After Jiang Cong finished everything, he walked out of the bathroom, leaving Chen Er alone in the bathtub.
Through the mist, Chen Er looked at the figure in the bathroom mirror, a girl who had turned into a woman. There was already a hint of charm between her eyebrows.
Outside the door, Jiang Cong lifted the quilt and saw the dried bloodstain on the snow - white sheet. He folded the sheet neatly and put it into the suitcase.
Jiang Cong was not a conservative man, nor did he have the so - called virgin complex. But for him, this sheet not only meant that his girl, from the inside out, from body to heart, belonged only to him, Jiang Cong.
It was also a cherished memory of the wonderful night last night, the most beautiful night in his life, indulgent and irresistible.
When Chen Er came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Jiang Cong had already changed his clothes. Chen Er was wiping her dripping hair. The next second, the towel was taken over by the man's big hand. "I... I can do it myself..." Chen Er said in a low voice, but she didn't try to grab the towel back.
Jiang Cong carefully dried Chen Er's hair, then picked up the hair dryer. His fingertips ran through Chen Er's black hair.
"All done." Jiang Cong stroked Chen Er's soft head. "Caring about one's woman is what a man should do most."
Chen Er was deeply touched. "Do you want to hear my story now?"
Jiang Cong shook his head. Under Chen Er's surprised gaze, he reached out helplessly and pinched the tip of her nose. "You exercised too much yesterday. First have breakfast. After that, I'll listen carefully to my girl's story."
Chen Er turned her head awkwardly. Her throat couldn't help choking. She tried to maintain her calm. "Okay, I'll do as you say."
After breakfast, Jiang Cong didn't rush back to the room. Instead, he took Chen Er's hand and they walked side by side outside for a stroll.
"I'll be responsible for you." Jiang Cong sat on one side of the swing and said seriously to Chen Er on the other side.
Chen Er thought Jiang Cong said this just because of what happened last night. For a moment, her heart was filled with mixed feelings. "We're both adults. I won't pester you because of what happened last night. Don't worry."
"Chen Er." Jiang Cong interrupted her and emphasized again, "I choose to be responsible for you because I love you. All the words I said and the promises I made before still count."
Chen Er didn't say a word. She quietly leaned on Jiang Cong's shoulder. A tear ran down the corner of her eye, into her hair and disappeared.
If only she could have met Jiang Cong earlier.
It was a pity that there was never an "if" in this world.
Outside the wall, there was the lively noise of the bustling crowd. Inside the wall, Jiang Cong and Chen Er snuggled up to each other.
"Okay." Chen Er took a deep breath. She slightly raised her head and whispered in Jiang Cong's ear, "Now, let's go back to the room. I'll tell you the story that belongs to me and my sister."
Jiang Cong did this for two reasons. On the one hand, he wanted to give Chen Er a buffer period to prepare herself mentally. On the other hand, this was his last indulgence for himself.
He couldn't act on emotions. He had to look at what Chen Er had done with a fair eye.
The two of them walked hand in hand back to the room. The girls passing by cast envious, jealous and hateful looks at Chen Er. Chen Er raised her chin proudly like a victorious little peacock.
Jiang Cong cooperated with Chen Er's actions without any impatience. Instead, he felt happy. He loved Chen Er's vitality so much, the kind of courage that saw through everything that he didn't have.
"Little jealous one." Jiang Cong closed the door and wrapped Chen Er in his arms, his tone full of doting.
Chen Er lay lazily in Jiang Cong's arms like a cat, smelling the faint tobacco smell on him.
"Now, little Chen is going to tell a story. You'd better listen carefully." Chen Er found a comfortable position and slowly began to tell her past.
Jiang Cong listened attentively. His thoughts drifted back to that dusty past that few people knew about along with Chen Er's narration.
"Since you know about it, you must have found out that I have a sister. Her name is Chen Huan." The smile on Chen Er's lips was gentle. When she mentioned Chen Huan, the light in her eyes brightened.
Chen Er's birth was a disaster and misfortune for her father. Drunk, her father beat and scolded her like a madman.
Sometimes, Chen Er even thought that if she had never been born, her parents and sister would still be a harmonious family, instead of being separated and one of them gone.
In her memory, her father rarely smiled at her. He even hated seeing her face extremely, because Chen Er looked so much like her mother who died of difficult childbirth, especially those clear, pure eyes.
Before Chen Er was born, Chen Huan was the pride of her parents. Chen Huan was smart and sensible since childhood, and the awards she won filled an entire wall at home. But there was always a knot in her mother's heart. After being married for many years, she still hadn't given birth to a son for her husband.
Her mother's mother - in - law even sneered at her and, with the old - fashioned thinking, constantly urged her to get pregnant quickly to carry on the family line for the Chen family.
Her mother finally managed to get pregnant. She attached great importance to this pregnancy. Even when she was on the operating table, she still chose to sacrifice her own life to give birth to Chen Er.
"Why didn't you die! Why! Why don't you just die!" Her father's blood - shot eyes stared at her. He grabbed her hair and banged her head against the wall violently.
Chen Er's eyes were full of stars and her head was bleeding, but she still kept silent. Because showing weakness would only lead to more severe beatings from her father.
When Chen Huan came home from school and heard the noise in the living room, she didn't even have time to put down her schoolbag. She stretched out her hand and stood in front of Chen Er, pleading with her father bitterly, "Dad! Stop beating my sister. She's already hurt."
Her father roughly pulled Chen Huan away and gasped, "Get out of the way, or I'll beat you too!"
The young Chen Huan shook her head stubbornly and crawled back in front of Chen Er. Her father was enraged and even beat Chen Huan together.
The two sisters hugged each other tightly with their thin bodies. Their father's belt fell mercilessly on their bodies, leaving burning pain.
Chen Huan shrank her body subconsciously because of the pain, but still refused to let go of the hand holding Chen Er.
Chen Er nestled in Chen Huan's arms and felt an unprecedented sense of peace.
Although she had never received fatherly love, she still had her sister's sincere protection. So she wasn't that miserable. At least, she still had a home.