Shallow Fate (Lily ABO) mute A - Chapter 26
The alpha’s body temperature warmed the quilt. Shen Zhimo, a light sleeper, woke up as soon as the magpies started chirping.
The room was filled with the wanton scent of indulgence. Glancing to the side, the quilt, as expected, was propped up in a small mound.
Fingertips slid over her hip bone, gently grasping the object. Shen Zhimo brought her nose close to the alpha’s neck and rubbed against it. The scent of her skin was extremely pleasant, mixed with the faint fragrance of a summer night, like a night breeze blowing through a bamboo forest.
Recently, she had an abnormal craving for the alpha’s comfort, craving this breath to envelop her.
This is not a good sign, Shen Zhimo thought, but her body slipped into the quilt.
“Hmm…”
Fang Yu opened her hazy eyes. During this period, she had become accustomed to desire taking precedence over reason in occupying her body.
The quilt was tucked under her armpits, her fingers twisted the quilt, sometimes tightening, sometimes loosening, using this method to reduce the countless pleasures pouring into her brain.
The skin of the p3nis is thin and soft, the cavities are filled with bl00d, stretching the shaft painfully. Her tongue hooked and rubbed against the frenulum, turning out the soft glans and sucking hard. This place doesn’t even have skin, it’s extremely fragile.
The rustling sucking sound was endless. Her gaze drifted to the white and bright ceiling, unable to focus. The glans touched an extremely soft position, and her legs couldn’t help but lift up, immediately being pried open and pressed back by Shen Zhimo.
The hand that held her all night was not as cold as before, and her mouth was even more surprisingly hot. Fang Yu curled her toes, resisting the electric-like pleasure. In order to delay ejaculation, her gaze shifted to the wall again.
There were several photo frames hanging there. One of them was Xie Yuefeng in military uniform, sitting upright in a circle chair. Shen Zhimo, in a form-fitting modern cheongsam with a tassel shawl, held the back of the chair and smiled at the camera. Another one, closely next to it, was the two of them sitting in a circle chair, holding hands.
Fang Yu craned her neck and stared at the photo, gradually, the alpha’s face morphed into her appearance. She closed her eyes, letting the semen gush out.
“Why are you crying again?”
The broken hair in front of her forehead was brushed away. Fang Yu did not respond, tears silently slid from the corners of her eyes, winding down to the pillow, leaving a patch of water stains.
“Don’t cry.”
Shen Zhimo had said this many times, not only after coming to the Xie family, nor after marriage, but even earlier, so early that Shen Zhimo had completely forgotten.
That year, her mother had just passed away, and life suddenly lost its support. When her mother was there, she could protect her. Once her mother was gone, being beaten and bullied became commonplace. Teenagers in their teens are the most hateful.
They beat her, and then spread rumors that she was the one who hit people, even making kind people stay away from her.
Every time there was a market or a meeting, the villagers would gather in the central square to chat, sing, and when they were in high spirits, they would dance a few dances. It was noisy and cheerful, very lively, but none of this liveliness belonged to her. She could only slowly walk out of this liveliness that did not belong to her alone.
It was not only her who was blocked out.
After being beaten by a local hooligan again, a figure stood in front of her.
“What are you doing? Are you the mute’s wife?”
The hooligan whistled playfully, but the girl was expressionless and picked up a handful of dirt.
“Scram.”
“What? If you have the guts, throw it here!” He arrogantly stuck out his crotch, and the next second, the dirt hit him precisely.
“You motherfucker!…”
Sand got into his eyes, and the hooligan, while rubbing his eyes, rushed towards the girl. The girl picked up another handful of dirt.
“If you dare to hit me, I dare to go to your mother and tell her everything you did and said today.”
The hooligan flinched, spitting out a few dirty words unwillingly, picked up his stick and ran away.
“A whore matches a mute, a perfect match! You two bitches, wait for me…”
What he feared most was his mother. Rural people have no time to take care of their children. As long as someone comes to their door, they will be severely beaten without distinguishing between right and wrong. In this place where the illiteracy rate is as high as 99%, he has no confidence that he can argue with the girl.
“Don’t cry.”
A clean handkerchief was handed to Fang Yu.
“Why don’t you tell everyone that it was you who was beaten all the time.”
Fang Yu took the handkerchief, sobbing and looking up at the girl.
“Do you know me?”
She knew her. By the river away from the crowd, the girl often sat there reading books.
“The more you cry, the more they will bully you.”
In fact, the one who bullies me the most is you.
When the matchmaker came to propose marriage, she offered several candidates. She could have chosen a wife who was equally gentle and virtuous to spend her life with, but she didn’t. She chose to use all her money to fill the financial loopholes for Shen Zhimo, and use all her love to fill the emotional loopholes for Shen Zhimo.
Dogs are just this cheap, they remember food but not beatings. Fang Yu, while crying, suddenly laughed.
The sun had not yet risen, and the streets were full of wind. She left Shen Zhimo’s bedroom before dawn and returned to her own silence.
••••
Street scenes flashed past the car window.
Shen Zhimo originally had no intention of appreciating them, but the noise of the street poured into her ears with particular clarity, forcing her gaze to move outside.
“Why are there so many people?”
The adjutant in the passenger seat slightly turned his head.
“Madam, many bandits have infiltrated the city. The marshal has ordered a city-wide curfew, and everyone must be checked. Also, some are here to collect grain money.”
When passing the road outside the school, the noise outside the car window was even worse.
A female student wearing a ramie padded robe was pushed out of the long queue by a soldier. A blue scarf covered half of her face. Shen Zhimo didn’t pay much attention at first. When the car got closer, she realized it was Zhu Yongshu.
After she married Xie Yuefeng, she moved out of the dormitory, but they lived together for several months, and the two had a good relationship. It was common for them to eat and go shopping together.
The leading soldier said a few words, and two other soldiers kicked Zhu Yongshu’s leg with their leather boots, forcing her to kneel on the ground.
Shen Zhimo realized something was wrong.
“Stop the car!”
The car did not stop.
“Madam, the young marshal is still waiting for you to eat.”
“I told you to stop the car!”
The soldier pulled out a gun from the leather bag on his belt and slowly pulled the trigger.
“Stop the car!”
Cold sweat oozed from her armpits. Shen Zhimo frantically beat the back of the seat. The adjutant gestured to the driver to stop.
The moment she pushed the car door open, a dry, loud noise also broke through the air.
The blue scarf gradually turned purple.
And some splashed between the long socks and military boots.
The crowd was first shocked and scattered. For the sake of those two taels of coarse rice, they gathered up their courage and lined up again.
The eyes that could not be closed reflected Shen Zhimo’s shocked reflection. Before she could see herself clearly, the soldier dragged those feet, taking Zhu Yongshu and disappearing into the alley. If it weren’t for the dark black bloodstain, everything seemed to have never happened.
A sour taste and sharp anger welled up in her throat. Shen Zhimo almost vomited directly. She swallowed them back and stumbled to the soldier who had just fired the gun.
“Why did you kill her!”
The soldier recognized her, first saluted her, and then said in a measured tone:
“The marshal ordered that anyone found suspicious should be shot immediately.”
“She… where is she suspicious?”
“We found this on her.”
The white glove spread out, and it was a movie ticket.
“According to intelligence, enemy agents went to the cinema last night.”
“So many people who went to the cinema! Are you all going to kill them!”
Shen Zhimo felt a sourness in her teeth, almost crushing her teeth.
“We judged that students receiving relief grain have no spare money to go to the cinema.”
This movie ticket… this movie ticket… was given to Zhu Yongshu by her yesterday… Originally, she wanted to go, but because she was in a hurry to go home to see Fang Yu, she gave it to Zhu Yongshu.
It turned out to be Yongshu’s death warrant.
“That was given to her by me…”
The soldier’s originally calm face faltered, a hint of bewilderment flashing across it. Shen Zhimo laughed. The laughter was quite strange, *ka ka ka*, without joy, just a sound produced by the movement of her throat.
“Madam, we should go.”
Adjutant Zhang emerged from the shadows behind her.
He had no expression, just glanced at his watch.
“No… I’m not leaving…”
“Alright.” The adjutant placed his hand on his waist. “Those who participated, step forward.”
There were three soldiers in total who participated, neatly lined up in front of Adjutant Zhang.
*Bang!*
The bullet pierced the leather boot and blasted out a bloody hole. The soldier who was shot did not move, and the waiting soldiers did not move either.
“What are you doing!”
The nauseating smell of gunpowder and iron quietly permeated the air.
Are they really human?
The muzzle moved above the other foot.
“Enough!”
Shen Zhimo finally couldn’t take it anymore, ran to the side, and, leaning against the wall, vomited.