Sinking into the Sea of Desire: A Wife-Swapping Victim's Confession - Chapter 548 Her Body Was Cold 1

The car was parked on the side of the road, and before it even got close to the crowd, it could hear the sounds of laughter and merriment from the outside.
"Drink, drink up!"
"What, what, you all thought, you thought I couldn't drink anymore?"
Rushing to the edge of the crowd, I saw five young men in their early twenties surrounding a scantily clad woman. To be precise, her top had been removed, leaving her only in a black bra. Despite the cold weather, her skin was red from the cold, but she seemed oblivious. The woman held a bottle of liquor in her hand, and after speaking, she raised it and gulped down several mouthfuls.
"Wow! Great!" Several young people clapped enthusiastically.
The woman seemed drunk, laughing idly in response to the applause. Her long hair was disheveled, but upon closer inspection, her face was still faintly discernible: thin lips, slightly upturned eyebrows—it was indeed her. Although I had only met her once, that encounter remained vivid in my memory, and the image of her turning away with a cold expression still lingered in my heart.
"Hey, this is the third bottle already! Can you still drink it? If you can, we'll go buy you some more!" A young man with dyed yellow hair, who was closest to the woman in the crowd, asked with a smile. He was also holding two pieces of clothing in his hands, which looked like the woman's coats.
"No, no problem, how much do you want to buy?" The woman paused, hiccuped, and continued, "I, I can only drink so much, hehe..."
A young man with dyed blond hair winked at his companion, who understood and excitedly turned to go to a shop on the street to buy alcohol.
After hesitating for a moment, though somewhat resentful, I couldn't just stand by and do nothing since I'd already seen it. These young men didn't seem like good people; any man could understand their intentions. I squeezed into the crowd and deliberately asked the woman, "What are you doing here?"
Upon hearing the sound, everyone turned to look at me. The woman seemed dazed, looking up at me without reacting at all; perhaps she didn't remember me.
Seeing that the woman didn't speak, the blond-haired young man asked, "Who are you?"
“I’m her friend, who are you?” I lied.
"She's my girlfriend! We're drinking here!" the blond young man said, putting his arm around the woman's waist.
"Girlfriend, hehe..." She seemed truly drunk. Despite the advances, the woman was oblivious, even pointing at the young man and laughing foolishly. She was a far cry from her former independence and strength; instead, she resembled a woman of the night, a prostitute who frequented the streets.
"Take your hand away. Do you even know her name? Girlfriend, my foot!" I scoffed at the young man's nonsense.
"Why would I tell you if I knew? Who do you think you are, trying to cause trouble? Do you think I'm stupid? You don't even know her name, but I know exactly what you're thinking." The young man wasn't buying it.
"I don't want to get entangled with you." I grabbed the woman's hand, trying to pull her out of the blond young man's arms.
"What are you doing! Trying to be a hero and snatch the spoils from us?" the young man said, pushing me aside and gesturing to the others, "You'll have to ask a few of my friends if they agree first!" As he spoke, the others all gathered around.
"The wine is here!" The young man who had gone into the store to buy wine returned, and was a little bewildered when he saw the scene.
I held the woman's hand tightly, and the group remained locked in a stalemate, almost on the verge of exploding. I was a little annoyed, but to be honest, even though I was a few years older than these people, facing five or six of them still made me a little uneasy. Who knew if these guys were out of their minds?
In the tense standoff, as I prepared myself and pondered a solution, the group of people opposite me suddenly looked towards the street. I turned around too, and a patrol car with its lights flashing drove by. The group exchanged glances, and I seized the opportunity to pull the woman aside and grab the clothes from the young man's hand. Although I was unwilling, they had no choice but to turn around and slowly drive away.
"Where did you find her?" I asked, seizing the opportunity.
"Why are you asking us? Don't get me wrong. On our way home, she was acting crazy and drunk, bumping into us and demanding we buy her drinks," the blond young man said without turning his head.
Although I didn't get a reply, I felt a sense of relief watching them leave.
"Hey, hehe, I recognize you!" For some reason, the woman leaned closer to look at me, laughed, and then raised the bottle, saying, "Come on, let's drink together!"
"Alright, you've had too much to drink!" Feeling a bit annoyed, I snatched the bottle from her hand.
"Who, who said I'm drunk!" The woman chased after the bottle in my hand, yelling.
Too lazy to argue with her, I threw the bottle into the roadside trash heap, where it shattered. Ignoring the woman's wailing, I prepared to help her put her clothes back on, only to find they were completely soaked. I couldn't help but touch them; even her pants were drenched. I felt a little helpless, wondering what she had been through without me noticing.
Her palms were ice-cold, and when I touched my arm, it was still as cold as ice. I took off my coat and draped it over her, ignoring her fuss, and forcibly dragged her into the car.
I saw the patrol car from afar, slowly approaching. Worried that I wouldn't be able to answer if they asked, I ignored them and drove away quickly.

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