Purely Accidental - Chapter 79
Chapter 79
Pei Youshan once suspected Xu Jingshu had the ability to lower people's IQ.
Otherwise, how could she have been fooled so many times?
And with such blatantly ridiculous excuses!
She turned away, sulking as she stared at the bay window.
Just then, a soft chuckle sounded behind her as Xu Jingshu slowly approached.
A slender hand with distinct knuckles settled on her waist.
Xu Jingshu embraced her from behind, pressing close, her warm breath brushing against the sensitive nape of Pei Youshan's neck: "Shanshan, are you going to chase me away?"
Before Pei Youshan could respond, she added: "Don't chase me away, Shanshan."
It wasn't quite pitiful pleading.
Nor was it entirely coquettish.
Her tone carried unmistakable confidence, as if simply voicing the words in Pei Youshan's heart—
—She could never push her away again.
Pei Youshan bit her lip, refusing to turn and face her.
But she didn't remove the hand at her waist or drive her away.
She tacitly accepted everything, just as she had when they were still lovers.
Xu Jingshu rested her forehead against the back of Pei Youshan's head, eyes closed, tightening her embrace as she explained word by word:
"I made up excuses because I wanted to be with you."
"I never wanted the air conditioning."
"I wanted you."
Xu Jingshu opened her beautiful eyes and repeated with utmost sincerity by her ear: "I want you, Shanshan."
Her desires were simple yet greedy.
She wanted Pei Youshan.
All of Pei Youshan.
Not even a single strand of her hair would she yield to another.
The warmth of Xu Jingshu's breath, laced with tender ambiguity, struck Pei Youshan's heart, unraveling her completely.
She longed to reciprocate, to draw closer, to offer herself—
—Everything except refusal.
This was Xu Jingshu.
The Xu Jingshu who had carved her name into the depths of Pei Youshan's heart.
How could she bear to reject her again and again?
Xu Jingshu's voice lingered at her ear: "Shanshan, you still haven't answered my question from the cinema."
She had lost.
No more stubbornness, no more resistance—she only wanted to turn around and look at her properly.
To give her an answer.
Amidst rustling fabric, their gazes met, each dominating the other's eyes and heart.
The world around them became superfluous.
Their hearts were too small—small enough to hold only each other, leaving no room for anyone else.
"Xu Jingshu..."
Pei Youshan gazed at her lips, her eyes, murmuring as if sharing a secret.
"Don't do this again."
Xu Jingshu watched her quietly, tenderly tracing her features with her eyes as if to etch them into her soul.
Pei Youshan lifted a finger, brushing it against Xu Jingshu's lips: "No more lies, even to spare my embarrassment."
"Some things can't be avoided, not even in a lifetime, right?"
Xu Jingshu's gaze deepened, her voice impossibly soft: "Mm, never again."
Pei Youshan shed all defenses, melting before her as old grievances surfaced: "You have no idea how much it hurt. I thought you'd deceived me, that you never loved me, I—"
Her voice caught as sorrow swelled like a snowball, her eyes reddening despite herself.
What had shattered her wasn't the hidden identity.
It was the fear that Xu Jingshu's love had been false—a cruel deception from start to finish.
Compared to a trampled heart, what did a concealed name even matter?
Xu Jingshu's heart ached at the sight of her reddened eyes, gently touching the corner: "Did Shanshan cry back then?"
Pei Youshan nodded, then glared at her with pitiful charm: "I cried so hard! It's all your fault, Xu Jingshu—I hate you!"
Xu Jingshu smiled tenderly, kissing her eyelids, feeling the flutter of lashes as she vowed: "I'm sorry, Shanshan. It won't happen again, I promise."
Pei Youshan calmed, lowering her eyes: "But if you hadn't come to explain... I really would have stopped loving you. I'd never have forgiven you."
Her expression turned fierce: "Even if Mom and Aunt Xu reconciled, I wouldn't have let you off!"
Pei Youshan wasn't someone to be bullied!
Xu Jingshu watched her like a kitten baring its claws—fierce yet adorable.
She couldn't resist kissing her peach-soft lips, caressing her fair cheeks.
"I would never have stayed away."
"I couldn't bear to."
Couldn't bear her sorrow.
Even less could she bear to let her go, to let another claim her.
This was love—tender, selfish, and absolute.
Pei Youshan's heart had long since turned to mush.
Her pride and stubbornness were cast aside.
—Before her girlfriend, she needed only to be herself.
Pink-tipped fingers traced those lips again.
Caressing, teasing, as if touching the desire in her heart.
Xu Jingshu...
She loved Xu Jingshu, a truth even the apocalypse couldn't change.
Her wandering fingertip slipped between slightly parted lips.
An unconscious act, yet also a response to invitation.
Her gaze locked with Xu Jingshu's.
Those eyes held endless allure, blooming for her alone.
She fell helplessly into those fox-like eyes brimming with devotion, unable to look away.
Her finger met teeth—gentle, painless.
Then softness, playful teasing.
A faint current surged through her, leaving her limp, her expression shifting.
A confession rose unbidden:
"I love you, Xu Jingshu."
She drew closer, cradling Xu Jingshu's face, captive to her gaze.
"You're the best, most perfect surprise of my life."
—At last.
Xu Jingshu's smile blossomed, stroking her cheek: "I'm so glad I met you, Shanshan."
All past grievances were forgotten.
They kissed amidst unreserved love, surrendering to days and nights of longing.
Pei Youshan grasped Xu Jingshu's wrist, tugging it downward as she met her eyes with an irresistible gaze.
"Here..."
Dazed, she nuzzled Xu Jingshu's neck, unrestrained in her affection.
"I missed you so much."
The last time Xu Jingshu saw her this forward was when she was drunk.
Back then, she'd wished her love and desire were sober.
Impossible then—yet now fulfilled beyond expectation.
Xu Jingshu kissed her brow, smiling: "Only here missed me?"
Pei Youshan peeked at her before hiding shyly against her neck, then shook her head.
"Everywhere missed you."
Her yearning had long merged with honest love.
Flushed ears were love.
Swelling desire was love.
Even her heartbeat was love.
So she'd missed her—body and soul, ceaselessly.
Though now... certain places missed her especially.
How else to honor tonight's first snow and rare moonlight?
Xu Jingshu's smile deepened: "I missed you too."
She whispered at her ear: "Everywhere."
Pei Youshan flushed crimson: "You're awful..."
Then recalled something, lifting her head defiantly: "Xu Jingshu, didn't you say before I could bite you anywhere?"
Xu Jingshu saw through her mischief instantly: "No biting."
Tapping her lips, she murmured suggestively: "Other things... permitted."
Pei Youshan stared, mesmerized by Xu Jingshu's hypnotic eyes that always drew her in, drowning her.
Remembering those teasing fingers, she became convinced Xu Jingshu was a millennia-old enchantress—irresistible, captivating.
Yet she couldn't refuse this enchantress, having surrendered her heart willingly.
"Xu Jingshu..." She looped arms around Xu Jingshu's neck, radiant beneath her. "I want you..."
Xu Jingshu obliged, pressing her down.
Fingers glided like serpents across fair skin.
Lips met hers, teeth grazed rounded shoulders, breaths tangled—
—
Moonlight cast pale silver through the bay window.
The room brimmed with intimacy, silhouettes entwined.
Xu Jingshu sat bedside, one arm around the woman in her lap, chests flush.
She heard her heartbeat, inhaled her sweet fragrance.
Heard unfamiliar sounds whispered at her ear.
Pei Youshan clung to her neck, swaying slightly, fingers idly combing through her hair.
Xu Jingshu's silken strands felt exquisite—
—So much that Pei Youshan bent to murmur her name with unprecedented tenderness: "Jingshu..."
Until their merging cries became the room's sole sound.
They collapsed together, chests heaving amidst ragged breaths.
Xu Jingshu thumbed the tear-glazed corner of Pei Youshan's eye, gazing at her disheveled beauty—yet still unsatisfied.
She wanted to love her more.
To take her home and keep her.
To—
Her desires were endless, inexpressible even through the first snow's duration.
"Shanshan," she asked, "work tomorrow?"
Pei Youshan responded by octopus-latching onto her, declaring childishly: "No work."
Nuzzling her neck: "With a millennia-old enchantress like you here, this emperor will be a tyrant for a day."
Xu Jingshu caught the term: "Hm? Millennia-old enchantress?"
Pei Youshan belatedly remembered Xu Jingshu didn't know this nickname. Meeting her amused gaze, she feigned guilt before doubling down:
"You call me a ragdoll cat—why can't I call you an enchantress?"
"Besides, you are one! The way you seduce people... so skillfully."
"And you're so beautiful..."
Xu Jingshu chuckled.
Embarrassed, Pei Youshan burrowed under blankets: "Never mind. Sleeping. Work tomorrow."
An ankle-grab yanked her back.
Xu Jingshu kissed her waist, hovering above with a smile—
—One that seemed devastatingly alluring to Pei Youshan.
"If I'm an enchantress,"
Xu Jingshu whispered,
"then Shanshan can never escape."
Pei Youshan knew work tomorrow was hopeless.
But skipping work didn't matter—she could still skip atop someone.
She flipped their positions, pinning the "enchantress" beneath her.
"Not escaping. I surrender willingly."
The splendid night was too precious to waste.
——
Next morning, Pei Youshan woke first. After checking her phone—no urgent matters—she texted her secretary and snuggled back into Xu Jingshu.
Xu Jingshu awoke to find her still asleep and kissed her cheek softly before rising to freshen up and prepare breakfast.
Alone, she handled work emails, including a reply to Xu Jingying:
[Jingying]: How was yesterday's movie?!
[Xu Jingshu]: Acceptable.
[Jingying]: Really? How so?
Xu Jingshu delivered a four-character verdict:
[Xu Jingshu]: Exceptionally terrible.
The only reason Pei Youshan stayed was morbid curiosity about its awfulness—proof enough of its quality.
Never again would she subject her Shanshan to such films.
Xu Jingying: "..."
Did you have to phrase it like that?!
[Jingying]: You poor things.
[Xu Jingshu]: Not poor. Quite enlightening.
[Jingying]: [Suspicion.jpg]
[Jingying]: Don't tell me it was so bad it enlightened you?
Given Xu Jingshu's phrasing, she suspected another bait-and-switch!
[Xu Jingshu]: No.
[Xu Jingshu]: I mean you can officially call her sister-in-law now.
[Jingying]: ?
[Jingying]: !!!
Xu Jingying gaped.
Then came the tidal wave of joy—
—It worked! Holy smokes, I'm a matchmaking genius!
—Haha, my golden days are finally here!!!
Elated, she naturally expected compensation:
[Jingying]: Xu Jingshu, don't I deserve vacation days for this?
[Jingying]: Not greedy—five or six will do. Hehe.
[Jingying]: [Rubbing hands eagerly.jpg]
[Sister]: Sleep well last night?
[Jingying]: Yep!
[Sister]: Enough rest?
[Jingying]: Plenty!
[Sister]: Then why are you still sleep-talking?
Xu Jingying: "..."
[Jingying]: [I hate you.jpg]
Comments
Post a Comment