take care of you anymore, I can't even see your face again, do you know how painful that is? I shouldn't have yelled at you, I shouldn't have thrown things at you, please have mercy and say something to me!" Mu Ran finished his roar, leaving the room in a deathly silence. After a while, the door clicked shut, and after a few footsteps, the door to the other bedroom clicked shut as well.

...The door to Yi Han's bedroom clicked softly. Mu Ran, on the verge of agitation in the darkness, snapped to attention and frantically tossed the stockings he was holding into the laundry basket. Just as the silence seemed to freeze, a soft squeak of slippers scraping against the floor echoed from the bedroom doorway, then vanished without a trace. Mu Ran suddenly remembered there was another stocking on the sink, so he slowly and silently reached for it. The instant his hand touched the stocking, Yi Han's bedroom door clicked shut, startling Mu Ran so much that he grabbed only the corner of the stocking.

Mu Ran let out a sigh of relief and took the stocking back, intending to throw it in the laundry basket. Suddenly, he noticed something slippery on the stocking. Suspicious, Mu Ran brought the stocking to his nose and sniffed it carefully. A pungent, fishy smell of semen filled the air.

The stench invaded his nostrils, and with it, his very soul. It was like an invisible hand, gripping Mu Ran's heart tightly, forcing the hot, churning blood within to his head. He wanted to think, but his mind was blank; he desperately tried to calm himself, but every muscle in his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Yi Han cheated on me... Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Mu Ran wanted to slap himself for his filthy thoughts, but he was afraid of disturbing Yi Han, so he stopped halfway: "My sense of smell is malfunctioning, it must be. Smell it again, smell it again..." Mu Ran ran his unresponsive fingers over the spot he had just touched, finding that the slippery area was larger than before, and most of it had dried and scabbed over, with only a few places still moist.

It was undoubtedly semen stains, and it had been on the stockings for some time. Judging from the timeline, it must have happened not long before Yi Han got home, most likely downstairs or even in the hallway.

Mu Ran's heart plummeted as if he were plunging from the highest point of a rapid, the air around him seemed to have frozen, making him shiver. He mechanically held the stockings to his nose, the pungent smell of semen assaulting his nostrils once more.

Mu Ran felt dizzy, his legs unable to support his body, and he slowly slid down to the floor against the wall.

He couldn't understand why a conflict stemming from his own inferiority complex could destroy Yi Han's feelings for him that had lasted over a decade; he couldn't comprehend how three months could have caused Yi Han to abandon him, fall for someone else, and even have an affair with another man. Scenes from their time together, from their first meeting to their falling in love, flashed through Mu Ran's mind like slides, then faded into darkness; all the vows of eternal love echoed in his ears, then vanished without a trace. His world seemed to collapse instantly.

Anger, pain, and other indescribable emotions suffocated Mu Ran's heart, making him feel like he was about to explode. He wanted to shout, but no sound came out when he opened his mouth. Anger surged through his throat, rising to his knees. He shuffled to the bedside, put on his slippers, stood up, and took three steps forward. He raised his hand to navel level; the doorknob was there. He gently turned it, opening the door silently. He took nine steps forward, then turned right and took one step. The feel of his shoes confirmed it was the non-slip mat by the bathroom door. Two more steps forward, and the laundry basket was on his left. He slowly leaned forward, and a pair of stockings slipped into his hand.

Although he was still blind, Mu Ran knew the way to the bathroom by heart after three months of Yi Han ignoring him. Even so, this was the first time he had secretly come in to take Yi Han's recently discarded stockings for masturbation. Mu Ran felt a little uneasy; his heart, already pounding with long-suppressed desire, beat even more violently, and his hand holding the stockings trembled slightly.

Mu Ran, suppressing the trembling in his heart and hands, placed one of the stockings about four inches from the sink on his right. He then raised his other hands to his nose and took a deep breath. A familiar, faintly sweet scent, mixed with a hint of sweat and the lingering smell of the stocking's fabric oil, mingled together to create an irresistible allure that ignited Mu Ran's desire. Mu Ran's heart skipped a beat, and his lower body throbbed, creating a small tent in his shorts.

"It's Avon's little black dress!" Mu Ran murmured to himself as he pulled down his shorts, slipping the stocking's instep over his still-erect penis, gently rubbing the tender flesh beneath the glans. He continued to greedily inhale the fragrance from the stocking's base.

The tingling heat near the glans gradually spread, connecting the burning sensation between his legs and lower abdomen. The sweet, cloying scent deepened in his nostrils, surging through the floodgates of memory in Mu Ran's mind.

"Does it smell good?" Yi Han, dressed in a white dress, brought the back of her hand to Mu Ran's nose and asked playfully.

"Mmm, it smells good." It was the first time Mu Ran had been so close to a girl's skin. The faint sweet scent seemed to surround his entire body, making him blush and speechless with nervousness.

"Hehe—Silly boy, you're just like a block of wood. No wonder you're called Mu Ran." Yi Han was amused by Mu Ran's naivety and giggled. "I like the smell of this shower gel. It smells like the kind of fruit candy I loved to eat when I was a kid." "I...I..." "What do you

mean, 'I'? Do you have something to say to me? We were deskmates in junior high, and now we're so lucky to be in the same university. What can't old classmates say to each other?" Yi Han blinked mischievously. "I wanted to say...I want to buy you shower gel for the rest of your life, okay?" "You're such a silly boy!" Yi Han's face turned slightly red. She shoved the shower gel in Mu Ran's hand, bit her lower lip, smiled, and ran away.

Mu Ran froze, watching Yi Han's figure recede into the distance. Suddenly, Yi Han turned and smiled at him, the sunset reflecting off her bright eyes and white teeth, instantly making the world vibrant. Mu Ran suddenly understood, slapping his forehead hard, his whole body seemingly burning with excitement.

...A burning sensation first spread from his groin throughout his body, then returned. Mu Ran's hand, gripping his stocking-covered genitals, gradually increased its range of motion, his grip tightening. As his penis grew larger and more erect, the stockings tightened, the glans, previously hidden, now turning purplish-red, stubbornly standing at the forefront. The stockings swished back and forth in Mu Ran's hand, picking up the bright, viscous fluid seeping from the tip of his glans.

Mu Ran groaned comfortably, then stopped alertly. He listened carefully for any sound from Yi Han's bedroom after their separation, then resumed his movements. The slight lubrication made his hand movements increasingly smooth. The friction of the stockings and the lubricated penis created a delicate balance; moving the hand backward was smooth, while moving it forward was sluggish. The seams of the stockings scraped against the edge of the glans, much like the unforgettable little mouth of Yi Han.

... "Oh—hiss—" Mu Ran gasped, his expression conflicted.

"Hmm—what's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Yi Han raised her pretty face, her expression concerned. Her innocent face, with drool spilling from the corner of her mouth, made one unsure whether to feel tenderness or be overcome by lust.

"No, no. It's so comfortable, so incredibly comfortable!" Mu Ran suppressed the urge to push the girl kneeling before him down, grimacing as he said, "It's just that your teeth slightly grazed my...it hurts, but it feels good, hehe..." "You rascal!" Yi Han blushed and slapped Mu Ran's thigh. "I'm sorry, it's all my fault for hurting you. But I really want to save my first time for our wedding, I want to be your perfect bride!" "Oh—oh—it's happening again..." As soon as she finished speaking, Yi Han took Mu Ran's penis into her mouth again, awkwardly moving it back and forth. Mu Ran couldn't help but let out another series of conflicted moans. "Yi Han, we'll graduate this year. I'll marry you when I earn enough money! Oh—ah—no, no, I can't take it anymore..."...The pleasure of ejaculation surged through him, and the angry face of Yi Han, caught off guard and having her semen shot into his mouth, seemed to appear before Mu Ran's eyes. Just as the semen was about to gush out, Mu Ran, who had been enjoying the moment with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, wanting to see Yi Han's captivating face one last time. But the light and shadow before him vanished in an instant, leaving only darkness. His heart felt like it had plummeted from a mountain peak to the bottom of a valley. He stood there, petrified, his hands frozen in place, only his erect penis throbbing, a stark contrast to his dejected mood.

The sensation of ejaculation vanished into the abyss along with Mu Ran's descent into despair, just like Yi Han's face, which had disappeared from his sight for a year and seven months.

"Yi Han, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you," Mu Ran choked back tears, sobbing silently. "I love you, you know? I really love you!"... "Mu Ran, I love you too!" Lying on the bridal bed in their new home, Yi Han, her face radiant with beauty, lay naked, only covering her private parts with her hands, responding with a look of shame. Her eyes, filled with happiness, were practically overflowing as she looked at Mu Ran.

"Yi Han, thank you." Mu Ran, also naked, kissed Yi Han's forehead deeply, his hands caressing her cheeks, his voice tender and affectionate: "Thank you for enduring hardship with me these past few years, for fighting alongside me! I will cherish you for the rest of my life and never let you suffer again..." "Shh—" Yi Han pressed her index finger to Mu Ran's lips, her eyes crinkling into crescent moons: "Don't say anymore about me eating steamed buns and pickled vegetables with you. Enough said. Being with you was my choice. You are the man I love, the only man in my life. Whether in happiness or pain, poverty or wealth, I will be with you. Don't say that time was just a failed business venture, eating steamed buns and pickled vegetables with you for four months. Even if it were four years, forty years, as long as I'm with you, I'd be willing." "Yi Han, I..." "Silly girl! A moment of passion is worth a thousand pieces of gold—" Yi Han murmured shyly.

Only then did Mu Ran notice that Yi Han's hands had completely left her private parts; her proud breasts and pubic hair were now completely exposed and within reach.

Their bodies were already very close, Yi Han's body burning hot, intoxicating Mu Ran and making her restless. She slowly twisted her body, a tuft of hair brushing against Mu Ran's lower abdomen, making him feel intoxicated and ecstatic. Mu Ran breathed heavily, pouncing on Yi Han's lips like a hungry tiger.

Yi Han let out a soft moan, her tongue moving nimbly, eagerly responding. She wrapped her arms around Mu Ran's neck, holding her lover tightly in her arms, as if letting go for a moment would mean losing him forever. In the midst of the passionate kiss, Mu Ran's hands climbed up to Yi Han's breasts, gently caressing and kneading them. Yi Han's heart raced, her breath could be heard in the small room, and the secret valley between her legs murmured, a beautiful sight.

Mu Ran's legs felt the change in Yi Han's secret valley, and his already aroused lower body could no longer restrain itself. He parted Yi Han's legs and slowly rubbed between her thighs. Stimulated, the little bean in Yi Han's valley, though gentle, was also restless. She stretched her neck upward, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and involuntarily let out a beautiful moan. She spread her legs, trapping Mu Ran between them.

To Mu Ran, this moan was undoubtedly a clarion call to attack; the parted beautiful legs were like an invitation. He used his legs to press against Yi Han's buttocks, gently stroking her hair, and whispered in her ear, "I'm coming!" Yi Han nodded slightly, her beautiful eyes shining with firm encouragement as she looked steadily at Mu Ran. Mu Ran nodded and bent down, his lower body thrusting forward, but he couldn't find the entrance. After several attempts, he still failed.

Mu Ran was embarrassed, and Yi Han smiled.

Yi Han placed one hand on Mu Ran's chest, and the other hand guided Mu Ran's "soldier." Mu Ran tried again and finally found the entrance to the valley, entering with a sigh.

But little did he know that Yi Han's path was narrow and difficult. Although he slipped quite a bit, it still made Mu Ran's movements difficult. Mu Ran slipped a few times, and only the head of his penis went in a little before encountering the last barrier inside Yi Han's body. Upon the first contact, Yi Han winced in pain, and tried again, but to no avail. Seeing Yi Han's pain, Mu Ran wanted to withdraw temporarily, but Yi Han hooked her arms around his waist, slowly shook her head, and whispered with a lip purr, "I want you, it doesn't hurt!" Encouraged, Mu Ran endured the pain and pushed forward, but when he reached the barrier, he still couldn't bear to give up and forced his way in. Yi Han encouraged him again, and Mu Ran went in again. Using Mu Ran's momentum, Yi Han thrust her hips forward, and Mu Ran's penis finally broke through the obstruction and penetrated deep inside Yi Han's body. Yi Han let out a soft cry, then held it in, lying on the bed panting heavily, her chest heaving with each breath.

Mu Ran gently pulled his penis out, asking with concern, "Does it hurt?" "It hurts! But I'm happy!" Yi Han smiled at Mu Ran, "I'm yours now! I love you!" "I love you too!" Mu Ran kissed Yi Han and slowly inserted his penis again. Looking at the bright red color on his penis, he suddenly felt a slight pain in the glans.

...The slight pain in the glans brought Mu Ran back to his senses. The stockings were wrapped too tightly, causing the still engorged glans of his softened penis to be stuck outside the stockings. Mu Ran fumbled to untangle the stockings, but the pain in his heart grew stronger. Yi Han had always been so devoted to him, impeccable as both a wife and daughter-in-law. He had truly hurt her deeply, which was why she ignored him, even speaking only the same three sentences to him every day.

Time to get up!

" Come and eat!

"... "The bed is made, go to sleep!" Yi Han's cold voice made him sound like a lifeless machine.

"Yi Han, I was wrong, I know I was wrong! Please say one more word to me, please say a few more words, okay?" Mu Ran apologized while trying to grab Yi Han's hand, but since he couldn't see, he missed.

"Yi Han, what will it take for you to forgive me?" Mu Ran heard Yi Han dart to the doorway, knowing she was powerless to stop her any longer. She said, with a mix of embarrassment and anger, "I shouldn't have scolded you, and I especially shouldn't have told you to find someone better. I know I was a complete jerk back then. But you've been angry with me for so long, shouldn't you be over it by now? Three months, three months! For three months, you haven't spoken to me, haven't touched me, we even slept in separate bedrooms, you just wake me up for meals and bedtime every day.

I've apologized to you dozens of times in these three months, aren't you angry enough? I beg you, please stop torturing me with silence, okay? I'm going crazy!" The sounds of children playing downstairs drifted in through the window, guests across the hall were saying goodbye to their host at the door, the wind rustled the leaves of the potted plants on the windowsill, the whole world was filled with sound, except for Yi Han.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong! But can't you understand me, can't you try to see things from my perspective?" Mu Ran was furious. Over a year of darkness was unbearable, and the loneliness and despair of the past three months were threatening to destroy his will. "I'm a color analyst! My company specializes in color guidance! I make a living with my eyes! But I can't see! The doctor said it's just a blood clot pressing on my optic nerve, and I could regain my sight at any time, but it's been over a year, over a year since that damn car accident! All I see is darkness, nothing but fucking darkness! Can't you understand how heartbroken I am? My company is about to go bankrupt, and I might be blind for the rest of my life! I can't take care of you anymore, I can't even see your face again, do you know how painful that is? I shouldn't have yelled at you, I shouldn't have thrown things at you, please have mercy and say something to me!" Mu Ran finished his roar, leaving the room in a deathly silence. After a while, the door clicked shut, and after a few footsteps, the door to the other bedroom clicked shut as well.

...The door to Yi Han's bedroom clicked softly. Mu Ran, on the verge of agitation in the darkness, snapped to attention and frantically tossed the stockings he was holding into the laundry basket. Just as the silence seemed to freeze, a soft squeak of slippers scraping against the floor echoed from the bedroom doorway, then vanished without a trace. Mu Ran suddenly remembered there was another stocking on the sink, so he slowly and silently reached for it. The instant his hand touched the stocking, Yi Han's bedroom door clicked shut, startling Mu Ran so much that he grabbed only the corner of the stocking.

Mu Ran let out a sigh of relief and took the stocking back, intending to throw it in the laundry basket. Suddenly, he noticed something slippery on the stocking. Suspicious, Mu Ran brought the stocking to his nose and sniffed it carefully. A pungent, fishy smell of semen filled the air.

The stench invaded his nostrils, and with it, his very soul. It was like an invisible hand, gripping Mu Ran's heart tightly, forcing the hot, churning blood within to his head. He wanted to think, but his mind was blank; he desperately tried to calm himself, but every muscle in his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Yi Han cheated on me... Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Mu Ran wanted to slap himself for his filthy thoughts, but he was afraid of disturbing Yi Han, so he stopped halfway: "My sense of smell is malfunctioning, it must be. Smell it again, smell it again..." Mu Ran ran his unresponsive fingers over the spot he had just touched, finding that the slippery area was larger than before, and most of it had dried and scabbed over, with only a few places still moist.

It was undoubtedly semen stains, and it had been on the stockings for some time. Judging from the timeline, it must have happened not long before Yi Han got home, most likely downstairs or even in the hallway.

Mu Ran's heart plummeted as if he were plunging from the highest point of a rapid, the air around him seemed to have frozen, making him shiver. He mechanically held the stockings to his nose, the pungent smell of semen assaulting his nostrils once more.

Mu Ran felt dizzy, his legs unable to support his body, and he slowly slid down to the floor against the wall.

He couldn't understand why a conflict stemming from his own inferiority complex could destroy Yi Han's feelings for him that had lasted over a decade; he couldn't comprehend how three months could have caused Yi Han to abandon him, fall for someone else, and even have an affair with another man. Scenes from their time together, from their first meeting to their falling in love, flashed through Mu Ran's mind like slides, then faded into darkness; all the vows of eternal love echoed in his ears, then vanished without a trace. His world seemed to collapse instantly.

Anger, pain, and other indescribable emotions suffocated Mu Ran's heart, making him feel like he was about to explode.他想要大吼，可张开嘴却发不出声音，愤懑划过喉咙，顶在眼底，化作两行滚烫的热泪汩汩流下。

「三个月的时间，就能让你放弃我们坚守了十几年的感情吗？时间真的能如此彻底的改变一个人？和我相濡以沫的易涵哪里去了？只是因为我瞎了，不能再给你物质上的幸福了？」木然圆睁双目，瞳仁似血，却依然无法看穿心中的黑暗：「男人是谁？那个王八蛋到底是谁？大学时候追求易涵的李贤？一直对易涵献殷切的同事小胡？还是易涵的上司张总？对！一定是张总那个老混蛋，我还没瞎的时候他就对易涵垂涎三尺，看她的眼光一直就色咪咪的！他有钱，能够负担易涵的开销，更能给她优渥的生活，一定是他！」木然正坐在卫生间里胡思乱想的当口，忽然从远端的卧室里传来一声微仅可闻的呻吟。 Just as all was quiet, Mu Ran's hearing, sharpened since losing his sight, struck his furious heart like a bolt from the blue.

"Yi Han! Yi Han!" Mu Ran's eyes blazed with fury. He abruptly stood up and threw the stockings in his hand to the ground. "You dared to bring that bastard home!! You must have opened the door to hear if I was asleep so you could have sex with your lover! Today I...I..." Mu Ran took two steps back to the non-slip mat by the bathroom door, grabbed the mop standing beside it, and was about to pull out the solid handle when another suppressed groan came, mixed with a buzzing sound that matched the groan's pitch. Mu Ran was startled, listening intently. He realized that only these two sounds were coming from him; there was no slapping sound like two people having sex.

"A vibrator? Yi Han is masturbating!" Mu Ran gently put the mop back, took off her slippers, and silently crept to Yi Han's door. Due to the distance, the sounds inside became clearer; she could hear moans, buzzing, and a sound like a machine fan.

"A fan? A computer! Yi Han is watching porn and masturbating!" Mu Ran had a feeling, then chuckled to herself, "Am I overthinking it? I knew Yi Han would be angry, but she would never do anything to betray me. That stuff on her stockings must have happened on the bus; some pervert did it when she wasn't looking. It definitely wasn't because she cheated. If she had just cheated, why would she be masturbating?" Mu Ran's mind suddenly cleared, and she almost wanted to dance with joy. But then she remembered her earlier suspicions about Yi Han and felt ashamed. Just as she was silently smiling at the door, the moans from inside the room started again, this time noticeably louder than before, and her breathing could be heard more clearly. With his inner turmoil resolved, Mu Ran's lust was rekindled. He imagined Yi Han's snow-white body writhing and turning on the bed, yielding to his desires beneath him. His penis, which hadn't ejaculated in the bathroom, quickly hardened.

Inside, Yi Han's passion, long suppressed, was now ignited by the vibrator, her moans more seductive than usual. Outside, Mu Ran listened intently to the ecstatic melody within, one hand holding a shoe, the other rhythmically stroking his penis through his shorts. In a daze, he felt as if he were making love with Yi Han again.

Inside, Yi Han kept her voice extremely low, afraid of making a sound, but this very silence only amplified Mu Ran's attraction. Mu Ran's movements quickened with each of Yi Han's moans, until finally, amidst Yi Han's unprecedented climax, he released his pent-up semen into his underwear.

Mu Ran struggled to breathe, using his rapidly heaving shoulders and open mouth to muffle the sounds. From the distorted moans inside, he could clearly feel Yi Han's intense desire, a desire directly stemming from their recent argument and separation. Mu Ran resolved to apologize to Yi Han again tomorrow, determined to appease her, even if it meant kneeling.

Mu Ran cautiously backed away, careful not to make a sound, afraid of disturbing Yi Han inside.

可没退几步刚到沙发边上，屋子里传来了一个很小的带着回响的男人的声音：「宝贝儿，舒服吗？去洗洗，早点睡吧！」木然一下子呆立当场，他不愿相信自己的耳朵，不愿意相信自己听到的这个声音。当满腔的希望化作泡影，意图和好的坚定信念瞬间被击碎，他竟然不知该如何自处。听到屋里的易涵轻轻的嗯一声答应，随即便是穿鞋声，木然闪身蹲在了沙发侧边，心乱如麻。

拖鞋声由远及近，每一下踢踏都像是踩在了木然的心尖上，往里剜着疼痛。

他就这么蹲着听易涵进了卫生间，然后轻轻的「咦」了一声。

木然忽然想起被自己扔在地上的丝袜。他觉得易涵如果发觉自己醒着，肯定会大发雷霆的怪自己偷听她和奸夫的视频做爱。于是他暗暗给自己鼓劲，让自己勇敢的站起来，抢先质问易涵的不贞。 Despite his repeated attempts, even after hearing Yi Han finish washing up and return to the bedroom, he still couldn't muster the courage to stand up.

Love can make even the strongest person in the world incredibly weak.

Mu Ran returned to his room barefoot, unable to sleep all night.

... "Who was that man last night?" After Yi Han routinely summoned Mu Ran to the dinner table with those four unchanging questions, Mu Ran felt a lump in his throat, unable to hold back his words.

The air in the dining room was deathly silent.

Mu Ran desperately wanted to hear Yi Han say something, even if it was a sophistry, even if it was a blustering but ultimately cowardly outburst. At least that would prove Yi Han still cared about him. But he was disappointed.

Yi Han silently got up, rustled as she dressed, and calmly closed the security door from the outside.

"Ah!!!" Mu Ran remained silent for a long time, then suddenly stood up and overturned the table with all his might. The sound of shattering dishes and cups was like a symphony, perfectly reflecting Mu Ran's broken heart and shattered pride. Muran rushed into Yi Han's room like a madman, stumbling and staggering along the way. But once inside, he realized he couldn't do anything.

He couldn't check the chat history, couldn't search for evidence of infidelity like the diary, and couldn't even check if anything was different in the room. Muran frantically touched and sniffed Yi Han's bed with his nose and hands, then stood in the middle of the room and laughed.

Muran didn't know what he was doing, or what he was laughing about. Every day he was stuck at home like a caged animal while Yi Han went out to work. If that man came, how could he not know? Maybe he just wanted to smell the scent of the new little black dress, to recapture the happiness he once had.

When Yi Han returned that evening, he saw the mess in the dining room and bedroom, but remained silent. Dinner was a little late because of cleaning up, the food was still takeout, and his words were still the same cold "Come and eat."

... Muran never asked again, never made a scene, as if accepting this helpless reality. Yi Han remained indifferent, his three sentences were the same, devoid of any emotion. Mu Ran knew in his heart that Yi Han truly no longer loved him. If she didn't love him, she naturally wouldn't care anymore; otherwise, she wouldn't have failed to see that he was prepared to perish with this adulterous couple, instead of helplessly accepting the reality.

Mu Ran patiently waited day after day, patiently living in a spiral of indifference. Some nights he slept soundly, while others he couldn't sleep at all. Every sleepless night, he would listen intently to see if there were any sounds from Yi Han's room. But two months passed, and he heard nothing more.

Mu Ran even doubted that his experience that night was real, just a nightmare. This doubt troubled him for a long time, continuing until the day he didn't drink his bedtime milk because of an upset stomach.

... "Baby, I... why are you covering my mouth? Today is the day to give him his sleeping milk again. He's definitely unconscious right now, what are you afraid of? Watch how I fuck you until you scream for help! Hehe..." Lying in bed, Mu Ran suddenly opened his eyes. Although he couldn't see, he clearly remembered that there was a sharp fruit knife in the chopstick holder in the kitchen.

The sounds of shoes clattering against shoes, hands rubbing against clothes, keys falling to the floor, muffled whispers, and rapid, heavy breathing filled the room, assaulting Mu Ran's ears and shattering his remaining shred of reason. His mind was utterly calm, yet his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest. His body and soul were on opposing paths, just like what he was about to do and his love for Yi Han.

"Yi Han deserves to die for betraying me, but she must have been seduced by that bastard, so I must tear that bastard to pieces!" Mu Ran listened to the sounds outside the room gradually fade away, slowly sitting up, his mind racing: "First, I'll stab that bastard to death, then question Yi Han about why. If she was coerced, I'll avenge her; if she did it willingly, even voluntarily, then I'll…" Mu Ran slowly stood up, then sat down, stood up again, then sat down again, unable to bring himself to kill Yi Han. After much deliberation, he found no reason to forgive her. Just then, a soul-stirring moan echoed from Yi Han's room across the hall, instantly igniting Mu Ran's rage.

"Adulterers, they deserve to die!" Mu Ran abruptly stood up, reaching for the doorknob with both hands:

"I've lost so much since I went blind, and without Yi Han, it's like losing everything..." He stepped out, two steps forward, two steps to the right—that should be the kitchen doorway. Having never been to the kitchen since losing his sight, Mu Ran silently calculated the distance in his mind, his hands groping in front of him. After another four steps forward, he carefully felt for the chopstick holder on the counter. He didn't want to make a sound, lest he disturb the two sluts entangled in the room, but Yi Han's moans from the bedroom grew louder and more frequent. Mu Ran's mind was filled with images of Yi Han's alluring, snow-white body being brutally violated and violently thrust into by a filthy, lewd man.木然的怒意积攒到了顶点，血流的速度陡然增加，让他再也控制不住本还算平静的双手。

「嘶——」一阵疼痛从左手指间传来，木然吸了口冷气后咧了咧嘴，笑了。

刀口蛮锋利，是个好兆头。

木然将尖刀反握在右手，然后把左手被划破的手指放在嘴里吮吸。鲜血的膻气在木然的嘴里打转，像是不久后血腥情景的预告片。持刀在手的他反而冷静下来，缓缓将拖鞋脱下，光着脚悄无声息的向易涵卧室摸去。

"I don't know how tall or heavy that bastard is, or even if he's strong. I'm blind, so the only way to succeed is to kill him with one blow, otherwise I definitely won't be able to catch him if he gets away." Mu Ran approached Yi Han's door step by step, the sounds of a man and woman making love inside becoming clearer and clearer: "I can't be sure who Yi Han will help. So, so... the best time is when that bastard ejaculates!" Thinking of Yi Han, Mu Ran's heart ached, and she felt so sad that she couldn't breathe. Inside the room, Yi Han seemed to know that Mu Ran was eavesdropping outside the door, and her moans became increasingly seductive, as if in defiance.

Standing silently outside the door, every muscle in his body trembled slightly, a mixture of anger and tension. His right hand gripped the knife handle tighter and tighter, the knuckles gleaming white. Blood dripped from the cut fingertips of his left hand onto his foot, but he remained oblivious. Inside, Yi Han's moans, the adulterer's panting, the shaking of the Simmons mattress, and the slapping sounds of two bodies colliding echoed each other, rising and falling like a perfect symphony at its climax, or a death knell for the two enjoying their pleasure.

"You slut, are you enjoying this?" the adulterer asked breathlessly, his words interspersed with the sounds of his penis forcefully penetrating her wet vagina.

"Ugh...ugh..." Yi Han's mouth seemed gagged; she could only make sounds of pain through her nose, unable to utter a word.

His beloved princess was being ravaged on the bed by another man, hurled at him with the most despicable insults. Outside the door, Mu Ran's heart felt like it was being torn to shreds; he wanted to cry, but his tears were stuck in his throat, unable to flow. He didn't want to wait any longer, but he was afraid he wouldn't be able to deliver the perfect blow to the bastard on the bed. His left hand trembled, raised in the air, barely touching the doorknob.

"You slut who bends over and lets men fuck her ass! One cock isn't enough for your cunt, you need a dildo in your mouth, don't you? Huh? Don't you?" Seeing Yi Han didn't answer, the adulterer slapped her buttocks hard, the loud slaps echoing as he slipped through the crack in the door.

"Beast!" Mu Ran outside could no longer bear it. He flung open the door, roared, and leaped onto the bed, wielding his sword.

Plans, timing—all were forgotten. At this moment, he had only one thought—to tear this bastard to pieces!

His blood was burning hot, the air brushing against his skin felt cool. Mu Ran lost his composure, unable to pinpoint the bed's exact location, and could only thrust the knife forward as far as he could. One stab wasn't enough, so he'd stab twice, two stabs weren't enough, he'd stab two hundred times—he was determined to make this bastard lie dead on the spot.

The knife didn't feel very sharp, but it felt like it was scraping against something. With a howl from the man and a scream from Yi Han, the knife plunged into the Simmons mattress. Mu Ran pulled the knife out, sniffed it,

and the strong stench of blood filled his senses. He grinned like a beast, then thrust the knife towards the spot where the man had made his scream. "Husband, are you alright?... Oh my god, help!" Yi Han's voice was first concerned, then shrill.

To Mu Ran, the sound was like a thunderclap, causing him to involuntarily slow his relentless advance. Immediately afterward, a sharp pain shot through his wrist. The knife was kicked away by the man, and Mu Ran staggered back onto the bed.

"That voice...it's not Yi Han!! That voice isn't Yi Han!!!" Mu Ran was stunned by the voice he heard, then screamed frantically, "You're not Yi Han, who are you? Where is Yi Han?" "Mu Ran, calm down..." A woman's voice rang in Mu Ran's ears, her tone hoarse and trembling, like a frightened rabbit. Mu Ran stared wide-eyed ahead. The seemingly unchanging black curtain blocking his view suddenly parted, and a faint light streamed in, eventually becoming a bright beam.

Mu Ran instinctively reached out his left hand, and the outline of a hand with fingers spread apart appeared before his eyes. Slowly, the light intensified, and the wound on his fingertips and the sweat on his palm became clearly visible. He was overjoyed, but just as a smile appeared on his face, he looked up in astonishment, staring incredulously at the woman not far away who was clutching the man's wounded arm, her body trembling uncontrollably.

"Yanzi?" Mu Ran met the half-resentful, half-fearful gaze from Yi Han's best friend, muttering to herself, "Why is it you? Where's Yi Han?" No one answered, not even a word; no one moved, not even a fraction. Mu Ran, supporting herself on the headboard, stood up, about to speak, when a wave of dizziness washed over her, and she collapsed.

... "Mu Ran, calm down!" Yanzi sat opposite Mu Ran, who was leaning against the headboard, her eyes brimming with tears.

Her boyfriend, standing beside her with an arm in a sling, reached out and pulled her into his arms, patting her cheek affectionately and encouragingly.

"What happened to Yi Han? Tell me! I'm alright, I can see again, I can take care of her like before, we can spend the rest of our lives together..." Mu Ran kept repeating, wanting to know news of Yi Han, yet also not wanting to hear anything about her.

"Muran, don't be like this. Calm down and listen to me." Yanzi's tears suddenly gushed out like a flood, and she tried to remain calm but still spoke haltingly, "Yi Han was diagnosed with stomach cancer during a company physical examination more than half a year ago. At that time, it was already in the late stage and had spread to multiple organs in her body. The doctor said that she would soon be unable to eat. With imported nutritional injections, she could last for another year, but without them, she would only live for one to two months..." "Impossible, absolutely impossible! You're lying to me!" Muran shook his head, wanting to laugh, but his expression turned into tears: "Yi Han kept calling me to get up, to eat, to sleep. How could she possibly die?" "Get up!" "Come and eat!" "The bed is made, go to sleep!" Yi Han's voice rang out again, but this time, it came from that cold recording pen.

"The nutritional injections are expensive. Yi Han didn't know when you would regain your sight and wanted to save more money for you, so she resolutely refused to get the injections. She was afraid that if you knew about her illness, she would want to break up with you, but she was also afraid of upsetting you and affecting your eyesight.

And just like that, at this time, you, this heartless man, argued with her, even threw things at her, and told her to get out.

Yi Han used this opportunity to leave you and face death alone. She recorded these three sentences, knelt before me, begged me to take care of you for her, and asked me to keep her secret. Yi Han wanted you to think she had no feelings for you anymore, wanted you to slowly give up on her, get used to her indifference, and even leave you. Maybe even if you regained your sight, you could happily face a life without her, and forget her… She… she couldn't eat, and in the end, it wasn't so much that she died of illness as it was that she starved to death!" Hearing this, Mu Ran was already in tears. He held his hands up, unsure where to put them or what to do. He gasped for breath, not knowing the meaning of breathing; he could see again, but he had lost the face he most wanted to see, and didn't know what was worth seeing anymore.

Regaining sight, they witnessed only the darkness of life.

Across from them, Yanzi was sobbing uncontrollably, and her boyfriend was also in tears. Between sobs, Yanzi took a sealed bag from her pocket, removed an envelope from it, and from that envelope, a delicate square knot.

Muran took the knot from Yanzi's hand, carefully unfolding it. A few lines of familiar, neat handwriting came into view, both blurry and clear. "

How can a single note express a woman's heart's longing? My beloved is temporarily separated in this life, but I regret that we will be together again in the next.

" [The End]

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