Ye Cai's longing
"Honey, come and try this."
Housewife Ye Cai, with a gentle and elegant smile, delicately picked up a piece of fragrant spicy fish from the dish on the table and slowly placed it into the bowl of the tall and robust man sitting beside her.
"Ah, mom, me too! Me too!"
Between the husband and wife, there was a little adult who raised his mischievous little face to his mother, holding a spoon and fork with two chubby little hands, clinking away at a small bowl.
"Wow, this is really spicy!"
The man picked out a small hot pepper from the bowl with chopsticks and flaunted it in front of the child.
The child pouted, staring straight at the bright red chili pepper in front of him. His round eyes blinked hesitantly, and his mother, standing beside him, covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. As soon as he heard her, he stretched out his neck, opened his small mouth, and popped the chili pepper inside.
Hahaha...
The man burst out laughing and raised a big thumb at the child who was making a bitter face with his tongue out, saying: "You're indeed my descendant!"
Ye Cai dian glared at the pale man with a glance, quickly poured a glass of clear water from the cupboard and handed it to the child.
The child scooped up water with both hands, tilted his neck and gurgled as he drank it all down.
"Hah—"
Like a grown-up, he let out a long sigh and handed the cup to his mom, saying: "No way, it's still too spicy."
Ye Cai gently took the cup, turned around to prepare another glass of water, suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and a look of horror appeared on her face. She quickly turned back, but was shocked, her pupils constricted, her chest felt suffocated, and her breathing stagnated.
In the warm and elegant home dining room, at the edge of the table, the two chairs where my husband and son were sitting just now have disappeared without a trace. Only one youth with long black stand-up collar coat, pale face and icy expression, with sharp and piercing eyes, is sitting across from me, staring intensely.
"Who are you?"
Ye Cai suppressed her fear and asked coldly.
That young man seemed to always have a scornful look on his face, with an air of arrogance and indifference. He raised his head, casting a glance at Ye Cai with a hint of mockery and ridicule, saying: "Do you know what you're doing right now? Being a good husband and father? Hmph..."
A stifling sensation in the chest, her eyes fluttered open like a leaf, and her small, plump lips moved slightly as she breathed rapidly and erratically.
"Stop joking around, okay? You're a man, aren't you? Have you forgotten?"
Countless memories surged out of her mind, Ye Cai found it hard to breathe, subconsciously took two steps back, shook her head in resistance, as if unable to accept those facts.
"What's wrong with you!?" The young man in the windbreaker swooped down like a ghost, and in an instant, he was right next to him, his eyes wide with excitement. "Are you willing to remain so mediocre?!"
In an instant, Ye Cai's nerves collapsed and she sat on the ground, her eyes buried in the shadows of her bangs, her tightly closed eyelids trembling constantly.
The young man in a windbreaker grabbed her collar and lifted her up to his face, staring at her with wide eyes and a tilted head, saying: "Have you forgotten? Your paradise?"
Amusement park!!!!!
Ye Cai's neck jerked back, her head spinning wildly like a madwoman, those two words echoing in her mind, the reverberations growing louder and louder until it seemed as if they would shake the heavens...
Her eyes snapped open, and a swathe of pure darkness swooped in.
……
Friday.
Around 3 am, nearly twenty hours after Luo Li escaped from school.
Gui Xiang Yuan Mountain Villa District, a certain villa building.
She let out a dry cough, hugged her quilt tightly and squatted in the corner of the bed against the wall.
Breathing laboriously, with wide and nervous eyes, dry lips still slightly ajar, the scene in the dream, at this moment, is still incredibly vivid and clear, preserved in my mind.
She raised her neck high, took a deep breath, emptied her mind, and tried to throw the terrifying memories of her dreams behind her. After taking several deep breaths at such a high angle, she actually calmed down a lot, felt around the pillow for her phone, intending to take a look at the time.
The phone screen lit up, and she saw an unread message. She was overjoyed and quickly swiped open the screen lock.
03：27
"Following 'Inception', another high-IQ sci-fi blockbuster 'Interstellar' hits theaters today! Follow us to win a pair of movie tickets! What are you waiting for? Act now!! 【Lecheng Digital Cinema】"
She was stunned for a moment, the joy in her eyes gradually faded away, and she let out a melancholy sigh.
Turn off the message interface, open the address book, press the "Lori" column contact again, and dial out.
She put her phone to her ear and listened to the soft and quiet standby tone, her breathing becoming tense with anticipation.
"The phone call you made..."
She let out a sigh, her head drooping down, lost in a sea of worries. After a long while, she felt a slight chill and slipped into bed, curling up on her side, her eyes filled with contemplation.
That's right, she was bewildered and didn't know what to think.
But her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't sleep, so she tried to think of something to comfort her fragile and lonely heart.
Gradually, the black-clad youth in his dreams, with that arrogant, crazy and extreme attitude, reappeared in his mind.
She began to breathe with difficulty, opening her small mouth and laboriously drawing in air, subconsciously shaking her head slightly, her eyes filled with fear and anxiety.
She felt her head was splitting.
With a gasp, she sat up, panting heavily for a moment, then quickly got out of bed, turned on the light, and wandered around the room in a daze.
She knew that if her attention and thoughts continued to be trapped in this state, she would eventually have a mental breakdown.
Her eyes quivered, she quickly sat down in front of the computer, pressed the power button, and stared blankly at the screen with rapid and disordered breathing. Her hands were placed on the keyboard that had not yet lit up, unable to suppress the intense trembling, like a skinny addict facing his master's gift of poison, eager and thirsty.
When the boot screen appears on the display.
She stuck her face close, her pupils constricted, burning and trembling incessantly, as if an endless longing was gushing out. This impatient posture seemed to suggest that she couldn't wait to stick her head into the screen.
Finally, the initial desktop appeared on the screen, she let out a long sigh and stretched out her eager posture, slumping in the computer chair.
She held the mouse, staring blankly at the desktop, her eyes empty, filled with endless confusion.
As if possessed by a mischievous spirit, her body began to quiver with an otherworldly energy, as if beckoning her to let go, to release the pent-up emotions, to indulge in the pleasure...
In her eyes, a certain conviction and focus were gradually fading away, while a primitive, instinctual longing and infatuation were slowly emerging.
Her eyes became distant, her breathing rapid and sultry, slowly twisting her waist, subconsciously propping up her flat and smooth belly.
At the same time, she quickly and shakily moved the mouse, pressed the "start" icon, quickly searched, and clicked on the red and blue intertwined player icon.
She casually opened a large-scale action movie and quickly jumped into the main scene. She trembled as she put on her headphones, slumped in her computer chair, twisting her body, listening to the man's powerful and heavy gasps, following the rhythm of the man moving on top of the woman in the movie, her slender middle finger rubbing that private area.
Moments later, accompanied by a long, melancholic sigh, she slowly opened her small mouth, closed her eyes and shook her head tremulously, indulging in the comfort and satisfaction of being on cloud nine...
Wow!
In front of the thin light of the computer screen, she lit a cigarette and held it between her plump but small lips, hugging a pair of slender white legs with one hand, squatting on the computer chair with a low and dim gaze.
Next to the trash can, there were three pieces of sticky tissue paper.
She knew she was a very contradictory person. Although she clearly understood that this was a physical instinctual desire, she just didn't want to be controlled by these hormones and have her life dictated by them.
At the same time, she yearns to live a simple and innocent life - when angry, vent freely; when depressed, find someone to confide in; when happy, laugh out loud; when sad, find a warm embrace, and cry out loud...
But in order to survive in this world, which is woven from countless rules, one must wear a hypocritical and smooth mask.
Finally, she opened Baidu Knows, staring at the keyboard, laboriously finding the letters, one by one, and typed out a few words.
"Always want to find a man to make love, what to do?"
The webpage feedbacks countless information, all sorts of things are included.
Some suggested finding a boyfriend, while others suggested masturbation...
Disappointed and annoyed, she casually opened a health website with professional psychologists who provided answers to similar problems.
"Make a good plan and enrich your life. If you are an office worker, then put your energy and attention into work; if you are a student, then you should put even more energy and attention into studying. If you find it dull, try to cultivate some hobbies to shift your attention. Stick to it and I believe not only will you have good results but also unexpected gains. Next, reduce exposure to obscene movies and publications, best to thoroughly reject them. Believe that life is rich and colorful, face the richness and colorfulness of life positively."
Learning?
Hobbies?
She smiled self-deprecatingly, lowered her eyes timidly, as if feeling anxious and powerless in front of the two nouns, she tried to retreat and escape.
But she was not reconciled, unwilling to let her thoughts be aimless and easily swayed by bodily hormones.
Finally, she stood up, put on a coat, opened the door and walked down the stairs.
As she walked, she looked in that direction, somewhat astonished.
Through the crack of the tightly closed door, a faint light still leaks out, incredibly brave, slanting onto the pure darkness.
She stood in front of the door, held her breath for a moment, raised her hand and knocked gently on the door.
"Huh? Is it Xiao Cai?"
Someone inside the door asked, but it made Ye Cai stunned and opened her small mouth. To her, Lao Ma was just a lazy and unmotivated housewife who slept all day, how could she be so wide awake in the middle of the night?
The door was pulled open, and the warm light spilled onto her dazed face. Her mother, wearing a milky white nightgown, slightly tilted her head, with her softly curled long hair lazily draped over her shoulder, backlit by the lamp, looking serene and peaceful. A hint of warmth danced on the corners of her mouth as she asked in a gentle voice, "Hmm? What's wrong? Can't sleep?"
Her eyes moistened, and she slowly opened her mouth, until a bitter sob escaped, then she rushed into her mother's arms and burst out crying.
The old mother was stunned for a moment, then gently comforted her along with her wronged and timid heartstrings.
A while later——
"Mom... I don't know what to do..."
She lifted up a tear-stained face and lamented about her own weakness and confusion.
Her mother gazed at her with warm and tender eyes, pursed her lips to hold back a faint smile, gently stroked her frail shoulders, and slowly led her into the room.
"Okay, don't rush, take a deep breath, Mom will stay with you for a while, okay?"
A faintly clever smile appeared on her face, and she nodded lightly.
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P.S: Mom is asking for a recommendation vote, and the color is coming again.
