Chapter 24 (1/2)

Chapter 24

Edited by: Planetes

After Fang Zhaomu entered the room, he removed his coat and sat down on the chair.

The hotel’s window was an ordinary double-layered glass. The strong rain and wind outside pounded upon the glass.

Fang Zhaomu gazed out of the window. Through the rain, not many lights could be seen. They were mostly clumped together, and the city that was supposed to be brightly lit was in the dark.

He pulled the curtains closed and switched on the television. The news was reporting about this Seattle storm that had arose from convective weather, causing a severe traffic jam and half the city to have a power cut.

As Fang Zhaomu sat there, his sweater and pants clung uncomfortably to him. He first switched on the lights, then removed his clothes one by one and lay in bed. He did not want to take a shower, as he had showered for too long just now.

He tried to shut his eyes and fall asleep, but his head started throbbing. Fang Zhaomu was wrapped up in the blanket, half naked. The temperature in the room was not cold, and he soon heated up under the blanket. However, once he moved, the warm blanket would become very rough, scraping past every inch of Fang Zhaomu’s skin. It made Fang Zhaomu feel as though there was still someone touching him, that there was still someone holding him down, someone’s lips on his chin.

Song Yuanxun’s kisses had been too savage, pressing Fang Zhaomu down until he could not move.

There were a few seconds when Song Yuanxun’s hands were holding Fang Zhaomu’s wrists down. While kissing Fang Zhaomu, his hands slid up, and his fingers forced themselves between Fang Zhaomu’s fingers, intertwining their hands tightly together.

When Fang Zhaomu closed his eyes, every detail lay out in front of him, every action made him shudder, terrified.

It was all Song Yuanxun. There was no Andrew, right from the start, it was Song Yuanxun.

Fang Zhaomu did not successfully meet a Chinese outside school. There was no one coming to Seattle for work, no one working overtime, no twenty-nine years old mechanical engineer. His social network was always trapped in that lab in T University, and he had never escaped from there.

Fang Zhaomu opened his eyes. Unable to bear it, he turned on the lights and sat up. His eyes drifting down, he saw the red marks on his body that were left after scrubbing in the shower. Below those red marks, there were also love bites left by that lab classmate who did not like him much.

He tugged the blanket up a little, gazing sightlessly for a moment. The doorbell suddenly rang.

Fang Zhaomu got a shock. He did not go and open the door, but pressed the do-not-disturb button instead. However, that person started knocking. Fang Zhaomu did not go and take a look. He only huddled up in the bed, hoping that the person outside would receive his message from his silence, and go away.

Who would have guessed that when the knocking stopped, the phone in the room started ringing.

Fang Zhaomu sat there for a few seconds, then picked up the phone and immediately hung up on it. He was anxious, and kept feeling that the room was not safe. Walking over and opening up his luggage, he took out his clothes and put them on, then moved to the bathroom and locked the door behind him, carefully listening to what was going on outside.

His instincts were right. Five minutes later, Fang Zhaomu heard a beep coming from the door to the hotel room. Someone had came in. Song Yuanxun was talking to a female. Fang Zhaomu could not hear what they were saying, but not long after, the voices stopped.

Someone definitely had came in.

Fang Zhaomu stared blankly at his reflection in the mirror, wondering why was he so unlucky. He had finally thought things were changing for the better, but in the end, he was still the misfortunate one.

As long as Song Yuanxun wanted it, many would respond to his call, and Fang Zhaomu’s life would be difficult.

Fang Zhaomu had only wanted to look for an ordinary person who could listen to him. He did not want to take advantage of anything, or gain any benefits from that person. However, he was unable to find such a person. Fang Zhaomu ended up coming into contact with Song Yuanxun. After giving everything he could, only then did he learnt that he gave it wrongly.

Song Yuanxun moved very quickly. He looked around the room, then knocked on the bathroom door and pushed against it. It was locked. He turned and saw the bed that someone had clearly lay in it before. The clothes that Fang Zhaomu had been wearing were thrown to one side, his luggage open. There was no sound of water coming from the bathroom, and so he knew Fang Zhaomu was definitely listening to what was outside.

Fang Zhaomu’s trail of activities made Song Yuanxun recall how Fang Zhaomu’s face changed when he switched the lights on. It was very painful, but he had to accept it.

Song Yuanxun shut his eyes and knocked on the door again. “The attendant who delivered the food said that you weren’t around. I was worried, so I came in to take a look.”

There was no response.