Ex-Girlfriend Blackens Every Day: Chapter 64

EBED Chapter 64 Ex-Girlfriend Blackens Every Day: Chapter 64

ARC 3: YOUNG MASTER'S EX-GIRLFRIEND (13)

The bathroom door opened and pair of white tender feet appeared in his sight.

He was quiet as he pinned back the loose hair behind her ears. Then, he went to fetch slippers and dressed her feet so she wouldn't be cold.

If you truly like someone, you would hate to be cruel towards them.

If your actions made her cry, you only end up making yourself feel worse.

"Eat the noodles. They're almost cold," he said roughly. Turning around, he prepared to walk out of the room.

"Okay."

Her little finger lightly hooked around his own.

He startled for a moment.

Without looking back, the corners of his mouth quirked up.

When the two of them finished their fried noodles, Xue Shao took her bowl and went to the kitchen sink to wash the dishes.

The young master who once lived a pampered life now decently performed housework. Linlang crossed her legs and watched his relaxed but upright posture. His naïve countenance from before has since toned down.

Her little one has grown up.

Linlang supported her chin and openly admired him.

Ding Dong— The doorbell rang.

"I'll go." He dried his hands with a towel and opened the door.

A scene of red came into view.

"Hello sir, is Miss Xu at home? Here are 999 roses. A signature is needed to confirm the delivery." The courier smiled.

The young man's expression didn't change. "I'm her brother, I can sign it."

When the person left, he closed the door and pulled out the card embedded in the flowers.

"Happy birthday, my girl. 9 pm tonight, Venus Plaza. See you there."

Xue Shao raised his head, and the gloomy expression in his eyes could make one's hair stand on end.

"My brother sent this, didn't he?"

Linlang pursed her lips and said nothing.

Xue Shao pulled out a sharp fruit knife from under the coffee table and turned around to cut the large bouquet of roses. His demeanor calm, but his actions were far from this. It was not like he was cutting roses but chopping the flesh and blood of the enemy.

He was like a madman.

He even injured himself.

Red petals spread everywhere along with the blood from his dripping hand.

The young master's smile was neurotic.

Just when he was on the verge of losing control, a warm body carrying a sweet fragrance attached to his back.

"A Shao, calm down. Xue Shen and I are just pretending to be lovers."

Ha? That bastard sent 999 roses. How can he calm down?

Wait, fake—fake lovers?

Xue Shao immediately threw the knife away and turned around to grab her shoulders. "What did you just say?!"

"I said," she explained again, "Your brother and I are not in a relationship.

"After you left, my blood-sucking parents came over to collect debts, and your brother helped me.

"Did you forget that time he forced a kiss on me? Actually, he likes Zhang Mengmeng, but she likes you, so he wanted to provoke our feelings to get you to be with her."

"Xue Shen, that son of a—" The young master immediately jumped into a rage and was about to rush out to settle the score with him when Linlang pulled him back. "In light of his helping me, just forget it. Back then, we were acting like a couple to make Zhang Mengmeng jealous. I didn't expect you to..."

The girl lowered her head, feeling aggrieved.

He was stunned.

So... she didn't cheat on him?

The boulder weighing down Xue Shao's heart eased and the gloom on his body disappeared by a lot.

But when he thought back to how he misunderstood the person and even treated her so rudely, guilt and regret bubbled up.

His repeated words of apology were incoherent as he hugged and kissed her.

Linlang was watching him be at a loss over what to do when a bad idea surfaced in her mind.

This kid was very obstinate just now. He needs to be managed.

"I don't forgive you." She said blankly, "You still thought of killing me. Why should I forgive you?"

Well, she is the best at beating someone with a muckrake1.

All of a sudden, the air was quiet.

The young master's body stiffened. He looked at her pitifully.

Damn, it looks like this kid is going to cry again.

She hasn't abused him yet, okay?

Linlang speechlessly looked at the corners of his reddening eyes. The sparkling water was especially distressing.

Is he so amazing that he's able to cry beautifully?

"You, go to the window corner and face the wall! Remember to stand at attention! Without my permission, you can't turn around!" She said coldly.

The young master moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but a certain someone's gaze struck him. He immediately stood by the window without saying anything and seriously thought about his misdeeds.

He stood there for three hours, from dusk to nightfall.

Because he didn't dare to be lazy, his calves were trembling.

What a silly boy.

Linlang walked up behind him and asked, "Are you tired?"

He quickly straightened his waist, indicating that he was an upright man, a very enduring one.

Linlang chuckled.

Young Master: ???

Linlang poked the space between his eyebrows and pinched his belly.

Young Master: !!!

This is too shameful. The wife is treating him like a child again.

"Wife, Wife, don't be like this..."

He pleaded in embarrassment. His eyes filled with water.

He was this old, but his beloved girl was poking his head like this!

"Hm...really? Then I won't mind you."

Linlang made a move to leave but was held down by his hand before she could finish all her words.

He looked very panicked. "No-no-no! Mind me!"

The fear of a henpecked man.

"Well, just do whatever you want. Don't shake your head like that. You'll make it seem like I'm bullying a little sheep."

A certain big wolf was misleading the foolish little sheep again.

"But you are..." The little sheep mumbled.

"Huh? What did you say?"

His vague voice couldn't be heard clearly.

"N—nothing. That is, back inside, can you pinch somewhere else?"

Poking and pinching his face so close to the glass window. It was okay to see his own stupid expression, but if other people ran into this scene? Won't it be a bit shameful?

The young master sneaked a glance at the opposite residential building and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, no one saw, otherwise his awe-inspiring life will be lost.

"Little Xue, if you don't pay attention, I'll punish you."

She pretended to pinch her chin like an old master who caught a student's mistake.

"Wh—what?"

The young master turned his head, his white face was clouded in a red flush, and the beautiful lips he was biting on had formed a crimson mark.

Linlang thought to herself, being this adorable was a foul.

"W-wife..."

"Hm?"

"Are you getting rougher?" He said weakly. His face was going to be rubbed raw. How is he supposed to see people in the future?

"I like it. What about it?"

"Nothing, it's okay."

It's okay if you're happy.

The young master cried but did not dare to resist.

Linlang flicked his head and smiled slightly.

"Little fool."

She smiled so beautifully.

At that moment, he was red from his neck down to his toes.

It's good to be spoiled.

"Okay, go back to the room and rest."

The young master eagerly made his way inside.

Linlang closed the door.

The young master felt that something was off. He had a vague idea but was overwhelmed by her smile, so he obediently listened to his master's orders.

The curtain veil collected the moonlight as it fluttered gently from the wind.

"Behave, don't cry." She gently kissed his forehead.

The young master's tears were glistening.

Wife, you really need to change your bad habit of kissing and pinching at the same time!

He didn't want his handsome face to swell into a bun.

The young master struggled a bit at first and asked her to cherish her boyfriend's money-making face, but he gave up later on.

He is not his wife's opponent even if he was given a hundred guts.

Gradually, the eastern horizon brightened.

Xue Shao woke up slowly and rubbed his eyes.

"You're awake?"

A slender hand stretched out to brush away the scattered hair on his face. Her gentle movements could intoxicate people.

He didn't react for a while. He turned his head and stared at the person sitting next to him. Her hair was draped to one said and she had casually put on a shirt. Her jade-like skin was moving to look at.

His gaze fell on the red mark on her neck.

A row of teeth was printed there.

It was his own masterpiece.

There was a "bang" in his head, followed by a burning sensation on his face.

S—so wild.

Linlang was holding a book in one hand when she looked down at him. "What, your face is so red. Do you have a fever?"

"No." He blushed. He felt too embarrassed to sneak a glance.

Linlang raised her eyebrows.

You've become shy now?

The young master's butt moved restlessly. After wrapping himself into a caterpillar, he immediately leaned against Linlang and rested his head on her shoulders. "What are you reading?" He asked with a nasal voice.

"A book of poems."

He peered over to have a look and suddenly deflated. "...I don't understand QAQ," the young master cried.

"It's okay, I'll read it to you."

She rubbed his face and brushed her fingers through his black hair. A clear voice poured out, just like the beautiful morning light cascading over the blossoming flower petals by a window-side.

"I'd like to live with you in a small town, sharing eternal twilights and endless bells.

"And at times, in the evening, a flute will come through from some garret. A flutist leaning against a window with large tulips on the sills.

"If you don't love me at this moment, I wouldn't even mind."

Hearing these words, he suddenly sat up. "No."

Linlang raised her eyebrows in surprise, "No, what?"

He quickly said, "Of course I love you!" There was a little grievance in his voice. "Don't you believe me?"

Linlang was thrown off by his confession. The emotions she had been brewing suddenly broke down.

She clutched her forehead and laughed.

Bright as the sun.

He also followed up with a silly smile.

It's nice.

The weather is good, she's smiling. It really is nice; even the air was sweet.

"Fool."

She tapped his nose with a pampering expression.

"What should I do with you?"

The young master stretched his head over then obediently offered his head.

Steam me or braise me.

I'll be happy, as long as it's you.


 
That poem she recited is called 'I'd like to live with You' by Marina Tsvetaeva. You got the Russian-Chinese-English translation of it so the creative structure got lost somewhere in the process. Bye-bye for now~

Comments

  1. This arc is perverting me. I actually want her to abuse him more, that little sheep is so willing and so cute with his tears .😂

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  2. Its all great at the beginning
    Tragic at the end.
    I wonder when will the FL meet her match? <( ̄︶ ̄)>

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    1. I don't think is going to take much more after all this ml knows that she is lieing but he close a eye

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  3. Ok I’m not gonna lie the ML is so cute! MC has trained him well hahahaha

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