So, You Ran picked up her wine glass and began to drink alone.
She wanted to get drunk, to forget everything, to pretend nothing had ever happened.
She got what she wanted, and after a few drinks, she was truly drunk and drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up the next day, it felt like I had two heads growing on my neck, which were incredibly heavy. My temples were throbbing with pain, as if a dull knife was constantly slicing through my brain tissue, causing unbearable pain.
However, when she opened her eyes and saw everything clearly, all the pain was evaporated by shock.
You Ran saw that she was lying on the bed in her pajamas, and next to her was Gu Chengyuan, who was sleeping with his upper body naked.
At this moment, You Ran felt that even if she had fallen into the deepest hell, it would be better than her current situation.
She lay half-reclined on the bed, still dazed from the previous night, but unfortunately, there was no more alcohol left.
What exactly happened last night? I dare not think about it, I really dare not think about it.
Just as You Ran was feeling completely lost, a hand stroked her back, the fingers seeming to carry an electric current, sending shivers down her spine.
"Don't worry, nothing happened between us last night," Gu Chengyuan's voice came from behind You Ran.
Startled by the sudden sound, You Ran jumped off the bed at lightning speed, huddled in a corner, and looked at Gu Chengyuan on the bed with a panic.
An unfamiliar ancient Chengyuan.
"Why are you so afraid?" Gu Chengyuan asked.
He got out of bed, picked up his shirt from the floor, and walked towards You Ran while putting it on.
“Last night, we did something we shouldn’t have.” You Ran was still huddled in the corner, clutching a bed sheet in her hands.
Gu Chengyuan wore his shirt in a flattering manner, but did not button it up, revealing a patch of honey-colored pectoral muscle that contrasted with the clean white shirt.
He crouched down, placing his hands on the walls on either side of You Ran's body in a controlling posture: "I thought that only happiness was right, You Ran, are you happy with me?"
You Ran didn't answer, but the answer was self-evident.
Yes, happy, very happy.
“Do you remember what I said last night? It’s true, I’ve never considered you my sister… not since the first day I met you,” Gu Chengyuan said.
“But,” You Ran said softly, burying her face in the blanket, “we are siblings, we are related by blood.”
"Happiness is the most important thing." Gu Chengyuan reached out and pulled You Ran into his arms, repeating repeatedly as if hypnotizing her: "Happiness is the most important thing."
As he spoke, he placed a kiss on You Ran's head.
The black color was an alluring kiss.
You Ran didn't know what to do. From childhood to adulthood, Gu Chengyuan had always been perfect in her mind and would never make a mistake.
Whether it's a math problem or anything else, Gu Chengyuan never gets it wrong.
You Ran was used to obeying him, and this time was no exception.
They began a completely new relationship the year You Ran was about to enter high school.
They are neither siblings nor lovers; their relationship can only survive in the darkness, and will perish if exposed to the sunlight.
Gu Chengyuan still visits You Ran's house once or twice a month, just like before. But in private, he would avoid being seen and secretly take You Ran out to play after school.
Gu Chengyuan understands You Ran very well. He knows what she likes to eat, what her favorite color is, what she likes to do. He knows everything about her and fulfills all her needs.
He doted on her, he pampered her, and he made You Ran feel like she was the happiest person in the world at that time.
The only source of melancholy is that this relationship is taboo and cannot be discussed openly.
But Gu Chengyuan would always comfort You Ran, saying it didn't matter, these things weren't important, what mattered was their happiness.
She listened to him calmly, trying her best not to think about what might happen in the future, so as not to diminish her happiness.
Those days were truly beautiful.
A beauty shrouded in an aura of taboo.
He opened his eyes leisurely.
When you wake up, the dream is gone.
You Ran told herself that she shouldn't dwell on the past.
It was still pitch black outside the window. The shadows of the trees on the wall swayed slightly, looking like jagged, ghostly claws, which were particularly frightening in the bluish night.
But compared to another matter, You Ran felt that this was child's play.
The other thing was that she lost contact with Qu Yun.
Qu Yun's number was only stored on the phone, but You Ran destroyed the phone a few days ago in a way that even a miracle couldn't save it, meaning she lost Qu Yun's phone number.
You Ran wasn't in a hurry at first, after all, Qu Yun was the counselor, and many people should know his number.
But after calling several classmates, they all said they didn't have Qu Yun's number, giving various and bizarre reasons—
"Oh dear, I just deleted his number yesterday. You can ask someone else, Youran."
"Oh no, I was so engrossed in using the toilet yesterday that I accidentally dropped my phone into the toilet bowl. Everything inside is ruined. You should ask someone else, Youran."
"What? Our counselor is Qu Yun? How could I forget? You Ran, you should ask someone else."
One was like this, and two were like this too. No matter how slow-witted You Ran was, she realized that something was wrong.
So when she called the fourth person, You Ran got straight to the point: "Give me Qu Yun's phone number, or we're done, and I'll curse you to gain ten pounds."
This tactic was ruthless and should have been effective, but the student gritted his teeth and remained silent for a minute before finally saying, "I really don't have it, You Ran, you should ask someone else."
It's unbelievable, why is everyone unwilling to give me Qu Yun's number?
You Ran asked this question.
The cursed student sighed and said, "You Ran, when will this cycle of revenge end? A moment of patience brings peace, and taking a step back opens up a vast sky. You should stop fighting with the counselor."
You Ran then realized that everyone was afraid she wanted Qu Yun's number for revenge, and that if she gave it to her, she would be an accomplice.
No matter how much You Ran tried to coax or threaten, she couldn't get the number out. What was even more frustrating was that she couldn't openly tell them that she wanted the number to contact her boyfriend.
This road is blocked, but You Ran optimistically thinks that perhaps Qu Yun will call her house like last time.
But the idea was wonderful, while reality was ridiculous.
The next day, Bai Ling told You Ran that the home phone number had been changed a week before she returned.
In other words, even if Qu Yun called first, You Ran wouldn't know.
Two days passed like this. That night, You Ran couldn't hold back any longer. She was going to go crazy if she didn't hear Qu Yun's voice.
Fortunately, You Ran often talks to Qu Yun and remembers the first five digits and the last three digits of his phone number. So, You Ran decided to combine those three digits and dial them one by one.
With her parents home during the day, it was difficult for You Ran to make a call. So, she could only sneak into the living room at night after her parents had gone to sleep, pick up the phone, and search for her beloved among the complicated numbers.
Because a large-scale investigation of the locations of those hundreds of mobile phone numbers was conducted in advance, more than ninety numbers were ultimately selected, which greatly reduced the workload.
She picked up the phone quietly and began her arduous journey of searching for her boyfriend in the sea of people.
When she made the first call, the person on the other end seemed to be asleep, their voice stiff and muffled, and You Ran couldn't hear them clearly. She could only ask, "Excuse me, is this Qu Yun?"
The man paused for a moment, then gave a bold answer: "I'm your father!"
It was wrong of You Ran to harass someone in the middle of the night, so I forgave the person's malicious words.
Just after seeing off a man who claimed to be her father, You Ran's biological father opened the bedroom door and came out.
Feeling guilty, You Ran quickly pushed the phone three feet away and sat properly on the sofa.
But it was still strange for her to be sitting upright with a copy of Mao Zedong's poems in the dead of night, so You Ran's father, Li Mingyu, spoke up: "You Ran, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping?"
You Ran used the excuse she had just come up with: "I just finished using the bathroom and I'm resting on the sofa for a bit."
Li Mingyu believed her and said, "You've rested enough, go to sleep. You're so young, it's not good to have insomnia."
If she sat down any longer, her father would definitely become suspicious, so You Ran had no choice but to obediently stand up and return to her room.
After listening to the door for five minutes and confirming that his father had gone into the bedroom to sleep, You Ran, like a lurking rat, once again emerged from the darkness.
This time, You Ran moved even more gently, without even disturbing a speck of dust.
The second call was made, and the other end answered but didn't speak. You Ran couldn't wait any longer and asked softly, "Excuse me, is this Qu Yun?"
"Yes," the man said. "Who are you?"
Finding it on the second try? You Ran felt that her luck was extraordinary, as if she were wearing a halo.
Overwhelmed with excitement, she overlooked the fact that the person on the other end of the line was stiff and somewhat different from the usual Qu Yun. She assumed that Qu Yun had just woken up and was in a hoarse voice. Without giving it much thought, she excitedly revealed her identity: "Qu Yun, it's me, You Ran! I'm telling you, my phone broke, so I haven't been able to contact you these past few days. You're not angry, are you?"
“I’m very angry,” the person on the other end of the phone then gave a strange and erotic laugh, “unless you tell me your bra size and measurements.”
You Ran then realized that the person on the other end of the phone was not Qu Yun, but a perverted man who was even more perverted than Qu Yun.
You Ran silently hung up the phone, drew his number on a piece of paper with a red line, and planned to enter it into a gay website when she had time, along with a super seductive photo, so that he would be harassed by countless gay fantasies.
As soon as he hung up the phone, Li Mingyu opened the door and came out. Although it was dark, You Ran could still intuitively observe that her father's face seemed to be much darker than before.
This time, without her father asking, You Ran automatically reported, "I came out to use the restroom."
Dad wasn't buying it: "Then why aren't you in the toilet? Why are you sitting here instead?"
“Because,” You Ran said calmly, “I’m still planning this.”
As a result, he was naturally sent back to his room to rest by his father.
In order to hear Qu Yun's voice, You Ran persevered and pressed on like a gecko, waiting for five minutes until she heard her father return to his room. Then she slipped out again and picked up the phone.
The third call was made, and to avoid being teased like last time, the person on the other end answered leisurely and whispered, "Do you remember... the beef brisket and tomato instant noodles from the supermarket back then?"
there:"……"
After being called a lunatic, You Ran hung up helplessly, ready to try again and dial the fourth number.
But it was too late. The old man came out for the third time, and his face was even darker than Bao Gong's.
Unable to find Qu Yun, You Ran was already furious. Seeing her father's sour face only fueled her anger: "Dad, you should just go to sleep. Why do you have to come out like this?"
"Then why do you sit on the sofa pretending to have insomnia all the time?" The old man was also furious.
"What business is it of yours if I pretend to have insomnia?" You Ran growled.
"You've been sitting in the living room all night, how am I supposed to have sex with your mother?" The old man was furious. When a man is angry, he speaks without thinking, and before he knew it, he had said the truth.
That's the absolute truth.