Meng Mu sighed deeply, suddenly feeling lost, lost about the meaning of her actions.
Her body suddenly stooped, "Forget it! You've had your own mind since you were young, and your mother can't control you anymore.
But I really can't stand your absurd behavior."
"You... move out!"
After saying this, Meng Mu looked even more exhausted, her eyes filled with sorrow.
Meng Fanyue's heart trembled, and she understood her mother's meaning.
Was she trying to drive her away, out of sight and out of mind?
Meng Fanyue knew that this was the greatest concession her mother could make.
She pursed her lips, silently called out Xing Yuan's name from inside the room, and took her hand when she came out.
She opened her mouth, her voice unspeakably dry, "We're leaving."
Meng Mu nodded, but turned her face away.
Meng Fanyue left the place before tears could stream down her face.
Xing Yuan stared blankly at Meng Fanyue, piecing together the truth from her reaction.
"Is it... because of me? I'm sorry." Xing Yuan frantically wiped the tears from Meng Fanyue's face, her face full of guilt.
"No, it's not." Meng Fanyue shook her head while crying.
She hugged Xing Yuan tightly, as if drawing strength from her.
"It's okay." She didn't know if she was comforting Xing Yuan or herself.
"Time will prove everything, and she will accept it one day."
Xing Yuan didn't speak, but hugged her back tightly, with a slight nasal tone, and sighed softly, "It will."
Many people in the small town had left due to the war, and there were many empty houses.
The two discussed and temporarily bought one of the houses.
After simple furnishing and redecoration, it was barely habitable.
The two worried about their living situation for a few days, and Meng Fanyue gradually recovered from her sadness.
Although her mother didn't admit it, they were close, and no matter what, she was still her child, so it was acceptable to visit her. Therefore, although she was shocked for a moment, it didn't cause her much harm.
However... Meng Fanyue, with Xing Yuan's pity, accomplished something she had always wanted to do but failed.
She had always envied Xing Yuan's skin, which was as fair and tender as tofu, making one want to take a bite.
Action is better than thought.
Meng Fanyue's eyes were misty, but her movements were not slow. While being held and comforted, she reached out directly.
The passive Xing Yuan clearly stiffened, her eyes deepened, and she said with a smile, "What do you want to do?"
"Sleep with you!" Meng Fanyue replied as a matter of course.
Xing Yuan fell silent. Was it that direct?
Meng Fanyue, who had recovered her senses, coughed lightly and resumed her delicate demeanor, "Okay~"
"We've been together for so long," Meng Fanyue murmured softly.
Xing Yuan's heart softened, her resistance lessened, and she seemed to become coy.
"Alright! But, do you know how?" Xing Yuan asked sincerely.
Meng Fanyue pouted, looking unconvinced, and directly bit Xing Yuan's collarbone, eliciting a muffled groan from her.
"Who do you think I am, sister?" she raised an eyebrow, looking defiant.
Meng Fanyue's defiant demeanor made Xing Yuan's smile deepen, "Then let's try~"
"Mmm~"
Their breaths intertwined, their bodies felt like they were electrified, their hair fell on each other's faces, and their lustful eyes met.
The night was short, and they were entwined.
Meng Fanyue was young, after all, and couldn't compare to the experienced Xing Yuan. The first time she took the initiative, Xing Yuan had intentionally let her. After a long while, she, lacking strength, was defeated.
Meng Fanyue, waking up from her dream, looked at Xing Yuan, who had a triumphant look on her face, feeling somewhat resentful. She had pretended to be good for so long, why did she still fail in the end? She didn't understand.
"Awake?" Xing Yuan's soft hair fell on her face, her voice hoarse.
"Mm." Meng Fanyue nodded awkwardly, pulled the quilt up, and looked shy.
Xing Yuan hooked her lips, exuding joy, "Yueyue, I gave you a chance."
But you were useless! Don't blame her.
Meng Fanyue heard Xing Yuan's implied meaning, glared at her with slight annoyance, and buried her head under the quilt.
She didn't feel anything when she was passionate last night, but now that she had woken up, it was really too embarrassing!
Xing Yuan chuckled lightly, stopped teasing her, and got up to dress.
Hearing the movement beside her, Meng Fanyue pulled the quilt down, revealing her eyes, staring at Xing Yuan without blinking.
Xing Yuan's skin was delicate and smooth, like fine white jade, and felt somewhat warm when touched.
Meng Fanyue looked at Xing Yuan's skin, which was free of any scars, and felt intensely envious.
In this regard, she had really taken great advantage!
Meng Fanyue thought happily, with a hint of a smile in her eyes.
Xing Yuan had already put on her clothes and turned around to see her smiling so foolishly. Her heart softened, but she said, "Yueyue is peeking at me?"
"Look if you want to, openly. After all, there's nothing on my body you haven't seen."
Xing Yuan hooked her lips, deliberately lowering her voice, her silence exuding seduction.
Meng Fanyue's throat moved slightly. Mmm~ she wanted to kiss.
So she did.
Xing Yuan chuckled softly, alluring and self-aware, and the clothes she had just put on were taken off again.
She deepened the kiss, "Yueyue, you initiated this."
...
Meng Fanyue concluded that she should never fall for an older woman's tricks, because she might have been abstinent for a long time, waiting for her to fall into her trap!
But... Meng Fanyue hesitated. She was really beautiful!
Even though she was the one underneath, she inexplicably felt like she had taken advantage.
Xing Yuan, with a look of contentment, let Meng Fanyue think whatever she wanted. Anyway, she had gained a lot, so she wouldn't pretend to be innocent anymore.
The kitten showed its claws, but it was still a kitten, unable to escape her palm.
Xing Yuan thought smugly.
Although the two couldn't fully integrate into this place for the time being, the money they had earned was enough for them to live on.
Occasionally helping others transport goods, their lives were quite comfortable.
Now that things were out in the open, Meng Mu stopped pretending.
When she saw Xing Yuan again, she didn't hide her disgust.
No one thought their child was wrong, and Meng Mu was no exception.
She believed her child had been led astray and therefore did not give up on trying to change Meng Fanyue's sexual orientation.
However, the results were minimal.
Meng Mu only reluctantly relented before her death.
She worried that her daughter would be alone after she left, and instructed Xing Yuan to take good care of her daughter.
Xing Yuan agreed to everything, personally handled Meng Mu's funeral, felt Meng Fanyue's grief, and hugged her tightly to comfort her silently.
Life and death are the most common things in the world. Only by experiencing them firsthand can one know that words cannot alleviate such pain. It can only be left to time to let this sad memory gradually fade.