She loved him so much that she would look through his eyes at that dog Si Jingwen.
They had only met a few times?
Si Yiheng's tears fell like broken beads, and Shu Yu once again felt the lack of security deep inside Si Yiheng.
Shu Yu's heart ached and swelled from Si Yiheng's crying as she hooked her arms around his neck. "Si Yiheng."
"Don't cry anymore."
"I don't like anyone else. I only like you."
Si Yiheng also realized he had lost his composure. He wanted to wipe away his tears, but they wouldn't stop.
He felt as if he had returned to the day he saw the camera.
Before his eyes were their countless intimate moments, the times Shu Yu said she only liked him.
But Shu Yu had run away, leaving only their empty home and him behind.
Shu Yu said, "Who do you think I like?"
Si Yiheng replied, "Si Jingwen. Si Jingwen sent you a message, and you went to him."
"But when you saw me, you ran away."
Shu Yu blinked gently. Well, yes, she had run away when she saw Si Yiheng, but she was completing a mission.
Still, she could explain the earlier part. "I didn't go to see Si Jingwen."
Si Yiheng said, "He sent you a message, asking you out to sketch outdoors."
Shu Yu recalled carefully, thinking back on how things had unfolded.
"I went with Uncle Qin. I didn't intend to go with Si Jingwen. Uncle Qin just asked me if I wanted to go sketching."
"You must have misunderstood. Did you see the message and think I agreed to go?"
Si Yiheng said, "I didn't see it."
Si Jingwen had said he would tell Shu Yu, so Si Yiheng hadn't looked.
Shu Yu looked up at Si Yiheng. "See, that's it. You misunderstood."
"I wasn't looking through your eyes at him."
"When I look into your eyes, it's because I love your eyes."
Shu Yu hooked her arms around Si Yiheng's neck. Sensing her intention, Si Yiheng used his strength, lifting Shu Yu by the roots of her thighs, pulling her higher.
When Shu Yu's gaze was level with Si Yiheng's, she kissed his eyes.
"Si Yiheng, I really do only like you."
The gentle kiss and Shu Yu's voice temporarily calmed Si Yiheng.
Si Yiheng set Shu Yu down again. "Kiss?"
Feeling that Si Yiheng seemed a bit better, Shu Yu nodded.
In the hazy mist of water vapor, Shu Yu and Si Yiheng kissed again—a wet, lingering kiss.
After kissing for a while, Si Yiheng picked Shu Yu up and sat her on the edge of the pool.
He stared straight at Shu Yu. "Sweetie, is it okay now?"
Shu Yu's fair skin was flushed pink from the steam, and her eyes were damp from Si Yiheng's kisses.
Shu Yu glanced away slightly. It was outdoors.
Shu Yu curled her fingers around Si Yiheng's. "Is it just the two of us?"
Si Yiheng explained patiently, "The whole island has only you and me. Someone comes every three days to deliver groceries and restock supplies."
Only then did Shu Yu nod.
The moment she nodded, Si Yiheng pressed his palm against Shu Yu's inner thigh.
He coaxed softly, "Baby, open up."
Shu Yu nervously gripped Si Yiheng's hand, and the next second, Si Yiheng lowered his head and licked through the thin fabric.
The rough sensation made Shu Yu's body tremble, and her eyes grew even more tearful.
Her tears blurred her vision, threatening to fall but not quite—so pitiful.
It was both heartbreaking and made one want to bully her.
Rip.
The thin fabric was torn apart.
The two fell back into the water, rising and falling amidst the waves. The ripples seemed to push inward with the force.
But they fit too perfectly, too seamlessly.
Blocking the water's entry.
Si Yiheng lowered his head, kissing down from Shu Yu's delicate collarbone.
He kissed a trail of fragrant softness, brushing his high-bridged nose against Shu Yu.
"Little Treasure."
Shu Yu's cheeks were soaked from his kisses again as she replied in a muffled voice, "Hmm?"
"Don't leave me."
"Please."
"I'll do anything, learn anything."
Shu Yu hadn't expected Si Yiheng to say this suddenly. He seemed like he was truly falling apart.
"Gege, you don't have to beg me."
"I love you."
Si Yiheng lowered his head again, and Shu Yu felt his eyelashes trembling. It seemed Si Yiheng was crying again. "Hmm, I believe you."
"Gege, do you still want to kiss me?"
Si Yiheng kissed her again.
He would tuck away his emotions and not drain Shu Yu's energy.
Just like before, he would be.
If Shu Yu said it, he would believe.
As long as she never left him.
One hot spring pool after another dotted the courtyard, their faint outlines sketched by warm yellow lights in the staggered landscape.
Thin white mist floated on the water's surface, as if the entire yard was cloaked in a layer of soft gauze.
Figures intertwined in the mist—hooking, holding, entwining.
After half an hour of effort, Si Yiheng put on a bathrobe, wrapped Shu Yu in a towel like a caterpillar, and picked her up.
Shu Yu: "?"
Shu Yu lightly kicked Si Yiheng, and he immediately grabbed her foot.
"Little Treasure, don't kick."
Shu Yu blinked slowly, a little guilty. "I was just checking if you're still good to go."
Si Yiheng: "..."
Carrying Shu Yu back, he kissed her cheek. "Not anymore, baby. What should we do?"
If she hadn't felt Si Yiheng through the sole of her foot, Shu Yu might have believed he was done in from yesterday's excess.
Shu Yu pressed against Si Yiheng and suggested, "Then let's buy some medicine to take."
Si Yiheng: "..."
Shu Yu looked at him obediently. "Gege, it's okay if you suffer, but it can't be me."
Si Yiheng's heart itched from her gaze. After a long silence, he said, "You're right."
Si Yiheng said seriously, "Tomorrow I'll have someone send medicine over."
After Si Yiheng blow-dried Shu Yu's hair, Shu Yu lay in bed, unable to sleep.
She listened to the sound of water running in the bathroom, poking her fuzzy head out from the blanket and staring at the bathroom door.
Si Yiheng had been in there for an hour and hadn't come out.
Following Si Yiheng meant feast or famine.
Iron Egg: [Baby, Si Yiheng is baiting you again.]
Shu Yu propped her cheek on her hand. "Then what can I do?"
When Si Yiheng came out, Shu Yu stared at him.
"Gege, you take such a long shower."
Si Yiheng walked over and rubbed Shu Yu's head. "You have to be clean to have a baby wife."
Shu Yu blinked slowly. "Let me help you dry your hair too."
Si Yiheng paused for a moment, then nodded. "Hmm."
Si Yiheng's hair was short, so it dried quickly.
After blow-drying, Shu Yu lay on Si Yiheng's chest, kissing the corner of his mouth one after another.
When Si Yiheng leaned in to kiss her back, Shu Yu covered her own lips. "You can't kiss me. I can't handle it anymore either."
Si Yiheng: "..."
Shu Yu: "I'll need to buy some medicine tomorrow too."
Si Yiheng: "..."
Si Yiheng hugged Shu Yu. "Then we'll take it together tomorrow."
Shu Yu hooked her hand around Si Yiheng's. "Sounds good."
As she was about to fall asleep, Shu Yu kept chatting with Iron Egg.
"Iron Egg, can you just return my reward directly to Si Yiheng? Just the amount I tricked him out of."
Iron Egg: [Let me work on it?]
"Tomorrow, I'll confess everything to Si Yiheng. I'll tell him that although I approached him for the money at first..."
"I won't lie to Si Yiheng anymore. We can start over."
The next morning, Shu Yu woke up feeling a sore ache in her lower back.
Shu Yu had a bad feeling.
"Egg, what's the date today?"
Iron Egg: [No need to doubt it, baby. It's your period today.]
Shu Yu's period was usually quite punctual, but she had been feeling so dazed lately that she completely forgot about it.
Fortunately, there were sanitary pads ready in the bathroom.
After changing, Shu Yu lay back down on the bed.
Her period generally didn't cause much pain, but she just didn't feel like moving.
Si Yiheng entered the room and couldn't help but find it amusing as he watched Shu Yu staring blankly at the ceiling.
"Don't feel like moving?"
Shu Yu nodded, looking at Si Yiheng with pleading eyes and speaking in a pitiful tone, "If I move even a little, it's a bloodbath."
Si Yiheng said, "Let me carry you to breakfast."
Shu Yu could feel that Si Yiheng's mood had become much more stable again.
Shu Yu replied, "Okay."
Shu Yu reached out her arms toward Si Yiheng. The two of them had breakfast together. Shu Yu scooped up the spinach and pork liver porridge that Si Yiheng had made.
"Gege, open up, let me feed you."
Si Yiheng was speechless.
Si Yiheng said, "I don't want any. Eat it yourself."
Shu Yu was also speechless.
Shu Yu stared at Si Yiheng. "So you also know it tastes bad?"
Si Yiheng replied, "...You've already fed me half a bowl. If I eat any more, there won't be any left for you."
Shu Yu propped her chin on her hand, looking at Si Yiheng. "Whoever made it should eat it."
Si Yiheng was speechless again.
She was being stubborn again.
In the end, Si Yiheng didn't force Shu Yu and silently crossed spinach and pork liver off her menu.
"Alright then, have some soy milk."
Shu Yu held the cup of soy milk. "It tastes good."
Si Yiheng sipped the spinach and pork liver porridge that Shu Yu had left. "Mm. I'll make it for you again tomorrow."
As they were enjoying the warmth of their breakfast, Si Yiheng's phone suddenly received a transfer.
Si Yiheng looked down at it.
Nearly three hundred million.
Down to the last cent.
