Deceased Mother's Inheritance - Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Meng Zhengyue gently pressed her finger against Yun Zhixue’s lips.

Meng Zhengyue gently pressed her finger against Yun Zhixue’s lips, with the intention of having her bite it to relieve her anxiety. But Yun Zhixue’s eyes were wide, clean, and pure, like the clearest lake water.

In it, Meng Zhengyue saw her own twisted reflection and a look that was almost reverent—as if she was facing her most shameful soul.

Meng Zhengyue lowered her head. When she met her own gaze, it was like looking at a sinner. She said, “Didn’t you bite before? Why don’t you know how?”

Yun Zhixue carefully took Meng Zhengyue’s finger into her mouth, sucking on it lightly as if it were candy. The long, well-proportioned knuckle sank between her lips. The tip of her tongue trembled unconsciously, leaving a wet mark on the soft pads of her fingers.

Such a light touch made Meng Zhengyue couldn’t help but laugh. She had thought this child was a pervert and had done something to her finger. She had been depressed for a while.

Now, she found out that Yun Zhixue was just a little airhead. She was in the mood to tease her and asked, “Honey, is that all?”

Yun Zhixue looked up, her eyes timid. A light blush slowly appeared on her fair skin. Meng Zhengyue pressed her finger down, pushing her tongue back.

Yun Zhixue was about to cry.

Meng Zhengyue pressed down again, holding her chin so she couldn’t hide, as if to force the tears out, punishing the little girl for secretly kissing her finger.

Yun Zhixue didn’t dare to look at her, and her eyes turned to the side.

After a moment, Meng Zhengyue held her jaw and said, “Okay, Mommy will teach you.”

“Bite.”

“Mm.”

She taught her.

“Lick it, honey.”

No wonder she had a sense of shame and distortion. Her way of teaching was like playing with Yun Zhixue, playing with her lover’s daughter, teaching her and nurturing her.

“Mm…” Yun Zhixue hummed softly. She grabbed her waist tightly with both hands. There were tears at the corners of her eyes. The doctor had said that children in the oral stage like to put their fists in their mouths to feel satisfied.

Two fingers were enough to make her unable to bear it. The corners of her lips were wet. Meng Zhengyue wiped the little girl’s lips with a tissue and asked, “Does it feel good?”

Meng Zhengyue’s palm was on Yun Zhixue’s forehead, allowing the weak and limp girl to lean on her. Yun Zhixue squinted her eyes and made a kitten-like whimper, rubbing against her in a dependent manner.

She couldn’t look directly at her, so she shifted her gaze. Her fingers were slightly bent. The sensation of the fluid on the pads of her fingers was uncomfortable and needed to be wiped with a tissue.

The little girl’s teeth were clean and had a faint lemon scent. Meng Zhengyue asked, “Do you want more?”

The corners of Yun Zhixue’s eyes were red. She hadn’t had a single drop of alcohol, but she was very drunk. She leaned on Meng Zhengyue’s shoulder and rubbed against her gently, humming softly like a hungry kitten. “Mommy… I want more…”

Meng Zhengyue’s fingertips trembled. The itchiness went straight from her knuckles into her heart. She said, “Go read your book first. We’ll continue later.”

She got up and washed her hands, rubbing her fingers from the tips. It was better to wear finger cots. First, for hygiene, and second… to block a certain kind of unspeakable nakedness and respect their relationship.

Yun Zhixue knelt on the sofa, her hands propped on the cushion, suppressing her increasingly heavy breaths. The sound of running water was clear in her ears. She bit her lower lip to suppress her panting, but she couldn’t control the fine trembling of her whole body. From her tense arms to her soft knees, every inch of her skin was trembling.

She loved it.

Meng Zhengyue said, “Go read for a while.”

Yun Zhixue stumbled from the sofa. Her knee hit the corner of the coffee table heavily. But the dull pain couldn’t penetrate her chaotic senses. It was like being separated by a hazy fog, and all her senses became dull.

Meng Zhengyue pulled out a tissue to wipe her fingers. She looked in the mirror and tucked the hair hanging on her cheek behind her ear. She asked, “Aren’t you taking your Chinese exam tomorrow?”

Yun Zhixue was bad at Chinese. Meng Zhengyue initially thought, “How bad can she be?” She had secretly looked at her test papers. The essays she wrote were a sight to behold.

She was given a picture and had to come up with her own idea. It was raining, and a child was using their hand to shield a flower.

Yun Zhixue wrote: “A flower, a child, it’s raining, ‘hua hua hua’ (one hundred ‘hua’s are omitted here).” At the end, feeling that the word count wasn’t enough, she wrote, “The flower has five petals, and the child has five fingers.”

Calling her a machine was a compliment.

Now, even machines were more intelligent than her.

However, Meng Zhengyue still felt that the teacher was too blunt. How could she directly call her a machine? Couldn’t she praise her for being cute instead?

Yun Zhixue put away the drawing. “I’ll go memorize the essay now.”

Meng Zhengyue didn’t stay in the living room and leaned against the door frame, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing. The light from the living room leaked in, cutting a line of light and dark on the floor.

Yun Zhixue’s flat, monotonous voice came from the bedroom, with an almost imperceptible tremor. Meng Zhengyue closed her eyes. She suddenly wanted to bite on a cigarette.

Feeling stuffy, Meng Zhengyue pushed the door open slightly. The cold air seeped out from her feet, intimately mingling with the hot air in the hallway.

The study secretary knocked on the door to check on Yun Zhixue’s revision. Meng Zhengyue stepped aside to let the “you’re an idiot too” enter. The secretary was also a woman, thirty years old.

No one knew what had happened in this room. The secretary praised Yun Zhixue for her good memory and for memorizing things very well, telling her to use it during the exam.

The secretary greeted Meng Zhengyue and said, “Ms. Meng, please supervise her. Her temper has been a little short recently.”

“Short-tempered? She’ll be fine with some guidance.” After saying that, Meng Zhengyue felt that her words were not quite right. They carried a kind of unspoken taboo. She stopped speaking, but the secretary couldn’t understand the meaning behind her words and smiled, “Then please give her more guidance.”

“Okay.”

Yun Zhixue and Meng Zhengyue looked at each other. Meng Zhengyue was too calm. She suspected that everything that had just happened was a fantasy she was having before she died. This was what people called paradise.

It turns out that perverts can also go to heaven.

When the secretary left, she also reminded Yun Zhixue, “Ms. Zhixue, go to bed at 9:30. You can only do better on the test if you get enough sleep. I’ll come over at 7:00 tomorrow morning, and we’ll go over the essay again.”

Meng Zhengyue couldn’t help but say, “Why don’t you teach her writing skills?”

“I have, but she has no emotion.” The secretary didn’t delve into this topic. It had already been discussed. It would be like her bad-mouthing the employer’s daughter, and it was in front of the employer’s girlfriend.

Meng Zhengyue nodded slightly, ending the conversation, and closed the door.

Yun Zhixue went to brush her teeth. She only stood next to Meng Zhengyue for a moment before sitting on Meng Zhengyue’s lap and obediently opening her mouth.

Meng Zhengyue tried to convince herself that she was teaching a student how to pronounce words.

But when her finger went in, she felt the coolness of mint.

Yun Zhixue’s eyes were too naked. So, she raised her hand and covered Yun Zhixue’s eyes. She continued to touch Yun Zhixue’s tongue.

Yun Zhixue trembled. Her tongue was shaking. She couldn’t see anything. She was panicked and afraid. She needed a lot of security. Without Meng Zhengyue’s permission, she couldn’t help but bite her.

Pain struck. Meng Zhengyue hissed and scolded, “Did I tell you to bite?”

Yun Zhixue slowly opened her mouth. Meng Zhengyue straightened her posture. “Bite.”

Yun Zhixue continued to bite, one after another, as if she were swallowing. Her eyes were bright and innocent. Meng Zhengyue couldn’t look directly at them for a moment and slightly averted her gaze.

If it weren’t for the secretary intentionally reminding her of the time, Meng Zhengyue wouldn’t have noticed the watch on her wrist. The snowflakes on the dial were spinning madly under the drive of the mechanical axis, wildly and tirelessly.

Her finger had been in for too long. It felt too strange. First of all, Yun Zhixue was an adult. Meng Zhengyue was deceiving herself by trying to see her as a child, thinking she was just helping her get through a special period. She tried hard to think of her as her girlfriend’s daughter, her girlfriend’s daughter… A secret feeling pricked her skin.

The corners of the child’s eyes were red and wet. She was so beautiful that it made people want to bully her. At this moment, Meng Zhengyue thought, “Anyone who falls in love with her will be with a muse.”

She was beautiful, pure, and serious about everything.

She really wanted to hug her tightly and squeeze her. Meng Zhengyue maintained the most basic etiquette and morality, but she didn’t know that at this moment, Yun Zhixue’s nerves were reaching out to her ends. Her girlfriend’s daughter wanted to hug her, to go deeper, to suck more obsessively…

Meng Zhengyue took a deep breath and used her free hand to cover her eyes.

The back of her palm was itchy.

Even though it was blocked, she felt that Yun Zhixue was peeking through the gaps.

Yun Zhixue stared at her.

“Mommy, your… ears are red.”

Meng Zhengyue thought she was better.

In reality, her oral stage was even worse.

She still wanted to eat, to hold, and to lick.

Before, she just awkwardly wanted to bite. Now, she wanted to intertwine her tongue with Mommy’s finger.

Meng Zhengyue’s thumb moved to her lower lip and pressed down slightly. Her breathing became uneven, and her heart pounded wildly in her chest, as if it was about to break through the cage of her ribs.

Meng Zhengyue hated this feeling of being out of control. This inappropriate impulse was tearing at her. She should give the little girl a kiss, but her restraint made her seem cold and heartless, like a total scumbag, which was against her nature.

She slightly closed her eyes, pinched her lips with two fingers, and said, “Okay, I’m going to take a shower and go to bed.”

It was the rest time prescribed by the secretary. It was the first time Meng Zhengyue had followed the arrangement so closely. She squeezed soap onto her fingers in the bathroom, and even when she ran her fingers through her hair, she still couldn’t forget that feeling.

The feeling of being enclosed and wet.

Meng Zhengyue came out of the shower with a humid heat. She sat outside and said, “Go to sleep.” Her tone was a little harsh, with an undeniable command. “Turn around.”

Meng Zhengyue didn’t seem to be planning to get into bed. Yun Zhixue’s mind was a little excited. She was floating, reminiscing.

Until Meng Zhengyue played a song on her phone. It was very soft and gentle, like moonlight spilling on roses outside the window.

Then it was Meng Zhengyue’s turn to sing. Yun Zhixue asked cautiously, “Mommy, can I turn around and look at you for a moment? I’ll fall asleep very quickly.”

Meng Zhengyue didn’t answer.

She slowly turned around.

Meng Zhengyue’s back was to the floor-to-ceiling window. Outside the window was a dark night.

She was slightly damp. A black lace nightgown was wrapped around her body. She wasn’t wearing a bra. Her voluptuous body was faintly visible under the thin fabric. The hem of the dress barely covered her thighs, revealing a large area of her glistening skin.

She lowered her head and turned the pages of a book. Her wet hair clung to the side of her neck, and water droplets slid down her collarbone into her neckline.

Yun Zhixue, who was in bed, was clutching the hem of her pure white T-shirt. Her lips were a beautiful, biting red. She unconsciously curled her toes. The bedsheet was full of messy wrinkles.

…

After a good night’s sleep, Yun Zhixue woke up with a lingering smile on her lips, but the awakened Meng Zhengyue was not there.

Yun Zhixue immediately got out of bed to look for her. She was afraid that Meng Zhengyue had disappeared. Until she saw the black dress hanging on the bathroom hook. It was wet, and the waist still had the marks of her frantic grip from last night.

This scene made Yun Zhixue’s throat dry. She instinctively raised her phone and permanently captured the ambiguous wrinkles.

Recently, she had discovered a small feature. She slid her finger down to enter the private album and skillfully entered a date, May 8th. She saved the photo there.

Yun Zhixue lifted her nightgown and walked. The surgical scars on her lower abdomen had all flaked off, leaving only a few pieces of pale new skin. She gently rubbed them with her fingers. She couldn’t feel anything anymore.

She took Mommy’s clothes down and put them in a basin. She squeezed out the hotel’s laundry detergent, but it felt so cheap, so she squeezed her own shower gel into her palm and rubbed the thin fabric.

She then wondered, “Did Mommy wash her underwear?”

I can help.

Unfortunately, the black set was already hanging on the balcony.

There was a gift box on the sofa with a note on it. Meng Zhengyue wrote: [Lucky color].

It was a red dress, in a beautiful princess style. Yun Zhixue tied the black bow at the back of her waist and twirled in front of the mirror.

Chi Ruishou was waiting in the restaurant. She had already gotten food for Yun Zhixue.

Yun Zhixue asked, “Are you alone? Is no one with you?”

Chi Ruishou said, “My stepmom came too, but she was afraid of affecting me, so she went back first.”

Yun Zhixue said, “Oh,” but she could hear the sourness in her voice. “Your stepmom actually didn’t…” didn’t come, did she?

After thinking, she swallowed the rest of her words.

Chi Ruishou couldn’t pretend anymore. She held her chopsticks and choked up. “She probably won’t come to see me again.”

“Why?”

“Because I kissed her.”

Yun Zhixue was startled. “Then what?”

“She said it was wrong, and we had a fight. She won’t see me anymore,” Chi Ruishou said, very sad and in a hurry.

Yun Zhixue felt very uncomfortable. Would being caught secretly kissing someone turn out like this?

She was a little scared.

Her phone vibrated. Before she could react, Chi Ruishou nudged her with her elbow. A message popped up on the screen: “Don’t overthink it. Go have a good breakfast. I’m at the temple.”

Yun Zhixue quickly replied: “Why are you at the temple?”

Meng Zhengyue sent a photo.

Her finger was holding a red lotus lantern. The wooden plaque hanging below it had her name written on it: “Yun Zhixue, may you do well on the college entrance exam and get into a good school. May the 18-year-old girl have a safe, happy, and carefree life.”

Yun Zhixue’s heart trembled slightly.

Mommy went to get the first incense stick again.

Yun Zhixue: “Mommy…”

Meng Zhengyue replied: “I’m lighting a wish lamp for you.”

Yun Zhixue: “Did you have breakfast?”

Meng Zhengyue: “Not yet. Soon.”

She replied again: “They have vegetarian meals here.”

Yun Zhixue: “I’m almost done eating. You should eat soon.”

Meng Zhengyue: “Such a good girl.”

Yun Zhixue’s face felt hot.

Meng Zhengyue: “How did you sleep?”

Yun Zhixue: “Very well. Thank you, Mommy.”

The word “Mommy” made Meng Zhengyue’s fingertips tremble. She had barely slept last night, and there were faint dark circles under her eyes.

When she looked up at the Buddha statue, she subconsciously wanted to put her palms together and pray. But she suddenly remembered what these hands had done last night, and a feeling of nameless trembling instantly swept through her body.

So, she didn’t pray for herself.

She only kowtowed for Yun Zhixue: “I wish the little one a successful exam and a speedy recovery.”

Yun Zhixue: [Mommy, the Buddha will bless you too. Because you are good to me, the Buddha will also love you.]

Every word she typed was comforting her.

Meng Zhengyue walked out of the temple and let out a soft “mm.”

Yun Zhixue: [Mommy, I’m going to the test site. I’ll do well.]

“Okay,” Meng Zhengyue said, turning off her phone and getting into the car.

She hadn’t slept well. She closed her eyes.

Yun Zhixue’s weakest subject was Chinese.

She had even hired a special tutor, but Yun Zhixue’s essays were always a little strange, especially when it came to coming up with her own ideas. Her thinking was always very different from others, like a black hole. The teacher no longer expected her to write anything good. She only hoped that she would write whatever came to mind. It would be a miracle if she could even reach three hundred words.

She was given a piece of material.

It was roughly about an umbrella, a person, a price, a test score, and a piece of rather profound material.

The rest was up to her to determine the theme and the writing style.

She instantly had inspiration in her mind.

She recalled the formula the teacher gave her. The best choice was a discursive essay. If she chose the writing style herself, she would be in her comfort zone. As she thought, she couldn’t help but think of Meng Zhengyue.

“Ah, ah, ah, you really hate her so much. But she held you and took you to the hospital. She called you a little warrior and gave you apple-flavored candy. When you were bullied, on another rainy day, she helped you teach the bullies a lesson. And she became so good, so good. She’s really great.

She would even go to the temple to pray for your safety.

She said the temple was too high and it was too early, but she took every step up the stairs, saying she would go by herself.

She loved her so much, so much. She smelled so good, and she was so gentle. She was like rainwater. A downpour could destroy anything.

After the rain, the sun came out, and she became the water vapor in the air, soft and gentle.

Because she loved rainy days, she loved even downpours.

You want to call her Mommy.

You give Mommy a hundred points. Priceless.

She also wanted to write in her essay that Mommy touched her lips, Mommy hugged her, Mommy smelled good, and Mommy even let her lick her fingers. She even wanted to eat Mommy’s milk.

How should she write about her? As she repeatedly thought about this, the things she had been training for came to her. Because she was secretly writing about Meng Zhengyue, she had to bring out her best. She wrote about Meng Zhengyue.

Yun Zhixue’s rusty brain started to turn.

“Mommy, I love you. I love you one hundred percent.”

Everything was a foil for her selfishness. She was a little nervous. Her palms were sweating. She wiped them a few times, but then she let out a sigh of relief. She wrote it. It was more fluid than ever before.

Yun Zhixue looked up at the blackboard. There were a few minutes left. She could only write a small paragraph about Meng Zhengyue.

This was the first time she had ever felt so relaxed during a test.

The scorching sun was in the sky. The noon sun made people feel dizzy. At twelve o’clock, Yun Zhixue walked out of the test site, very confident.

She stood at the school gate, waiting for Chi Ruishou. She stood on her tiptoes and looked around for a long time, but she couldn’t see anyone.

Suddenly, a splash of purple entered her sight. A woman holding a black umbrella was wearing a form-fitting cheongsam. When the umbrella tilted slightly, it outlined a graceful curve. The black umbrella suddenly lowered, revealing Meng Zhengyue’s face with a playful smile. The corners of her eyes were slightly upturned, like a cat toying with its prey.

Yun Zhixue’s eyes instantly lit up.

Chi Ruishou came up from behind and patted her on the shoulder. “Mesmerized? Your stepmom is too beautiful today, isn’t she? That cheongsam… was it made especially for you?”

The purple cheongsam seemed to be tailor-made for her. Every inch of the fabric fit snugly, outlining her curves. In the shadow cast by the umbrella, the sandalwood prayer beads gently swayed with her steps, sending out a cool wisp of sandalwood fragrance in the heat.

Yun Zhixue unconsciously bit her lower lip. At this moment, she suddenly felt that Meng Zhengyue’s beauty was a treasure that belonged only to her.

“The exam was hard.” Meng Zhengyue stopped in front of them. Yun Zhixue took a deep breath, letting the comforting sandalwood scent fill her chest.

Meng Zhengyue put the prayer beads around Yun Zhixue’s neck. The weather was already hot and dry, and Yun Zhixue instantly turned red.

Meng Zhengyue then handed her the soda in her hand. The water droplets on the bottle moistened Meng Zhengyue’s fingers and also Yun Zhixue’s fingertips. Yun Zhixue replied, “Mm.”

Chi Ruishou said, “Hello, Big Sister. You’re so beautiful.”

Meng Zhengyue smiled. “I’m buying you a drink. I won’t buy you milk tea. You guys should get some sleep in the afternoon.”