After Being Widowed For Ten Years - Chapter 10

“Are you really going to be okay like this? Do you need to go to the hospital to get checked out?”

An Rong was, at most, just an eighteen-year-old high school student. Encountering such a thorny problem, she truly had no idea how to handle it.

Pei Chongxi lifted her eyes, her deep, bottomless black gaze fixing intently on An Rong. She stared so hard that a layer of goosebumps broke out all over An Rong’s body.

“What’s wrong?” An Rong said in a small voice. “Are you really not angry? I’m telling you, even if you sold me, it wouldn’t fetch enough money to pay for that much wine.”

The more An Rong spoke, the more aggrieved she felt.

As if she truly were about to be abandoned, she grew so overwhelmed with grievance that she was on the verge of tears.

She thought to herself that if she went to look for that old lady who collected bottles right now, she didn’t know if she could still find her.

An Rong mumbled a long string of words, and Pei Chongxi just quietly listened to her talk.

The pain in the back of her head and the restlessness in her body suddenly vanished at this moment. A sense of indescribable comfort spread throughout her entire body, as if she had returned to her normal physical state.

A hand came to rest on An Rong’s wrist.

Pei Chongxi said, “Those wines weren’t anything very expensive.”

An Rong muttered, “The ones you rich people buy are probably all extraordinarily expensive.”

Pei Chongxi said, “I don’t have much money either. You know it. I have no background and no resources. I’m just barely scraping by to feed myself.”

After she said this, An Rong’s expression became even more bizarre.

“And you still say you have no money? If you don’t have money, could you live in a big villa like this with three floors above ground and two below? Besides, looking at this place, I’m afraid…”

Pei Chongxi said softly, “They were all just fake wines. I don’t really have any capacity for appreciating alcohol.”

An Rong was half-believing and half-doubting.

Pei Chongxi nodded and said, “Really.”

Only then did An Rong breathe a sigh of relief.

She had been frightened by the way Pei Chongxi looked when her illness flared up just now, and she still had lingering fears, not knowing how best to comfort Pei Chongxi.

In the past, Pei Chongxi had a temperament that wasn’t very brave. Whenever it rained or thundered, she would shrink into An Rong’s embrace, insisting that the two of them squeeze into one blanket. Only by pressing their bodies together could she barely fall asleep. Sometimes she would even wake up crying from fright in the middle of the night, insisting that An Rong hold her and pat her back.

She didn’t know how Pei Chongxi had managed to get by on her own when she was by herself.

Thinking of this, An Rong pulled at Pei Chongxi’s arm.

With a flip of her body, she pressed herself entirely on top of Pei Chongxi.

Pei Chongxi’s breath hitched, and she just allowed An Rong to do as she pleased.

With Pei Chongxi lying horizontally on the sofa, An Rong patted her shoulder with one hand and scooped up Pei Chongxi’s arm with the other, kissing it.

“I’ve discovered that you are a particularly delicate person.”

An Rong murmured as she kissed the inner side of Pei Chongxi’s wrist with her lips, right near the position of the pulse.

The girl’s kisses were like a little chick pecking at rice, one couldn’t see much of the element of romantic passion shared between adults. Instead, it seemed full of absolute pity, as if she were kissing a most precious treasure, or perhaps carrying a certain natural healing power.

A string of kisses extended from the inner wrist up to the forearm, which was the location where Pei Chongxi was injured.

“Does it still hurt now?”

Pei Chongxi’s hallucinations deepened again.

Pei Chongxi didn’t understand a single word of An Rong’s mumbled inquiries.

An Rong didn’t get annoyed either, wanting to soothe Pei Chongxi properly just like she used to during thunderstorms in the past.

Consequentially, in the very next second, their positions of top and bottom suddenly reversed, and An Rong was forcefully pressed down onto the sofa.

Along with the sudden sensation of weightlessness, An Rong let out a sharp cry of “Ah!”

She wanted to struggle to get up, but in front of Pei Chongxi, she simply lacked the strength to lift a finger.

“What are you doing?” An Rong questioned, her voice growing smaller. “I’m warning you, you’re not allowed to bully me. Otherwise, watch out or I’ll… watch out or I’ll…”

An Rong repeated herself twice before finally finding the right words to say, “Watch out or I’ll go to labor arbitration against you. This is definitely not something a good employer should do.”

While An Rong mumbled, she carefully paid attention to Pei Chongxi’s expression, terrified that she might fall ill again and break out in a cold sweat all over.

However, the young girl’s thoughts were clearly not treated with respect. What welcomed An Rong was a fierce kiss.

“You kissed me first.”

Pei Chongxi’s eyes were dark and deep, her fingers forcefully pinning down An Rong’s two arms.

Even An Rong’s two drooping, exquisitely braided pigtails were gripped into her hands together, perfectly embodying the image of an unreasonable bully.

“Pei Chongxi!” An Rong shouted loudly. “What on earth are you doing? You… don’t be like this…”

As An Rong spoke, she herself was on the verge of crying.

What kind of situation was this!

“Don’t be like this… Don’t… If someone sees us…”

“There won’t be anyone else here.”

A resolute voice surfaced by An Rong’s ear. “There won’t be anyone else besides the two of us.”

“What if…” Your superior, or your colleagues find out, you’ll lose your job…

Before An Rong could even get two words of her sentence out, the remaining content was entirely swallowed back down her throat.

This behavior of Pei Chongxi’s had obviously crossed the boundaries between friends.

And if news got out in a regular establishment that someone was a homosexual, it would be ridiculed by others, or they might even be fired. Sometimes, it might even be reported on the social news.

An Rong’s body trembled violently.

A line of tears slipped past the corner of her eye.

Her lips were pried open, and a hand gripped An Rong’s chin, forcing her to open her mouth even wider.

An Rong didn’t dare to make any sudden moves, fearing she might hurt Pei Chongxi’s injured arm, so she could only accommodate the other party.

In the past, the kisses between the two of them had been limited to mere touches between their lips. How could it compare to now, an absolute conquest, tasting it completely.

An Rong’s entire body was flushed with a layer of pink.

She sobbed and cried, looking entirely pitiful.

Her sister had managed to become so rich with great difficulty. Although she herself didn’t know which company Pei Chongxi worked for, to be able to earn so much money, she must be enduring immense pressure.

Maybe the boss would be jealous of how much Pei Chongxi made and would look for an opportunity to fire her.

Weren’t there a lot of news stories before about unpaid wages and wage disputes?

An Rong thought of the newspapers used for pasting windows that she had seen before, and then thought of working part time at the grilled fish shop, where the boss had pointed at her nose and said, “Hiring an underage person like you was originally a responsibility I took on, yet not only are you not properly grateful to me, you even want overtime pay?”

In An Rong’s not very large worldview, bosses were basically all characters like that.

Very soon, An Rong didn’t have any spare thoughts to think about these things anymore.

“An An, you’re distracted.”

Pei Chongxi ended the kiss. An Rong could no longer even catch her breath evenly. A pair of peach-pink cheeks stared at her, her eyes filled to the brim with tears.

“I’m sorry.”

Only after finishing this beastly deed did Pei Chongxi realize that her behavior was problematic. “I didn’t control myself.”

The moment Pei Chongxi apologized, An Rong escaped like a slippery fish, standing in front of the sofa looking extremely guarded.

An Rong glanced left and right, looking around several times to make absolutely sure that their behavior just now hadn’t been witnessed by anyone.

“I’m warning you, you’re not allowed to do this next time. Otherwise, when you end up wandering the streets, I won’t support you.”

An Rong slipped away like a cat. Picking up the purchased ribs and fish from the floor, she dropped a sentence in a small voice, “I’ll cook for you,” and then ran away completely.

She left only Pei Chongxi sitting alone, leaning back against the sofa.

“A person like me is truly worse than a beast.”

Pei Chongxi mocked herself with a laugh, taking a notepad from the coffee table and pulling out the fountain pen she carried with her.

An Rong was wearing her clothes, with an obviously ill-fitting apron slipped over her body, handling the fresh fish meat in the kitchen.

Perceiving the gaze that Pei Chongxi cast over, An Rong glared at her, then immediately lowered her eyes to continue the matter at hand.

“I’ll act as if today’s matter never happened at all, and I won’t tell anyone else either.”

“You… you watch out!”

A vivid and lifelike character sketch appeared beneath Pei Chongxi’s fountain pen.

Pei Chongxi smiled and said, “Could it be that you’ll call the police to take me away?”

An Rong’s lips trembled several times, her head dropping lower and lower as she said, “Homo… homosexuality is wrong, it’s a bad thing… Don’t make one mistake after another.”