Marriage Seduction Addiction

Chapter 311 "Yaoyao, Don't Be Afraid"

After breakfast, Yan Shiyu cleared away the dishes and went into the kitchen, while Tang Xu sat in the living room, tidying up the things he hadn't finished tidying up earlier.

After she had arranged all the items in their proper categories, she turned around and saw Yan Shiyu already walking out of the kitchen.

With nothing to do, the two of them were stuck in a room, staring at each other, which was really hard to bear.

Tang Xu was hesitating about what to say to break the silence when Yan Shiyu stepped forward, reached out and took her hand. "We just finished eating, would you like to go for a walk outside?"

Tang Xu twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Okay."

The two of them went out together and strolled in the opposite direction from where Tang Xu had walked that morning.

They remained silent the whole way, but it was already much better than that small house with four walls.

At least, your eyes have countless directions to look in, instead of being confined to what's right in front of you.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a dam appeared before Tang Xu, who then realized that there was a large river nearby.

The embankment was quite steep, and there was no way to climb it, but Yan Shiyu still stepped onto it and turned back to reach out his hand to Tang Xu.

Tang Xu hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out her hand. Yan Shiyu pulled her along, and they walked steadily towards the top of the dam step by step.

When you finally reach the top, a river nearly 100 meters wide suddenly appears before you. Although it is not the high-water season, there is still a considerable flow, rushing and flowing into the distance.

After experiencing a period of depression, this was the first time Tang Xu had seen such a vast and magnificent view. She was momentarily stunned and stood there, letting the wind howl against her body. She just stared blankly at the river in front of her, and for a moment, she couldn't even remember what she was thinking.

Until Yan Shiyu wrapped her head and body with his coat.

"It's rare to see such scenery in the city, so I brought you here to see it," he said. "Just be careful not to catch a cold, it's windy."

The warm coat shielded him from the wind and sound. Tang Xu looked at him and finally asked, "How did you find this place?"

Yan Shiyu only gave her two words: "By chance."

Upon hearing this, Tang Xu knew there would be no more answers. She had originally wanted to ask him when he had purchased the small building, but she lost interest and didn't say anything more.

The two walked along the embankment for a while, watching the rushing river and feeling the strong wind whipped up by the water. They had almost finished their morning digestion.

When they returned to the small building, before Tang Xu could say anything, Yan Shiyu first told her to take a hot bath.

Tang Xu obediently went into the bathroom.

She had only been inside for a short while when she reappeared in front of Yan Shiyu, wrapped in a bathrobe and with her hair still wet.

"what happened?"

Tang Xu pointed to the bathroom, "The water heater isn't producing hot water."

Yan Shiyu frowned slightly upon hearing this. "Let me see."

He rolled up his sleeves and began inspecting the electric water heater in the bathroom, while Tang Xu didn't go far, standing at the door watching.

Before this, Tang Xu had never realized that Yan Shiyu was so versatile. Not only could he be decisive in the business world, but he could also cook and fix things.

The latter, however, is so dreamlike.

It's just that, even when their relationship was at its best, Tang Xu never imagined such a life.

Knowing how illusory it all was, she never dared to think about it.

But I never expected it to happen under such circumstances.

Like a secluded paradise, undisturbed by anything else, only the two of them existed, as if nothing had ever happened, as if no one could affect their lives—

But there is no Shangri-La in this world.

Such a delusion.

Tang Xu watched, and without realizing it, her eyes welled up with tears.

When Yan Shiyu's gaze fell on her, his hand stopped moving.

Then, he walked straight over and pulled her into his arms.

Tang Xu remained stiff and motionless.

Yan Shiyu tilted his head slightly and gently kissed the corner of her reddened eye, then her eyes, nose, and lips...

The tranquility and intimacy were abruptly shattered when the water heater in the bathroom suddenly made a "ding" sound.

Tang Xu quickly lowered her head, turned her face slightly, and avoided his lips.

Yan Shiyu lowered his eyes and stared at her for a long time before gently releasing her, turning around and returning to the bathroom to turn on the shower.

Hot water was soon spraying out normally. Yan Shiyu turned around and pulled Tang Xu, who was still standing at the door, inside. Just as he was about to untie the belt on her bathrobe, Tang Xu grabbed it.

Then, she looked at him and said, word by word, "I'll do it myself."

After a brief exchange of glances, Yan Shiyu nodded slightly, "Okay."

He didn't linger, walked out of the bathroom, and closed the door behind him.

Tang Xu remained standing there, motionless, until the shower room was filled with steam. Only then did she take off her bathrobe, walk back under the showerhead, lift her face, and let the hot water wash over her, letting herself gradually suffocate in this baptism…

……

Much later, Tang Xu finally came out of the bathroom.

Yan Shiyu was sitting on the balcony of her room, flipping through a book.

Hearing the noise, he looked up at Tang Xu who had come out of the door. Seeing that her hair was already dry, he seemed quite satisfied and then reached out his hand to her.

The chairs on the sofa are large enough to comfortably accommodate two people.

Tang Xu walked over and was pulled into his lap.

She didn't resist; instead, she picked up the book he was reading and started looking at the pages he had just been reading. Ever since she came out of the bathroom, Yan Shiyu's mind had been elsewhere, so he let her be.

Tang Xu's mind wasn't on the book she was flipping through; she was forcing herself to see and memorize each word.

But in the end, she didn't know what she had actually seen or how much she had remembered.

At first, Yan Shiyu followed her turning the pages to look at the book, but gradually, his gaze fell entirely on Tang Xu's face.

He hadn't seen her this close in a long time.

Things are different now than before.

She became less talkative and less cheerful.

Yet I still felt I couldn't get enough of looking at it.

He knew he was responsible for all of this.

Now, he is willing to give everything to make amends, but he doesn't know if there is still a chance.
Yan Shiyu gently stroked her face, and finally couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her again.

He knew perfectly well that he shouldn't be impatient, yet he was still so eager to act on it.

He needed her attention, her response, and to prove that he still had a chance to salvage the situation.

Tang Xu didn't respond to his kiss, but she did react to the intimacy between them—

In Yan Shiyu's arms, her body stiffened silently.

Yan Shiyu's perception was clear.

In an instant, Yan Shiyu's thoughts were caught in an extreme game of strategy—

Finally, he slowly pulled away from Tang Xu's lips, but their foreheads remained pressed together. After a long while, he whispered, "Yao Yao, don't be afraid..."

Don't be afraid of me.

Please... don't forgive me.

Tang Xu leaned against him quietly, her eyes slightly lowered, still... without any reaction.

……

After lunch, Tang Xu took a nap.

She slept very restlessly, with bizarre and fantastical things constantly intruding into her dreams, as if she weren't in this secluded area, not in this small building, but somewhere she was supposed to be—

Purgatory!

Tang Xu suddenly woke up from her dream.

She opened her eyes. It was still light, but the sky was overcast, as if it was about to rain. A dull wind blew through the window curtains, showing her that time had not frozen, but was still flowing.

Tang Xu lay on the bed in a daze for a while before finally lifting the covers, getting out of bed, opening the door, and walking out of the room.

Yan Shiyu was nowhere to be seen in the living room, but noises were coming from the kitchen.

Tang Xu went downstairs and turned around to see Yan Shiyu in the kitchen, intently preparing ingredients.

She had originally thought that Yan Shiyu would have a lot to say to her after arriving here, but in the end, the silence between the two of them was almost equal.

She was completely dazed and confused, utterly unaware of her purpose there, while he would always quietly do many things, many things...

Tang Xu stood behind him and watched for a long time.

He probably did know how to cook, but there are different levels of "knowing" how. At least from Tang Xu's observation at this moment, he wasn't very skilled.

Perhaps he was just relying on intuition, or some distant memory, to try to make himself "know".

The reason I did this was simply for her.

Just like his words to her, "Don't be afraid," is it possible that as long as she is no longer afraid, he can get rid of this obsession?
Tang Xu stood there for a moment, then suddenly walked slowly forward, stood behind Yan Shiyu, reached out and hugged him, and then rested her head on his back.

Yan Shiyu's movements visibly froze for a moment.

Her footsteps were so light that he didn't even notice her approaching.

He never expected that she would reach out and hug him.

For a brief moment or two, Yan Shiyu couldn't help but wonder if this was a dream.

But he could feel her body temperature, hear her breathing, and look down to see her slender arms—

Everything was clearly conveying to him—it wasn't a dream.

After a long while, Yan Shiyu finally heard his own voice: "Awake? Did you sleep well?"

“No…” After a long while, Tang Xu answered, “I had a lot of dreams.”

“It’s okay, if I sleep too much now I won’t sleep well tonight,” he said. “I can catch up on sleep tonight.”

……

A heavy rain fell in the evening, and the air was filled with a damp smell.

Tang Xu had chicken soup stewed by Yan Shiyu for dinner. It was hot and made her sweat slightly.

She had originally planned to take another shower.

But it was never washed.

She breathed heavily in the sticky, damp air for just as long as the heavy rain outside had been pouring down.

After a rain, the birdsong and insect chirps fell silent. The world was so quiet it seemed as if heaven and earth had ceased to exist, yet only that person's heartbeat, breath, and pulse remained...

Everything is inextricably linked to her—