【Completely Naked】(05) Author: liming609

Author: liming609
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Chapter 5

Ling Chen's words were, of course, not true. She couldn't possibly tell the truth, because once she told Xiao Xue that she
had loved someone else, she would inevitably have to bring up many past events. And those past events, which even Xiao Sen didn't know,
were things she had been forcing herself to completely forget.

In 1968, with Liu Shaoqi's downfall, her father, who had long been labeled a rightist and placed on probation at the university, was finally
expelled from Peking University by the students. He took his mother, a former dancer, and ten-year-old Ling Chen to
a small mountain village in Henan to farm. Later, with the help of the kind-hearted village secretary, her father became a primary school
teacher , and her mother became the village's scorekeeper, gradually giving up any hope of returning to Beijing.

Although life in the mountain village was hard, Ling Chen gained unprecedented freedom. Her father no longer forced her
to study, her mother no longer forced her to learn dance, and there were no longer classmates and neighbors who made a living by mocking and humiliating her.
If it weren't for what happened later, Ling Chen would likely have cherished that place and those ten years forever
, reminiscing about them from time to time.

That's probably fate. Fortune and misfortune are intertwined; doesn't fate always
play tricks on those who refuse to be easily controlled? Even many years later, this was the only answer Ling Chen could give
herself. She could never find a more reasonable explanation for her experiences, just as she couldn't understand
why had inexplicably fallen for Xu Dong. In

1973, Ling Chen, a junior high student in the commune middle school at the foot of the mountain, had already decided to drop out and return home.
This was partly because she couldn't learn anything at school, and partly because her father, in his fifties
, was becoming increasingly frail, requiring Ling Chen to shoulder more housework and farm work. Unexpectedly, when school started in the spring, the newly transferred
homeroom teacher, Xu Dong, quickly captivated the budding romance in Ling Chen. With her father's tacit approval and her mother's compromise
, she accepted the conditions of not being allowed to live at school and having to take on more housework and farm work during holidays, continuing her high school studies for three more years.

Xu Dong already had a fiancée, reportedly the daughter of the commune secretary, whom he met during their time working in the countryside and who
was transferred back . Therefore, although he greatly admired this intelligent and beautiful female student, he never dared to make any
inappropriate words or actions, and Ling Chen, of course, had even less reason to express anything to him.

Three years passed in this arduous torment and agonizing wait. Many times, Ling Chen could
n't even figure out what she was expecting. For her, being able to see Xu Dong even a little bit in the limited time she had was already
an immense happiness. These fleeting sweet memories shone brightly on
her, illuminating the paths up and down the mountain, every cloud, every tree, every flower, every pig, cow,
insect, and bird, causing the tenderness and passion in Ling Chen's heart to surge daily, finally reaching an uncontrollable point.

Immediately after graduating from high school, Ling Chen found Xu Dong, who was preparing for his wedding, and told him everything. She didn't
expect anything in return; she simply needed expression, a few warm words she could cherish for a lifetime.
But aside from urging her to study hard so she could take the soon-to-be-reinstated college entrance exam and find true love
in the future, Xu Dong offered no other words.

A month later, on her way home from Xu Dong's wedding, Ling Chen was
gang-raped by a group of men. She had seen the leader at a commune meeting; he was the deputy director of the commune's revolutionary committee, which was still in operation.

Ling Chen never knew his name. Nor did she want to know.

For the next year, Ling Chen could do nothing but weep. She couldn't speak or do anything.
Even when trying to bring her father a bowl of porridge, she would often spill it halfway there.

Her father soon died of depression. In 1977, her mother brought her back to Beijing, her spirits gradually stabilizing.

Ling Chen believed that the group was definitely acting on the orders of Xu Dong's father-in-law. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been such a coincidence, and
there would have been no need for such a high-ranking official as the deputy director of the revolutionary committee. Ling Chen also believed that all of this stemmed from Xu Dong's
intentional or unintentional leak. Otherwise, no one would have known about her love for him, and she wouldn't have suffered such torment. How could he
so carelessly expose her to such danger?

Yet, she remained unsure whether she should hate Xu Dong. She couldn't bring herself to. Over three years of relentless
, vivid depiction had etched Xu Dong's image so clearly into her heart, impossible to erase.
Even anything that reminded her of Xu Dong could shock her. Whether it was
Xiao Sen's teacher title 20 years ago, or Liu Xin's pale, thin figure 20 years later, and the undisguised
weariness beneath her smile.

Yes, weariness. Perhaps it was this weariness that made Ling Chen, who already harbored feelings for Liu Xin, often feel
unable to control her emotions, unable to act as she pleased. Besides pushing Xiao Xue out as a shield as quickly as possible, she couldn't think of any other way.

But would that be enough? What abyss would fate drag her, struggling in her death throes, into?
Ling Chen had very little confidence. After that day, she found it increasingly difficult to see herself clearly, and dared not easily
predict the future.

It was early spring, a month ago, on an unusually cold afternoon. Ling Chen was heading home after work when a
car stopped her. The window was open, and inside sat the recently retired former director of the Nanshan District Education Bureau. Ling Chen had
a good impression of his strict work ethic, and their families were close, frequently exchanging pleasantries, so
she readily accepted his offer to give her a ride.

To Ling Chen's great surprise, the car sped past the entrance of Shenzhen University, quickly reaching
the overpass on Shennan Avenue and heading straight towards Xili.

Finding the doors and windows locked, and glancing back at Director Hou's seemingly respectable demeanor, Ling Chen immediately sensed
something was amiss and demanded sharply, "Director Hou, where are you taking me?"

"Don't rush,"

Director Hou smiled indifferently. "You should call Xiaoxue and tell her you're eating alone
. Otherwise, she might miss her evening piano lesson."

"You…"

Ling Chen was almost speechless with anger. "Director Hou, I don't care where you're taking me. But I
'm going to tell my older sister about what happened today, no matter what. Aren't you afraid..."

Director Hou interrupted her with a nonchalant laugh. "Come on. Heh... Your older sister has already gone to America,
didn't she tell you?"

Ling Chen paused for a moment, then, without answering, took out his phone and dialed his home number.

"Don't waste your time. I'm the only one left in Shenzhen right now. But
I'm leaving next week too."

The phone went unanswered. Ling Chen remained silent for a long time before saying, word by word, "You'll have to
come back . I'll call the police!"

"Even if we come back, we'll all be Americans. Do you think the police will risk
causing ?"

Ling Chen suddenly felt a surge of confidence. "Old Xiao is at least a law professor; don't get your hopes up too
high ."

"Haha… I think you'd better not tell Xiao Sen. Don't you know his temper? Even if you were
raped, he won't let you off easily. Think about it carefully."

"You…you…"

Hearing the word "rape," Ling Chen's confidence vanished along with his composure.

Director Hou continued unhurriedly, "It's best if this matter is kept secret only by the two of us and the driver
. Even Xiaoxue mustn't be allowed to suspect anything. Otherwise, you know the consequences, so I won't remind you further
."

Before he finished speaking, a rough, large hand had already reached out and brazenly placed on Ling Chen's thigh.

Ling Chen was immediately jolted awake by a chill. She tried to push it away, but found herself utterly powerless.
She could only plead helplessly, "Director Hou, our families have known each other for over ten years. Why do you have to do
something makes me look down on you?"

"You won't look down on me in a moment, hehe..."

Director Hou suddenly chuckled lewdly, then reached around her back with his other hand and wrapped it around her shoulder. "To be
honest, Ling Chen, I've been thinking about you for more than just a year or two. From the first time I saw you, I've dreamed of getting my
hands on you. It's just that Xiao Sen is too watchful, and I haven't had a good opportunity yet. For the sake of my
years of hard work, please spend a few more days with me, so I can fulfill my long-cherished wish before going to America, how about it?"

Ling Chen seemed to be transported back to that night. She couldn't understand what he was saying at all, couldn't speak,
and couldn't make any movements. Apart from a desperate look in her eyes and a slight twisting of her body, she was practically a
dead person. At times like this, she wouldn't cry; she hadn't before, and she wouldn't now.

Director Hou found it boring. "You're really stubborn. Xiao Sen has been sleeping with countless
female students outside, and you're still holding back your chastity?"

As he spoke, he increased the pressure on Ling Chen's chest and legs, kneading them for a while before suddenly releasing them and pushing
her aside. "Let me tell you, I don't like women who lie there like corpses. You'd better think about how you're going to serve me later.
Otherwise, if it comes down to rape, it won't look good for anyone."

Feeling those hands leave her body, Ling Chen finally regained her senses.

He was right. No matter what happened, Xiao Sen would likely make her bear most of the responsibility, and
might even divorce him. When they got married, he had been suspicious for a long time because she hadn't bled. If he
hadn't failed to discover any contact between her and other men over the years, their marriage wouldn't
have lasted this long. Xiao Sen could compromise on anything, but on this point, there would be absolutely no
room for compromise. She couldn't take that risk!

Fortunately, Xiao Sen had gone to accompany the CEO of a company where he served as legal counsel that afternoon and would probably be home very late.
Thinking of this, Ling Chen unconsciously touched her phone.

Director Hou had clearly been observing her movements. "Just say you decided to go shopping with my wife on short notice.
I'll cover for you. Hehe..."

The car drove past the Baimang checkpoint, circled around for another ten minutes, and finally stopped in front of a
solitary . Seeing that there wasn't a single light within hundreds of meters of the villa, Ling Chen felt increasingly
terrified. This old bastard had clearly been prepared. How could she escape his humiliation? There was no way—even after
entering that luxurious bedroom, Ling Chen's conclusion remained—there was no way.

The only thing she could do was "lie there like a corpse." Even though his clothes had been torn off piece by piece, Ling Chen
could only endure the humiliation in her heart and refuse to move.

Director Hou, feeling utterly helpless, was no longer in a hurry. "Fine. Let's see who can outlast whom. It's seven o'clock now,
I'll give you an hour. If you don't obediently serve me, don't blame me for being impolite."

Looking at his leisurely and composed expression, Ling Chen couldn't help but feel strange. "What...what else do you want to do to me
?"

"Nothing much. I'll rape you first, then tie you up here and keep you company for a week. After I go to
America, I'll call Xiao Sen to come pick you up and take you home. Haha..."

Director Hou said, laughing loudly as he slammed the door and walked out.

Ling Chen lay on the bed, suddenly bursting into tears.

She had already resigned herself to accepting this further humiliation from fate. Anyway, her body was already
impure; what difference would this make? One more time or one less time make no
real difference. As long as Xiao Sen and Xiao Xue didn't find out, a week would pass in the blink of an eye. She
could pretend it never happened.

However, the unexpected extra hour of consideration forced her to reconsider.

If she didn't seize the opportunity, wouldn't she be complicit with fate? Ling Chen finally managed to stop her tears,
pulled the sheet over herself, and quietly walked over and opened the door.

She could vaguely hear Director Hou talking on the phone downstairs. His unrestrained laughter made Ling Chen feel nauseous. She quickly closed
the door, caught her breath, and went to pull back the floor-to-ceiling curtains leading to the balcony.

The car was parked outside; the flashing red dot in the window indicated the driver was inside, likely still
observing the bedroom.

Ling Chen's barely surmounted hope vanished instantly, and she could only stagger back to sit on the bed.

What good would running away do? Where could she go? She didn't even know where she was,
and there was no sign of human habitation. The mountain road wasn't scary, but running out like this, without money or a phone,
might her to encounter even more despicable people than Director Hou. She certainly couldn't hide it from Xiao Sen anymore. Thinking of this,
tears welled up in Ling Chen's eyes again.

Thinking of a solution, especially under such a pressing crisis, was never Ling Chen's
forte . Perhaps, subconsciously, she would rather Director Hou finish venting his anger and take her home than...
She racked her brains trying to figure out how to escape. Resigning herself to fate was an instinct she'd always had. From her teenage years, she'd
been accustomed to this instinct, and Xiao Sen's meticulous care and even control had helped her maintain it
until now. If it weren't for this past hour, she wouldn't have felt
ashamed of her earlier resigned decision.

Now, the only way to avoid becoming a accomplice to fate was suicide.

The moment the word "suicide" entered her mind, Ling Chen immediately stopped sobbing, and
a glimmer of . Yes, suicide. She was someone who shouldn't have stayed in this world. If
her mother hadn't strongly opposed it, she might already be dead. In these twenty years, she'd seen her mother through her final days, raised Xiao Xue, and
lived a fulfilling life. If not now, when?

With her resolve made, Ling Chen's steps became much lighter. She went to bolt the door, then checked that the balcony
and windows were closed tightly. After pondering for a while, she pulled the power cord from behind the TV, went into
the bathroom, unplugged the water heater, and plugged in the power cord. The other end hung down just below
the bathtub 's drain.

Ling Chen nodded in satisfaction, turned around, closed and locked the door, wrapped herself in a white sheet, sat in the bathtub, and turned on the tap.

The icy water quickly rose to Ling Chen's waist. The water was very cold, as if it had just been blown by a fierce mountain wind.
The wind of that summer night had been just as cold, easily freezing the desolate wilderness into a gray-white expanse.

Ling Chen trembled, biting her lips tightly, and slowly lay down.

The icy needles kept pricking every inch of her skin. A few faint knocks came from outside. The power line slowly descended
, descended, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to plunge into the water…

In the boundless silence, Ling Chen seemed to see a blue light, a few wisps of white smoke, and then everything
was plunged into darkness.

Is this death? Ling Chen thought regretfully. She not only didn't see the legendary paradise, but she
didn't even find a glimmer of light. Is it really as those atheists say, that death is infinite nothingness?
No wonder the devil of fate dares to be so unrestrained, completely indifferent to any retribution!

It seemed like a long time had passed, yet it also seemed like only a blink of an eye. Suddenly, ice needles
pierced , causing Ling Chen's skin to tense up. At the same time, a pair of nimble hands pressed firmly
against her bare chest. When the hands paused, a pair of warm lips pressed tightly against hers,
blowing the breath of life into her stiff throat.

It was a man's hands and a man's lips, but it was definitely not Director Hou's, and definitely not Xiao Sen's.
In her hazy, blurred state, Ling Chen felt increasingly gratified. Xu Dong finally came. In this cold night, she had silently
called out so many times before finally summoning him to her side. At this moment, amidst death,
after a twenty-year wait, fate finally showed her a sliver of kindness. What could be more fortunate than this
? She hadn't died in vain.

"Ling Chen? Ling Chen?"

A familiar voice drifted from afar. That should be Liu Xin, right? Why was he here too? Ling Chen was
startled, but quickly found a comforting explanation. Of course, this wasn't Liu Xin. He always called her "
Teacher's Wife Ling." It could only be Xu Dong, it had to be Xu Dong, there couldn't be anyone else. She felt a little unfamiliar with his voice
.

Suddenly, the ice needles changed direction, bursting out chaotically from the inside out. Ling Chen's lips twitched a few times,
wanting to say something, but was ultimately stopped by tremors.

Those warm hands then began to massage her still stiff and cold skin, quickly and meticulously, forcefully and
gently. A warm current flowed through her palm, melting the icy needles one after another into a gentle, watery warmth,
which gathered in her chest and mind. Before long, Ling Chen's cheeks were flushed with a surge of emotion.

Was this the bliss she had once dreamed of? Was this the tender
caress she had so desperately craved twenty years ago, the fresh scent she had tried so hard to grasp but could never hold onto? Ling Chen trembled, unable to move
or utter a sound. But this trembling was no longer from the cold. For twenty years, Xiao Sen had never been able to
bring her to this state. No matter how gently he tried, his caresses always concealed a roughness; no matter how clean he washed her, his
scent always contained a hint of turbidity. That was clearly his true nature, and no matter how he tried to hide it, Ling Chen could
easily sense the subtle clues.

Ling Chen dared not open her eyes. Even though the world remained dark, she couldn't help but feel fear—fear that
if she opened her eyes, Xu Dong would vanish without a trace. She only dared to gently raise her arms, gently extend her hands,
gently grasp the two sources of heat that were moving between her chest and abdomen, then gently pull them over and gently place them on
her heart.

Her heartbeat intensified. Her entire body felt swollen and about to burst.

The hands paused for a moment, then began to wander again, this time in a more complex way,
sometimes forceful, sometimes elusive. When forceful, they seemed to grab into her heart; when elusive, they seemed to lift her heart to
the clouds. Sweet pain and intoxicating tingling alternated and rippled through Ling Chen's body, forcing her to open her mouth and
gasp for breath.

Warmer and wetter lips finally buried themselves in her, lingering between her cheeks and neck
, biting and sucking lightly. The hands slid from her chest down to her lower abdomen, then down to her thighs, and from her thighs into
that lush patch of grass, shamelessly pinching, kneading, and exploring. Soon, Ling Chen was groaning, unable to resist
raising her arm to wrap around his neck and hold him tightly in her arms.

Only when he reluctantly got up to undress did Ling Chen quietly open her eyes, carefully examining the masculine body that appeared even more imposing in
the darkness . She wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say. Perhaps,
saying nothing was best.

Suddenly, the jagged shadows of the floor-to-ceiling curtains abruptly grabbed her attention. Where was she?
How be in Shenzhen? Who was this man?

But before Ling Chen could figure these things out, that body had already pressed down on her. No matter
how much she pushed or pulled, his head stubbornly remained buried in her chest. Another hand quickly squeezed
between her legs, the nails slicing through her soft flesh, causing a piercing pain.

"You…who are you?"

Ling Chen had no choice but to give up struggling, asking breathlessly. Tears involuntarily filled her eyes.

His head slowly rose, positioned in front of her. "Ling…Ling Chen, I'm Liu Xin."

Ling Chen was stunned. After a long while, she finally came to her senses and asked in a low voice, "How did you get
here ? Where is... Director Hou?"

"Xiao Xue said you went out shopping with Mrs. Hou. I sensed something was wrong and immediately called Old Hou, only to
find out that he had kidnapped you here."

Liu Xin said this, but his body was still pressed tightly against Ling Chen's, and his middle finger was still hooked inside
her vagina gently trembling, as if he were saying some seductive words.

Ling Chen twisted a few times, but only brought herself waves of tearing pain. She could only continue the conversation and
raise her voice to ask, "Where is he?"

"He saw that someone was almost killed, so he ran away as soon as I arrived."

"Thank you for saving me."

Ling Chen looked at him, and then said half pleadingly and half commandingly, "I am your teacher's wife, please don't do this, okay
?"

Liu Xin also stared at her intently, "Xiao Sen has never taught me any courses. He is not my teacher, and
you are not my teacher's wife."

"But in terms of status, I am still your elder."

Ling Chen suddenly felt weak all over. She hadn't expected that this young man, so similar to Xu Dong
, could be so despicable. What was the point of reasoning with someone like that? She had truly misjudged him.
Thinking this, Ling Chen still couldn't help but make one last effort. "With your current conditions, what kind of
woman can't you find? Why bother this old woman? I'm ten years older than you."

Ling Chen emphasized the "ten years" as much as possible.

"I don't care. From the first moment I saw you in the reading room thirteen years ago, I've liked you
."

Ling Chen couldn't think of anything else to say, so she turned her head away, no longer looking at him.

Unexpectedly, Liu Xin suddenly withdrew his hand from her lower body, and with his other hand that was around her shoulder, turned her face
towards him, then put his gleaming middle finger into his mouth and began sucking. His expression shifted unpredictably, like
a happy child eating an ice pop, or a lewd demon sucking on a woman's body.

Her heart pounded wildly again. Ling Chen quickly closed her eyes, but heard Liu Xin ask calmly, "You really
don't want it? Are you sure?"

Ling Chen struggled to control the surging emotions in her chest, shaking her head, then nodding, her voice low as if
talking to herself. "No, really. I'm sure."

Liu Xin was silent for a moment, then didn't speak again, nor did he get up to leave. Instead, he took her weak hand and
placed it on his erect penis, which was as erect as his own.

A torrent of emotions immediately engulfed Ling Chen. She struggled and gasped for breath, unable to find any
hope. That bastard Liu Xin, that hateful bastard, why did
he pretend ? And why wouldn't he give up after she had clearly refused?
Did he really want her to completely submit and become his shameful accomplice?

Ling Chen, her mind almost completely blank, couldn't possibly understand these questions. She could only try to gather
her remaining consciousness and strength, swaying from side to side, trying to escape Liu Xin's grasp. But she was powerless
to escape , nor could she escape. This control wasn't just physical, but more importantly, psychological;
a large part of it stemmed from the sudden collapse of her long-suppressed desires. For a
woman who had never experienced true sexual pleasure, this craving after her first taste was irresistible. Moreover,
the skilled gentle, and considerate Liu Xin clearly had a way of bringing her pleasure. —He was so much like Xu Dong.
—And she had always harbored feelings for him.

Thinking this, Ling Chen completely gave up struggling, her hand holding Liu Xin's penis involuntarily twisting it gently.
She didn't know if this counted as resigning herself to fate, but she was too lazy to feel ashamed anymore. If possible, she even wanted to
completely forget those unnecessary shames and use her whole being to fully enjoy this rare happiness. Just once,
just this once. She would treat him as Xu Dong.

In the darkness, Xu Dong's smiling eyes twinkled like stars in a summer night.

Ling Chen sighed inwardly, then, under his skillful caresses and kisses, she
moaned . Her other hand, after a moment's hesitation, quietly rose and wrapped around his neck, pressing his head
tightly against her chest.

Stroking Xu Dong's smooth, sweat-free back, Ling Chen's hand trembled slightly.

His erect penis, finally guided by her, slowly entered her shimmering vagina.

Ling Chen, who had been floating on clouds for so long, finally ascended again.

What a wonderful state this was! Ling Chen bit his lip, holding his breath, not wanting to miss a single
detail. His penis was smooth and supple, his movements powerful and deep, his rhythm perfectly
balanced. Each thrust was perfectly synchronized with her breathing and heartbeat, as if meticulously rehearsed
. Was this really the first time he had made love to her? Could she truly be satisfied with this one and only time?

As Ling Chen ascended, these inexplicable thoughts only intensified his pleasure.
The heat coursing gradually gathered at the end of her vagina, seemingly brewing a powerful and unstoppable eruption.

Ling Chen could no longer perceive the passage of time. His rhythm had become as intense as the drums of a battle charge.
His long, powerful penis, after countless tentative attempts, no longer hesitated, but
instead slammed violently against the thin embankment brimming with water. And that water was already nearing boiling.

Was it coming? Was it coming? Was it really coming? Ling Chen murmured intermittently in her daze
, her yearning for freedom forcing her to tightly embrace the swaying body before her.

Suddenly, the swaying ceased. The penis, pressed firmly against the end of her vagina,
trembled violently with the final impact, spurting out streams of scalding water. Fueled by the fiery flow, the long-accumulated water
instantly reached its boiling point, shattering the fragile embankment in the blink of an eye.

Nails dug into muscles, teeth bit into shoulders, the body floated in the void, the soul lost in the void.

When her body landed and her soul returned, looking at Liu Xin beside her, smiling and with burning eyes, Ling Chen
was filled with remorse.

She really shouldn't have indulged herself. After this indulgence, she feared it would be difficult for her to be Xiao Sen's
wife . And Liu Xin, if he truly loved her, would likely find it difficult to calmly face her as her teacher's wife once more
. With his intelligence and power, he could probably find many ways to seduce or even force her into submission. At that time...
She was certain she would die a horrible death.

No! She had to make things clear with him. As Ling Chen thought this, she avoided eye contact, gently pushed Liu Xin away,
pulled the sheet over her body, and went into the bathroom.

Seemingly sensing something, Liu Xin didn't say anything when she came out of the shower
. She simply picked up her underwear and went in as well.

Was she being too cold-hearted? Ling Chen couldn't help but wonder, but quickly resigned herself to it.
What else could she do but be cold-hearted? Did she really have to continue entangled with him?

"Let's go back. Just take me to the border,"

Ling Chen said coldly, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Liu Xin was taken aback. "You're not blaming me, are you?"

Ling Chen's heart skipped a beat, but she still simply replied, "No, not at all."

"Really?"

"Really, I'm not blaming you. It's not entirely your fault. You got into this state trying to save me."

As Ling Chen said this, a strange, hidden pain welled up inside her.

"That's good."

Liu Xin looked at her, paused for a moment, forced a smile, and said, "I'll take you home. You probably can't go back by yourself looking like
this . Do you want me to find you some clothes?"

Going back like this, if the neighbors or even Xiaoxue saw her, would indeed be troublesome. Thinking of this, Ling Chen could only
nod helplessly and asked, "What time is it now?"

"Eleven o'clock."

Xiao Sen definitely hadn't returned yet, and Xiaoxue... Thinking of Xiaoxue, Ling Chen was startled and quickly asked, "Did you
tell Xiaoxue that I was kidnapped by Director Hou?"

Liu Xin looked at her thoughtfully and said lightly, "No, she thought you went shopping with Mrs. Hou.
It'll probably be around 11:30 when you get back now, and she should be asleep by then."

Ling Chen was relieved. "Hmm. But never mind. The clothing stores are probably all closed by now.
Just take me home."

"It's alright. I know a clothing store owner. I can ask him to open it for us. He has all kinds of
clothes ."

Liu Xin pondered for a moment, and then said. "Don't worry, once we get there, I'll have him hide in the office. He
definitely won't see you."

"Okay."

Ling Chen hesitated for a moment. The words he had planned to say were somewhat jumbled by Liu Xin's gentle and meticulous manner.
He had no choice but to put aside his thoughts for the time being and said softly, "Let's go."

He then got up and went downstairs, found his wallet and phone on the living room sofa, and followed Liu Xin into
the front seat of the SUV he had only seen before but never ridden in.

Liu Xin drove with focused attention. In the occasional streetlights from across the street, his face was calm and profound. The familiar
vicissitudes in his brows and eyes made Ling Chen stammer for a long time, still unable to utter those cold words.

Thirteen years ago, and even until six years ago, all that Liu Xin had on his face
was .

At that time, Ling Chen was still working as the administrator of the professional reading room at the Law School of Shenzhen University. Liu Xin was the first
freshman from the class of '88 to come and borrow books. Although his fair skin and slender build attracted Ling Chen, and although she later learned he
was An Zhao's boyfriend, and although his secret tutoring of Xiao Xue deeply moved her, Ling Chen remained true
to her quiet nature, never engaging in any interaction with him beyond borrowing and returning books.

Did he really fall in love with her back then? During those seven years, every time he passed Ling Chen's desk,
he would only smile faintly, say "thank you" softly, and then leave. How could he love her?
How could he possibly love her? Were those forced sorrows born of naivety merely due to An Zhao's
aloofness ?

Unable to voice these questions, and not daring to let herself dwell on them any longer, Ling Chen broke the awkward silence,
saying, "I don't have much money with me today. Could you please stop at an ATM?"

Liu Xin's glance was rather strange. "No need. We're friends. He'd probably be too embarrassed
to accept my money."

"How can I? Even if he doesn't accept it, I'll leave the money."

"His shop sells high-end goods. You shouldn't be so polite."

"I can afford it,"

Ling Chen insisted.

Liu Xin glanced at her dismissively, pondered for a moment, and then said, "
I know your family's income situation. Even if you're willing to spend several thousand yuan on clothes, it might arouse Xiao Sen's suspicion.
Why take that risk?"

"I have a way to handle it, thank you for your concern."

Liu Xin clearly sensed the coldness in her tone, immediately slowed down, and slowly glided along the shoulder of the road,
constantly turning his head to look at her for a while, then suddenly smiled mysteriously, "How about this? I'll pay
for him for you, consider it... consider it me buying it for you as a gift."

Ling Chen finally found an opportunity. "No need. Also, please forget what happened today
. And please don't come to my house again unless I directly invite you."

The car screeched to a halt, and Liu Xin stared at her with a strange look. "What do you
mean ?"

Ling Chen felt a little timid. "I don't mean to blame you, really, I promise. But since
this happened, I think it's best if we try not to see each other."

Liu Xin gave a soft "Oh," then suddenly asked, "You really don't want to? Are you sure?"

Ling Chen still couldn't decipher the true meaning in Liu Xin's tone. In that instant, she even wanted to reach out
and grab it, to see clearly what was hidden inside—whether it was domineering or gentle, lewd or innocent,
confident or helpless. But that was unattainable. Even if she did grab it, even if she saw it clearly, she could only
answer as firmly as possible, "No, really. I'm sure. Absolutely sure."

This time, Liu Xin didn't make any extra movements besides continuing to drive fast, nor did she say
another word .

In the darkness of night, the deep vicissitudes on his face became even more unforgettable for Ling Chen.

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