Chapter 3135: Innocence 56
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
I never knew that alcohol could do this to a person.
However, I also ca to understand why so many people beco alcoholic. It is because of the pain that they harbor deep in their hearts. Only when they are drunk can they break out and break free from all the restraints.
In that mont when I’m able to release all of my pain, it feels great nevertheless!
I vaguely recalled grabbing soone’s collar and asking, “Tell , why can’t I like Yin Dongyu? Why?!”
“Why can’t I kiss him?”
“Why can’t I marry him?”
“Why… does he reject when clearly, he likes ?”
…
That’s right.
Yin Dongyu likes .
He thought I would never grow up, that I would always be that ignorant girl.
How could I not tell?
The intoxication and struggle in his eyes the first ti we kissed. He was wistful and conflicted.
He ruthlessly pushed away, but his eyes told that more than anything, he wanted to hold in his arms.
I hated the fact that we had the sa blood flowing through us. If I could, I would cut myself open and let this blood drain away.
That night, I was drowned in strong alcohol and deafening music.
So say that a girl’s first ti is like a sacred ritual
I’m not sure how to describe my first ti.
If words had to be used to describe it, it would be a cruel torture, or a sacrifice.
I gave all of my happiness and goodness, to honor my pathetic and humble obsession.
Perhaps this was the price of growing up and sobering up, but the price was way too steep.
On TV, there had been many stories and cases of girls having lost their way during puberty. Whether it was in the news or in so TV drama serial, they didn’t seem to give much warning.
The next morning, I woke up staring blankly at an empty ceiling.
What pulled my mind back to reality was the strangeness of my own body.
I had read many novels about the first ti, so describe it as the feeling of having being run over by a truck, or so sort of deep and sharp pain. It was nothing like that.
However, a certain burning sensation reminded that my body had quietly changed without my knowledge.
I saw the blanket covering and sat up, only to realize that there was soone else lying beside .
When I turned to look, it beca clearer.
It was an unfamiliar young man.
Who did he say he was?
Why was he lying here too?
More importantly, why was he naked like ?
I clutched the blanket tightly and mustered my courage to look at my body under the blanket. His hand was wrapped around my waist.
All at once, I couldn’t be more sober.
It was like a blow to the head. My nerves were so tense that it hurt.
There was a tearing pain at the base of my thigh.
However, what hurt even more than this was the sense of loss and numbness in my heart, as well as the little bit of sha that remained.
However, I didn’t scream. Or perhaps, when my scream was about to leave my throat, I was so ashad that I couldn’t do it!
I just sat there, stunned. My brain felt as if it had been hollowed out by an invisible hand. I didn’t yell or cry.
I thought it was a dream. I was hoping it was one.
I raised my head, hoping to wake up and return to reality.. However, the cruelest thing about reality is having the last thing you wish for, happen.
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