NOVPUBChapter 483: 483, women, all he needs is……
Chapter 483: 483, women, all he needs is……
But she could also sense that Shi Yuhuan didn’t want her to know.
Not understanding why he was so determined to keep her in the dark, she couldn’t fathom the significance behind Shi Yuhuan bringing her here, to this house with the red-brick-tiled roof.
Song Qinghuan was unsure, and indeed, Shi Yuhuan himself was scarcely clearer.
For it was here where he had spent the most decadent and gloomiest times of his life.
Here, he had learnt what it meant to be ruthless and to despair.
Here, it dawned on him that some were perched at the pinnacle of society, receiving the admiration of many, their desires within easy reach. Meanwhile, others were like ants wandering the city, constantly exhausted from struggling just to be fed and clothed.
It was here where he vowed that he must possess power, money, and status in the future, pouring everything into avenging his parents and fulfilling their last wishes.
As Song Qinghuan closed the door and looked back, she found Shi Yuhuan staring intently at her, his expression utterly inscrutable.
She gave a small smile, “Has the water boiled yet?”
Without a word, Shi Yuhuan handed her the cup of water in his hand and then lay down on the bed.
Song Qinghuan took a sip of water and also lay down on the bed.
Shi Yuhuan reached out, holding Song Qinghuan tightly in his grasp. But he said nothing, remaining silent, and Song Qinghuan fell silent as well, each with their own thoughts.
As darkness deepened, moonlight spilled in through a hole in the ceiling. Song Qinghuan chuckled at the ethereal light, tightly clutching Shi Yuhuan’s hand, “Shi Yuhuan, the light is so beautiful.”
Something seemed to be blocking the draft, so she didn’t feel chilly.
Shi Yuhuan: “…”
It seemed he hadn’t heard her, his eyes still shut in apparent indifference.
When he didn’t respond, Song Qinghuan glanced over at him: “Shi Yuhuan?”
“…” Shi Yuhuan remained silent.
“Did you fall asleep?” Song Qinghuan asked again.
Having met with silence again, Song Qinghuan chuckled softly: “He really fell asleep!”
She turned her gaze back to the ceiling and voiced the question that had been lingering in her heart: “Shi Yuhuan, have you ever been in love before? I mean with a woman, or have you ever had a girlfriend?”
Song Qinghuan asked without expecting a response.
She thought Shi Yuhuan was asleep, but in reality, he was merely feigning sleep and chose not to speak. 𝖓𝔬𝔳𝖕𝖚𝖇.𝖈𝔬𝔪
When it came to women, it seemed to him they were more dispensable than indispensable, he couldn’t really say he disliked them, but neither could he say he liked them.
He remembered once when he was called out for a drink, a girl in the bar tried to flirt with him.
But the moment her hand touched his body, he quickly pushed her away.
The girl wasn’t prepared for her sudden fall, and she started crying pitifully on the ground.
Perhaps her tears were meant to soften his heart, but he felt nothing but disgust. He casually stepped over her outstretched hand and walked away without a backward glance.
After that, he never let any other woman get close to him. Those who knew him started guessing about him behind his back. He knew some said he was gay, others said he was asexual, and some even claimed he was impotent.
Only he knew that he was just being selective, longing for a woman who would match his mental and emotional needs, not just anyone would do.
Song Qinghuan was the first woman who truly fit his mental world, truly needed by him. And if he wanted something, he would have it, regardless of the cost.
“Just now, when I was outside…” Song Qinghuan started to speak again.
