Chickens and dogs fly in chaos and rebirth

Chapter 106

Oh, her innocent little heart was stunned for a full ten seconds before she suddenly realized that the other person had not only touched her lips, but had gone even further, taking advantage of her small gasp to stick their tongue into their mouth, accurately finding their target, and playfully entwining their tongue with hers...

She ate half a vanilla ice cream, her mouth filled with the flavor of vanilla, so the other person also carried a mixed scent of vanilla, and perhaps a hint of masculinity...

Afterwards, Qiu Shanglin was filled with regret, scratching her hair until clumps fell out. She should have pushed Li Changsheng away immediately—no, she should have used the self-defense techniques he taught her to smash his forehead against his; to raise her knee and ram him into his...

But there's no going back. Qiu Shanglin was stunned, completely bewildered, his mind blank, and for several dozen seconds he was utterly unable to think—his soul seemed to leave his body.

She could clearly hear the soft clinking of teeth, the smacking of saliva, and the suppressed sigh of satisfaction emanating from deep within Li Changsheng's throat... His eyes were reflected in her pupils, but she couldn't see what he was thinking.

For several seconds, his mind went blank. When reason returned to his mind, Shang Lin's first reaction was to push him away.

Li Changsheng was nearly fifty pounds heavier than her... His height of 1.78 meters firmly pinned her down. She pushed against his chest with all her might, but it was like a stone ox sinking into the sea—she had no reaction whatsoever.

Her palm touched his hard chest, close to his heart, and she could feel his pounding heartbeat. Self-defense techniques flashed through her mind, and she tried to knee him, but her master always taught his disciples to hold back a trick, and Li Changsheng was no exception. He was kneeling on the sofa, pressing against her knees, rendering her immobile.

Shang Lin tried to turn her head to avoid him, but Li Changsheng's hand firmly gripped her chin—yes, it was gripping it.

His palm covered half of her cheek, holding it tightly, so tightly that Shang Lin felt pain—afterwards, when she looked in the mirror, her fair cheek had four finger marks on the left and a thumb mark on the right.

She has always disdained the depictions of forced kisses in soap operas. She believes the female lead is always being overly dramatic, only half-heartedly complying. Otherwise, if one is truly determined, how could they not avoid a forced kiss?

However, practice has proven that it is indeed unavoidable.

Men are physically stronger than women. If they want to kiss you forcefully, be prepared. No matter how much you struggle, it won't work.

She struggled desperately, cursing and screaming, but only fragmented words echoed in the air, unable to form coherent sentences. She felt as if he were sucking her heart out, her tongue aching terribly, and her lower lip throbbing with pain.

When Li Changsheng finally gave up and withdrew, Shanglin's mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

Li Changsheng wasn't in much better shape. His tongue and lower lip were bitten raw.

When Qiu Shanglin gets angry, the consequences should not be underestimated.

She trembled with anger, a mixture of shock and rage, her whole body shaking, her lips quivering, ice cream dripping from her hands. The air was filled with the scent of vanilla…

"Snap!" A crisp sound.

"Snap!" Two crisp sounds.

Perhaps out of sheer instinct, without thinking, two slaps landed on Li Changsheng's face. He stood there, unmoved, letting her deliver the blows without complaint or remorse. His resolute gaze conveyed a single message—go ahead and hit me; I'll still kiss you as usual after that.

Shanglin was furious. He grabbed an ice cream box that had spilled all over the sofa and threw it at Changsheng, who was splashed with the remaining ice cream liquid inside.

Still not satisfied, she grabbed a cushion and threw it at him. Changsheng let the cushion hit his face, fall to the ground, bounce a few times, and roll under the coffee table.

He remained unmoved, showing no remorse.

Shang Lin bit his lower lip tightly, his anger finding no outlet. He caught a glimpse of the glass ashtray on the coffee table, grabbed it, and smashed it. The speed of the ashtray whistled past Chang Sheng's ears, grazing his earlobe, before slamming into the wall with such force that it shattered, sending shards of glass flying everywhere.

Shang Lin was still angry, so she reached for the decorative vase on the coffee table, grabbed it, and was about to smash it with gritted teeth. Li Changsheng didn't move an inch, letting her hit him, and just stared at her.

Suddenly, I lost my nerve.

He dropped the vase and left without saying a word.

Changsheng suddenly moved. He grabbed her and tried to hug her, but Shanglin refused. Having learned her lesson once, she was determined to be more careful. Without a word, she kicked him. Seeing the danger, Changsheng quickly let go, thus avoiding a potential disaster that would leave him childless.

“I like you,” he blurted out abruptly.

Shang Lin gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound. He glared at him fiercely and hissed, "Are you crazy!"

Changsheng was very stubborn, repeating, "I just like you."

Shang Lin waved his hand: "They've gone mad, they've all gone mad!"

He kicked away the cushions and ice cream boxes on the ground, strode away, and stomped loudly on the stairs.

After she left, Changsheng was lost in thought for a moment, then kicked the sofa leg and cursed, "Damn it, I just like you!"

He accidentally stubbed his toe in his slippers, wincing in pain as he collapsed onto the sofa, clutching his foot and groaning. Yet, an uncontrollable smile crept onto his lips, overflowing his throat as he laughed heartily in the empty house. Vanilla ice cream splattered on the sofa beneath him, the melted ice cream sticky through his thin shirt, exuding a blissful fragrance.

Li Changsheng's smugness didn't last long. Qiu Shanglin quickly retaliated. On the morning of the third day, she slapped a plane ticket to Guangzhou for two days later in front of him and bluntly informed him that she had told his parents in Shantou that they would pick him up at the Guangzhou airport.

The transfer procedures will be handled here, and then mailed over.

Everyone in the family was there, and they were all shocked.

No one knew what had happened; Shanglin was actually trying to drive Changsheng away.

Qiu Xia Lin was the first to object, but Shang Lin gave him a cold look: "The child wishes to care for his parents, but they are no longer there. Chang Sheng has not been by his parents' side for many years. Do you want him to be an unfilial son?"

Qiu Xialin retorted, "His parents never cared about him before..."

Shanglin interrupted, scolding, "The past is the past, the present is the present! Blood ties cannot be severed. If you don't like your aunt, do you also want to sever your uncle-nephew relationship?"

She was arguing unreasonably, and she knew it perfectly well. But her reasoning was valid; at least Qiu Xialin couldn't refute it.

Chang Sheng said coldly, his voice firm: "I'm not leaving."

Shang Lin curled his lips into a smile: "You have to leave. I've already started the transfer process for you. In one day, you'll no longer be a student at No. 5 Middle School—even if you insist on staying, no one will pay your tuition and living expenses. Don't count on your aunt and uncle; they can't wait to take you back. Oh, and don't count on your grandfather either; he won't give you any money."

Qiu Jianguo and Zhang Hongwei tried to smooth things over, but Shang Lin coldly interrupted them after only a few words: "Aunt Li is in very poor health right now. She was just discharged from the hospital a few days ago with a breast tumor. Shouldn't Li Changsheng, as her son, go back to take care of her?"

Putting themselves in their shoes, they had no other words to say.

Changsheng stood up, tossed out a sentence: "I said I'm not leaving, and that means I'm not leaving!" and left stiffly. Xia Lin glared at her sister and chased after her.

Two days later, Li Changsheng still left.

He called Gu Zhiyuan, who was studying at a university in another city, to ask for his opinion. After explaining everything in detail, Gu Zhiyuan laughed for a long time before finally giving him advice: he should listen to him and go back to the south.

As the saying goes, an outsider's perspective is often clear, and Gu Zhiyuan understood the young couple's feelings perfectly. Shanglin had never considered Changsheng a man, and besides, the two had grown up together and were too familiar with each other, which was actually detrimental to developing feelings. Changsheng leaving her for a few years would give them both some space to imagine things. If he still liked her in the future, he could always go to the same university and win her back.

With Qiu Xialin as an inside man and Qiu's parents' tacit approval, how could we not capture him with ease?

Conversely, insisting on staying here would only provoke a strong backlash from Qiu Shanglin. She would find it unacceptable both psychologically and physiologically, and the more she looked, the more annoyed she would become, leading to the worst possible consequences.

Changsheng decided to heed the advice of this ally.

As he hung up the phone, Gu Zhiyuan said with a touch of melancholy, "It's a pity I arrived a few years too late; I can't compare to you no matter what..."

Li Changsheng was greatly alarmed and decided to stay away from the treacherous strategist from now on, so as not to cause trouble and trigger another fratricidal conflict.

He anticipated Shanglin's annoyed reaction, but he didn't expect her to be so annoyed that she didn't want to see him again. She refused to even see him off, staying in her study and letting Xialin knock on her door again and again, only asking him to tell her to have a safe journey.

Li Changsheng's departure in sorrow did not signify his abandonment of the relationship. With Qiu Xialin as his undercover agent, he was not worried that someone would suddenly appear and steal her away in the next two years.

Shanglin was indeed furious, so furious that he felt like scratching his head and liver, wishing he could scratch him hard before he would stop.

In her heart, Li Changsheng was like Qiu Xialin—family. Can you imagine being loved and forcibly kissed by your own brother or sister?

This is clearly incest!

She thought angrily. I even know clearly that Li Changsheng has two moles on his back and an eight-centimeter-long scar on his inner thigh from when he was naughty as a child!

Although I saw it when I was a child and splashing around in the river without any inhibitions, at least it proves that I have no romantic feelings for him, right?

Being betrayed by a trusted relative, Qiu Shanglin was overwhelmed by feelings of betrayal and guilt, leaving her unable to extricate herself from her emotional turmoil.

The confusion and bewilderment of a boy's youth.

She made this judgment about Li Changsheng's feelings for her.

Changsheng had little contact with girls, and her closest confidante was herself, who was also quite fierce and seemingly omnipotent in important matters. Lacking maternal love, Changsheng unconsciously developed a mother complex. Given that she was more mature than her peers from a young age, her temporary emotional inclination towards her mother is forgivable.

Forgiveness does not mean indulgence.

She never wanted to create any potential problems around him. The best solution was to send him back to his parents. A change of environment, a change of social standing, more interactions with girls, and broader horizons were the best ideas she could think of.

After seeing the person off, I felt a little sad.

Li Changsheng rarely spoke, but after he left, the house felt strangely empty. In the days immediately following his departure, Qiu Xialin would often pace around the house talking to himself, and would frequently ask his brother to watch football matches together or come to scrub his back... Even Shanglin himself would wake up thirsty in the middle of the night a few times, wanting to drink ice water, and would habitually reach for the phone to call Changsheng's house, asking him to bring him an IV drip of ice water.

Often, the phone would ring two or three times, waking me from my drowsy state. I would quickly hang up, my heart pounding.