Waking up the next morning, Mo Ran stared at the glaring light outside the window and knew she hadn’t died.
She still lived in this world, still had to face a lot of pain, many things she didn’t want to confront.
She found a loose-fitting piece of clothing to wear, took a bath in the bathroom, and when she came out, there was a steaming meal laid out in the room.
It was definitely Granny who had brought it in. She didn’t stay, probably not wanting to embarrass her.
That was for the best; she didn’t want anyone else to see her in such a broken state.
Mo Ran had little appetite, but she knew she had to eat, otherwise, her body certainly wouldn’t hold up.
After forcing herself to eat half of the meal, she really couldn’t eat any more.
Putting down the tableware, she wrapped herself in a blanket and went to the balcony.
There was a wicker chair there, which she had personally bought after getting together with Gu Yixuan.
She liked to sit on the balcony to daydream, rest, and read novels.
With a soft cushion on the wicker chair, Mo Ran curled up in it, her gaze distant and empty as she looked afar.
The vast sky, like the boundless ocean, could purify the soul, broaden one’s mind, and make one forget unhappy things.
Gazing at the blue sky, she seemed to forget all unpleasantness, all sadness, all pain.
Not knowing how long she sat there, Mo Ran’s eyes became sore, and she couldn’t help but close them and fall asleep. This update is available on novelFɪre.net
When she woke up, she found herself in bed, and Gu Yixuan was sprawled over her body.
Her clothes had already vanished, and Gu Yixuan’s head was buried in her chest. Feeling her awaken, he slightly lifted his head, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a faint smile, "Awake?"
"What are you doing?!" Mo Ran exclaimed in shock, hastily trying to grab the blanket to cover herself, but he noticed and pinned her hands down.
"What do you think I’m going to do? Ranran, couldn’t you have forgotten, you are just a tool for me to vent, I can have you whenever I want, and when I want you, you can’t resist, can’t say no!"
"Gu Yixuan, I am not your toy, don’t go too far!" Although she told herself to just let him do as he wished, she still couldn’t remain indifferent.
She had dignity and yearned for freedom and respect. She didn’t want to become a tool for his release, didn’t want to be a lifeless, thoughtless toy.
Gu Yixuan gave a wicked smile, pressing down on her body, lips against hers, and whispered low,