Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
As he tilted the glass, he remembered the kiss at the dining table when Xia Qingyi had first drank alcohol.
She had her eyes closed while smiling happily, as she tugged on his tie. He had not even had the chance to be aware of what was going to happen when she had kissed his lips.
Mo Han had never told Xia Qingyi that her lips were very soft, moist with something lingering.
When he was dating Shen Rou, they had kissed and had even more intimate interactions. Men were beings that were driven by desire. The weird thing, however, was that he had rarely felt this primal impulse with his few ex-girlfriends. He had always thought that this was caused by his rational and indifferent personality.
But, Xia Qingyi was clearly different.
Xia Qingyi’s clothes were always in a mess when she had just waken up. Sometimes, she would not even know that half of her shoulder was exposed. Mo Han would always turn his eyes away from her body every time, not daring to keep his eyes on her for more than a few seconds.
He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back. A body’s reaction was always the most correct. He felt an impulse for her.
Mo Han stared at his hand as he remembered that time he had held her against the door when they had returned home after she had gotten drunk. His fingers had moved around her body without a care. Compared to Xia Qingyi’s body, his fingers were hard and very rough. There was some sort of unexplainable desire as they touched her body. He had touched almost every part of her skin of her upper body, from her soft breasts, smooth back and thin waist. Xia Qingyi had obviously been frightened as she looked at him. He told her that he had done it to make her learn her lesson.
But Mo Han was clear that he had done it to satisfy his personal desires.
If it had not been for Xia Qingyi’s tears that day, he might have been unable to hold back the urge to kiss her in the dark.
Mo Han felt that it was funny. Xia Qingyi had still been calling him older brother, clueless that there was a wolf lurking next to her.
Unknowingly, Mo Han had singlehandedly finished half a bottle of the red wine. It was probably due to the quiet and lonely night and tipsy feeling he had from the alcohol that Mo Han could let go of himself and recall what had happened that night. His lips touched the edge of the wine glass lightly. The fragrance of the red wine lingered at the tip of his nose. The liquid touched his tongue. The feeling was similar to Xia Qingyi’s slightly cold and moist lips that day. He stared at the dark red liquid and he could not help but finish it in one go.
The next morning, Mo Han woke up with a hangover. He had finished the entire bottle of red wine on the table. He fell asleep on the sofa, and his head felt like exploding from the pain when he had woken up. The sky was bright and Mo Han looked at the time on his phone on the table. It was 7.30 A.M.
It was not too late as Mo Han forced himself to get up and take a shower in the bathroom. He hastily dried his hair and brushed his teeth and changed for work as usual. He did not have the time to eat breakfast, before he hurriedly left for work with his document bag.
Mo Han stopped in his steps when he reached the door. Unconsciously, he wanted to turn back and rush Xia Qingyi to hurry up, or she would be late for her classes.
However, there was no one behind him. The entire house was so quiet that it was scary.
Mo Han’s eyes hardened as he tidied his tie and pushed open the door to leave the house.
In the morning, Xia Qingyi did not think the way she had last night, having been suspicious of everything in her sleepy daze. She wanted to laugh a little when she thought about her actions last night. She did not know when she had become so suspicious. It was not like she could find out the truth about everything that she had not quite understood in such a short time.
Xia Qingyi was clear about the fact that any decision made at night was unreliable. That was why her heart calmed down as the sky brightened. She was still going to stay here.
Regardless of everything else, she had memories of this house. She had memories of her mother in this house.
The answer that she wanted was definitely in this house.
She was starting to feel that all of her past memories were especially important to her. She did not want others to tell her about these memories. She wanted to slowly remember them by herself. She would be able to do it. All she needed was time.
Han Liang had told her to not go to the school in F City, and that the university that she had originally been attending was here. It was a very established design school, and he would take her to report at that school when she was rested enough.