My Evil God Girlfriend (gl) 42

Chapter 42: Melancholy

Despite her words, Shen Yuhe didn’t leave, continuing to look at her with concern.

Her tall, beautiful body bent over the edge of the bed, one hand supporting her weight, the other extended towards Xiang Er, as if trying to comfort her.

She resembled a flowing river of jade, her radiance illuminating the bed. Her dark eyes sparkled in the dim light, the contours of her body curving towards the bed like a large, mysterious serpent.

She exhaled, her sweet breath reaching Xiang Er’s nostrils.

“Why aren’t the lights on?”

Her voice was slightly hoarse as she reached out a hand, sculpted from white jade, brushing past Xiang Er to switch on the bedside lamp.

Xiang Er flinched slightly, and as she looked up, the dim, yellowish light filled the room, a golden halo illuminating Shen Yuhe, making her look like an exquisitely lit jade sculpture in a museum.

A jade sculpture brought to life, a goddess from an ancient painting gazing beyond the canvas, or… the flesh-and-blood body that had intertwined with hers in her dream, or the powerful, terrifying, and slimy tentacled entity?

Xiang Er’s head ached, tears welling up in her eyes from the sudden light.

Shen Yuhe reached out a hand and gently wiped away the tears, her voice soft and tender:

“Did you cry because you felt wronged? What’s wrong? Don’t cry, okay?”

Xiang Er didn’t know how to answer. A lump of raw emotion was lodged in her throat, choking her words. She just looked at Shen Yuhe, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

She choked back a sob, her mind hazy and confused, her gaze fixed on Shen Yuhe’s hand, then following the line of her arm, to her body enveloped in the red lace and silk.

She took a deep breath, the tears stopping, but her gaze remained fixed.

Xiang Er had always known she wasn’t a good girl. She had desires, desires that she explored in the secret hours of the night.

When she was very young, it had been hunger. She would steal cold, leftover bread from the kitchen, or snacks from other children, until a kind teacher at the orphanage, noticing her, explained to her—that tossing and turning at night, the gnawing hunger, the heightened sense of smell, the uncontrollable urge to steal, to grab food, that was called appetite.

Later, as she grew older, she had a period of intense longing for physical touch, for hugs, a feeling that filled her with warmth, a comforting fullness in her stomach. But she was timid and shy, never daring to ask, only exchanging brief hugs with her female friends, which wasn’t the same. She saved up for months to buy a soft, life-sized plush toy, which she would hug while sleeping.

Then, later, in the depths of the night, amidst hazy dreams, as she rubbed against the toy, she realized a new kind of desire.

A desire without an object, without a clear outlet, without any answers. A fire burned within her, a fire she couldn’t share with anyone, a fire that consumed her, bringing tears to her eyes, her blood rushing through her veins.

It was like bamboo shoots growing rapidly in the night, her body maturing, a desire she buried, suppressed, and frantically tried to ignore, a desire that belonged only to her.

It was sexual desire.

A terrifying lion lurking in the darkness, a monster waiting to devour her the moment she let her guard down.

What good girl harbored such improper desires? Weren’t good girls supposed to be pure, innocent, and obedient? She knew she wasn’t a good girl anymore.

Throughout her adolescence, even in university, she hadn’t found an object for this desire. She wasn’t interested in men or women, watching others fall in and out of love without a ripple of emotion. She refused to be driven by desire, to seek out tools to fill the void, that was her only pride.

The Evil God, Akhe, had tried to evoke her desire, but it was impossible. The mere touch of tentacles and flesh filled her with terror. Physically, she might have reacted, but mentally, her fire was extinguished, she just wanted to escape.

Until she met Shen Yuhe.

Every moment, every second, a flame flickered within her, a flame that had never burned for anyone else, a wild, hidden fire that Xiang Er guarded and concealed.

But the more she hid it, the more she suppressed it, the stronger it burned!

Last night’s dream was proof! Xiang Er bit her lip in shame, her gaze shifting away from Shen Yuhe, trying to speak:

“I… I’m fine, you should go to sleep, it’s… it’s not time to get up yet.”

Shen Yuhe looked at her, her gaze deep and filled with an emotion Xiang Er couldn’t understand, and she suddenly sighed:

“You…”

The sigh seemed to come from nowhere, and Xiang Er looked up at her, bewildered.

Shen Yuhe suddenly leaned in and gently pulled Xiang Er into an embrace.

A wave of sweet fragrance enveloped her, a firm, comforting hug, their shoulders touching, their breaths mingling.

Like a mother, gently patting her back.

To Shen Yuhe, it was probably a pure, innocent embrace, but to Xiang Er, whose heart was already ablaze… it was like throwing gasoline onto a fire!

Boom! 

Xiang Er didn’t even realize when her hands had been untied, she had completely forgotten about the small eyeball.

Her hands, freed, reached out from beneath the quilt, involuntarily embracing Shen Yuhe’s back, her fingers touching her skin. That skin, more perfect than milk and tofu, jade and pearls, a beauty beyond words, she was intoxicated! Intoxicated by this reality, more beautiful than a dream! Intoxicated by this mysterious feeling she had longed for since adolescence!

She spread her palm, caressing Shen Yuhe’s back, her fingers finding the ribbon of the nightgown. Without thinking, she tugged at the ribbon, and it came undone, a chain reaction, everything unraveling, all restraints gone, the thin silk falling onto the bed, its coolness brushing against her hand…

A soft chuckle echoed in her ear, Shen Yuhe’s enigmatic voice:

“Heh…”

A faint, cool breath caressed her ear, and Xiang Er, as if in a dream, her hand sliding downwards…

Xiang Er suddenly snapped back to reality, her eyes widening as she pushed Shen Yuhe away.

“Ah! You need to… get dressed!”

Shen Yuhe sat up, looking at her with a puzzled expression, a questioning eyebrow raised.

The red nightgown, like a pool of blood, lay on the sheets before her.

And rising from that pool of blood, was Shen Yuhe’s… breathtakingly beautiful, naked body!

It was exactly like the scene in her dream. Shen Yuhe’s body, so perfect it could be a Guinness World Record, every inch of skin a treasure, burning Xiang Er’s eyes!

Xiang Er quickly averted her gaze, her face burning, burying her head in her hands, feeling like a monster!

Xiang Er’s body went limp, melting into the bed, wanting to disappear completely. She felt an overwhelming wave of shame and embarrassment, wondering if she was going mad, or if the world had gone mad!

Shen Yuhe looked at her, still naked, and extended a perfectly formed arm, asking:

“What’s wrong?”

Xiang Er shook her head frantically, covering her face with her hands, unable to even look at the red nightgown, let alone Shen Yuhe’s… body!

“No… don’t, you need to leave… go away…”

Shen Yuhe sighed melancholically:

“Sigh…”

She seemed to have a lot to say, yet she said nothing, just a sigh.

She picked up the red nightgown, casually draped it over herself, stood up, and turned to leave.

Everything faded away, and Xiang Er looked up, her eyes filled with tears, a hazy image of Shen Yuhe’s graceful figure, her jade-like skin crossed with uneven patches of red, the silk nightgown, or perhaps something else.

She didn’t dare look closely, and lowered her head again.

The door creaked open, and Shen Yuhe left.

The room suddenly felt cold.

Shen Yuhe hadn’t even said good night.

Xiang Er’s body still held Shen Yuhe’s warmth and scent, her hands still tingling from the touch of her skin… She felt like a child whose favorite toy had been taken away, staring at her hands, her mind replaying the scene over and over.

Her reason gradually returned, the heat in her head cooling down, and Xiang Er finally had time to think: Am I crazy? Why did I undress her?

That embrace, Shen Yuhe had just been trying to comfort her, it was a pure, innocent gesture of comfort between friends.

Shen Yuhe was such a pure and innocent person, and yet she had undressed her!

Xiang Er clutched the quilt, berating herself for being a monster, for not deserving to have friends!

This action, this action… would definitely be misunderstood… Shen Yuhe would think she was a bad person, someone with ulterior motives, someone who coveted her body… She would be disappointed, she would move out, she would leave, wouldn’t she?

Xiang Er thought of Li Wan’s boyfriend. What she had done tonight wasn’t any different from what he had tried to do, it was all driven by lust!

She silently punched the quilt, overwhelmed by shame.

She didn’t even understand her own feelings for Shen Yuhe, she just knew… that she could no longer imagine a life without her.

She wanted her to be near, no matter the nature of their relationship. She didn’t dare ask for more, content with their current companionship, but… after tonight, perhaps even this small comfort would be gone… What should she do?

Something was wriggling beneath the covers, like a rubber water balloon. Xiang Er reached out and grabbed it, her hand coated in slime, then she remembered, oh, the small eyeball was still in her bed.

She pulled the small eyeball out, holding it in her hand, black slime dripping down her fingers. She remembered the dream, being suspended, Shen Yuhe behind her… She gritted her teeth, her grip tightening, almost crushing the eyeball.

The eyeball made a soft squeaking sound, its thin tentacles clinging to her arm, climbing upwards like vines, finally reaching the skin beneath her eye.

The tentacle lifted and gently wiped away the tears.

Xiang Er froze, loosening her grip. The horrifying, blood-red eyeball blinked in her hand, rolling playfully, its tentacles flailing.

Xiang Er looked at the small eyeball for a moment, then whispered:

“Don’t climb into my bed at night, and don’t tie me up with your tentacles, or I’ll have to throw you away, understand?”

The small eyeball flinched, rolling back and forth, as if nodding, then opened its eye wide, looking at Xiang Er curiously, its tentacles clinging to her wrist.

Xiang Er carefully peeled the tentacles off her wrist, her gaze fixed on the palm-sized eyeball, trying to convey that its actions were inappropriate, hoping it would understand.

The small eyeball seemed to understand, allowing her to remove the tentacles without resistance, just drooping its eyelid, looking slightly dejected.

Xiang Er’s heart was in turmoil, but it was no use. She had to go back to sleep.

Seeing her lie down, the small eyeball extended a tentacle, finding a spot on the pillow beside her, directly facing her face and eyes.

Xiang Er, too tired to argue, closed her eyes, trying to ignore it.

She didn’t sleep for much longer before dawn arrived, and her alarm went off.

Xiang Er woke up before the alarm, staring at the small eyeball, its eyes closed, seemingly fast asleep, lost in thought. Did Akhe also sleep? Or was this unique to the small eyeball, needing sleep to replenish its energy because it was so small? But it hadn’t seemed lacking in energy when it tied her hands last night.

Xiang Er didn’t want to get up. She still didn’t know how to face Shen Yuhe.

“Beep, beep, beep—” The alarm rang.

A tentacle suddenly shot out and slapped the phone screen, silencing it instantly.

The small eyeball opened its eyelid, looking annoyed and grumpy, its tentacles thickening, slamming the phone a few more times.

Xiang Er, witnessing the entire scene, was speechless: So this was why her alarm never went off, this was the culprit!

The small eyeball suddenly noticed that Xiang Er was awake and looking at it. It quickly rolled away, retracting the tentacle that had silenced the phone, waving it awkwardly in the air, as if unsure what to do.

A few seconds later, the tentacle curved and folded, forming a heart shape in mid-air.

It was… rather comical.

Xiang Er couldn’t help but chuckle: …Where did it learn to do that?!