Chapter 37.1 - Tormented Heart (1/4)

Translator: Superbulat

Song Mo slowly opened his eyes when he heard the sound of the woman jumping to the ground on the other side of the wall.

Her lantern remained by his side, clearly illuminating him in the darkness.

His dick was still standing tall, wet and shiny, and in addition to water, there was also blood… Some had gotten on his lap. He remembered her falling on his lap when she got up. He had heard her cry and felt her wetness from there.

Song Mo turned his head, closed his eyes, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. She had already left, but he was still thinking about the sensation of being tightly wrapped. He really…

Why did this happen?!

He clearly hated that woman, but why did that place of his harden from her actions? If he could control himself, she wouldn’t have gotten her way!

With blazing rage, Song Mo yanked the rope around his waist and threw it aside.

Like a ferocious beast breaking free from its shackles, disregarding his lack of clothes and his standing rod below, Song Mo struggled to the other tree with both hands on the ground and untied the rope with reddened eyes. That woman had humiliated him so much. He must kill her!

After untying the rope, he ran towards the lantern, grabbed the clothes on the ground, and put them on.

As he dressed, he suddenly paused.

Light pink bedsheets had been spread under the tree, and there were a few dark stains on them.

Her words suddenly echoed in his ears.

“…This is proof that I have kept my virginity for you. After you break it, I will be yours…”

What she said was true, because he did touch it, and he did break through that indescribable layer. After entering, his member had been wrung so hard that it had almost surrendered.

“…Song Mo, it turns out that being your woman hurts so much…”

What she said was true, because when she sat down, she kept inhaling, and the hands pressing on his shoulders shook, and later she even scratched him, so that he would share her pain. The pain almost made him thrust his hip to teach her a lesson.

“…Song Mo, I hadn’t intended to make love with you this time. I just wanted to prove to you that I still have my innocence…

What she said was true. She indeed still had her innocence , and she had indeed left immediately after proving it to him, without continuing to force him to make love with her.

“…Song Mo, I really like you. I am willing to hurt and bleed for you…”

Did she…really like him?

Song Mo didn’t know, but the second sentence was true, because despite crying in pain, she still stubbornly insisted on letting him pierce her and bled for him. At that time, he had been scolding her in his heart and suppressing the pleasure inside his body that was urging him to go crazy, and he had never considered how she would feel. Now that he thought about it, she had bled, left halfway, and even said that she was waiting for him to kill her. If she didn’t like him, what was the point of offending him and torturing herself like this?

As he stared blankly at the bloodstains, the anger that was about to burst from his chest subsided unconsciously.

Song Mo was at a loss.

She had asked him if he thought that she was a loose woman. Yes, he had thought of her that way before, because he had seen her flirting with various men too many times, seeing those men touch her hands, legs, and even her back. She merely smiled and jokingly hit them, never getting angry. Decent women regarded their chastity and innocence as important as their lives. Since she even dared to do such things in front of everyone, in private, she surely…

“…No matter how much I go around with those men, I never let them take advantage of me…”

It turned out that he had really misunderstood her.

All of those men had attempted to please her, but none of them had succeeded in getting her. He had been so cold and cruel to her, but she had forcibly given him what was most precious to a woman. Even if he had scolded her so badly, she still insisted on giving herself to him.

If she didn’t like him, what was she scheming for?

Scheming for his looks?

Song Mo was aware that he was good-looking, but not to mention other people, Lin Peizhi alone was enough to beat him. Besides, she was not one of those mediocre-looking women, and her own beauty was the boast of the town, so how could she value his?

Scheming for his money?

This was even more unlikely. The Mei family’s condition was similar to his. Why would she give up the wealthy young master Lin Peizhi to covet the family fortune of a butcher?

Could it be that…her feelings for him were genuine?

Song Mo froze in place.

If she simply teased him and humiliated him, he could strangle her to death without hesitation. But, if she was truly so deep in love with him, he…

In his mind was once again the scene of her standing on the wall while laughing aloud, in his ears were her low whimpers as she bit his shoulder, and on his body… Song Mo touched his shoulder. He had a wound on his shoulder from being scratched by her, and when her tears had fallen on it, the pain had seeped into his bone.

Perhaps, she was only a pitiful woman who pretended to be strong.

The cold night breeze awakened the man who had been standing for a long time. Song Mo took the bedsheets and silently returned to his room.

Forget it. She was the one who had suffered more in this matter anyway. As long as she really didn’t bother him anymore and didn’t threaten him to take responsibility for taking her innocence , he would pretend that everything that had happened tonight was just a dream.

After drawing water, he took a shower, being careful not to touch the places scratched by her. Song Mo then shoved the sheets into the stove, but after only a corner was burned, he hurriedly pulled them out and stepped on them to put out the fire. After some deliberation, he stuffed the sheets into an unused box.

He couldn’t return it to her, but in case she wanted to use the bedsheets as an excuse to pester him again, he could throw the sheets on her face and ask her to get lost.