Shallow Fate (Lily ABO) mute A - Chapter 25

The Xie family father and daughter sat around a round table, silent and awkward. The only sound was that of chewing. Xie Jin’s newly acquired eighth concubine, feeling the atmosphere was too stifling, tried to start a conversation as she picked up a piece of braised pork.

“Yuefeng, do you like to eat this?”

A pair of silver chopsticks delivered the braised pork to Xie Yuefeng’s bowl.

“No thank you, Aunt. I’m full.” Xie Yuefeng put down her chopsticks, her brow slightly, almost imperceptibly, furrowing.

Who wants to eat the saliva of a dancer?

“You’re not going to eat this?”

The sudden, loud voice startled Xie Yuefeng. The man in front of her was burly, his shaved head gleaming bluish, and the back of his head had accumulated folds of skin over time. His short, thick neck was not even as long as his military collar.

Why is this kind of boor her father? Xie Yuefeng increasingly felt that the food in her mouth was tasteless.

But she was also afraid of him.

Both fear and hate.

Her life before differentiation was very happy.

Xie Jin was away fighting wars all year round, and her mother followed this only daughter’s ass every day, buying jewelry, buying clothes, buying toys, beating the dog with a stick – if the dog was wrong, if she fell, it was the ground’s fault. She could be called the little emperor of this deep mansion.

Until the year of differentiation.

Her mother contracted pulmonary tuberculosis, and Xie Jin, hearing that she had differentiated into an alpha, immediately rushed home and took her to his side to raise her.

Like this, she didn’t even see her mother’s last face.

Toys were no longer available, and life was only left with repeatedly disassembling and reassembling guns and the earth-shattering sound of artillery fire.

She could not forget the feeling of the bullet grazing her neck, the back of her neck wet and hot, and touching it with her hand.

Red.

In the body, it is vitality, outside the body, it is death.

Staring at her bl00d-red hands, she was terrified and speechless. Before she fainted, she heard Xie Jin’s violent scolding.

“Pecking less than a chicken, only knowing how to make yourself look pretty all day, not a bit like my seed!”

Just like now.

“Oh dear~ This is the fashionable way to dress now. Yuefeng, who has studied abroad, is naturally more particular.” Although Xie Yuefeng was being scolded, the concubine was relieved that there was finally some sound.

“Dad, about the matter we talked about last time…”

“I sent you out to study just to come back and be a university dean of education?”

Xie Jin obviously wanted to train his daughter to be his heir, but he was not entirely unable to understand the importance of controlling new bl00d, leaving a way for Xie Yuefeng to continue speaking.

“Educating young people is also an important matter. Roosevelt said that without books, we cannot win the battle of thought, just as we cannot win the naval battle without ships.”

“Who is this Roosevelt? Which county’s county magistrate is he?” The concubine interjected, making both father and daughter laugh, and the tense atmosphere relaxed.

“Understood, don’t give me this literary stuff. Next week, you can go directly.” Xie Jin took a sip of the soup, and the military uniform creaked and creaked as he raised his hand. Xie Yuefeng couldn’t help but worry that it would split open. “Recently, the bandits have been rampaging fiercely. I plan to impose martial law throughout the city.”

“Martial law?”

Xie Yuefeng pouted. Doesn’t this mean that the wonderful after-dinner entertainment programs for foreign adults and young masters will be cancelled?

“Is it necessary? Isn’t it okay to recruit them and make them a division commander or a brigade commander?”

It is not uncommon for bandit leaders to transform into officials. Xie Jin started his career by relying on this. His first army even kept pigtails. This person is careless but not stupid. He can’t keep up with the times and can’t sit in this chair.

“Do you think I can’t think of it? We talked about it, but it didn’t work.”

“Then are we going to fight a war?”

Xie Jin poured the soup into his throat in one gulp, and smacked his lips a few times.

“Delay.”

The two in high spirits did not notice when the concubine left. That graceful figure walked to the courtyard, and finally disappeared into the corner of the alley outside the Xie mansion.

••••

The black telephone cord was very long, dragged from the living room into the bedroom, and then wrapped around the snow-white forearm, like a snake.

The snake spit out its tongue from the microphone.

“Hello?”

Fang Yu lay on the omega’s abdomen, using her finger to draw circles around the navel, counting the faint golden fluff.

Every night at 10 o’clock, the bell would ring on time, and Fang Yu would sneak in.

To get some sweet words to listen to.

For example:

“I miss you too.”

[I miss you too.]

Her finger wrote this sentence on her belly.

“I love you too.”

[I—]

Her finger was pinched by Shen Zhimo.

“Okay, see you tomorrow, good night.”

The other side of the microphone turned into static. Shen Zhimo casually put it on the table.

“What did you write?”

A strand of hair fell on her cheek, itchy. Fang Yu, imitating Shen Zhimo’s way of winding the phone line, wound them around her knuckles.

Since Shen Zhimo tied her up, she has rarely used sign language.

Anyway, just a turn of her eyes, and Shen Zhimo will take the initiative to kiss her.

She also can’t tell what Shen Zhimo says is true and what is false.

Soft lips fell on her brow, slid across the bridge of her nose. Fang Yu closed her eyes, but did not wait for the kiss she imagined.

“Hard.” She just touched her lips and said this.

Fang Yu pushed Shen Zhimo under her body.

“Don’t do it for too long. Tomorrow I have to eat with Xie Yuefeng.”

The p3nis drove straight into the warm and melting v4g1na. Fang Yu spread her arms, swayed her waist, and desperately drilled deeper.

The omega beneath her was contracting and trembling. This is real.

The intertwined sweat, the scratches on her back, are also real.

She picked up Shen Zhimo and traced the unfinished words on her smooth back.

Perhaps everything is fake, but the pleasure of lust is real, and this only truth is precisely unspeakable.