Moonlight streamed through the window, casting its glow onto Zheng Xuaner's face, where I could see the shimmer of tears in her beautiful eyes, yet also a faint smile lingering on her lips.
Thinking that Zheng Xuaner would eventually marry someone else and have children, a bitter taste filled my heart; thus, my body exerted even more effort.
Zheng Xuaner nearly passed out from my actions, but she seemed to revel in it, clinging tightly to my neck, whispering in my ear, "Xingwen, take me."
Amidst these soft pleas, I gradually lost myself.
…
By the time it ended, it was two in the morning, and Zheng Xuaner was deep in sleep. I sighed, got up, lit a cigarette, and sat silently by the bed, smoking.
I began to reflect on my relationship with Zheng Xuaner. Once the final boundary is crossed, our relationship would no longer be innocent, and for a moment, I had no idea how to face her.
