After The Honest Person Was Discovered For Simultaneously Pursuing Three People - Chapter 58

Chapter 58: Locked in a Lightless Room…

Since A-Yun hasn’t arrived yet, Tao Ning feels a little bored and continues to read. Before he knows it, he has been reading “A Basic Treatise on Determinants” for over two hours.

He wants to read for a little longer, but after only a few pages, a servant takes the book away. He looks up, and his ahoge stands up straight.

The servant apologizes, saying, “The Second Young Master doesn’t want you to read for too long. It’s bad for your eyes.”

He rubs his eyelids with his hand. The skin is a little red, but he can still see clearly. Tao Ning says, “No, my eyes are fine.” He has many health problems, but his eyes have always been good. He is not nearsighted and they have never hurt.

The servant looks troubled, so Tao Ning stops talking. He continues to look at the scenery outside the window. There are a few willow trees. He begins to calculate the time by looking at the shadows of the trees. After he finishes, he runs barefoot to the clock to see if his calculation is correct.

It is usually correct. Tao Ning’s mood gets a little better. After calculating the time, he begins to calculate the distance between the trees. These things seem boring to others, but Tao Ning enjoys them tirelessly. “The average distance is six meters…”

Until he feels a pat on his shoulder, Tao Ning doesn’t have the shocked reaction of a normal person. Instead, he turns his head with a blank expression. A-Yun smiles at him and lowers his voice. “Young Master Tao, the villa is getting busy now. We can go out and play for a while.”

“A-Yun, you don’t have to call me Young Master Tao. Just call me Tao Ning.”

A-Yun is stunned, and then he asks cautiously, “Then, when no one is around, can I call you Ningning?”

“Mhm.”

“Ningning… I’ll take you out to play for a while.”

Tao Ning nods. He isn’t wearing his shoes but has changed into slippers. Haizhou is muggy and humid. He is adapting to local customs and now always wears slippers, though the distance he walks is limited to Song Yucong’s room.

The servant watches A-Yun take Tao Ning away and doesn’t stop them. It seems that Song Yucong’s command to not let Tao Ning out doesn’t exist at all.

Just like Alice in Wonderland, Tao Ning follows A-Yun through the corridor and past the European mythological murals. When he goes outside, the orange setting sun falls on his head, but it is blocked by a bush. A-Yun carefully moves a dangerous branch away from Tao Ning and after walking dozens of steps, the area opens up.

A three or four-meter-wide fountain comes into view, but this fountain doesn’t have swans.

A-Yun says, “That fountain is in front of the main villa. There are too many people right now. We can go see it tomorrow.”

This place is remote and has very few people. Tao Ning nods. When he was in the mountains, Tao Yuan didn’t let him play in the water, afraid he would catch a cold. But what young person doesn’t like water? His slender hand touches the running water in the pool. The cool touch instantly makes Tao Ning, who loves the cold, fall in love.

He is wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, and cool slippers, which are perfect for playing in the water. Tao Ning starts splashing the water.

Under the setting sun, the young man with fair hands and feet has a great time playing in the water. The warm orange light shines on the delicate side of his face, which has a slight smile, as if he is a spirit of the water. A-Yun has rarely seen him so happy, and not wanting to spoil Tao Ning’s fun, he joins in.

The two people of similar age start splashing water at each other, but A-Yun only dares to symbolically splash some water on Tao Ning, afraid he will catch a cold.

In the end, Tao Ning is almost completely soaked. His curly hair is also wet, and his ahoge is now obediently lying flat. He pulls up his shorts, a small, fox-like smile on his lips, and a hint of his small canines is visible.

This is the first time A-Yun has seen Tao Ning so happy, and his heart is also happy. Until Tao Ning sneezes. He quickly says, “Ningning, how about we go back now?”

After finally getting out, Tao Ning splashes some water. “I want to play for a little while longer.”

A-Yun feels helpless. “Then I’ll go get you some clothes. Please don’t move from here.”

“Mhm, thank you, A-Yun.”

As soon as A-Yun leaves, Tao Ning becomes even bolder. He tentatively puts his toes into the pool. Feeling that it is okay, he puts both feet in. The water from the fountain falls on his body, and it feels cool and comfortable.

As he kicks the water from the pool into the bushes, he tries to block the place where the water is coming out. But he doesn’t block it completely. The gentle stream of water turns into a rapid spray, splashing on Tao Ning’s face.

Another part of it splashes on a pair of black sneakers.

A warm, humid breeze blows by. The Song family’s villa is full of red roses. You can smell the withering scent of roses in the air. The ground is covered with pebbles, so no matter what material the shoes are, they don’t make any sound when walking on them.

So the person who arrives here is silent until a hoarse, almost dry voice whispers:

“…Tao Ning.”

As the voice lands, the surrounding roses sway in the wind, and the time that seemed to be still begins to move again. The young man in the center of the pool’s back instantly stiffens. The hand blocking the water pipe trembles slightly… Is he hearing things? He slowly turns his head. Under the setting sun, the person who has arrived is reflected in his flowing pupils.

The man is in a crisp suit. Even in a suit, you can see his broad shoulders are strong and fluid, like a cruel male wolf whose wildness has been temporarily suppressed.

Tao Ning has never seen him like this. In his memory, he always wore loose T-shirts and pants. Later, because he worked for his family, he wore whatever clothes he had, and occasionally went shirtless. Salty sweat would deliberately rub on Tao Ning’s face, and the smell of tobacco mixed with male hormones would cling to Tao Ning.

The man felt that wasn’t enough, and he would forcefully pull Tao Ning into his embrace in a domineering manner.

Tao Ning’s soft face rested against the warm chest. He heard the man’s voice vibrate with his chest:

“My baby, I want to hold you forever.”

“Stay back, my dear. Be careful of the hot oil splashing on you.”

“What story do you want to hear tonight?”

“My dear, where are you?” “Be good, remember to message me.” “Who is that? A classmate?” “Tao Ning, let’s elope.” “Do you want to come with me?”

“…My dear.”

—”Tao Ning.”

Zhao Jingqun stares motionlessly at the blank-faced young man. His wild-animal-like eyes are full of a ghostly greed and longing. From head to toe, he doesn’t miss a single detail, so greedy that he doesn’t even want to blink, as if the person who has appeared in his dreams countless times could disappear at any moment.

He finally found this little liar. It was not in vain that he searched for more than two months as if looking for a needle in a haystack, and it was not in vain that he came all this way.

He really wants to abduct this little liar right now and tie him up with the golden chains he made long ago, Zhao Jingqun thinks cruelly.

He wants to lock Tao Ning in a lightless room, raise him until he becomes useless, and can only depend on and love him alone, so he can no longer speak any lies, and can only pitifully call him “husband.”

Zhao Jingqun stares at him, his cold, dark eyes flickering faintly until his gaze fixes on the young man’s soaked clothes. His heart instantly clenches. The anger, cruelty, and pain from before… all the surging love, at this moment, turns into a dense, overwhelming heartache and unwillingness.

He knows how bad Tao Ning’s health is. Who gave him permission to play in the water?

Without another word, his expensive sneakers step through the water in the pool, and he lifts the young man up and places him on the dry ground.

Zhao Jingqun’s face is cold. Only then does he realize that Tao Ning is almost completely soaked. He is even wearing a pair of slippers, and his round, jade-like toes are slightly curled up from the cold.

Zhao Jingqun suppresses his anger, squats down, takes off his own shoes, forcefully grips Tao Ning’s slender ankle, pulls out his white shirt that was carelessly tucked into his pants, and uses the shirt to wipe Tao Ning’s wet feet clean.

Even when the young man feels a little ticklish from the wiping motion and wants to move, he is held even tighter by a scorching hot hand, not allowing him to move even an inch.

After putting his dry sneakers on Tao Ning, Zhao Jingqun stands up. He grips the person’s thin shoulders tightly. He is about to coldly scold him, but when he sees the young man’s red eyes, he instantly stops.

He holds Tao Ning tightly in his arms. His suit is already wrinkled. Zhao Jingqun wraps Tao Ning in his clothes, and his chin rests gently on Tao Ning’s soft hair. His Adam’s apple moves, and in the end, it turns into a sigh:

“My dear… don’t cry.”

Zhao Jingqun warms Tao Ning’s body and then lifts his face gently. His rough thumb wipes away the tears from the corner of Tao Ning’s eyes. His voice trembles with urgency.

When he sees Tao Ning crying, Zhao Jingqun’s heart hurts so much it’s agonizing.

He tightens his grip on Tao Ning’s waist. His bitter, slightly chapped lips kiss Tao Ning’s moist eyes and he even extends his tongue to lick away the remaining tears. Zhao Jingqun kisses his eyes, cheeks, and the tip of his nose obsessively until he gets to Tao Ning’s plump, rosy lips.

He wants to taste these two lips he has been thinking about day and night. Like a male beast marking its territory, he wants to cover Tao Ning from head to toe with his scent.

But a slender hand covers his lips. Tao Ning sobs and pulls away from the embrace filled with the familiar scent of tobacco. He lowers his head, not daring to look into the eyes of the person in front of him. “We… we broke up. We can’t do this…”

After the surprise and bitterness, Tao Ning feels only worry. He doesn’t know why Zhao Jingqun is here. His intuition tells him that it’s best not to let Zhao Jingqun know that he is also involved with Song Yucong and Xu Jun.

Song Yucong is not far from here. He is clumsy and can’t control his emotions. He can’t let him find out or know about his relationship with Zhao Jingqun… No, no one can discover his “secret,” otherwise it will be a huge headache. He is already struggling to handle two people at the same time.

Now that Zhao Jingqun is here, although he is happy, his timing is really not good.

Tao Ning is so lost in worry that he doesn’t notice that after he said those words, Zhao Jingqun’s eyes, which were gentle just a moment ago, are now covered in dark clouds and even have a hint of distortion.

He forces a seemingly calm smile. His rough thumb rubs the soft skin of his palm. His voice is almost squeezed out from his throat. “…Can’t do what? Huh?”

Tao Ning doesn’t sense the danger. He still lowers his head and whispers, “Can’t kiss…”

Just as he says a few words, the soft flesh on his chin is pinched. A hot, scorching tongue invades his lips, like a torrential downpour.

His lips and teeth are forcibly swept by the invader. He sucks on his upper and lower lips, and a water-like sound that makes one’s heart race continues to sound. The invader even wants to go into his throat, taking away all his breath, domineering and tyrannical.

Tao Ning’s eyes instantly widen. He can’t stand such a fierce kiss. He struggles to pull away, but the hand gripping his waist tightens, and he can’t move at all.

“Mm… no… mm…”

The man’s kiss is tyrannical and domineering, full of almost fanatical love and desire. The force on his waist is so great that it feels like he is being kneaded into his bones, expressing the longing and lust he has felt for so long.

The wet sound continues for four or five minutes. Only when the person in his arms is about to suffocate does Zhao Jingqun release him, panting heavily. He uses his thumb to wipe away the sticky, glistening saliva from the corner of Tao Ning’s mouth. He raises his eyebrows with a hint of a roguish air, and his voice is so hoarse it’s terrifying. “What can’t we do now?”

This time, Tao Ning doesn’t dare to say anything.

He is scared of the kissing, and he feels… the person in front of him is breathing more and more rapidly. It seems that if he says one more wrong word, the man will kiss him to death.

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