Chapter 43: Favorite baby

Her eyes still held a lingering crimson glow, forcibly suppressed yet lurking deep within, like molten lava poised to erupt at any moment.

The glaring name on the screen caused Gu Xiya’s chest to heave erratically.

“Dear Sister Lian? Heh heh…”

A cold, disdainful laugh echoed in the air as Gu Xiya snatched up her phone, tossing it onto the other bed, and ending the call with the same motion.

“Damn you… Yin Xuelian, you truly deserve to die…” Gu Xiya glared icily at her phone as it vibrated once more, then disconnected the call again.

After waiting another ten seconds, the phone finally fell silent, yet Su Cheng, still lying in bed, showed no signs of waking.

Gu Xiya parted her lips slightly, exhaling softly as if to expel all the tumultuous, turbid air that Yin Xuelian’s interruption had stirred within her chest.

The detestable interlude had finally passed.

Shifting her attention back to Su Cheng, the suppressed light in her eyes blossomed once more, signaling that it was time to savor the moment.

“My little darling, no one can disturb us now, heh heh…”

A sickly flush, like a rising tide, swept across Gu Xiya’s delicate face, intensifying her prior obsession.

Her gaze, as if drawn by a magnet, was fixed intently upon Su Cheng’s soft, tender lips.

This time, she would not hesitate; hesitation meant losing everything.

Gu Xiya swallowed the saliva that had gathered between her teeth, then, without a trace of hesitation, pressed her lips to those cherry-red ones, imbued with the scent of orange.

That twisted yearning, like a spring forcefully compressed and then violently released, exploded in her eyes with even greater ferocity; the scarlet glow threatened to breach its suppressed boundaries, more fervent and viscous than ever before.

It was merely a fleeting touch, yet the orange scent burst upon her tongue, and the soft sensation made her tremble ceaselessly, as if she had tasted forbidden fruit, sending a sweet tremor through her very core.

A single kiss, yearned for untold years, plunged her into ecstasy.

The stimulation was too intense, causing her delicate body to tremble uncontrollably.

Her desire found momentary satisfaction; a kiss lasting mere seconds, yet it left her enchanted, driven to madness.

“My little darling…”

She murmured, her voice syrupy sweet as if dipped in honey.

The sickly flush not only stained her cheeks crimson but also spread down her slender neck, even tinging her delicate collarbones with an unnatural vibrancy.

Enveloped by an invisible wave of heat, she leaned forward slightly, bending closer to Su Cheng.

An emotion, a furious blend of extreme possessiveness, surged and swelled within her chest.

She extended a slightly trembling hand, her fingertips hovering mere millimeters from Su Cheng’s nose, feeling the faint, tingling warmth of the other girl’s breath caress her skin.

Su Cheng’s breathing remained as steady as before.

“Heh heh…”

Gu Xiya let out another low laugh, yet this one was more morbid than before, imbued with an inhuman stubbornness.

“You are mine… only mine… always mine…”

The crimson light in her eyes flickered, as if tangible flames were burning within.

The suspended finger, finally descending with an almost reverent devotion and an undeniable forcefulness, settled firmly upon Su Cheng’s smooth cheek.

As her fingertip brushed against the warm skin, her heavy breaths mingled with the sweet scent, and she yearned for more.

She longed to devour that comforting scent, to fill the void within her heart.

This time, Gu Xiya was no longer content with a fleeting touch; she delved deeper into the honey pot, stirring its most precious sweetness.

The madness overflowing from her blood-red pupils cascaded like a waterfall over Su Cheng’s adorable sleeping face, the latter utterly defenseless, having already been conquered.

With Su Cheng still unconscious under such circumstances, Gu Xiya’s audacity grew, and the emptiness born of her yearning drove her to relentlessly take.

Tearing aside the blanket covering Su Cheng, she embraced the soft, jade-like body tightly, like a hunter, starved for too long, finally capturing the precious prey they had pursued for ages.

Having possessed her, she now craved more, desiring ultimately to merge with her, body and soul.

Beneath her curled lashes, the crimson eyes shifted, a kaleidoscope of yearning, excitement, fury, and obsession flashing across her face.

Memories buried deep within her heart surged forth.

She had become an idol singer solely because of Su Cheng’s words: “I love listening to Xiya’s songs! You have to sing to me for my whole life, okay?”

When she discovered Su Cheng attended the same university, an unknown seed was planted in her heart.

Every practice session, every song, whenever she sang, she would always imagine Su Cheng’s joyful face upon hearing her.

Yet, various girls constantly appeared by Su Cheng’s side, and Su Cheng rarely replied to her messages when they chatted.

Gradually, she began to wonder if she wasn’t good enough, if she wasn’t worthy of standing by Su Cheng’s side.

Driven by this obsession, she practiced day after day until, on the day of her debut, she finally felt confident that she was worthy of Su Cheng.

Two days before the graduation ceremony, the young woman, brimming with aspirations for a beautiful and sweet future, mustered her courage to confess her feelings to the one she loved.

But all she received was a cold rejection.

‘Why did she reject me?’

‘Didn’t she promise I’d sing to her for a lifetime?’

‘Why, why, why…’

‘If I can’t have her, then… I’ll just destroy her…’

Perhaps it was Heaven’s will that she was reborn, and even after rebirth, a person named Su Cheng appeared again, though now as a young girl.

But it didn’t matter; what she desired was not just her body, but her very soul.

This time, Gu Xiya would surely obtain Su Cheng.

“Haaah…”

Gu Xiya sighed deeply, tilting her head back in contentment; the overwhelming sweetness, as if she were steeped in a honey pot, made her unable to discern if this was dream or reality.

She crawled off the bed, gently covered Su Cheng with the blanket, then slumped onto the floor beside the bed, her dilated pupils betraying her joy, like an addict who had just sated their craving.

Yet, after such ecstasy, emptiness would inevitably return.

Savoring the faint, lingering sweetness in her mouth, Gu Xiya raised her slender fingers, tracing the lips she had just kissed, then, having imbued them with the fragrance, brought them to her own mouth.

“Chengzi… I like you, and I love you.”

Gu Xiya’s eyes were glazed and lifeless as she poured out her heart to the endless darkness.

Though she knew she would receive no response, the emotions pressing upon her heart compelled her to vent.

“I like you…”

A whisper, faint as a mosquito’s hum, suddenly emanated from Su Cheng’s lips, causing Gu Xiya to widen her eyes in surprise and quickly rise to gaze back at the sleeping girl.

She knew it was likely just the girl’s dream murmurings, yet a joy, as if her confession had been reciprocated, rapidly spread through her heart.

Her hands gently caressed Su Cheng’s delicate face, and joy shimmered on the surface of her eyes.

“I know you like me too, I know… I like you the most… my darling…”

For the third kiss, Gu Xiya was no longer so frantic, showing only tenderness, like a gentle breeze caressing a cheek, her fervent breaths steadily coloring the sleeping girl’s fragrant cheeks crimson.

‘How I wish all of this could remain frozen in this moment.’

“My darling, I love you the most, ahn…”