Paper Lover At Old Town Bookstore Chapter 33
byAs long as it’s still Song Qiusheng
Song Zhili’s aura enveloped him overwhelmingly, with the burning heat of cedar and desperate paranoia.
My mind felt like a mess. His words, the fragility in his eyes, eleven years of waiting, and this completely collapsed plot made me lose all ability to think, and even the idea of ​​resistance became vague.
It was as if all the strength had been drained from my body, allowing his fingertips to slowly slide down my neck, passing over the messy collar of my shirt, bringing with it a scalding temperature that burned every inch of my skin.
His movements were no longer as rough as before, but rather cautious and tentative, as if he was afraid of disturbing some fragile treasure.
“Qiu Sheng…” His low voice was close to his ear, with heavy breathing, “Don’t reject me, okay?”
I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.
There was a voice in my heart screaming “This is wrong” and “You are not the original Song Qiusheng”, but seeing the almost pious desire in his eyes, seeing the fragility of a twenty-eight-year-old man after taking off all disguises, all the rebuttal words were stuck in his throat.
He leaned over and kissed her, no longer as fierce and predatory as before, but with a tolerant tenderness, caressing her.
The moment our lips touched, electric current coursed through my whole body. I trembled, but I still didn’t resist. I just passively endured his deep affection and possessiveness that I had suppressed for eleven years.
His arms tightly wrapped around my waist, locking me firmly in his arms, as if he wanted to knead me into his bones and blood, never to be separated again.”I’ve been waiting for too long…” His murmur mixed with breath fell between his lips and teeth, with unspeakable grievance and paranoia, “You can never leave me again in the future.”
I closed my eyes and let him do whatever he wanted, my mind went blank.
The original intention of passing through the book, saving Xu Xingruo from Yang, the collapse of the plot, the fact that he does not belong to this world… everything was temporarily faded in his gentle and domineering kiss.
At this moment, I only know that this twenty-eight-year-old man has trapped me in his world in his most extreme way.
And I seemed to be completely lost in this chaotic entanglement.
Song Zhili’s kiss continued, with gentleness and an obsession that could not be broken away. His palm was pressed against my back, so hot that it almost melted me.
I was like a puppet that had lost its soul, letting him hold and kiss me, but the chaos in my mind suddenly turned into sharp grievances——
I am not from this world.
I just wanted to save Xu Xingruo and leave. I never thought about getting involved in anyone’s love, let alone being locked up like this.
Song Zhili’s eleven years of waiting and paranoid possession were not for “me”, but I had to bear it all for the original Song Qiusheng.
There is also this ridiculously collapsed plot, this dilemma with nowhere to escape, this self that has even forgotten to resist…
The tip of his nose was sore, and tears suddenly welled up without warning, slid down the corners of his eyes, and hit the back of his hands, burning him so hard that he froze.
“Qiu Sheng?” He stopped and looked down at me. The paranoia in his eyes was instantly replaced by panic. He hurriedly wiped my tears with his thumb, and his tone was urgent, “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
I turned my head, not wanting him to see my embarrassment, but my tears were like broken beads, flowing more and more fiercely, and I was choked with sobs and couldn’t say a word.
The grievances, confusion, helplessness in my heart, as well as the fear of this strange world, all poured out through tears.
I am not the Song Qiusheng he has been waiting for for eleven years. I can’t give him the response he wants, but now I don’t even have the courage to say it.
Song Zhili held my arms tightly, but did not make any more inappropriate movements. He just pressed my head on his chest. His voice was low and hoarse, with helpless comfort: “Stop crying…it’s my fault, I shouldn’t force you.”
His heartbeat was strong and powerful, reaching my ears through his shirt with a reassuring rhythm.But I cried even harder – this paranoid and fragile man, his affection was right, but what was wrong was this sudden travel through the book, what was wrong was that I took someone else’s identity and broke into his world.
When the tears dried up after crying, sleepiness finally swept over me.I curled up in Song Zhili’s arms, and the crisp scent of cedar lingered on the tip of my nose. That smell should have made me wary, but at this moment it strangely soothed my chaotic mind.
In my blur of consciousness, I could only feel him patting my back gently, clumsily and gently, like he was coaxing a child who was having a tantrum.
I don’t know how I fell asleep. Maybe I was tired from crying, or maybe it was because I felt so comfortable being wrapped in the warmth of his arms. Even those worries about passing through the book and the collapse of the plot temporarily fell into sleep.
And Song Zhili held me in his arms and stayed up all night.
He looked down at the side face of the sleeping person in his arms, with wet tears still hanging on his eyelashes, the tip of his nose was red, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, like a wronged kitten.Your fingertips carefully brushed my cheek, so gently that you were afraid of disturbing your dream.
Countless thoughts surged through my mind——
He thought that the moment he saw you crying just now, he almost thought he was going to lose you.
That kind of panic was even stronger than when he was brought back to the Song family by the old man and faced with everything unfamiliar.
He thought that after eleven years of waiting, he was finally getting tired.He shouldn’t have imprisoned you in such a rough way, shouldn’t have made you feel wronged, but when he thought about you possibly leaving, and when he thought about the people around you who were eyeing you, he couldn’t control his paranoia.
He thought, the way you turned your head while crying just now was so heartbreaking.Did he really do something wrong?But if you ask him to let go, he can’t.From the first time he saw you when he was fifteen, you have become the only light in his dark world. How could he just watch this light slip away?
He thought, what do you mean when you say “you are not the real Song Qiusheng”?Are you talking out of anger, or do you have another hidden agenda?Whatever it was, he didn’t care.Even if you become another person, even if you come from all over the world, you are still the person he has cherished in his heart for eleven years.
He also thought that he can’t force you again in the future.He can wait until you stay with him willingly.But he will not give others another chance. He will clean up those who want to hurt you and rob you one by one, and build an impregnable wall for you.
The person in his arms moved and let out a small murmur. Song Zhili immediately held his breath, tightened his arms, and held you tighter.He lowered his head and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. His voice was so low that only he could hear: “Qiu Sheng, no matter who you are, no matter where you want to escape, I will find you. This time, I will never let you go.”
The night outside the window gradually fades away, the sky turns white, and a new day is about to begin.And Song Zhili is holding you in his arms, his eyes are full of paranoia and affection, and he has already made a plan in his heart – he will make you completely inseparable from him, and make you the eternal light in his life.