Deep Fog Kiss

"Take it off."

A single word, though not loud, exploded in Jiang Li's mind like a thunderclap.

She stared blankly up at the man beside the bed, his black tie ripped off and held in his hand, veins bulging.

He stared down at her, his gaze sliding over her bare shoulders, like predator carefully assessing the meat that was about to be devoured, his fingertips slowly and deliberately unbuttoning her collar.

Jiang Li's heart raced, and she momentarily forgot what she was doing.

She just wanted Gu Zhishen to come back and keep her company, and to stop her from dating Yu Wanqing.

I didn't expect to go this far.

"What?" Gu Zhishen's lips curled into a smile. "Want my help?"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he leaned forward, his burning gaze reflecting Jiang Li's gradually blushing face.

"Gu...Gu Zhishen..."

Just as Jiang Li was about to speak, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and quickly tied a knot in her hand with his black tie, binding her hands.

She was stunned, then turned to meet the man's narrow eyes.

His deep, dark eyes held a cunning and dangerous glint.

With her wrists bound, she was like a lamb falling into the wolf's mouth, waiting to be slaughtered.

At this moment, the bedroom door was wide open, and in addition to the housekeeper Zhong Qiuwen, there were other servants in the villa.

Taking off your clothes at a time like this is no different from walking down the street.

During the two years she was with Gu Zhishen, she knew that men were wild and promiscuous.

But he never imagined he could be this crazy.

Jiang Li's breathing trembled, and she shook with nervousness. "Gu...Gu Zhishen...can you...?"

Before she could finish speaking, the man's slender fingertips gently lifted the shoulder strap, startling the girl so much that she trembled and hurriedly closed her eyes.

The man's hot breath drew near, and his familiar scent filled the air.

Jiang Li's heart was pounding, and her face flushed red all the way down to the roots of her neck.

"Scared?" The man chuckled, staring at her trembling body.

It's shaking like this before anything's even happened.

Jiang Li kept her eyes tightly closed. "...I'm not afraid."

She was the one who provoked Gu Zhishen first, so even if she really took advantage of him, she would accept it.

At eighteen, she was utterly defeated by him.

Four years later, she was still the same, uncontrollably wanting to be close to him.

Closer, even closer.

She was incredibly jealous when she found out he was going to have dinner with another woman.

She just felt a little regretful that even their intimate moments weren't based on the premise that he loved her.

It makes me feel heartbroken just thinking about it.

Gu Zhishen pinned her to the bed, holding both of her wrists above her head with one hand.

He didn't move, his eyes lowered as he stared at her trembling long eyelashes, on which were faintly visible tears that seemed about to fall.

They're so scared, yet they say they're not afraid.

He chuckled softly, and the image of her with tears streaming down her face from two years ago flashed through his mind again.

She said she felt disgusted by him and loathed him.

Every touch she had with him made her feel nauseous.

Just like now, it's disgusting, and I can't fight back.

He looked resigned to his fate.

"Ginger and Pear".

He spoke, his voice low and husky.

"Wasn't this the joke you wanted to play?" He raised his hand, his fingertips lightly brushing a strand of hair from her forehead. "I told you, don't make the same joke at me twice. You really don't learn your lesson."

He gently stroked her long eyelashes with his fingertips, and they were damp.

"If you can't handle the consequences, you'll be the one crying."

Jiang Li opened her eyes, her almond-shaped eyes slightly startled, and her eyes shimmered with light.

The lustful look in the man's eyes was gone, replaced by a deep, cold indifference.

The heat in Jiang Li's body subsided, leaving her feeling icy cold.

Can't afford to play this game...

Yes, she can't afford to play that game.

She couldn't afford to play the game, so she ran away for two years.

Unexpectedly, when she came back, she still couldn't afford to play games and still craved those things she couldn't have.

Staring into her tearful eyes, the man got up from her, snatched the tie from her wrist, and resumed his previous aloof demeanor.

Jiang Li stared at him blankly. "You...did that on purpose?"

"I learned that from you, just kidding."

Gu Zhishen looked at her, pulled a blanket from the side and covered her with it, covering her exposed skin.

He picked up his coat from the ground and turned to leave.

"Aren't you going to do it anymore?"

Jiang Li's eyes reddened as she stared at his straight back.

Gu Zhishen paused, but didn't turn around. "Not interested."

Three words extinguished the flame that had risen in Jiang Li's heart.

She's been so cooperative with him, letting him do whatever he wants.

He said he wasn't interested.

He doesn't want her.

The man turned and left. Jiang Li got out of bed. "Gu Zhishen."

She got out of bed barefoot, walked behind her, and asked with red eyes, "Have you ever thought about me?"

The man's back stiffened, and his fingers gripping his coat tightened abruptly.

"It's been two years, have you thought about me?"

Jiang Li asked stubbornly, determined to know if he had thought of her at all during the two years they had been apart.

Even if it's just a little bit.

It's not any other relationship.

It's just about Gu Zhishen's relationship with Jiang Li.

After a long while, the man turned around, his posture as cold and distant as ever.

My gaze fell on her bare feet, so white they were almost blinding.

He bent down, tossed the slippers beside her feet, and straightened up to meet her tearful eyes.

His lips curled into a smile, but there was no warmth in it.

"Leaving the country was your own choice."

The mockery in his eyes deepened. "Asking that question again is pointless."

Jiang Li stood there, feeling as if her heart was blocked by a lump of cement, unable to breathe.

Seeing Gu Zhishen turn around and stride away, Jiang Li suddenly got into the car in front and grabbed his clothes.

"Gu Zhishen!"

Jiang Li looked up at him. "What if I said I could take the risk?"

With tears welling in her eyes, she forced a smile and asked, "Want to play again?"

Gu Zhishen turned his gaze, a faint, cold smile playing on his lips.

"I'm not playing."

Those two words sent a jolt through Jiang Li's rapidly beating heart.

"Jiang Li, if you want something, just say so. There's no need to play these low tricks."

Gu Zhishen's voice took on a chill, "Playing the 'boy who cried wolf' game too much is pretty boring."

Jiang Li's breathing became heavy, and her pounding heart gradually sank.

She stared at the man in disbelief, her amber eyes like a deep, clear pool.

"Then why do you still care about me?"

Her eyes were wet and red. "Yesterday, today, didn't you come to see me both times? Can you honestly say you weren't worried about me, weren't concerned about me?"

Gu Zhishen's gaze was much higher than hers, and when he looked down at her, he had a superior air about him.

"It's my duty to take care of you."

"Same as twelve years ago."

He smiled casually, his expression unreadable. "If you don't want to, I can ignore it."