Rebirth of Bloody Romance

Zhong Yuemin and Song Xiangjun sat opposite each other. Two cups of freshly brewed golden tea on the table were emitting curling hot steam, mixed with the faint scent of agarwood around them, creating an atmosphere that was otherworldly. They looked at each other, smiled slightly, and then simultaneously raised the cup of golden liquid in their hands and drank it all.

Zhong Yuemin suddenly felt a warm current rising from his throat and quickly spreading throughout his body. Then, his consciousness was pulled by an invisible force and he entered a dreamlike world.

Surrounded by misty clouds and with soft grass under his feet, he felt like he was in a fairyland. His soul seemed to have broken free from the constraints of his body and was flying freely. That feeling could not be described in words, and only by experiencing it in person could one appreciate its wonder.

Just as Zhong Yuemin was intoxicated by this unprecedented wonderful feeling, a gentle breeze blew by, bringing a faint fragrance. Then, a figure quietly appeared beside him and gently sat on his legs.

Zhong Yuemin seemed to be neither asleep nor awake, his consciousness was unclear, but he could still feel a soft and warm touch.

However, no matter how hard he tried to see the woman's face clearly, it was always blurry, as if her figure was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, both real and illusory.

Suddenly, the woman stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched Zhong Yuemin's cheek. At that moment, a strong electric current seemed to penetrate his whole body, making him tremble.

The touch was both familiar and strange, as if they were inextricably linked yet so far apart.

Just as Zhong Yuemin was intoxicated by this indescribable wonderful feeling, the woman actually took the initiative to kiss him. This sudden action shocked Zhong Yuemin's heart, and he was surprised to find that the woman's face gradually became clear, and finally turned into his wife - Zhou Xiaobai.

"Wife, why are you here too? Didn't you go to work?" Zhong Yuemin was confused and tried to find the answer from this sudden change. He frowned and his eyes revealed a sense of uneasiness.

However, Zhou Xiaobai did not respond, but moved closer to him, as if she wanted to devote all her passion to this moment. Her hands tightly grasped Zhong Yuemin's shoulders, and her lips gently touched his cheek.

Zhong Yuemin felt the familiar yet strange enthusiasm, but he felt something was wrong. His heartbeat quickened and his body gradually became tense. At this time, he began to carefully observe Zhou Xiaobai's expression and movements.

Zhou Xiaobai's eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she was enjoying this intimacy. Her fingers gently stroked Zhong Yuemin's neck, and the touch made Zhong Yuemin feel a throbbing sensation.

At the critical moment when their emotions were about to sublimate, Zhou Xiaobai suddenly cried out in pain, with a hint of pain and struggle in the voice.

Zhong Yuemin was shocked, and he immediately realized that the person he was entangled with was not the real Zhou Xiaobai. He was too familiar with Zhou Xiaobai, and every subtle expression and every breathing rhythm of hers were deeply engraved in his heart. Although the woman in front of him had a similar face, the feeling was completely different.

Just when Zhong Yuemin was full of doubts, the woman's face changed again. Zhou Xiaobai's face gradually blurred, and was replaced by Qin Ling's beautiful face. Qin Ling's eyes flashed with complex emotions, as if she had thousands of words to say, but she couldn't say them.

Then, the woman's face changed again and she turned into Gao Yue. Gao Yue's smile was gentle and mysterious, as if she knew all the secrets but was unwilling to reveal them easily.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but smile bitterly as he watched this series of changes. He knew that he must be dreaming, but this dream was too real, wasn't it? He could clearly feel the woman's body temperature and breathing, and even smell her faint fragrance.

"What kind of tea is this? It has such a magical effect!" Zhong Yuemin sighed in his heart, and at the same time he was a little curious and excited. He knew that although this dream was short, it brought him unprecedented experience and insights.

It was unknown how much time had passed, but when Zhong Yuemin finally woke up from the dream-like feeling, he found himself hugging Song Xiangjun tightly, and one of her hands was placed in an extremely awkward position.

"Uh, what's going on?" Zhong Yuemin was startled and quickly moved his hand away, fearing that he would wake up the sleeping Song Xiangjun, and also afraid of disturbing this inexplicable embarrassment and panic.

Zhong Yuemin lowered his head and saw that both his and Song Xiangjun's clothes looked a little messy. It was obvious that in the illusion just now, the two of them had unknowingly fallen into some kind of indescribable intimate state.

Zhong Yuemin's mind was in a mess. He tried hard to recall what had just happened, but he could only remember those vague dreams and emotions.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin felt an indescribable shyness and confusion. He knew that he had a special feeling for Song Xiangjun, but what exactly was this feeling?

Zhong Yuemin sighed inwardly: "It's over. That was not a dream. Something that shouldn't have happened between me and Song Xiangjun actually happened. No wonder it felt so real at that time. It turns out... it turns out that everything was real!"

For a moment, Zhong Yuemin felt mixed emotions, with worries about the unknown consequences and aftertastes of the wonderful experience just now. He didn't know how to face the next situation, let alone how to explain it all to Song Xiangjun.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Song Xiangjun, only to see that her face was flushed and her eyes were tightly closed, as if she was still asleep.

At this moment, Song Xiangjun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were confused and chaotic, but when her sight intersected with the real world, it instantly became clear and bright.

Song Xiangjun lowered her head and looked at herself and Zhong Yuemin. Both of them were disheveled and in a state of disarray. Her face quickly turned red, like a ripe apple, shy and embarrassed.

Song Xiangjun glared at Zhong Yuemin with a shy look in her eyes. "Zhong Yuemin, what kind of tea did you give me? You are a gangster, even the tea you serve is gangster tea!"

Zhong Yuemin scratched his head awkwardly, showing an innocent smile, and tried to explain. "Teacher Song, this is the first time I drink this kind of tea. I really didn't know it would have such an effect."

"I don't believe you!" Song Xiangjun snorted softly, with a hint of coquettishness and helplessness in her voice. Her eyes revealed an expression of both anger and amusement, as if she didn't completely believe Zhong Yuemin's explanation. However, despite this, she couldn't help but feel a sweet feeling in her heart.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin suddenly widened his eyes, as if he had discovered something incredible. His eyes stayed on Song Xiangjun's body, staring closely at the "plum blossom" mark that belonged to her. This was something he had never expected.

Song Xiangjun noticed Zhong Yuemin's strangeness and followed his gaze. Her face turned red like a ripe apple. She quickly reached out to cover the "plum blossom" and shouted in shame and anger, "What are you looking at? You are such a scoundrel!"

When Zhong Yuemin heard Song Xiangjun's rebuke, he quickly came to his senses and realized his own gaffe. He quickly withdrew his gaze, but his heart was still filled with shock and confusion.

Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, trying to calm his agitated mood, and then said, "Teacher Song, you...why are you still..."

"He Linhai married me just to take advantage of me when I went abroad and he never touched me." Song Xiangjun's voice suddenly became low and hoarse, with a hint of helplessness and pain.

Song Xiangjun slowly raised her head and looked at Zhong Yuemin, with a complex emotion flashing in her eyes. Her tone seemed to carry a hint of self-mockery, and she continued, "Is this what you wished for?"

Zhong Yuemin pretended to be confused and blinked his eyes and said, "Song, Teacher Song, I don't know what you are talking about."

Song Xiangjun rolled her eyes at him coquettishly, with a playful smile on her lips. "Why are you pretending in front of me? From the first time you saw me, your eyes were different from others."

"I, I was just appreciating it, okay? It's definitely different from others." Zhong Yuemin tried to explain, but the panic in his tone betrayed him.

"Keep pretending." Song Xiangjun chuckled, obviously not interested in his explanation.

Zhong Yuemin coughed and tried to change the subject. "Is He Linhai an idiot? He wants to divorce you and go abroad instead of your beautiful wife. He must be mentally ill. If it were me, I would not even work for the presidency."

Song Xiangjun looked at him with a half-smile, her eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, making Zhong Yuemin feel uneasy. "Is there something wrong with what I said?"

"Zhong Yuemin, you came here today to comfort me, right? You are really good at comforting people. You even comforted me to the bed." There was a hint of sarcasm and seriousness in Song Xiangjun's words.

Zhong Yuemin was speechless when he heard this. Knowing that he could no longer avoid this question, he had to bite the bullet and said, "Teacher Song, I know that what happened today was an accident, but I really came here because I care about you. As for what happened later... I really don't know how to explain it."

Song Xiangjun's fingers gently stroked Zhong Yuemin's chest, leaving circles. She said softly, "What's there to explain? I think this is good."

"Roar..." Zhong Yuemin could no longer bear this kind of teasing. He turned over suddenly and pressed Song Xiangjun under him. His lips quickly covered her red lips and kissed her passionately. This kiss was like igniting a fire, triggering a storm of passion. The two bodies were tightly pressed together, their breathing intertwined, and their heartbeats seemed to merge into the same rhythm.

Afterwards, Song Xiangjun lazily lay on Zhong Yuemin's broad chest, squinting her eyes slightly, like a satisfied kitten. She gently bit Zhong Yuemin's earlobe and asked softly with a slightly reproachful tone, "I can assume that you didn't mean it the first time, but what about this time? Did you plan it long ago?"

Zhong Yuemin smiled mischievously and said, "Hehe... the first time, I was so confused that I didn't have time to enjoy it properly, so of course I have to make up for what I lost this time."

Song Xiangjun hit Zhong Yuemin's chest coquettishly and said angrily, "I think you did it on purpose today! You rascal, you bad guy, you only know how to bully me!"

Zhong Yuemin grabbed Song Xiangjun's hand, put it on his lips and kissed it, then said teasingly with a smile, "Don't tease me anymore, or I'll do it again. Have you forgotten how you begged for mercy just now?"

Song Xiangjun glared at Zhong Yuemin, then pouted. "Yuemin, so what even if I tease you? Can you still do it?" After saying that, she blinked provocatively.

Zhong Yuemin was inspired by her words. He turned over and pressed Song Xiangjun under him, supporting himself on the bed with his hands, looking at her with burning eyes. "Woman, you will pay the price if you do this again."

Song Xiangjun was not afraid at all and boldly met Zhong Yuemin's gaze. "Come on! Who's afraid of who?"

Zhong Yuemin shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly. "Oh, there's really nothing I can do about you." Then he turned over and lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and prepared to rest for a while.

After a while, Zhong Yuemin opened his eyes, turned to look at Song Xiangjun, and asked seriously, "By the way, what's going on with He Linhai? Why did he want to divorce you?"

Song Xiangjun shrugged indifferently. "It's very simple. He married me just to go abroad. Now that he has achieved his goal, he naturally wants to divorce me."

Zhong Yuemin sighed and said with emotion, "This He Linhai is such a selfish person. He will do anything for his own benefit. He doesn't even want such a beautiful woman just to go abroad. He is such a big idiot."

Song Xiangjun smiled. "You should thank him, otherwise why would he let you get such a good deal?"

"Okay, I've been here with you for a day, I'm going back now."

After hearing what Zhong Yuemin said, Song Xiangjun carefully sorted out Zhong Yuemin's clothes, with a look of reluctance in her eyes.

Zhong Yuemin took Song Xiangjun's hand and said with a smile, "Teacher Song, what do you think of this tea?"

Song Xiangjun glared at him unhappily. "We are already like this, and you still call me teacher?" Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she was obviously a little embarrassed by Zhong Yuemin's address.

Zhong Yuemin chuckled. "Of course, Teacher Song has taught me a lot, and I can't forget this title. But seriously, this tea is indeed special, what do you think?"

"Hateful!" Song Xiangjun patted the back of his hand coquettishly, her face flushed. "This tea is very good, and it can evoke the most beautiful and desirable things in people's hearts. This tea must be controlled and cannot be spread out. It is definitely a treasure and should have other functions."

Speaking of this, Song Xiangjun couldn't help but recall how she felt after drinking that cup of golden tea, and her face turned even redder.

Zhong Yuemin nodded in agreement. "It does have this effect, and it can also refresh you. However, I think what's more important is that it gives us both this experience."

Song Xiangjun's heart throbbed when she heard this. She looked at Zhong Yuemin with complex emotions flashing in her eyes. She knew that this incident had changed the relationship between them, and brought an indescribable tacit understanding and bond between them.