Chapter 171: Unconfronted Matter
Yang Ming was worn out after these two days. He had to struggle during his time with his cousin. Later, he did a high difficulty stunt with Sun Jie in the bathroom. In addition, he encountered a robbery when he was shopping with Chen Mengyan today. As a result, he quickly fell asleep after spending some intimate moments with Lan Ling
Initially, Yang Ming didnât want to fall asleep. The reason was that Lan Ling tended to lie on top of his body and talk to him about her childhood each time they were done. Yang Ming was a good listener since the story involved someone he loved. Moreover, he was intrigued by the culture of the minority group.
But, a man and woman were different when they carried out such a deed. As they spent intimate moments with one another, a man not only received physical and mental pleasure from it but he also expended a lot of physical strength. On the contrary, a woman didnât need to use too much energy for it.
As a result, after a woman had done it with a man, she tended to twist and turn when she couldnât fall asleep. Upon careful observation of the man she had done it with, including his performance and his att.i.tude, she thinks about their future. In a supposedly happy moment like this, she thinks about her sorrowful past.
Lan Ling was a girl like this. She knew Yang Ming usually would spend time talking with her after they had finished their deed. However, Yang Ming might be really exhausted today. Because he caught a robber recently, his body and mind were far more exhausted than usual.
Lan Ling couldnât bear to disturb Yang Mingâs rest. However, she couldnât fall asleep. So, she crawled out of the bed and casually searched for something to do. Lan Ling noticed Yang Mingâs clothes were scattered on the floor, so she stooped down and picked up the mess. All of a sudden, she found out the blood stain at the corner of Yang Mingâs pants. She thought to herself, It must be the blood of the robber.
Since Lan Ling wasnât preoccupied with anything, she decided to wash the pants for Yang Ming. Anyway, there was a modern was.h.i.+ng machine. If she cleaned the pants and hung it on the balcony, it would be dry after a while.
Lan Ling carried Yang Mingâs pants and walked toward the bathroom. Afterward, she simply put her hand into Yang Mingâs pockets and took out the items in it. There were a phone and some pocket change. Besides that, the remaining item was a receipt.
Lan Ling wasnât bothered by it. As she wanted to put it aside, she noticed it by accident. The word âcoupleâ on top of the receipt attracted Lan Lingâs gaze.
âFree size, a crimson heart couple t-s.h.i.+rt, 69 yuan, one set.â Todayâs date was written on it. The purchase time was a few hours before Yang Ming came here!
Lan Ling was stunned as she looked at the receipt in her handsâŚ
He lied to me. This s.h.i.+rt was bought today. Logically, no one would believe that he deliberately delivered the clothes he had just bought to home? Why did he lie to me?
Lan Ling bit on her lips with a perplexed expression. Ever since her grandmother pa.s.sed away, Yang Ming was the one who treated her the best. Lan Ling had also offered all of her feelings, body, and mind to Yang Ming.
Having her beloved man lie to her, the feeling was definitely unbearable. Even though Lan Ling had an appearance of a loli, she wasnât dumb. Certainly, she had figured something out.
Lan Ling picked up Yang Mingâs t-s.h.i.+rt with shaky hands. She sniffed it lightly. There was a faint aroma lingered around the s.h.i.+rt. Apparently, this aroma wasnât because the s.h.i.+rt was new, and it didnât belong to her. It spoke for itself the meaning behind it.
A man would probably ignore these details. However, a woman is sensitive, particularly about the odors that didnât belong to them. Lan Ling held onto the crimson heart t-s.h.i.+rt in a silly daze.
Does he love me? Lan Ling could say with certainty. âYes, he does.â The caring and loving att.i.tude wasnât something that could be easily acted out. Particularly, Lan Ling could connect to Yang Mingâs heart. He definitely loved me.
However, the matter at hand couldnât be explained easily. Is he having an affair with another woman? Lan Ling shut her eyes as she couldnât bear to think of it furtherâŚ
He probably has his reasons. Or maybe, the situation isnât like how I think? Lan Ling comforted herself. She couldnât imagine what her life would turn into if she lost Yang Ming.
Lan Ling didnât think her life before Yang Ming was too miserable. But, as someone who had experienced blissful moments, it was frightening to go back to her previous life again.
Lan Ling sighed as she was determined to keep it deep in her heart. At the very least, it was a bad time to talk about this. She wasnât sure if Yang Ming cheated on her. After all, a voodoo was placed onto Yang Ming like a sharp sword hanging over his head. He still didnât know the meaning behind the voodoo!
Lan Ling stuffed all the items back into the pockets of Yang Mingâs pants. The receipt was placed like how it originally was. After she settled everything, Lan Ling took the clothes back into the bedroom and placed them on the bedside table.
Later, Lan Ling acted as though nothing happened as she crawled into bed. She lay beside Yang Ming and put her left hand on top of his chest. She squeezed into Yang Mingâs embrace to savor this warm moment.
As Yang Ming woke up, he realized it was already half past two. Yang Ming looked at Lan Ling who was in deep sleep. A faint smile surfaced at the corner of his lips. He kissed Lan Lingâs cheek lightly. Only then did he slowly move Lan Lingâs arm away from his body. Yang Ming got up and dressed. Probably due to his guilt for Lan Ling, Yang Ming went to the supermarket downstairs and grabbed some ingredients. He wanted to personally prepare a meal for her.
After all, Yang Ming wasnât born with a silver spoon in his mouth. He had learned how to cook ever since he was little, so his culinary skills were decent. He promptly prepared those dishes, braised pork chop with potato and chopped beans, and steamed tofu with barbecued pork⌠[1]
In fact, Lan Ling wasnât asleep. How could a girl sleep after coming across something like this? When she noticed Yang Ming wake up, Lan Ling quickly closed her eyes. At the moment Yang Ming pressed his lips to her, her depressed mood went away, br.i.m.m.i.n.g with an abrupt sweetness.
However, when she noticed that Yang Ming left without a word, her mood couldnât help but plummet into another depressive episode. Before Lan Ling could regain her mind, she heard the sound of the door opening. Yang Ming had returned.
With the hustle and bustle of metal rattling from the kitchen, the sole miniature doubt that dwelled in her heart quickly dispersed. Whatâs the use of overthinking it? Isnât it good enough as long as he treats me well?
A wise man once said, I know everything, but I wouldnât say it all outâŚ
Lan Ling could uphold this att.i.tude. She knew that once the doubt in her heart was confronted, it was unpredictable whether her relations.h.i.+p with Yang Ming could remain harmonious.
She didnât want to lose everything she had currently. Hence, acting dumb was the only solution. Even though Lan Ling didnât want it to turn out like this, she still wasnât sure whether Yang Ming sincerely offered his love to her.
After all, the nature of them being together was too sudden as well as too monetary. If Yang Ming couldnât care much about her, Lan Ling didnât have any means to go about it. Right now, the only thing that could tie down Yang Ming was the voodoo.
Certainly, that was just Lan Lingâs guess after all. Even without the stupid voodoo, Yang Ming would cherish Lan Ling.
Yang Ming finished plating the dishes. Later, he tiptoed toward Lan Ling. Lan Ling abruptly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. However, it was quite sudden, and her eyelash moved a little.
Yang Ming had sharp eyes already, so of course, he noticed these minor details. Hence, he acted as though he didnât know and thought out loud, âYi? Are you not awake?â
Lan Ling closed her eyes motionless and ignored Yang Mingâs words.
âOh, my baby is still asleep. Then, she wonât know what I am going to do to her.â Yang Ming circled around Lan Ling and abruptly put his face closely in front of Lan Lingâs delicate face.
Lan Ling squinted her eye to observe Yang Ming. Suddenly, a âbig faceâ appeared and startled her. But, she noticed Yang Mingâs weird expression. Finally, she couldnât control herself and broke into laughter, âHahaha, stop messing around. I will get out of bedâŚâ
âYi? What a waste. I wanted to play a game of sticking my face on yours.â Yang Ming pretended as though it was a huge loss.
âBad Yang Ming. You knew I was awake but still played around with me.â Lan Ling complained with a bashful expression.
âI didnât. I was kind enough to prepare the dishes and invite you for a meal. But, you pretended to sleep to deceive me.â Yang Ming responded with a sullen expression.
âAlright, alright. I admit it is my bad. You are kind to me.â Lan Ling caught the alluring smell of the food with her saliva almost flowed out.
For all this while, Lan Ling was staying alone at home. She was perfunctory with her food. She couldnât eat her cooking and eating outside was expensive. She was already an economical person after all. Hence, her poor diet mainly comprised of instant noodles and pickles.
Yang Ming noticed it and was determined to improve Lan Lingâs diet.
Lan Ling didnât have lunch, and her hungry stomach was already complaining. Even before getting dressed, she quickly ran toward the kitchen since she was eager with the upcoming feast.