Lin Yuanyuan didn’t come tonight.
Lin Mo stared at the window until 1 AM. The curtains didn’t move an inch.
The radio lay quietly on the table, its indicator light off. Nothing happened.
He didn’t know if she was scared or plotting something big. But at least for tonight, Room 406 was peaceful.
Shen Qingyue was already asleep, her face buried in the hollow of Lin Mo’s shoulder, breathing softly. Her hand rested on his chest. Su Qing was also asleep, her face pressed against his other shoulder, her hair spread over his arm, her breath warm against his skin. Both were fast asleep.
Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief. He closed his eyes, ready to sleep. Then he felt a hand. Reaching from the left. Su Qing’s hand. Slowly sliding down from where it rested on his arm, touching his elbow, his forearm, his wrist. He didn’t move. He pretended to be asleep.
Su Qing’s fingers paused on his wrist, then continued downward, touching the back of his hand. Her fingers were scorching hot, gently tracing circles on his hand. Lin Mo’s breathing grew heavier; he couldn’t control it. Su Qing’s fingers paused, then moved further, slipping from his hand to his waist.
Through his T-shirt, he could feel the temperature of her palm. Scorching hot. She lifted the hem of his T-shirt and touched the skin on his waist. Lin Mo’s body tensed. Her fingers traced gently on his waist, from his side to his lower abdomen, light and slow.
Lin Mo gritted his teeth. His heart was pounding so fast he couldn’t count it. Su Qing’s hand stopped on his lower abdomen, pressed lightly, then continued downward. Touched the edge of his pajama pants. Her fingers hooked into the waistband and slowly pulled down.
Lin Mo grabbed her hand directly. Su Qing froze. Her hand stopped there, motionless. Lin Mo held her wrist tightly. The two of them stayed still. Shen Qingyue was still asleep, breathing softly, unaware of anything. Su Qing’s wrist was thin in his hand; he could feel her pulse, very fast. Lin Mo slowly released her wrist. Su Qing didn’t pull her hand back. She paused, then continued downward. Touched Little Lin.
Lin Mo’s breathing stopped. Su Qing’s fingers were very hot, gently holding, not moving. Just holding like that. Her heart was beating fast, transmitted through her fingers, thump-thump-thump. Lin Mo kept his eyes closed, afraid to move. He was afraid that if he moved, he would make a sound. Afraid that if he moved, he would lose control.
Su Qing’s fingers moved slightly. Very light, like a test. Lin Mo’s body tensed. Her fingers moved again. This time it wasn’t a test; it was serious. From top to bottom, from bottom to top.
Lin Mo kept his eyes closed. He didn’t dare to look. He was afraid that if he looked, he would do something.
Time passed second by second. He didn’t know how long it had been. Just then—
buzz.
The whole world went silent. Not the kind of quiet, but all sounds disappeared. The hum of the air conditioner was gone, Su Qing’s breathing was gone, Shen Qingyue’s breathing was gone too. Nothing at all. Even the air seemed to solidify.
Lin Mo snapped his eyes open. He found that he could still move. His fingers could bend, his neck could turn, his eyes could blink. But Su Qing was still. Her hand was still holding Little Lin, but not moving. Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes still. Shen Qingyue was still too. Her face was still buried in his shoulder hollow, her lips against his neck, but not moving. Her breathing had stopped, her heartbeat had stopped—no, not stopped, but Lin Mo couldn’t feel it. He couldn’t feel anything.
Lin Mo’s blood ran cold in an instant. Time had stopped. He knew it. This was Shen Qingyue’s special ability. Time Stop. She used her ability? Why did she suddenly use it? At this critical moment, when he was about to burst. Lin Mo turned to look at Shen Qingyue. She was still sleeping, eyelashes motionless. Her face was very pale, lips a bit dry. Then she moved. Shen Qingyue opened her eyes. Not slowly, but all at once. Her eyes were bright, without fear or confusion. She looked at him for a long time.
—
“Lin Mo,” she said. Her voice was very soft but clear. Even though time was stopped, her voice still reached him.
“You…” Lin Mo opened his mouth.
“I stopped time,” Shen Qingyue said. “I did it by accident. I just had a nightmare. So when I was scared just now, I suddenly…”
She didn’t finish. Because she saw that Lin Mo’s face was very red, and she also saw Su Qing’s hand under the blanket, but she didn’t see exactly where it was. The blanket covered everything. She just thought Lin Mo’s expression was a little strange.
“What’s wrong with you?” she asked. “Your face is so red.”
Lin Mo kept his eyes closed. He didn’t answer. He wanted to pretend to be affected too.
Shen Qingyue looked at him for a long time. Then she lowered her head and looked at Su Qing’s hand resting on Lin Mo’s arm. Very normal. She didn’t think much of it.
“Lin Mo,” she whispered.
…
“Mm, ah, mmm…” Suddenly strange moans came from Shen Qingyue’s mouth.
…
“I, I, I’m scared.” Her voice sounded delicate and breathless.
Lin Mo secretly cracked his eyes open and glanced at her. She didn’t notice. Her eyes were red, with watery light, whether from fear or other reasons, but in any case, her expression was strange, her eyes hazy, and she was humming and moaning.
“I’m so… scared… of her. Scared of that thing. Scared…” She paused. “Scared you won’t be there. Ah…” This last sound suddenly changed in pitch. Startled Lin Mo so much he almost thought he was discovered.
Lin Mo didn’t speak. Shen Qingyue lowered her head, panting heavily, and finally slowly buried her face in his shoulder hollow. Her lips pressed against his neck, her breath on his skin. Her hand clutched his arm tightly.
“Lin Mo.” Her voice was muffled against his shoulder.
“I like you.”
Lin Mo’s heart skipped a beat. Shen Qingyue didn’t lift her head, her face buried in his shoulder hollow, her lips against his neck.
“I’ve liked you since high school.” Her voice was so small it was almost inaudible. “I never dared to say it.” Lin Mo didn’t speak. Shen Qingyue’s hand clutched his clothes tightly.
“Lin Mo,” she whispered.
“Mm.”
“Can you kiss me?”
“Oh, you’re under the ability’s control?”
“Then as a compromise, if you don’t refuse within 3 seconds, I’ll just kiss you too.”
“3, 2, 1!”
Shen Qingyue slowly lifted her head and looked at him. Her cheeks were red.
…
Shen Qingyue lowered her head, and her lips touched his forehead. Very light, like a feather. Shen Qingyue closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling. Then her lips moved from his forehead, touched the tip of his nose, touched his cheek, touched the corner of his mouth. Shen Qingyue’s breathing grew heavier.
Lin Mo’s lips stopped at the corner of her mouth. Didn’t move. Just pressed there. He could feel her heartbeat, thump-thump-thump, very fast. He could also feel his own heartbeat, just as fast.
…
Shen Qingyue’s hand clutched his clothes tightly.
1…
“Lin Mo.” Her voice was very small, almost inaudible.
1…
“Can you touch me?”
…
Lin Mo was stunned. He almost answered instinctively.
…
“Touch me.” Shen Qingyue’s voice was very small, almost inaudible. “I’m scared. I want you to touch me.”
…
She grabbed his hand and placed it on her own chest. Through her pajamas, he could feel her heartbeat, very fast. He could feel her body temperature, very hot. He could feel her shape, soft and firm.
Lin Mo’s breathing stopped. Shen Qingyue pressed her hand over his, not letting him pull back. Her face buried in his shoulder hollow, her ears bright red.
“Don’t let go.” Her voice was muffled against his shoulder. “Just keep touching me like this. I’m scared.”
Lin Mo didn’t move. His hand rested on her chest; he could feel her heartbeat, thump-thump-thump, getting faster. Shen Qingyue’s breathing grew heavier, hot against his neck.
“Lin Mo.” Her voice was very small.
…
“Your hand is so big. Or am I too small? Your one hand can completely hold me.”
Lin Mo didn’t speak. Shen Qingyue released his hand and pulled hers back. But his hand was still on her chest, not moving. He knew he should pull back, but he couldn’t.
The problem was that Little Lin was still in Su Qing’s hand.
Shen Qingyue buried her face in his shoulder hollow, her lips against his neck. Her body was trembling. But it wasn’t from cold. Lin Mo roughly knew what it was.
…
“Lin Mo.” Her voice was muffled against his shoulder.
“Mm.”
“I wish you could move.”
Lin Mo stiffened. Shen Qingyue didn’t speak. Her hand gripped his arm. Lin Mo’s finger accidentally moved. It might be due to inertia, yeah, inertia. Because his hand had been in that position for a long time without any other support, so moving it was perfectly physically logical. Shen Qingyue’s body trembled. She bit her lip and didn’t make a sound.
Shen Qingyue seemed to have discovered a new continent. Using her knowledge of physics, she passively moved Lin Mo’s hand.
…
Her body kept trembling.
Lin Mo’s finger moved again. This time, it wasn’t a test—Lin Mo’s hand had been in that position for too long and was really tired.
Shen Qingyue’s breathing grew heavier, hitting his neck in puffs. Her hand clutched him tighter and tighter.
“Lin Mo. Mm… mm…” Her voice was trembling.
“Okay, that’s enough.”
…
Lin Mo’s hand subconsciously thought it was discovered, and in fright, it didn’t dare to move at all.
Shen Qingyue took his hand away from her chest and placed it in her own hands. Her hands were small and cold, holding his fingers one by one.
“Lin Mo,” she whispered.
1…
“I like you.” Lin Mo didn’t speak. Shen Qingyue buried her face in his shoulder hollow and closed her eyes.
“Time is about to resume.” “I can’t hold it much longer.”
As soon as she finished—
buzz.
The sounds returned. The hum of the air conditioner, Su Qing’s breathing, Shen Qingyue’s breathing—all returned. Su Qing’s hand was still holding Little Lin, still moving gently.
Shen Qingyue “woke” up. She opened her eyes and looked at Lin Mo. Her face was very red, but her eyes were calm. She looked at Lin Mo for a long time. Then she lowered her head and buried her face in his shoulder hollow. Su Qing’s hand was still moving under the blanket, completely unnoticed by Shen Qingyue. She only felt that Lin Mo’s heart was beating very fast.
Su Qing was very strange. Why was it suddenly so hot? And it seemed to have grown bigger???
“Lin Mo.”
“Mm.”
“About what just happened… don’t tell Qianqian.”
Lin Mo naturally pretended to be confused. “What happened?”
Shen Qingyue didn’t answer. She buried her face deeper, lips against his neck. Su Qing’s hand was still moving, stroke after stroke. Lin Mo gritted his teeth and dared not make a sound. Shen Qingyue leaned against him, knowing nothing.
The three of them lay there like that. Under the blanket, it was quiet. Only Su Qing’s hand moving, only Lin Mo’s heart beating. Shen Qingyue closed her eyes, eyelashes trembling. She was recalling that kiss, recalling the feeling of his hand on her chest. She didn’t know that right beside her, Su Qing’s hand was doing something even more excessive. Lin Mo stared at the ceiling. His mind was a mess. Shen Qingyue had kissed him, Shen Qingyue had let him touch her, Shen Qingyue said she liked him. Su Qing’s hand was still holding Little Lin, still moving. Two people, one left, one right. One in the open, one in the dark. One said she liked him, the other…
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