Chapter 546 - Think About It

Christy sat on the sofa in a daze. All the lights around had been turned off, leaving only a hazy lamp that illuminated Christy who was hugging her knees and curling up.

This was what Trevor saw when he came out of the room. Eleven probably knew that it had done something wrong and turned to face the wall.

Trevor gently walked towards the sofa. He was still not used to shoes, so Christy carpeted the floor. Afraid that he would be cold steeping on it barefoot, she arranged the floor heating system.

"Finished?" Christy first saw his barefoot, then wiped her face and smiled at him.

Trevor stood in front of her, tall and thin. He was wearing a hood, looking gloomy and special in the darkroom. He was covered by loose clothes, like being hidden in a safe air sac. Only a pair of eyes were looking around.

Everyone was wrong. This was not self-seclusion.

This was self-protection.

The self-protection of Trevor.

Christy felt a sharp pain which made her teary. She looked away at the remote control on the coffee table, "Do you want to watch TV?"

She leaned over to get the remote control but was stopped by Trevor. He read her mind gently, "You cried?"

"I didn't." Christy wouldn't admit it, "The wind blew my eyes and it hurt. I didn't cry, but the red blood diffused all over my eyeballs..."

"Eleven. I want to see what she did here before." Trevor said to the little robot facing the wall.

Eleven followed the order and slowly turned around. Its pair of gray gem-like eyes were about to spark a beam of light.

Christy jumped up and blocked Eleven. She said anxiously, "You can't! You ... I didn't do anything. I called my brother. Tomorrow is Tomb-Sweeping Day. I miss my home, and I..."

As she spoke, she suddenly walked to Trevor and hugged him.

"I'm sorry." She spoke.

Trevor gently hugged her, and said in a soothing voice, "Why are you apologizing?"

Christy shook her head and dropped tears. She didn't know why she suddenly turned lachrymose. She thought she already had enough tears in the past and didn't expect such an embarrassing scene.

She wanted to wash her face, but Trevor did not let go of her. He raised her face and gently wiped her tears with his fingertips. Seeing that her tears were flooding, he suddenly kissed the corner of her eyes.

Christy suddenly stayed still.

She could only feel his soft tongue touching the corner of her eyes, getting numb like being whipped at the back.

"Trevor..." She was an expert in love, knowing how to win the favor of all kinds of men using tricks and playing hard to get

At this moment, she was like a rookie in chaotic thoughts, with her hands against his thin chest. She didn't know whether to take it or not.

Trevor kissed her eyes bit by bit, licking her tears. After that, he slowly lowered his head and his breathing fell to her lips. They were very close, and Christy could kiss him with just a pout.

But no one moved.

Trevor's forehead pressed hers. He stared into her eyes peacefully, seeing her emotions. The sadness, nervousness, and uneasiness were all seen by Trevor.

"Don't be afraid," Trevor said as he slowly moved away.

Christy looked at him, "I'm not afraid. I'm worried about you. You know my background and everything. I'm not a good girl. Do you think about it?"

Trevor did not answer but bent to kiss her gently with a slight smile.

Just the touch of lips without a further move. Both of them trembled as if their souls were together.

After a long time, Trevor didn't move. Christy couldn't help but chuckle, "You wouldn't..."

Before she could finish her sentence, she felt Trevor's tongue sneaked in.

Christy felt limp and almost fell into his arms.

His breathing was clear, like a soothing spring sweeping her uneasiness and sadness. He kissed her slowly and genuinely.

Christy never knew that a kiss could be so flirty, like a raging fire falling into a pool and causing surging waves.

There was a sudden knock coming from the outside.

Christy was shocked and quickly pushed him away. She looked at the door, puzzled, then looked at Trevor, "Is that looking for me or you?"

She looked charming with bright red lips and teary eyes.

Trevor was about to say when he heard his parents.

"Trevor! Trevor! It's mom here. Can you open the door?"

"Trevor! It's dad here. Open the door. We want to see you..."

Christy rushed to the bathroom washing her face and changed her dress. When she finished all these, Trevor was still standing there. She urged him, "Why are you still here? Go in!"

Trevor lowered his head.

Only then did Christy follow his sight and see his bulged trousers.

Christy was lost for words.

Christy blushed again, and said in a flurry, "Go in. Just go and leave it to me. I'll talk to them. You ... You come out again when you feel better."

After saying that, she quickly pushed Trevor into the bedroom. She patted her face and thought to herself. 'He's a roommate. A roommate. Forget about it. I have to deal with his parents first.'

She had forgotten that before Trevor moved in, he had told his parents about their relationship. They were about to get married.

Christy prepared herself and opened the door with an elite face.

Seeing her, Trevor's parents held her hand with red eyes and asked, "Where is Trevor? I want to talk to him. Can I?"

"Sure." Christy nodded.

After they came in, Christy found that Arabella also came, who lowered her head with red eyes.

The whole family seemed to have cried.

Christy felt a little uncomfortable when she saw Arabella. She knew that Arabella was not the culprit. Those gossiping servants were. However, she just could not let it go.. If it were not for Arabella, Trevor might not have lived in the dark without sunshine for twenty years.