Just at the moment when the man grabbed Yu Xia, a flash of silver streaked across the man’s eyes, piercing firmly, accurately, and viciously into the man’s shoulder.
"Ugh." The man let out a muffled groan, but his hand holding Yu Xia did not loosen in the slightest.
Yu Xia, who should have been unconscious, stared intently at the man in front of her, pulling the hairpin from his body and stabbing it again, this time with even more force. After the second stab, the man finally let go.
"Don’t you remember me? Why do you want to hurt me?" The man looked at Yu Xia with a confused and betrayed expression, speaking in a saddened tone.
By this time, Yu Xia could see clearly in the moonlight the face of the person who appeared in her room; it wasn’t anyone else but the boy who had volunteered to take photos for Yu Xia that day.
The boy looked refined and handsome, appearing weak and harmless, but given the current situation, Yu Xia dared not lower her guard, even feeling that his face now looked somewhat hideous.
"What are you doing in my room in the middle of the night? How do you know I live here? How did you get in? What did you plan to do to me with the drug?" The hairpin in Yu Xia’s hand was still dripping blood, the warm liquid falling drop by drop onto the wool carpet.
"Don’t misunderstand me; I truly have no ill intentions towards you. I just wanted to see you. Ever since I met you on the street that day, my mind has been full of you, and I couldn’t forget you at all." The boy’s face flushed slightly at this point, looking like a shy and bashful boy.
But combined with his actions afterward, it just made one’s skin crawl.
"I wanted to see you, desperately wanted to see you, but I was afraid you didn’t want to see me, so I used the drug. But you must believe me, I haven’t done anything bad to you. I love you so much, how could I bear to do anything bad to you?" The boy’s voice involuntarily rose, a flush reappearing on his face.
"I ask you, how did you know I live here, and how did you get in?" Yu Xia still held the hairpin pointed at the boy in front, not daring to relent even a bit.
"This hotel is owned by my family." The boy said, lowering his head somewhat embarrassed.
Yu Xia had imagined many scenarios but never expected this result.
"Now, please leave my room." Yu Xia exhaled deeply and said.
The boy, who had been looking down, suddenly lifted his head at Yu Xia’s words, looking at her with a mix of astonishment and panic, "Are you angry? Why are you kicking me out? I know what I did was wrong, but I didn’t do it on purpose; I just, I just couldn’t control myself."
The man wanted to take a step forward but was sharply reprimanded by Yu Xia, "If you want to talk to me, stay where you are and don’t step forward."
"Okay, I won’t move forward, I’ll listen to you." The boy, like a wronged little wife, lowered his head and retreated to his previous position.
He sneaked a glance at Yu Xia, embarrassedly saying, "You’re the first girl I’ve ever liked. I think this is what they call love at first sight, right? There were so many people on the street, but I saw you at a glance. You stood in the crowd like a court lady walking out of a mural, making it impossible for me to forget. Every time I close my eyes, you’re all I see. Do you understand me?" The boy looked at Yu Xia with longing.
His eyes were filled with deep love, a love deep but twisted, yet he seemed completely unaware.
"I want to be with you, can you be with me? I will treat you very well," the boy said, both excited and shy.
"I am not yet an adult." Yu Xia calmly stated this fact. With only the two of them in the room, she dared not directly refuse. Despite his seemingly innocent appearance, he was still a boy, and the disparity in strength between men and women was enough to be troubling. Content originally comes from novelꜰire.net
The boy, seeing that Yu Xia didn’t directly refuse but instead mentioned her age, suddenly brightened up, like a bulb lighting up in the dark.
"It’s okay, age means nothing to me. In ancient times, people got married at thirteen or fourteen. At our age, we’d be considered late to marry back then."
"But this is the modern era." Yu Xia calmly reiterated, not giving him any time to respond, "Moreover, my body is not well. I have stunted development and frail health, so I can’t have children in the future."
"It doesn’t matter." Without finishing her sentence, Yu Xia was interrupted by the boy, "I don’t care. Not having children is the best thing for me because I don’t like children. I just want to live in our own world. I don’t need others intruding into our lives," the boy said with sparkling eyes.
"I am weak and won’t live for many more years." Yu Xia, as if not hearing his declaration, continued to finish her incomplete thought.
"That’s impossible." Hearing this, the boy’s eyes filled with disbelief. He wanted to step closer but was repelled by the hairpin in Yu Xia’s hand.
"Nothing is impossible; it’s the truth, and I only have one wish: to live freely alongside the person I love. If you love me as much as you say, you should let me go. Leave my room now, and I will pretend nothing happened. We can still be friends when we meet outside, or else we won’t even have that. Without freedom, I’d rather die."
Yu Xia’s firm rejection left the boy’s face full of pain and conflict.
"Do you have to push me ?" The boy looked up at Yu Xia, tears on his face, looking pitiful like a little rabbit, yet it couldn’t evoke any sympathy from Yu Xia.
"If it’s really like you said," the boy intentionally paused here, "if you’re destined to die, then die in my arms." With those words, the boy suddenly lunged at Yu Xia without any warning.
The hairpin in Yu Xia’s hand only managed to graze the boy’s arm amid the chaos, but that minor injury meant nothing to him. He easily overpowered Yu Xia, the hairpin in her hand falling somewhere unknown, as she was pinned to the carpet without any ability to move, even losing all sensation in her back from his rough actions.
"I thought you were strong, but it turns out you’re just a paper tiger, easily broken," the man said with some pride.