Problem Wife 25

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Chapter Twenty-Four: The Dreamer

On the weekend, Qiao Guo finally received Lu Lianbi's call. They arranged for him to come to Anya's little nest that evening. After hanging up
, Qiao Guo sat in front of the dressing table, looking in the mirror, her head constantly echoing, "The last time, the last
time , the last time..." These were the words Qiao Guo had spoken to herself, and she was determined to keep her promise.

The last time was the most precious.

Qiao Guo rubbed her face in the mirror; the woman in the mirror looked haggard, with dark bags under her eyes. Sigh,
she couldn't sleep well, and the medicine didn't work. Qiao Guo looked at herself again and again, sighed deeply, and then stood up.

She couldn't be careless this last time; she needed to get a beauty treatment.

The Meierya Beauty Salon was on Kaiyuan Avenue, and Qiao Guo rode her bicycle down that road. When she reached the intersection
, she suddenly realized that turning east would lead her to Master Xingyun's residence not far away. Qiao Guo unconsciously
swerved the handlebars and made the turn.

Upon seeing Qiao Guo, the master immediately remarked, "Hmm, your complexion is not as good as before."

Qiao Guo sighed and said, "I just wanted to ask how my health is; I keep having dreams."

The master said, "Dreams are not dreams, reality is not reality. You are a person in a dream. You are still dreaming right now."

Qiao Guo patted his face and shook his head, saying, "That's not right, I'm awake now."

The master said, "Only those who are awake know they are dreaming. You don't know you're dreaming now, so
you're still dreaming."

Qiao Guo listened, somewhat doubtfully, and said, "Then, is there any way to wake me up from this dream?"

The master shook his head, "A person in a dream is someone who feels awake while dreaming, and feels like they are
dreaming . To break free, there is only one word: 'enlightenment'."

Qiao Guo asked, "How so?"

The master drew on his palm and said, "Come, look at this character 'enlightenment'; it's 'my heart and mouth.' Let
your thoughts flow from your heart and mouth, and you will suddenly understand."

Qiao Guo thought for a moment, seemingly understanding, and then thanked him and took his leave.

He had just stepped out onto his bicycle when he suddenly felt confused again. "Hey, all that 'master' stuff, just talking nonsense.
Look, aren't my legs pedaling? Aren't the bicycle wheels turning? Everything is so
clear and distinct, how could I be dreaming!

"...

Lu Lianbi bought some red wine and some braised dishes, then hurriedly arrived at Building 9 of Anya Residential Area. By then,
it was completely dark.

He looked at the windows of the apartment in Unit 3; they were all dark. Lu Lianbi felt a little strange.
Why wasn't Qiao Guo home at the agreed-upon time? He took out his key and opened the door; sure enough, the lights were off.
Lu Lianbi called out, "Guoguo?" Someone answered, "Yes, I'm here." Lu Lianbi reached out and pressed
the light switch on the wall, about to turn it off. "Don't turn on the light." Qiao Guo's voice came again from the darkness, as if she
had seen him.

Lu Lianbi walked along the wall of the living room and asked again, "Where is it?" "Here.
" He understood; it was the bedroom.

The bedroom lights weren't on, but the curtains were drawn, just like during the day. The light from outside filtered in,
like pale moonlight. Qiao Guo sat leaning against the bedside table, her figure resembling a tree stump.

Lu Lianbi walked over and said, "Why aren't the lights on?"

"It feels good this way, I like it."

Lu Lianbi sat down next to Qiao Guo and then took her hand. Her hand was cold and thin.

"You've lost weight," Lu Lianbi said with pity. He took her hand and pressed it to his lips.

"Isn't this fashionable? A woman with defined bone structure," Qiao Guo smiled faintly.

Lu Lianbi pressed his face against hers and gently kissed the corner of her smiling mouth. He saw clearly that the woman's eyes were closed
the whole time . She looked extremely tired, extremely weary.

"Are you sleepy? Take a nap."

"I can't sleep. Sleeping will only make me sleepier and more uncomfortable." "

What should we eat?

" "I don't want to eat, I don't want to cook.

" "Then I'll cook—" Lu Lianbi was about to stand up.

"I won't let you go—" Qiao Guo stopped him.

Lu Lianbi added, "I brought some wine and some braised dishes."

Qiao Guo opened her eyes. "Give them to me."

She spread the packets out on the bedside table. She didn't use a glass, but drank directly from the bottle.

"Look, doesn't this look like moonlight?" Qiao Guo looked around the room. "The night you took me to Shuimu Mountain, to Lu Temple
, the moonlight looked like this—"

"Hmm, a little bit. A little bit." Lu Lianbi nodded.

Lu Lianbi couldn't actually see the scene that was now in front of Qiao Guo; those things belonged only to Qiao Guo. Qiao Guo
saw the moonlit night at Shuimu Mountain again, the pale moonlight possessing a unique, feminine passion. In that light, the quiet
rocks, bushes, wooden bridge, and houses all seemed to harbor a mysterious restlessness. "Ah-oh—," a cat
began to sing . "Ah-oh," "Ah-oh," countless cats gathered around, all sharing the same springtime heart,
singing together in the madness of spring…

Qiao Guo's eyes shone like a cat's in the moonlight, a mesmerizing gaze.

"You're so charming," Lu Lianbi said, embracing and kissing her tightly.

Qiao Guo was breathless from the kiss. She saw again the bed that had been made from the back seat of the Samsung car, and she
and Lu Lianbi were lying on that bed, embracing each other, pressed together…

Qiao Guo felt thirsty. She sat up abruptly and reached for the wine bottle on the bedside table.

Tilting her head back, she drank.

"Give me a little," Lu Lianbi said, holding out his hand.

The bottle was handed to her, but Lu Lianbi didn't pour any wine.

"I remember, you can't drink!" Lu Lianbi looked at Qiao Guo in surprise.

Qiao Guo smiled and closed her eyes again.

"You're so beautiful," Lu Lianbi said.

"Beautiful? That's not what you imagine."

With her eyes closed, Qiao Guo saw the wooden skull, the wooden monkey around Deng Feihe's neck.
Deep-set eyes, a bulging forehead, and clearly defined bones. Xia Xia and Deng Feihe said it was beautiful…

Qiao Guo's hands were kneading something—yes, it was that jade shoot. Qiao Guo sat in the back seat of the car, holding…
It was clasped in her palm. Qiao Guo's hand gradually warmed up, and the jade shoot also warmed up, swelling vigorously in her palm.

"Oh—" Lu Lianbi groaned.

Qiao Guo opened her eyes and saw the man's hands taking off his own clothes, and then taking off Qiao Guo's.

Qiao Guo said, "Dudu, do you think this room looks like your Samsung car?"

"Yes, yes." The man didn't see anything; he was just busy.

Qiao Guo saw it. She saw that the car's windshield was shattered, and the radiator was gushing water.
And the big tree in front? The big tree was leaning to one side, and the place where it was hit revealed white bone fragments. It was
an old tree on the edge of a cliff, and behind the old tree was a dark, bottomless abyss...

It felt like a dream. The master was right; I was a dreamer, Qiao Guo thought.

"Guo Guo, how are you feeling?" Lu Lianbi asked breathlessly.

“Okay, okay, just like our first time—” Qiao Guo said through gritted teeth, “We’re making love on a cliff
, we’re going to die!”

Lu Lianbi seemed to sense this, his movements became even more violent, with a kind of dying madness.

“Ah—, ah—” Qiao Guo screamed convulsively. Qiao Guo felt a little dizzy. She saw a
huge cat shadow leap onto the roof and pounce on the female cat. Their sharp teeth clashed, scratching and biting.

Qiao Guo suddenly opened her eyes and sat on the man. “Dudu, where’s the jade bamboo shoot I asked for? The jade
bamboo shoot you gave me?”

“It’s here, in the bag.” Lu Lianbi pointed to the handbag on the bedside table.

Qiao Guo leaned over, bent down, and took it out of the bag.

“Does it look like it?” the man joked.

Qiao Guo looked at the man's lower body, then at the jade shoot. "Hmm, not quite right," Qiao Guo said, frowning.
"Look at this tip, it's too arrogant. Yours, actually, has a slight hook."

"Oh, so you want me to bow my head and confess? Fine, I'll make it bow its head."

Lu Lianbi said, reaching into his belt to retrieve the Kunwu knife. With a few quick scrapes,
the raised part indeed lowered considerably. "Confess, confess—" the man repeatedly pointed at it.

Qiao Guo smiled, taking the knife and the jade shoot in one swift motion. Lu Lianbi didn't notice that the smile was actually somewhat sinister.

"This one is a little different. The one given to Liu Renjie has something on it." Qiao Guo
stroked the jade shoot, suddenly asking, "What's it called—?"

"Blood-stained, Blood-stained Jade."

"Oh, Blood-stained Jade."

Qiao Guo nodded, seemingly trying to memorize it.

The ensuing intercourse was almost breathtaking.

Qiao Guo saw again the jade-carved horned beasts on the roof ridge, dark and black like a stove. Between those dark
and black areas, a white cat and a black cat were entangled. Were they mating? Sharp teeth, like
swords , gleamed white in the moonlight. The roars were squeezed from the depths of their throats, sounding chilling. Then came a leaping
, tumbling struggle, grabbing, tearing, and biting, ferocious and cruel, culminating in their union in a death-defying climax…

Suddenly, Qiao Guo's Kunwu knife in her right hand slashed towards Lu Lianbi's soft abdomen! As she pulled the knife out, vibrant
blood gushed out. As if to plug the wound, Qiao Guo instinctively inserted the jade bamboo shoot from her left hand.

“Guo, Guo?—”

Lu Lianbi opened his eyes wide, then slowly closed them.

“Dudu!—”

Qiao Guo pounced on Lu Lianbi, desperately slapping his face.

For a very long time, Qiao Guo hadn't had such a good night's sleep. The master was right; enlightenment is about
letting your worries escape your heart. Now that her biggest worry was gone, Qiao Guo felt
incredibly light. Looking at the time, it was already the afternoon of the next day. Qiao Guo sat up from the large sofa, slowly
dressed, and tidied herself up.

It was time to leave. Before leaving, Qiao Guo glanced towards the bedroom one last time. The bedroom door was tightly closed,
but Qiao Guo smelled a strong stench of blood. Qiao Guo tried hard to remember, but she couldn't recall what
had happened , yet she seemed to have some recollection of something. What's done is done, right
? Let it be.

Qiao Guo rode her bicycle through the city, wandering for a long, long time before finally finding
the . Strange, it should be a very familiar place, how could she have forgotten it so quickly? Was it forgetting, or
was she hesitating because she was afraid to go back? Qiao Guo herself couldn't figure it out.

She rang the doorbell, and her son, Ningning, opened the door.

"Mommy!—" Her son rushed over and hugged Qiao Guo.

Qiao Guo said, "Huh, why aren't you in class?"

Ningning said, "Mommy, it's Sunday today."

Oh, it's Sunday, Qiao Guo suddenly remembered.

Qiao Guo asked, "Where's your dad?"

"Daddy's downstairs at Aunt Zhao's house, he said he'll be up in a bit," Ningning said. "Should I go call him?"

"No need, no need," Qiao Guo said, "Just wait."

Ningning is a good child; he always does his homework by himself at home. Qiao Guo said, "Ningning, stop writing for now,
let Mommy hug you, okay?"

Ningning stopped writing and let his mother hug him. The mother and son just hugged like that, neither of them saying a word.

They sat there for who knows how long.

Finally, Qiao Guo stood up and said, "I have to go."

Ningning suddenly jumped up and ran towards the door, "Mommy, Mommy, I'm going to call Daddy!"

Qiao Guo smiled and stood there waiting.

A moment later, Ningning ran in again, dejectedly saying, "There's no one downstairs, neither of them are here." "

It seems I'm just not meant to be with Ruan Weixiong," Qiao Guo thought to herself with a self-deprecating smile, then said goodbye to her son. Ningning hugged Qiao Guo
's neck, called out "Mommy—", then pouted and cried.

Qiao Guo didn't shed a tear. She kissed her son's cheek hard, then let go of him and hurried
away . She looked as if she had to rush to do something urgent.

When Qiao Guo arrived at the North Suburb Amusement Park, it was almost closing time. The large roller coaster had just stopped,
and the thrilled riders were chatting and laughing as they got out of their seats. Qiao Guo immediately spotted
the equipment manager, the always smiling old man, who was packing up his things to lock the control room door.
Qiao Guo quickly ran over and said, "Come on, please buy me a ticket."

The old man turned around, shook his head, and said, "Come tomorrow, I'm off work."

Qiao Guo had no choice but to plead with him, "Please help me, I've come all this way."

The old man said, "Look, there's no one left. I can't possibly drive just for you."

Qiao Guo immediately opened her wallet and took out all the money inside. The old man counted the money with his head down, and Qiao
Guo ran over and got on the roller coaster.

After counting the money, the old man looked at Qiao Guo, who was already seated, smiled, shook his head, and then went into
the control room.

The roller coaster accelerated, climbing higher and faster. Qiao Guo felt her blood rushing faster and faster
, surging up like a spring tide.

The roller coaster reached a peak, and Qiao Guo's heart was held high at the summit. She experienced that feeling
of about to fall, that fear of falling. Wasn't this the feeling before making love with Lu Lianbi?

The sensation made Qiaoguo dizzy.

It swooped down—a mental swoop, a soul swoop. It was Lu Lianbi charging forward—
Qiaoguo screamed excitedly.

It knew how to balance tension and relaxation; it knew how to prolong the stimulation and pleasure. So,
it became steady again, seemingly unhurried. It circled, changing angles, altering directions,
meandering and gathering strength anew, brewing joy anew.

And so, it carried Qiaoguo upwards again, faster and more powerful than before.

And so it carried Qiaoguo, again and again, through level flight, ascent, gliding, and swooping. Qiaoguo relaxed again
and again , tensed again and again, and again, in a dizzying state, transformed into the wind.

The final climax undoubtedly occurred at the final height. At that moment, Qiaoguo looked down—it must have been
seven stories high! It was a truly breathtaking cliff face!

It carried Qiao Guo as it plummeted from that height, a torrent of pleasure, a frenzied, dreamlike experience, a state of ecstasy and agony…

“Ah!—”

Qiao Guo screamed, unbuckling her seatbelt and lunging forward. She was now in the air, then,
like a bird, she swooped down towards the hard ground.

(The End)

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