C40

I walked out of the apartment, the rain hitting my umbrella. It was still raining heavily, and I couldn't help but think that it had been a long time since it had rained here. Even though it had rained, the air was still thick and hot, and I didn't know if it was the sweat or the rain that was running down my face.

I walked lightly along the roadside, my shoes already soaked.

Zhou Jin did not go home, but Ye Qing was waiting there.

It was even more impossible for him to go to his brother's villa. He, who had already been kicked out of the house, would never be willing to go home.

Then where could he go?

I was standing by the side of the road, thinking, when I suddenly thought of my date with Zhou Jin.

I walked over to the bench by the sea. I knew I was being sentimental, but I still wanted to see it.

That's where Zhou Jin found me last time, I still remember his smiling face and bright eyes under the umbrella, and his wet kiss.

The seaside was not far from my house, and we would soon be there on foot.

It was raining hard now, the waves were lapping at the sea, the white waves were rolling, the seabirds were gone, there was almost no one here.

I walked over to the bench where I often dated Zhou Jin, hoping that he would be there as well as not.

In the distance, I saw a person sitting on a chair. He was wearing a coat and his waist was bent low. He was sitting on the chair in a strange posture. The heavy rain fell on his body, but he didn't react at all.

I walked slowly over with my umbrella in my hand. I could hardly believe it, I was both pained and satisfied, and my vanity was satisfied.

I walked over gently. The closer I got, the more nervous I became.

I walked up to him and held the umbrella over his head.

It took him a while to look up at me. His eyes were as innocent as an abandoned animal, his face ghastly pale, his lips trembling, but he smiled at me for a moment, like the sun breaking through the clouds.

My fingertips fall lightly on his face, which is cool and wet.

Right at this moment, I suddenly heard a weak cat cry, and then I saw the head of a cat come out from his bosom. It was that big yellow cat, and I don't know why it would jump into Zhou Jin's embrace, but I also understood why Zhou Jin would sit there in such a weird position.

I smiled and touched the cat's head.

He took my hand and pressed his cheek to mine, as if he had finally found his master's stray cat. He closed his eyes, a look of satisfaction on his face.

At this moment, I discovered that Zhou Jin's forehead was burning. He had a fever.

I tried to take his hand and get him to come with me. At least he should go back to the shower and get some sleep.

But Zhou Jin didn't get up. He looked up at me with an aggrieved expression on his face, his eyes shining brightly.

"What's wrong?" I asked him.

He pointed to his lips.

I'm a little embarrassed, but there's no one here right now. I bend down to shield us with my umbrella and kiss him on the lips like a dragonfly.

I wanted to leave, but he held me back. I was a little flustered, this was after all, outside, and I was worried that I would be seen, but he held me back. I saw a rare mischievous expression flash in his eyes.

Maybe I don't know him well enough, but I like him that way.

I took Zhou Jin to a taxi, unwilling to let him go back to the run-down house. I took him to the hotel and left the cat in a place where there was no rain.

In the taxi he had been leaning against my shoulder, his eyes closed and his grip tight on my hand, his breath falling on me, his whole body limp with sickness.

Once in the hotel room, I pushed him into the bathroom, filled the tub with hot water, and threw his wet jacket and shirt on the floor, but when I tried to help him out of his pants, he squirmed.

He ducked into the corner, his face red with fever, as if I were going to rob a woman.

I smiled and kissed him on the lips.

He pursed his lips and smiled. He said, "I want to take off your clothes too."

I turned to leave, but he hugged me from behind. He rested his head on my shoulder, his wet head itching against the skin.

"Hurry up and take a bath." I tried to push him away.

"Let's go together." Sick, he said coquettishly, has made him a different person.

In the end, I couldn't stop him from going into the bathtub with him, but it was too narrow, and I had to lean into his arms, and his hand was on my skin, and I couldn't help but feel closer to him, and I did miss him.

But I had to restrain myself because he was sick.

His mouth was on mine, and the heat in the bathroom was almost suffocating, so I wrapped my arms around his back.

I wanted to push him away, but when he let go of my lips, I said, "That's enough. You're sick. You should take medicine and sleep in bed now."

However, Zhou Jin once again kissed my lips. He hugged me and whispered in my ear, "You are my spiritual medicine." His breath in my ear made me shiver, and the numbness spread from my toes to the top of my head.

I put my arms around him and let him hold me in the steamy bathroom.

"I know you don't want to leave me." His cold fingertips grazed my skin, igniting a fire.

I long for more, I haven't slept with anyone since Zhou Jin.

I am not a man of little desire.

Or even if I was a person with few desires, after I met Zhou Jin, I was not.

In this world, men weren't the only ones who had desires. Women also had desires.

Desire is not a shameful thing.

I hugged Zhou Jin, wanting him to use a bit more strength. The extreme pain and pleasure was what made me forget that I was Xie Zongming's wife, that I had cheated with him.

Zhou Jin and I collapsed onto the bed. His face was very red, and his forehead was even hotter than before. I couldn't help but give Zhou Jin a light smack on the head.

"I said that would make your illness worse." I was a little angry.

Zhou Jin smiled weakly and grabbed my hand. He pulled me into his embrace, as if he was afraid that I would leave, and wrapped his four limbs around me.

"Zhou Jin, I won't leave." I touched his face.

Zhou Jin didn't say anything, only looked at me.

"Zhou Jin, I'll go wash your clothes and buy some medicine." I said coaxingly, "You haven't eaten yet, right? I'll get you something to eat. What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat you." Zhou Jin was silent for a long time before spitting out these words. Then, he tried again.