Who Are You

A wondrous sensation was slowly awakening Lin Yu's mind.

In a daze, Lin Yu opened his eyes.

?

When did I return to City H?

Eh?

Sister Zhuzi, you are so impatient.

Taking advantage of me while I'm asleep, huh?

Emmmm...

It's been a while, Sister Zhuzi, but you've gotten so rusty...

Uh...

Wait.

This slender waist, this perfectly round and firm...

This size that fits right in the palm of my hand...

Damn it!

You are not Xia Muzhu!

Who the hell are you!!!

The intense shock jolted Lin Yu, briefly dispelling the heavy grogginess clouding his mind and snapping him into full wakefulness.

Opening his eyes completely, Lin Yu saw the face he least wanted to see.

"Wait!"

Lin Yu cried out to stop her, instinctively trying to raise his hands to prevent this absurd situation from going any further.

Thud!

His forcefully raised hands were abruptly halted in mid-air. Astonished, Lin Yu turned his head, only to find that at some point, his wrists had been firmly bound to the headboard with black leather cuffs.

He instinctively looked over to his other side; it was exactly the same.

Looking down, it was no surprise that his ankles and waist had been bound up as well.

"If I did the same thing as that woman, then you would stay by my side too, right?"

Tang Manman's soft voice drifted down from above. Lin Yu stiffly raised his head, meeting her flushed, beautiful face glistening with a thin layer of sweat.

Lin Yu's mind went completely blank. Before he even had the time to process how she found out about that, he instinctively opened his mouth to beg her to stop.

But it was already too late.

The pieces were already perfectly aligned.

Witnessing the scene before him, Lin Yu felt as if his brain had suffered a heavy blow.

As if his soul had been ripped from his body by some wicked sorcerer, Lin Yu's head fell back unconsciously onto the soft pillow, his pupils dilating and losing focus as if he had lost his mind.

It's over.

Everything is over...

...

Under the soft, warm yellow glow of the hotel room lights, Lin Yu, who appeared to be fast asleep, slowly opened his eyes.

He shifted slightly. The two fair, slender arms wrapped around him suddenly tightened, and the naked figure beside him nuzzled deeper into his embrace.

Lin Yu froze, and the person beside him settled back into stillness.

After a few breaths, Lin Yu probed softly:

"Tang Manman?"

Hearing no response, Lin Yu let out a sigh of relief, confirming that Tang Manman must be asleep.

He tried to move his body again, but Tang Manman was still holding onto him tightly.

Left with no choice, Lin Yu could only inch away little by little, attempting to swap himself out with a pillow.

After a good deal of careful and quiet effort, Lin Yu finally managed to escape from Tang Manman's embrace.

Getting out of bed, Lin Yu quietly picked up his clothes from the floor and put them on.

After slipping on his shoes by the door, Lin Yu stood up straight and cast a final, complicated glance back at Tang Manman.

She lay on the white bed with her back facing the door. From this angle, her bare, delicate shoulders were half-exposed, and as she hugged the pillow, she appeared to be in a deep sleep.

With the faintest of sighs, Lin Yu reached out and switched off the room's lights, carefully turned the doorknob, and stepped out.

The door clicked shut softly, plunging the room back into darkness.

A sliver of luminous moonlight quietly slipped through the gap in the curtains, spilling diagonally like shattered silver across the floor, the bed, the pillow, and a pair of pitch-black, hollow peach-blossom eyes.

"He won't..."

"He won't..."

"I have already done that kind of thing with him."

"Just like that woman, I've done that kind of thing with him."

"He will not leave me."

"He definitely won't leave me."

"He will come back."

"He will definitely come back."

"He will come back."

"Will come back..."

In the darkness of the night, slender pale fingers gradually tightened, digging fiercely into the soft pillow.

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