Thirty years have passed in a hurry, and Lu Sijue has entered the most stable middle age for a man from his youthful glory, but what he has been chasing is still the girl named Liu Yingluo in front of him.
Who can be more infatuated than Lu Sijue?
Guard a city in this life, and cherish the echo of a name.
"Aunt Yingluo, let's do the design later. Drink this cup of hot milk first." Xia Xiwan walked over and handed over the hot milk.
Liu Yingluo put down her pen and took the hot milk, "Wanwan, you came just in time. I have something to ask you."
Xia Xiwan's heart skipped a beat. She remembered that her mother said that Aunt Yingluo was weird. Could she be trying to find out something?
Xia Xiwan blinked her slender Yu Jie and looked at Liu Yingluo, with a pair of clear eyes that could not hide the excitement of the little gossip, "Aunt Yingluo, if you ask, I will tell you everything I know."
"Actually, it's nothing." Liu Yingluo's almond-shaped eyes were a little unnatural, "I had a dream a few days ago, and that dream was too real..."
"What dream?"
"It's just...it's..."
Liu Yingluo stood up and had no choice but to continue talking.
That night she went to Lu Sijue's villa. It suddenly rained outside and her clothes got wet. So she went upstairs to take a shower and change clothes, but for some reason, she fell asleep there.
She also had a long, long dream.
That dream made it difficult for her to talk about it.
She dreamed that the door to her room was pushed open, and Lu Sijue walked in. He got on her bed and asked her in a low voice, "You are so bad, how do you want me to punish you?"
He reached out and untied the belt of her pajamas, and then the two of them had sex...
Now the scene in that dream still clearly appears in my mind, and the thick gritty feel of his hands touching her skin...
Liu Yingluo quickly closed her eyes and got rid of the image in her mind, but her face turned red unnaturally.
She once thought that the dream was true, but when she woke up the next morning, the sheets around her were flat and flat, with no trace of her having slept at all. Lu Sijue had also left, and neither of them had met.
Liu Yingluo didn't know how she had such a dream, dreaming of being with him... Liu Yingluo thought of the wedding night between her and Lu Sijue more than thirty years ago.
On the wedding night, he caught her and Su Cheng back from the dock, threatened her with Su Cheng, and let her enter their wedding room.
As soon as she entered, he followed her, closed the door with her backhand, then looked at her coldly with a condescending attitude, and said, "Go in and clean yourself."
She stood still.
He walked over quickly, grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her directly into the shower room. He turned on the shower, and the cold water in the shower quickly poured down from the top of her head, drenching her like a drowned rat.
She struggled twice, and with a "pop", he had thrown away the showerhead, then pushed her against the wall and began to tear off her clothes.
She was still very young at that time and was not as strong as him. Her clothes tore all her dignity to pieces. He stared at her with scarlet eyes and said the same thing: "You are so unbehaved. How should I punish you?"
He took her by force.
Liu Yingluo felt that the dream was too real. His domineering and cruel words in the dream, his... powerful and violent plundering like a storm, all frightened her to the point where she wanted to run away.
But in the dream, she was still the same as before. She couldn't break free from his imprisonment and cage. He caught her back again and again and threw her on the bed.