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Feeling invigorated by the manager's praise, Rao Jie was in high spirits. However, it was getting late, and after returning home, she still had to tidy up, planning to move to school after the semester started.
On the way, Rao Jie noticed she hadn't received any messages from Wu Rong and couldn't help but send him a text, asking what he was up to and if he was busy today. Yet, there was still no response.
A sense of unease began to creep into Rao Jie’s heart.
Upon arriving home and opening the door, just as she was about to turn on the lights, a hand suddenly reached out from the dark corner and grabbed her, causing Rao Jie to scream in fright.
“Ah… who’s there!” Rao Jie struggled to break free, her heart racing with fear.
But in the next moment, she was pulled into an embrace and kissed fiercely.
The familiar scent and presence—was it Wu Rong? Had he come back?
Rao Jie wanted to speak, but Wu Rong's kiss left her breathless, making it impossible for her to utter a word. Her mind went blank as she thought that perhaps Wu Rong had returned without telling her, intending to surprise her with this sudden act. It seemed quite in line with his character.
Yet, despite this should-be joyous occasion, why was Wu Rong so rough?
Even though she stopped struggling, Wu Rong continued to kiss her forcefully, making her feel as if there was a metallic taste in her mouth.
Rao Jie wondered what was wrong with Wu Rong—was he in a bad mood? She wanted to reach out and comfort him, but instead, he stumbled forward while holding her tightly, eventually pushing her down onto the sofa.
The moment their lips parted finally gave Rao Jie a chance to speak.
“Wu Rong, what’s going on…”
But before she could finish her sentence, Wu Rong's actions left her speechless.
He eagerly began tugging at her clothes; the room was cold since the heating wasn’t on, and Rao Jie could feel that his hands were icy.
When his cold hands touched her abdomen, it felt as if she were being frostbitten.
In the dim light, Rao Jie caught sight of Wu Rong.
But Wu Rong's expression was not what Rao Jie could imagine. It was... grief and anger. "Wu Rong, um..." Wu Rong did not give her a chance to speak. He kissed her mouth, spread her legs, and squeezed in. Before she completely took off her clothes, Wu Rong began to vent her anger. Such ruthless and ungentle behavior was not something two people in love would do. Rao Jie felt as if she was forced to do it. Her body hurt, but she couldn't help but feel angry. Did he really treat her as a tool for sex? Rao Jie didn't like this mechanical movement. She wanted to struggle, but it hurt her. Because of her body's habit, the pain finally disappeared, leaving only the familiar instinctive happiness. Rao Jie's heart and body were separated. Wu Rong didn't speak, and she couldn't feel any love. She wanted to speak, but before she opened her mouth, her breath was scattered. In the end, she could only be forced to endure this loveless thing. After an unknown amount of time, the noises in the living room gradually stopped, leaving only the breathing sounds of the two people. Rao Jie gathered his thoughts, and angrily kicked Wu Rong, who was on top of him, and put away his clothes. "You're crazy. You came back without saying a word. What are you doing? Do you know that I was almost scared to death by you just now? You're too much."
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