A button at the collar of the skirt was missing, so Meng Lanting had no choice but to wear Feng Kezhi's coat.
She left the man on the bed who had just fallen into a deep sleep, probably due to exhaustion, and went downstairs to the hotel's night-time front desk, where she woke up the dozing person sitting there and asked her to arrange a car for her to leave.
The service in a high-end hotel like this is extremely attentive, with dedicated cars and drivers available throughout the day to provide pick-up and drop-off services for guests at any time.
The front desk was a little surprised and confused.
In the middle of the night, the ninth son of the Feng family went up with his female companion.
He is a regular customer here.
He used to come here to spend time with some friends who were also young masters.
But he usually played cards all night and came alone with his female companion.
This was the first time he saw him.
Last night, when Mr.
Feng Jiu was ushered in by the doorman, although his female companion's head and face were obscured, he also saw the pink skirt she was wearing.
The young lady who came down to call for a taxi was obviously the one who was taken up by Mr.
Feng Jiu in the middle of the night.
The receptionist at first suspected that she had offended Mr.
Feng Jiu, who was famous for his bad temper, so that he was kicked out alone at this time.
However, he saw that she was extremely beautiful.
Not only did she not look like a trace of prostitution, On the contrary, although she was in an embarrassing situation at this moment, when she came down alone and ordered to call a taxi, her attitude was calm and her tone was calm.
It was really difficult to overlap her identity with her imaginary identity.
The front desk was surprised and confused again.
After all, she was the woman who came with the Ninth Young Master, so she didn't dare to neglect and hurriedly called a taxi for her.
Meng Lanting stood at the door for a moment, and the hotel driver drove to pick him up.
Meng Lanting got in, told Zhou's address, and the car took her away from the hotel.
It was less than four o'clock in the morning, the darkest period before dawn.
The sky was pitch black, the street lights were dim, and there was no one around.
Meng Lanting endured the pain all over his body, wrapped his coat tightly, and sat in the corner of the back seat of the car.
He closed his eyes and remained motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.
The driver dropped her at the entrance of Zhoujia Alley.
When she came out last night, she didn't have any money with her.
When she left just now, she took some money from Feng Kezhi.
After paying the fare and tip, he got out of the car, walked through the alley, and came to the door of Zhou's house.
He took out the key and opened the door gently.
Later last night, she called back and told Mrs.
Zhou that she was a little late after watching the movie, so she stayed with the students so that she wouldn't worry.
The Zhou family was quiet.
Mrs.
Zhou, Professor Zhou, and their younger brother, who was temporarily sleeping in the study, were probably still asleep at this moment.
Meng Lanting quietly returned to his room, changed his clothes except for Feng Kezhi's coat, climbed into bed, and lay down.
She felt extremely sore all over her body, as if her bones had been dismantled and reassembled.
She wanted to catch up on some sleep as soon as possible, and closed her eyes, but her mind kept replaying the scenes from last night.
Later, when he was about to take possession of her, he suddenly stopped, let go of her, and told her to get out.
She should have seized this opportunity and left as soon as possible.
After all, this was far from her original intention.
But later, she changed her mind.
Before she came to Shanghai, she never thought that one day, her life would be entangled with a very bad man that she could never imagine before, and become a mess.
Similarly, just before that moment last night, in her nineteen-year-old life, she had never thought that she would take the initiative to do such a thing with a man who was not her husband.
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Just when he suddenly let go of her and let her go with a rough and vicious voice, she looked at the sweaty and depressed back of the man on the pillow with his back to her, feeling the grievances, fears, and debts in her heart.
The slight sadness, as if I had to accept it in order to pay back the money, suddenly disappeared.
Although she had no experience with this kind of thing, the two of them were skin to skin and in such close contact.
He wanted her so much.
She clearly felt the burning desire coming from his body that seemed to be on the verge of bursting with pain.
Despite this, faced with his own tears, he finally backed down.
No matter what his reasons were, at that moment, she felt her heart soften.
No more resistance, no more disgust, no more helplessness.
He was obsessed with his body and wanted her so much, so that would satisfy him.
This was probably the only thing he wanted that she could afford.
It is both the greatest possible repayment and a willingness to do so.
But she also knew that this would be her last moment of tenderness and love for him.
Never again.
When it was almost dawn, it started to rain again.
The rain was heavy, falling on the roof tiles overhead, making a rustling sound.
Meng Lanting curled up in the quilt and closed his eyes.
"Pa" A drop of hot sweat rolled down from the young man's forehead and splashed on her chest.
"Lanting Lanting, don't cry" Like a puppy, the man licked away the tears that fell out of her cheek one by one for some unknown reason.
His gentle, low voice full of joy and satisfaction then rang in her ears again. stand up.
Meng Lanting suddenly woke up from his hazy dream.
He felt his mouth was dry and his heart was pounding.
She turned over in frustration, driving the images out of her mind, and wrapped the quilt tighter around her body, even covering her head.
"Pa" "Pa" But the sound actually came from my ears again.
It's a knock on the door.
Meng Lanting opened his eyes.
The knocking on the door continues.
Meng Lanting pulled down the quilt and looked at the clock on the desk with the dim light coming from the window.
Five forty in the morning.
In the quiet rainy morning, the knocking on the door sounded extremely clear.
The sound was not very loud, but it was continuous, with a stubbornness that would not give up until the goal was achieved.
Meng Lanting's heart beat faster.
She already guessed who it was.
I also expected that he might come to see me again.
I just didn't expect it would come so quickly.
Dragging her sore legs, she hurriedly climbed out of bed, got dressed in a hurry, and was about to go out.
Mrs.
Zhou, who had gotten up early, was already one step ahead of her, left the room and opened the door.
"Master Feng, it's so early, are you okay?"
Meng Lanting was full of surprise when he heard Mrs.
Zhou's voice.
"Madam, where is Lanting?"
Feng Kezhi's voice still sounded restrained and polite.
"Lanting went to see a movie with some students last night.
She called back later and said it was too late, so she stayed with the students.
She hasn't come back yet."
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"Lanting" There was a burst of urgent footsteps, and Feng Kezhi seemed to have walked in.
Meng Lanting hurriedly took his clothes, rolled them in his hands, and opened the door.
Feng Kezhi stopped.
Mrs.
Zhou turned around and saw her, a little surprised: "Lanting, I don't know when you will come back."
"I just came back this morning.
Auntie, you haven't gotten up yet, so you didn't see me.
Mr.
Feng asked me for something, so I went out to talk to him."
Meng Lanting smiled, picked up an umbrella behind the corner of the room, walked out, turned to Feng Kezhi and said, "Come out."
She held up her umbrella and walked quickly toward the alley.
It was still very early, the sky had just dawned, and it was raining heavily.
The tiled houses and thatched walls stood silently in the early morning rain curtain, and not a single person was seen nearby.
Feng Kezhi followed her out.
One held an umbrella and the other was caught in the rain.
At the entrance of the alley, Meng Lanting put away his umbrella, got into his car, and sat in the back seat.
When he sat next to her, he said lightly: "The message I left , didn’t you see it?
Isn’t it clear enough?”
She said in the note that everything was done willingly and that he did not have to feel any guilt or responsibility.
But I don’t want to see each other again.
We have our own ways to go in the future, so take care of each other.
The rain is getting heavier.
In a matter of moments, just one step back and forth in the alley, he was already soaked.
The rain also wet his hair.
His hair fell messily on his forehead, and water droplets kept dripping down along his hair.
His eyes were red, and he looked more embarrassed than ever before.
He wiped the rain off his face, looked at her for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hands and hugged her tightly.
Meng Lanting heard him say in her ear: "Lanting, I was wrong last night and I shouldn't have treated you like that.
Please forgive me again."
"I'm serious about you.
You are mine, and there is no way I don't want you.
I will tell my family immediately and we will get married as soon as possible."
His lips, moist and cold as rain, were close to her ears, kissing her skin while he kept talking.
Meng Lanting did not struggle to push away his arms, but turned her face to avoid his mouth, then turned back, stared at him, and shook her head.
"Feng Kezhi, let me say it one last time.
The words on the note I left are what I think in my heart.
Every word is true and I didn't lie to you."
"I don't need you to take responsibility, let alone marry you.
From now on, you don't have to come to me anymore, lest you cause trouble like you are doing now, and it only adds to my trouble."
Her tone was very calm.
Feng Kezhi froze, looked at her, slowly loosened his arms around her, and suddenly hugged her tight again, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly run away if he let go.
"Lanting, please stop talking nonsense.
I know you are angry with me.
I couldn't think about it last night.
I was really such a bastard.
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I just need discipline.
Just beat me and scold me.
When you calm down, I will take care of you."
You go home and get married."
He seemed to turn a deaf ear and kept talking to himself.
Meng Lanting looked at him quietly without speaking.
Feng Kezhi's face gradually turned ugly, a look of frustration appeared in his eyes, and finally, slowly, he loosened his arms holding her again.
"Since you hate me so much, I don't understand why you seduced me again and made me do wrong things after I asked you to leave."
His voice sounded extremely depressed.
"Feng Kezhi, didn't you want me last night?"
Meng Lanting asked him softly.
He paused.
"I knew you wanted me, so I did it."
Feng Kezhi was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "After all, you still hate me and I'm a bastard, but it's not that I didn't give you a chance.
Several times, as long as you speak, I, Feng Kezhi, will never be shameless, will I really stand for you?
For such a trivial matter as getting my brother back, I force you to let me sleep."
"Help me find my brother.
It's a small thing for you, but it's a great favor to me."
"Feng Kezhi, whether you like to hear it or not, this is a fact.
What happened last night should not have happened, but it has started, so let's finish it.
This is to repay my gratitude, but it is also done willingly, and I am not forced at all. " She paused.
"You were very kind to me later on, so you don't have to feel any burden at all."
Feng Kezhi seemed to be stunned, unable to speak anymore, and just looked at her steadily.
"My words have been made clear enough.
That's it, let's go our separate ways from now on."
Meng Lanting put down his clothes, took his umbrella, turned around, pushed open the car door, walked out, lowered his head and hurried into the rain alley.
She walked for more than ten steps.
Behind her, Feng Kezhi suddenly came down and caught up with her.
From behind, he grabbed one of her hands.
"Lanting, I will change.
I will never lose my temper with you again.
I will let you control it.
Give me one more chance.
One last time.
If I offend you again next time, I will leave by myself and never come back again."
I’m annoying you” His pleading voice came from behind him and reached his ears.
Meng Lanting stopped and stood for a moment without looking back.
He withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and continued to move forward on the stone road in the rain alley with moss growing in the water.
"Meng Lanting, after we've known each other for so long, don't you like me at all?"
She walked a few steps and heard his muffled voice coming from behind again.
Meng Lanting's eyes suddenly became hot.
She turned her head slowly.
He stood in the alley behind him, with rain pouring on his head, face and body, motionless, looking at himself through the rain curtain.
Meng Lanting was silent for a moment.
"Feng Kezhi, to be honest, I don't believe you.
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It's not that I don't believe you now.
It's that people still have a future.
I know what you say now is sincere, but what about the future?"
"I don't want to risk the rest of my life.
You are not my ideal other person."
"I'm sorry, please go back."
After Meng Lanting finished speaking, he turned around and continued walking forward.
He never looked back until he finished walking this long rainy alley.
There was no sound behind him.
When she was approaching the end of the alley, she saw Mrs.
Zhou holding an umbrella from a distance, standing there, looking around with confusion on her face.
She held back the tears that were about to fall, hurriedly lowered the umbrella and wiped them dry quickly.
Mrs.
Zhou came over, glanced behind her, and asked suspiciously: "Lanting, what's going on between you and Mr.
Feng?
Why did he come to you so early in the morning?"
"There's just something going on.
I made it clear to him just now.
It's okay."
Meng Lanting was afraid that she would ask any more questions, so he lowered his head and hurried in and returned to his room.
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