Chapter 45
The once-unspoken desires, mingled with the longing of reunion, intertwined in their embrace.
Hidden beneath a camphor tree, the car was obscured from view.
The chirping of cicadas mixed with the sounds of their intimacy.
“Shen Shiwu…”
Her soft moans were swallowed as Jiang Siyi, momentarily surfacing, tried to pull away, only to be pulled back into the depths.
“Didn’t you want me to kiss you?” A soft chuckle followed, and the woman leaned in again, her movements irresistible, the sounds of their kiss echoing in the car.
She did want to be kissed.
But not there.
Jiang Siyi, feeling a wave of heat wash over her, couldn’t speak. She bit her lip and heard laughter approaching—
“It’s summer break, we should be having fun, why are you carrying a textbook?”
“I’m going to be a senior soon, I have to study.”
“Tsk… hey, look at that camphor tree, it’s so lush!”
The figures of the girls drew closer, their chatter making Jiang Siyi’s body tense, her desire to escape growing stronger.
“Shen Shiwu… stop, someone’s coming.”
But the woman, half-kneeling below her, only looked up, not stopping her ministrations. She smiled and continued.
“Then we have to be quiet.”
Jiang Siyi felt like she was falling apart, biting her fingertip, her words muffled and indistinct. “I really can’t, they’re, they’re almost here.”
“But Xiao Si seems to be enjoying it.”
“Here,” she said suggestively, “you don’t seem to want me to leave.”
Jiang Siyi was drowning in a sea of pleasure.
The two girls passing by didn’t notice anything, simply stopping by the car to admire the tree.
Her vision blurring, Jiang Siyi, amidst the haze of pleasure and anxiety, swore—she would never initiate anything like this again.
Xu Yuan stared at the ended call, deep in thought.
Just as she was puzzled, she received a message: “It’s a long story, I have to go. I’ll treat you to dinner when you come to Qinan.”
Xu Yuan sent three question marks, then, seeing the “typing…” indicator, impatient with the slow typing, she sent a voice call request.
The other person answered after half a minute.
“What’s up? Is it urgent?”
“We haven’t finished catching up yet.”
Jiang Siyi cleared her throat before speaking, but her voice was still hoarse. “Something came up.”
Xu Yuan, known for her sharp hearing during their school days, noticed something. “What happened to your voice?”
“I have a bit of a cold.”
“Oh…” Xu Yuan nodded. “Okay then, I should be free in a few months, I’ll come visit you in Qinan.”
Just as she was about to hang up, Jiang Siyi let out a soft gasp. She quickly looked at the restless hand beside her and mouthed, “Don’t move.”
Xu Yuan asked, “What was that sound?”
Shen Shiwu was gently massaging Jiang Siyi’s waist, ignoring the warning, and kissed her cheek, whispering, “So fierce.”
Jiang Siyi grabbed her hand, stopping her. She replied to Xu Yuan, “The rabbit.”
“?”
“I just bought a pet rabbit, it made a noise. A Dutch lop, I’ll send you pictures later.”
Seeing that Shen Shiwu was about to start again, she quickly ended the call. “I have to go now, talk to you later.”
Only after hanging up did Jiang Siyi relax. She turned the air conditioning up, her tone annoyed. “Do you have to interrupt me even when I’m on the phone?”
Shen Shiwu didn’t answer.
She leaned closer, her breath warm against Jiang Siyi’s skin, and nibbled on her earlobe, her voice pleading, “One more time?”
Jiang Siyi was silent for a moment, then almost jumped out of the car.
Two hours later, after cleaning up the mess, it was past three in the afternoon, and Jiang Siyi was sprawled in the car seat, exhausted.
She glanced at the woman beside her, who was focused on driving, and slowly shook her head.
Still has the energy to drive after that, terrifying.
Shen Shiwu, always sensitive to her gaze, reached out and patted her head at a red light.
Jiang Siyi, seeing this, playfully bit her hand.
“Ouch,” Shen Shiwu pretended to be in pain, “that hurts.”
Jiang Siyi, seeing her like this, touched her lips, feeling slightly guilty, but still retorted, “You deserved it.”
The woman’s cold still hadn’t gone away. She coughed, a hint of laughter in her voice, and as she placed her hand back on the steering wheel, she asked, “What did I do to upset you, Your Highness?”
Do you want me to reenact what just happened?
Jiang Siyi scoffed and turned her head away, ignoring her.
She checked her phone, saw that Lin Yusheng had sent her a message asking for the manuscript, and realized she hadn’t touched her computer in days.
After hesitating for a while, she replied, “I have to rewrite the outline.”
The other end immediately exploded. “Rewrite the outline? Are you making excuses again?”
This time, she wasn’t lying.
Because the new book was based on her and Shen Shiwu. And now that they were back together, the outline had to be changed.
Simply put—it was no longer a tragic love story, but a sweet one.
“Anyway, I’ll write as soon as I get home, I’ll try to finish it by the end of the year.”
After sending the message, she closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. After dozing off for a while, she asked Shen Shiwu, “You didn’t leave my luggage at the hotel, did you?”
“If neither person in a relationship is smart, then they’re doomed,” she said, suppressing her laughter.
A certain great author was silent for a few seconds, then asked coldly, “Who are you calling stupid?”
“And,” she paused, “what do you mean ‘in a relationship’? Who’s your wife?”
Seeing her still being stubborn, Shen Shiwu said casually, “Okay, you’ll know who my wife is tonight.”
Jiang Siyi instantly fell silent.
Remembering what had just happened, she inwardly cursed Shen Shiwu for being shameless, even doing that in the car.
“Secretly cursing me again.”
The woman touched her nose, not replying, then changed the subject. “Where’s my laptop?”
“In the back seat.”
Jiang Siyi craned her neck, finally finding it tucked away in a corner.
“Why did you put it there?”
“It was in the way.”
“…”
Jiang Siyi didn’t want to continue the conversation and started working on her laptop.
The car was on the cross-sea bridge again.
When she had come here, she had been alone, the twilight fading, the night devoid of light.
But now…
She was with the person she loved, the rain had stopped, and birds were flying in the daylight.
She opened her document, deleted the bitter words, and started typing a new paragraph—
“Perhaps the bond between us was too strong. So she and I…”
Jiang Siyi suddenly turned to look at Shen Shiwu.
She called out her name.
The woman quickly replied, “Yes?”
“I’m giving you a chance to get back together, do you accept?”
Shen Shiwu’s eyes softened with helplessness.
They had kissed, they had made love. Did this little rabbit still think they were exes?
She sighed softly.
Jiang Siyi, embarrassed, hadn’t wanted to say those words in the first place. Now, seeing Shen Shiwu’s reaction, she felt both disbelief and a pang of grievance.
Not getting back together, huh?
Fine, don’t regret it!
She furiously pressed the delete key, erasing the words she had just typed.
“That heartless woman, she doesn’t want to get back together, and I even asked her. Jerk! Scumbag!”
“Angst, this book needs angst.”
“Silly.”
“Huh?” Jiang Siyi looked up, puzzled, then retorted, “You’re the silly one.”
“It seems I should have asked you before I did that,” Shen Shiwu said, her teeth gritted slightly, “what our relationship is.”
“If you dare to say ‘exes’ again,” she said thoughtfully, “you’ll cry even harder.”
The car’s air conditioning was blasting, and Jiang Siyi shivered.
She discreetly moved away, as if preparing for battle, then moved back, feeling slightly embarrassed.
She responded with an “Oh,” pretending not to be afraid, and then asked, “What if I say we’re together?”
“Then it’s the other way around, you cry, right?”
Jiang Siyi was clearly being difficult on purpose.
After voicing her strange logic, she felt a sense of satisfaction and was about to continue when she heard a snort of disdain from beside her.
Little Jiang, mocked, wanted to bite someone.
“If you say we’re together,” Shen Shiwu said casually, the smile still playing on her lips, “fainting isn’t out of the question either.”
So, either way, she was going to suffer.
If the eighteen-year-old Jiang Siyi had seen Shen Shiwu like this, she would have run away with her blanket in the middle of the night.
She had wanted to retort, “I don’t faint that easily.”
But seeing Shen Shiwu’s hands, she wisely kept quiet.
Pride or survival, survival it is.
“So, are we getting back together or not?” Jiang Siyi, realizing that the original topic had been completely derailed, clicked her tongue. “Just say it.”
Shen Shiwu sighed helplessly. “Of course we are, my little ancestor.”
Jiang Siyi was finally satisfied. She suppressed a smile and started typing again.
Continuing the sentence she had started earlier.
“Perhaps the bond between us was too strong. So she and I…”
“Got back together.”
It was late at night when they arrived back in Qinan.
Jiang Siyi’s head was buzzing from the constant chatter of the person beside her during the ride—
“What are you doing?”
“Writing.”
“Oh, writing about us?”
Jiang Siyi forced a smile and turned to look at her. “Focus on driving.”
Shen Shiwu nodded in agreement, but a few seconds later, she said something surprising again. “Are you going to write about what just happened too?”
The great author’s fingers froze on the keyboard, as if about to hit someone. Shen Shiwu quickly apologized and coaxed her for a long time.
Back at the villa, a familiar figure came to greet them.
Jiang Siyi stood there, looking at her for a moment, then smiled. “Auntie, are you cooking?”
“Ah, Miss Jiang, long time no see.”
The housekeeper’s face lit up, and she nodded eagerly. “Yes, dinner is ready, come and eat while it’s hot.”
They sat facing each other at the dining table, the housekeeper washing dishes in the kitchen.
So many familiar elements combined made Jiang Siyi feel like she was in a daze.
“Doesn’t it suit your taste?” Shen Shiwu asked, seeing her slow eating. “Even Eleven eats faster than you.”
Jiang Siyi turned to look at the rabbit, who was munching away in its cage, then, feeling a surge of competitiveness, she started eating faster.
Shen Shiwu shook her head and poured her a glass of water.
“Competing with a rabbit over food?”
She said meaningfully, “Why are we, born of the same root, so eager to outdo each other?”
Jiang Siyi’s cheeks were puffed out with food, her words muffled. “Wha-what do you mean?”
Shen Shiwu held the glass to her lips, a smile playing on her lips. “I’m saying you’re cute.”
Little Jiang stopped protesting.
She swallowed her food and obediently drank half the glass of water, Shen Shiwu’s hand still holding it.
Only after Shen Shiwu put down the glass did she nod in agreement.
“I think so too.”
The woman didn’t move away. She glanced at the kitchen, then leaned down and gently bit Jiang Siyi’s soft cheek.
After observing the gradual change in color from white to red, Shen Shiwu smiled faintly.
“Mm, you’re the cutest.”
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