Chapter 121 END2 - Greenery

Lin Xuanyu closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled the stagnant air that had accumulated in his chest with a deep breath.

He gently put down the pregnancy test that Zhao Qingjun handed him, as if he were letting go of a heavy future that didn’t belong to him.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed the answer button with his right thumb.

“Hello? Is this Xuanyu? Hmm—” Qin Jingyan’s familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, but the greeting was drawn out by a sticky, panting sound.

Having just watched those lewd videos, Lin Xuanyu naturally understood what that gasp meant.

Has it gone this far?

But Lin Xuanyu acted as if nothing had happened.

“Hello? Xuan… Xuan Yu?” Qin Jingyan asked again in a “dull” tone.

“Jingyan, wait for me to come back, let’s go on a trip to Thailand, how about it?” Lin Xuanyu grinned, trying to make his voice sound cheerful, but in the empty room, the laughter sounded particularly sinister.

“Huh? Hmm! Okay, okay!” Qin Jingyan mumbled in agreement, her mind completely elsewhere.

As soon as Lin Xuanyu hung up the phone and the screen went dark, the smile on his face vanished.

Qin Jingyan’s image flashed by like a revolving lantern, showing her innocence when we first met, her shyness when she was in love, her tranquility when she was asleep, and… her lewd appearance in the video.

“Jingyan, just like Mu Qianning said, I will not give up on you.”

On the other end of the phone.

“Ugh! Zhao Chenyu, slow down! Ahh!” Qin Jingyan’s head tilted back weakly as Zhao Chenyu’s penis pounded wildly inside her tight vagina. The feeling of being completely penetrated made her feel numb and tingly. The overwhelming pleasure made her agree to the man’s wicked request behind her.

“How was it, senior? Wasn’t it great? When you said ‘hey’ just now, your pussy was really tight, it almost broke me.” Zhao Chenyu grabbed Qin Jingyan’s waist and thrust his hips wildly.

Looking down at the voluptuous girl beneath him, whom he had conquered, watching her endure his thrusts while deceiving her childhood sweetheart on the other end of the phone with a trembling voice, the thrill of trampling made Zhao Chenyu’s blood boil.

He couldn’t help but lift one foot and stomp heavily on Qin Jingyan’s swaying, snow-white, plump buttocks, as if he were trampling the feelings between these childhood sweethearts into the ground.

“Yes, ah~ So good~ So good~ Ugh!” Qin Jingyan cried out. The humiliating pain from her buttocks did not make her feel uncomfortable. Instead, it acted as a catalyst, arousing an even more surging and lewd pleasure.

“What did Lin Xuanyu say to you just now? Did you agree?” Zhao Chenyu asked, panting heavily.

“He…he said he was going on a trip…to travel abroad…ahhh!” Qin Jingyan trembled and groaned.

Upon hearing Qin Jingyan’s words, a glint of light flashed in Zhao Chenyu’s eyes, and an even more vicious plan began to brew in his mind.

“Slap slap slap!” Under this immoral stimulation and frenzied fucking, Qin Jingyan reached her climax.

After Qin Jingyan climaxed and went limp on the bed, Zhao Chenyu also pulled out his penis, and his white semen sprayed onto Qin Jingyan’s snow-white buttocks, like a few drops of dirty mud splashed on a pure and flawless plum blossom petal.

That was awesome!

Zhao Chenyu smeared his semen all over Qin Jingyan’s buttocks like he was spreading cream. He wanted his scent to seep into her skin and body, to become a mark that could never be erased no matter how many times she showered.

“Hoo~” Zhao Chenyu pressed heavily on Qin Jingyan’s body, and no matter how much Qin Jingyan struggled, he fell into a deep sleep.

The thoughts in his mind quietly took shape as he squeezed Qin Jingyan’s large breasts.

The next day, Lin Xuanyu and Zhao Qingjun flew back to T City. After settling Zhao Qingjun in, he disappeared.

He reappeared several days later in Thailand. Beside him was Qin Jingyan, her face beaming with smiles.

Bangkok.

“Ah—Xuanyu~ I didn’t expect there were still vehicles like this now, ‘putt-putt-putt,’ just like the several motorcycles my dad had when I was a kid.” On the vehicle, Qin Jingyan gripped the tricycle’s handle tightly, her body pressed close to Lin Xuanyu.

With each bump in the vehicle, she trembled like a frightened rabbit, as if the tricycle would tip over if she leaned outwards.

Lin Xuanyu held her tightly in his arms, his face brushing against Qin Jingyan’s hair, which danced in the wind. Through the hazy strands of hair, he felt as if he had broken free of all shackles. Recalling his carefree past with Qin Jingyan, he laughed and said, “I told you to take a taxi, but you wouldn’t! You insisted on taking this three-wheeled vehicle! Now you’re scared, haha~”

Although he was deliberately making loud insults at Qin Jingyan, he suddenly found himself enjoying the moment.

“Want to try it out? Where in China can you find a vehicle like this?” Qin Jingyan had barely finished speaking when the driver suddenly twisted the handlebars, and the tricycle veered sharply to the left.

“Ah—” Qin Jingyan let out a soft cry and shrank even closer into Lin Xuanyu’s arms.

“We’ve arrived.” Lin Xuanyu gazed at the temple with its golden roof shimmering in the distance, thinking about the things he had arranged, and felt an unusual calm in his heart.

Qin Jingyan followed his gaze and said, “We’ve finally arrived! I was so scared on the way here that my palms were sweating.”

“Let’s go!”

The two intertwined their fingers and joined the crowd, politely declining the “guide” at the entrance who spoke broken Chinese, and stepped into the Grand Palace.

The dazzling gold and splendor made Qin Jingyan’s eyes shine. She said, “I remember coming here with my parents when I was little, but coming here with you feels completely different.”

Looking at her rosy profile, Lin Xuanyu asked softly, “Is she as beautiful as you remember?”

Qin Jingyan also turned her head, looking at Lin Xuanyu with golden light in her eyes, and said very seriously, “Even more beautiful~”

Lin Xuanyu smiled, feeling the soft hand in his palm, and squeezed it tightly.

His heart ached, but he became even more convinced that his decision was absolutely right. He looked up and began to appreciate the scenery around him.

Long-term high-pressure work had made him forget the taste of relaxation. Perhaps the bald senior really sent him to Europe to relax, but it brought him the heaviest blow of his life.

But it will also create a different version of yourself.

As Lin Xuanyu gazed at Qin Jingyan’s devout profile amidst the incense smoke while he was barefoot worshipping in the main hall, a bitter feeling suddenly welled up in his throat.

If… it had been earlier, if it had been more ruthless…

Fortunately, fate gave him a chance to make amends.

Leaving the dimly lit hall and descending the steps, the blazing sunlight poured down, momentarily dazzling the eyes.

Qin Jingyan gently tugged at his sleeve, pointed to a statue under the corridor, and whispered, “Xuanyu, look at that one, its eyes are so fierce.”

Beside it, a fierce-looking Asura statue stood there, its eyes wide open in anger.

“Sometimes,” he murmured to himself, his voice so soft that only he could hear, “to protect the goodness of the world, one must possess the awareness and power to become an Asura.”

“Huh? What did you say?” Qin Jingyan didn’t hear clearly and turned her head in confusion.

Lin Xuanyu withdrew his gaze, the deep look in his eyes instantly disappearing, replaced by a gentle warmth. He put his arm around Qin Jingyan’s shoulder and smiled, “It’s nothing. I just said, the sunshine is really nice today.”

“Ugh, it’s so hot!”

Under the clear sky, Lin Xuanyu felt more relaxed and open-minded than ever before, and felt as if there was light before him.

But at the same time, another person was not like that.

“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!”

Zhao Chenyu’s vision went completely dark. He tried to shout, but something was stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn’t speak.

A stifling heat and a filthy atmosphere filled with the smells of mold and urine enveloped him, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He tried to move his body, but found that not only were his eyes restricted, but his limbs were also bound to something.

With a “whoosh,” a bucket of icy cold water was poured over his head, the biting chill instantly jolting him awake from his daze.

Suddenly, the blindfold was pulled off, and he squinted, quietly opening a crack in the blindfold.

The dim light from the tungsten filament bulb barely illuminated a small area; outside that area, all around were dark walls.

Where is this?

Isn’t it Thailand?

Why was he wearing sunglasses, a mask, and even a wig, while following Lin Xuanyu and Qin Jingyan?

But after getting into a car with Qin Jingyan in Bangkok, he lost consciousness.

Zhao Chenyu looked down in horror and realized that he was completely naked and tied to a stool, which was fixed to the dirty cement floor. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move an inch.

Even more unbelievable was that the middle of the stool was hollow, just like a commode stool. He could clearly feel his lower body dangling between his legs, neither touching the sky nor the ground, just like his helpless state at that moment.

He glanced left and right, and saw a strange woman in a red strapless dress and heavy makeup standing to his right. Seeing him looking at her, the woman quickly smiled and waved enthusiastically:

“Sawadee ka~”

Faced with the woman’s enthusiastic greeting, Zhao Chenyu felt a chill run through his body.

The presence of such a glamorous woman in a dark, prison-like place was already terrifying.

“Ugh!” Zhao Chenyu groaned even louder, his tongue trying to push the contents of his mouth out without stopping, but to no avail.

“Sir, isn’t your tongue supposed to be very powerful? How come you can’t even handle my bra and panties?” The woman leaned down, completely unconcerned about the exposure of her breasts.

Her fluent Chinese and the content of her words stunned Zhao Chenyu instantly.

His eyes drooped down as he glanced at what was in his mouth, and he could indeed see some red lace trim.

“Your tongue, isn’t it capable of bringing women to multiple orgasms? Hmm~” The woman in red said, sticking out her tongue and licking her lips at the end.

But Zhao Chenyu showed no lustful intentions whatsoever.

“It seems the gentleman is unwilling to give it to me, so I’ll just have to come and get it myself.”

The woman in red took out a syringe, aimed it at Zhao Chenyu’s arm, and injected something.

Zhao Chenyu’s pupils contracted sharply. He struggled desperately, his muscles tensing, but the unusually tight ropes rendered all his efforts futile. He could only watch helplessly as the liquid in the syringe disappeared into his body.

“Don’t worry, this thing will only make you weak all over, but your nerves will be sensitive and your consciousness will be very clear!” The woman in red licked her lips, raised her hand, and took the thing out of Zhao Chenyu’s mouth.

“Who are you?” Zhao Chenyu asked, his mouth trembling.

“Who am I?” The woman in red brought her mouth close to Zhao Chenyu’s ear and said softly, “I am—the one who makes you feel good.”

Zhao Chenyu tensed up.

“By the way, I advise you not to shout for help—no one can hear you here.” The woman in red smiled, her hand sliding down his chest and reaching under the stool.

Zhao Chenyu suddenly felt a tightness beneath him.

This woman has taken control of his manhood.

Just then, a strange woman wearing an orange sundress also came out and said something to Zhao Chenyu in the same posture and tone—

“Sawasdee ka~” Inside Wat Pho, in the peaceful and serene atmosphere, Jingyan clasped her hands together and returned the greeting to a Thai female masseuse dressed in traditional clothing.

The two had spent over an hour touring the Grand Palace and were getting a bit tired, so they went to the massage school inside Wat Pho to rest and experience the authentic Thai massage from its birthplace.

“Xuanyu, do you want to try it together?” Qin Jingyan asked Lin Xuanyu.

Lin Xuanyu shook his head and sat down beside him: “I’ll just watch over you.”

“I’ve had Thai massages in China before,” Qin Jingyan said as she lay down on the mat under the masseuse’s guidance. “I’ll see what’s different here.”

The massage began. At first, it was just gentle stretching, and Qin Jingyan even winked at Lin Xuanyu easily: “Hmm~ It feels pretty good.”

However, the masseuse soon increased the pressure. When the masseuse pressed her elbow against an acupoint on the inside of her shoulder blade, Qin Jingyan couldn’t help but cry out.

“How is it?” Lin Xuanyu hurriedly got up.

“It’s nothing~ just that one moment, ah~ it’s sore and achy~ hiss—” Qin Jingyan bit her lip, with a bittersweet expression.

Lin Xuanyu then sat down with a sense of relief, his gaze falling on Qin Jingyan, whose expression was complicated.

Her voluptuous figure, soft body, rapid breathing, and shy glances at Lin Xuanyu—she was such a beautiful girl!

Every time Lin Xuanyu saw that look in his eyes, he felt a flutter in his heart, as if it were the first time they had confirmed their relationship.

The masseuse stretched her arms back, causing Qin Jingyan’s entire upper body to bend backward, her breasts rising high as if about to burst out, creating an alluring shape and deep shadow against Lin Xuanyu.

Qin Jingyan’s face instantly turned bright red, and she let out a cry of pain: “Ah~ I can’t take it~ It hurts so much.” But after she cried out in pain, she laughed.

Lin Xuanyu stared at Jingyan’s full breasts. The masseuse’s movements had caused a slight glimpse of her chest, making it incredibly alluring. Such a perfect body!

Countless nights, Lin Xuanyu would fall asleep embracing this delicate body. He had grown accustomed to her scent, her softness, and even her every breath.

How could he give up? Giving up on Jingyan would be tantamount to denying his entire youth, erasing all evidence of his past feelings, and personally killing his former self.

“This can’t be,” Lin Xuanyu thought, touching his chest. He wanted to continue walking with Qin Jingyan forever.

Then we need to… clean up all the filth completely.

Just as Lin Xuanyu was lost in thought, the masseuse pinched Qin Jingyan’s neck hard. Perhaps the pressure was too strong, or perhaps Qin Jingyan had accumulated too much soreness, because she couldn’t hold back any longer—

“Ugh—”

Zhao Chenyu’s cries of pain echoed in the dark prison cell.

The woman in red was half-squatting between his legs, roughly stroking his penis, while the new woman in orange was caressing his nipples. It was clearly a gentle caress, but Zhao Chenyu was crying out in pain.

“Yeah~ Go ahead and moan~ Don’t you like hearing others moan? It feels so good~” The woman in red gripped the penis tightly and excitedly stroked it downwards, like milking a cow.

Zhao Chenyu stared into her reddened eyes, as if he could see Aunt Ouyang, who used to ride on him and beg him to fuck her wildly.

“What a big cock, I love it~ It’s so thick~” The woman in red blushed and licked her lips.

“Ah…who are you?!” Zhao Chenyu squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth. He was completely powerless, yet he felt as if flames were burning through his limbs and bones, and every inch of his skin was extremely sensitive.

The woman in red’s hand felt like a cat’s tongue to his senses; with each stroke, countless barbs would tug at the skin of his penis, bringing a sharp, itchy pain, yet without actually causing harm.

The woman in orange circled his nipple with her fingers, each stroke creating the illusion of ants swarming around it. Countless ants seemed to be staring at the struggling insect, waiting to devour him once he died.

“I already told you, I’m the one who makes you ‘comfortable’~ You’ve come all this way, so of course we have to give you the warmest welcome.” The woman in orange spread her fingers, and her five fingers brushed against Zhao Chenyu’s nipples like a fan.

“Ugh!” Zhao Chenyu convulsed violently as if he had been electrocuted, his back slamming heavily against the cold chair back.

But this violent shaking was completely beyond his control; it was purely a nerve stress response.

“Oh dear~ Don’t tremble~” The woman in red smiled even more broadly as she looked at Zhao Chenyu’s helpless expression. “Isn’t it your favorite thing to see other men’s women trembling beneath you? What’s wrong? We’re other men’s women too, why do you look so unhappy~”

The woman in red spoke in a very seductive tone, and Zhao Chenyu felt as if he had fallen into a demon’s cave in a movie, surrounded by monstrous women who would devour him without spitting out his bones.

“Why…why are you doing this to me…who made—” Before he could finish speaking, his somewhat short-circuited mind suddenly flashed through some images.

“Jingyan, let’s go on a trip to Thailand!”

Okay~

Thinking about this, his head suddenly exploded with a “buzz”.

Lin! Xuan! Yu! So coming abroad was a pretense; they really lured him here! A sense of terror instantly filled his spine.

“Can you let me go… I can give you money… lots of money…” Zhao Chenyu’s voice trembled uncontrollably.

Even though he was usually eloquent and used his ability to read people and his good physique to seduce so many beautiful women of high status and wealth; even though he had been fighting since childhood and thought he was fearless, who has ever really experienced a scene that only appears in horror movies?

Here, however, there was no torture that tore his skin apart; only a forced release from within his body. There was no excruciating pain, only overwhelming pleasure.

Endless comfort.

“How much money? Haha~” The woman in red and the woman in orange exchanged a glance, both revealing sarcastic smiles. “How much money do you have?”

“Ah~ Ah! Ah—” Zhao Chenyu trembled all over, but he didn’t even have the strength to dig his toes into the ground.

“Mmm~ Mmm~ It’s so hot~” The woman in red was stroking faster and faster, and Zhao Chenyu’s penis was swelling violently in her hand. In just a few minutes, it seemed to be throbbing.

“Do you like this? Don’t you like women to massage you? How is it? Is it comfortable?” The woman in orange slid her hands over Zhao Chenyu’s neck and shoulders, but all she brought Zhao Chenyu was a stinging itch that he couldn’t scratch, driving him almost crazy.

“Ahhhh!” Zhao Chenyu roared in pain, panting heavily. His body was extremely sensitive. Even the hot breath the woman in orange was blowing in his ear felt like a cold wind blowing into his ear, making him tremble uncontrollably.

He controlled so many women, he could control when he ejaculated at will, he played with women beneath him, but he never thought that there would be a time when he couldn’t even control his breathing.

“Wow~ It shot~ It shot~ So much~ So thick~” The woman in red suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

She tilted her head and stared at the penis hanging under the stool. Spurts of semen were forced out of her body with the throbbing of the penis, spraying randomly onto the dirty ground.

“Sizzle! Sizzle!” These things that women once fought over and craved to swallow were now mixed with the dust on the ground.

The woman in red even lifted her red high heels and casually rubbed the toes of the whitish liquid on the ground a few times, crushing it into a pile of dusty trash.

“Tch! น่าเกลียดน่ากลัว! (So dirty!)” The woman in red cleaned the semen residue off her hands with a look of disdain, then changed to a seductive posture and looked up at the woman in orange.

“ตาเธอแล้ว(It’s your turn)”

The woman in orange and the woman in red switched places, and then a girl in yellow emerged from the shadows of the room.

She glanced at the three people drenched in sweat, and slowly said to the woman in orange, “You’ve worked so hard—”

“—Look how much you’re sweating. The weather in Thailand is so strange; it feels hotter at night than during the day.”

Under the bustling lights of the night market, Qin Jingyan tenderly took out a wet wipe and patiently wiped the fine beads of sweat from Lin Xuanyu’s forehead and neck. They had just returned from Wat Arun on the banks of the Chao Phraya River.

“The Temple of Zheng Wang is just so-so~” Qin Jingyan said casually.

“Hmm!” Lin Xuanyu simply nodded.

His absent-mindedness aroused Qin Jingyan’s curiosity and worry. She stopped, tilted her head, and leaned closer to him, carefully examining his face: “Xuanyu, what’s wrong? You seem to be in a bad mood.”

“No.” Lin Xuanyu didn’t say anything, and the two continued to stroll around the bustling night market.

Qin Jingyan’s gaze could no longer be drawn to the dazzling array of small commodities and the fragrant snack stalls around her; all her attention was focused on Lin Xuanyu.

She sensed that Lin Xuanyu was definitely preoccupied, perhaps because of what she had just said.

“Xuanyu, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have said those things that would spoil your mood.”

“Huh? I didn’t spoil the fun, did I?” Lin Xuanyu laughed instead.

“Then give me a smile, a genuine smile~” Qin Jingyan stretched out two thumbs and playfully pushed Lin Xuanyu’s lips upwards, trying to turn his forced smile into a big smile.

“Okay~ Watch me!” Lin Xuanyu treated Qin Jingyan in the same way. The young couple started fooling around in the bustling foreign night market, attracting the attention of many tourists and stall owners.

When people see such a handsome man and beautiful woman, their eyes reveal either envy, kindness, or a smile reminiscing about the past.

“Oh, Xuanyu~ Let’s go to the beach tomorrow and relax.” Qin Jingyan hugged Lin Xuanyu’s arm and rested her head affectionately on his shoulder.

“Okay, but right now, I want to eat coconut ice cream!” Lin Xuanyu pointed to a small stall not far away.

“Okay! Please wait a moment, honey~ I’ll be right there!” Qin Jingyan immediately let go of him and ran to the ice cream stand next door.

“Here it comes~” A moment later, Qin Jingyan carefully carried a coconut shell filled with snow-white ice cream back to Lin Xuanyu’s side.

“Feed me.” Lin Xuanyu opened his mouth.

“Okay~” Qin Jingyan used a small spoon made from a coconut shell to scoop up a spoonful of ice cream and carefully brought it to her boyfriend’s lips.

As she watched his smile grow wider, the gloomy feeling that had been lingering in her heart gradually dissipated.

Lin Xuanyu ate the ice cream bite by bite. The cool and sweet sensation chased away the heat of the Bangkok night, but as it slid down his throat and into his stomach, it turned into an indescribable warmth.

He remembered the countless times he worked overtime until 11 p.m., dragging his tired body home, and he would always see Jingyan waiting for him at the dining table, with a bowl of nourishing soup she had prepared for him. She was the same way, afraid that he would be too tired to move, so she would feed him the soup spoonful by spoonful.

He then recalled his distant childhood, when little Jingyan with pigtails would clumsily feed herself her favorite matcha cake with a small fork.

And I would give her all my favorite potato chips at once.

Their fates had been intertwined since very, very long ago. Their lives had long been stained with each other’s colors, colors painted directly into their souls.

Lin Xuanyu knew that Jingyan loved him, that she truly loved him.

He loved her too.

She so desperately wanted to cherish the present and move towards the future with Qin Jingyan, carrying the past with them.

Lin Xuanyu accidentally got a bit of white ice cream on the corner of his mouth. Before he could wipe it off himself, Jingyan leaned over and gently licked the sweet little bit off with her warm tongue.

They smiled at each other, and all the gloom seemed to vanish in that kiss. Hand in hand, they rejoined the bustling crowd.

In the dimly lit room.

Zhao Chenyu felt as if a foreign object had invaded his buttocks.

Because a woman in a green dress was squatting behind Zhao Chenyu, inserting the head of a large syringe into Zhao Chenyu’s anus and injecting something.

Zhao Chenyu was so shocked that his whole body stiffened. He felt as if a huge block of ice had been forcibly stuffed into his intestines, and the chill spread up his spine.

“What…what are you doing?” Zhao Chenyu asked in a panic.

After the woman in green finished the injection, she took out an anal plug and forcefully blocked his anus. Then she stood up and said, “A swelling agent, huh? Don’t you like using your big thing to stretch other people’s anuses open? Well, let you experience it too. The more fluid in your own anus, the more it swells, haha~”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chenyu’s mind went blank, filled only with endless fear.

Soon, a gradually intensifying swelling sensation rose from his anus, a feeling of soreness and fullness like having an enema inserted but being unable to squeeze anything out.

It felt like constipation, followed by a slow, rising, intense pain that seemed to be bursting him from the most vulnerable part of his body.

“Ahhh!” Zhao Chenyu couldn’t help but let out a shrill cry of pain, while the four women remained unmoved, as if admiring their own creation.

“What’s wrong? Don’t you love having your backside licked? Now that it’s so full inside, aren’t you uncomfortable?” The woman in green held the woman in red’s hand and mocked.

“No…no! Please…spare me! Spare me—ah!” Zhao Chenyu completely broke down, crying and begging.

He was drenched in sweat, but it was all cold sweat.

An overwhelming urge to defecate and urinate surged into his brain, but the sphincter muscles in his anus were completely beyond his control.

The swelling inside his body made him feel that his male dignity was being shattered along with his intestines.

He was completely plunged into an abyss of helplessness and panic.

“Go! Go keep an eye on him, don’t let him die of pain so quickly, the real show has only just begun,” the woman in red ordered.

“Ugh, let me go~ It’s disgusting~” The woman in green complained reluctantly, but still frowned and walked behind Zhao Chenyu, who was convulsing violently.

Zhao Chenyu was trembling all over. He felt like a piece of meat being injected with water, a balloon being inflated to its limit. He really couldn’t hold on any longer, and with his last bit of strength, he let out a desperate scream—

“Ah—” Qin Jingyan opened her arms and let out a joyful shout towards the vast and boundless sea.

Koh Samet, the soft white sand glows like burning gold in the sunset. The waves are a transparent azure, rolling in layers, breaking into countless shimmering phosphorescent sparkles.

Qin Jingyan stood between the light and the sea, wearing a green bikini. Under the setting sun, it looked as if the hot clouds had been cut off and wrapped around her exquisite body. As she strolled along the beach, her sexy and hot body naturally attracted the attention of many tourists on the beach. However, when they saw her holding the hand of another handsome man, they showed a look of regret that she was already taken.

“Xuanyu~ Isn’t it beautiful here? Why do I feel like you’re still looking downcast?” Qin Jingyan shook Lin Xuanyu’s arm, staring at him with a worried expression but pretending to be nonchalant.

Two days have passed since they arrived in Koh Samet from Bangkok, and her boyfriend still seems preoccupied and depressed, which has gradually made Qin Jingyan lose interest in traveling.

“It’s beautiful~ The scenery is beautiful, but more importantly, you’re beautiful,” Lin Xuanyu said with a smile.

“What’s on your mind—” Qin Jingyan stretched out her hand towards the sea, “Just look at the sea and tell me!”

Lin Xuanyu smiled as he looked at the sea surface rolling with golden waves. Then, his gaze slowly moved down, from Qin Jingyan’s beautiful face to her slender neck, then to her full breasts encased in a bikini, and finally to her pert buttocks encased in green boxer shorts.

He suddenly reached out and, without Qin Jingyan being on guard, slipped his fingers into her buttocks.

“Ah! What are you doing~” Qin Jingyan’s body tensed instantly, as if she had been electrocuted. She hurriedly tried to dodge, her cheeks flushed, and she said shyly in a low voice, “There are so many people outside, don’t mess around… let’s talk about it when we get back to the hotel tonight…”

Lin Xuanyu asked casually, “Why aren’t you wearing that green anal plug today?”

Qin Jingyan’s body stiffened instantly. The blush on her face vanished completely in an instant, and all her shyness and smile froze.

Lin Xuanyu seemed oblivious to her dramatic change in expression and repeated, “Didn’t you wear the green heart-shaped anal plug Zhao Chenyu gave you?”

Qin Jingyan was trembling uncontrollably.

But Lin Xuanyu didn’t repeat himself. He released Qin Jingyan’s hand, looked at the churning sea, and said in a terrifyingly calm voice, “Jingyan, tell me, what is most important to us?”

Qin Jingyan was trembling violently. She stared blankly at Lin Xuanyu’s back, feeling that this back, which she had known for more than twenty years, suddenly became incredibly unfamiliar and distant at this moment.

The gentle sound of the surrounding waves now sounded like the roar of a wild beast, as if they were his admirers.

Lin Xuanyu didn’t wait for her reply. He said to himself, “For me, the most important thing is you.”

He turned around, looked at Qin Jingyan who had lowered her head and was crying uncontrollably, and asked again, “And you?”

A deathly silence fell, broken only by the howling sea breeze and the rolling waves.

“Splash splash splash…”

Inside the dimly lit prison, a sickeningly loud splashing sound echoed.

“Haha~ He peed again~ What’s wrong? He only ejaculated twenty times and he’s already done? He can’t even hold his pee anymore?” A girl in a green dress bent her finger and flicked the limp penis that was still drooping with urine.

The blow wasn’t heavy, but for the already extremely sensitive and vulnerable area, it felt like a red-hot needle piercing deep inside, causing Zhao Chenyu’s already numb body to twitch meaninglessly once again.

“Alright, I couldn’t control myself any longer.” A plump, dark-skinned woman in a blue dress gently advised, but unlike her gentle tone, she rubbed her fingers into Zhao Chenyu’s ravaged anus, as if she were groping for something.

The skin around the anus was already red and swollen, and the folds were still stained with a lot of dark red liquid that had already dried.

“Will you react if I continue stimulating his prostate?”

“Uh…” Zhao Chenyu’s throat was like a broken bellows, and he could only squeeze out a faint groan with all his might.

“No way! This won’t do! You can still ejaculate! Keep ejaculating!” A girl in a purple dress impatiently squatted down in front of Zhao Chenyu again, cursing as she stroked his penis, squeezing his scrotum like she was twisting a walnut.

Even with such torment, Zhao Chenyu’s body could no longer provide any decent response.

Seven women, each a rainbow in color—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—surrounded him completely in the center of the dim, swaying lamplight.

But at this moment, he is not a king with a harem, but a prisoner waiting to be drained of his last drop of life.

“Hmm~ Did it shoot again? It looks like water.” The woman in the purple dress spread out her palm and examined it carefully in the dim light.

On her fair palm, there were only a few drops of thin, almost transparent liquid that looked no different from water and had a faint fishy smell.

“Never mind, let’s continue.” The woman in the red dress watched the scene with great interest.

The seven women persisted, continuing to stroke Zhao Chenyu’s penis, stimulate his nipples, and knead his scrotum.

They had a clear division of labor and worked together seamlessly, stimulating every sensitive spot on his body. Zhao Chenyu was like a large toy tied to a stool, allowing these seven vixens to defile him.

They did not impose any punishment on Zhao Chenyu.

They just wanted to make Zhao Chenyu feel comfortable, comfortable, and always comfortable.

It felt so good that my lower abdomen cramped, so good that my scrotum ached, so good that my penis went numb, so good that what I ejaculated was red with a rusty smell.

“Shoot, shoot! Don’t you like shooting? Don’t you want rainbow beauties? We’re right here, why aren’t you shooting?”

“Haha~ Was it fun, bro? Was it fun?”

“Get hard! Get harder! Hurry up! I’ll make you hard!”

As Zhao Chenyu listened to the laughter of the women around him, the laughter seemed to fade into the distance. From the initial extreme sensitivity of his nerves being ignited, to the numbness of being overwhelmed by pleasure, and now to the complete loss of consciousness, he didn’t know how long he had been going through.

A strong will to survive sustained him; he couldn’t sleep, he couldn’t sleep! If he fell asleep, he would never wake up again.

But at that moment, the beautiful woman in red who had been in control of everything slowly leaned down, her fragrant breath brushing against his ear.

She uttered a cruel, whispered remark, shattering his last shred of will to live.

“You think you’re so powerful? Then why are you here, getting exhausted and killed by the seven of us—humans and transvestites?”

Zhao Chenyu’s already fading consciousness completely collapsed when he heard the words “transvestite”.

He could no longer open his heavy eyelids, he couldn’t close his mouth, drool was dripping from the corner of his mouth, he had lost sensation in his lower body, he only felt that the light in front of him was becoming more and more dazzling, the halo of light spread out in circles, and then slowly, slowly contracted, becoming darker and darker, and his vision was gradually swallowed by the boundless darkness.

Until it is completely dark.

“Click!”

It wasn’t just the view that was completely dark, but also the television in the detached house.

Lin Xuanyu held the remote control and turned off the video that had just been playing.

But the air still seemed to carry the nauseating smell of semen, urine, and blood from the video.

In front of the television, Aunt Ouyang, Liu Wanyi, Qin Jingyan, Lin Xuanman, Mu Qianning, Mu Lingze, and even Zhao Qingjun sat on the rainbow sofa, all of them pale with fright at the content of the video.

Lin Xuanyu’s icy gaze slowly swept over everyone on the sofa. Every woman whose gaze fell upon him seemed to be pricked by a needle, instinctively looking away, lowering her eyes, and daring not to meet his eyes.

Even Zhao Qingjun wasn’t ashamed; she was afraid.

He first walked up to Aunt Ouyang, leaned on the back of the sofa with both hands, and held her in his arms. He didn’t say anything, but stared at her with his unfathomable eyes, without any attempt to hide it.

Aunt Ouyang felt uneasy under the stare, her heart pounding wildly in her chest.

She knew she had let down the young man she considered her son.

But when she secretly glanced at Lin Xuanyu’s expression, it was cold and serious, as if this was the Xuanyu she had always hoped to see deep down. A morbid appreciation even sprouted from her fear.

She gradually stopped dodging, raised her still charming eyes, and met Lin Xuanyu’s gaze in the air.

Lin Xuanyu brought his lips close to her earlobe and whispered in her ear, “Aunt Ouyang, I know Uncle Qin was the one who wronged you first, but you’ve been crazy for so long, have you even forgotten who you are?”

These words struck Aunt Ouyang like a heavy hammer blow to her heart. All her pride, all her madness, all her desire for revenge seemed laughable at that moment, and she lowered her head completely.

Lin Xuanyu straightened up, not glancing at her again, and moved to stand in front of Mu Qianning. Mu Qianning was already terrified, and before he could get close, she covered her face with her hands. Lin Xuanyu gently stroked her head and said, “You did well this time.”

The sudden affirmation caused Mu Qianning’s tense body to relax somewhat.

But then Lin Xuanyu added, “But I can’t forgive your previous behavior either.”

Mu Qianning was startled and looked up as if to say something, but Lin Xuanyu’s hand was already in front of her.

“The past is too complicated, so let it go. Besides, I’ve come to understand some things.” Lin Xuanyu gazed at Mu Qianning, who was standing before him with tears streaming down her face. “Just pretend that the so-called concubine arranged by Aunt Ouyang doesn’t exist. No one should be a concubine.”

Mu Qianning lowered her head, her eyes filled with sadness and relief.

Lin Xuanyu moved in front of Mu Lingze, whose body was trembling uncontrollably, and she kept saying “I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” in a voice as soft as a mosquito’s buzz.

Lin Xuanyu gently patted her head, his voice even softer: “It’s okay, I know you’re a good girl. There are many things you can’t control. Just be yourself.”

With tears in her eyes, Mu Lingze nodded vigorously, then shrank back and hugged her sister Mu Qianning tightly.

He then moved to stand in front of his younger sister, Lin Xuanman. Lin Xuanman lowered her head and whispered almost inaudibly, “Brother…”

Lin Xuanyu looked at her and asked a pointed question: “Do you want to avenge Zhao Chenyu?”

Lin Xuanman’s body trembled violently, and she shook her head firmly, saying, “No… I… I know what’s more important now.”

Lin Xuanyu’s gaze softened considerably. He nodded and said, “Xuanman, you’re still young. You’ll find true love in the future.”

Lin Xuanman could no longer hold back and nodded, letting her tears fall silently.

He slowly walked up to his mother, Liu Wanyi. Liu Wanyi’s face was ashen, her lips bloodless. She looked at her son walking towards her, and the face she had known since childhood now felt incredibly unfamiliar and frightening.

Lin Xuanyu addressed her, but his voice was loud enough for everyone in the living room to hear clearly: “The reason we were put in the middle of this mess is because we didn’t want this beast to ruin our family. So, Mom, do you know what’s more important?”

Liu Wanyi looked up and stared at her son’s face, a face she had seen since childhood, yet it felt strangely unfamiliar to her.

She nodded heavily, tears streaming down her face: “Mom isn’t a good woman… Mom did something wrong… Mom—”

“Mom!” Lin Xuanyu suddenly reached out and grabbed Liu Wanyi’s cold hand, forcefully interrupting her confession.

He gripped her hand tightly and said to her, word by word, “Tell me, you were deceived by Zhao Chenyu.”

Liu Wanyi was stunned for a moment.

Lin Xuanyu ignored her astonishment, and simply tightened his grip, repeating, “Tell me, you’re bewitched and deceived by that beast Zhao Chenyu.”

Liu Wanyi suddenly understood what her son meant. She gazed into Lin Xuanyu’s firm eyes and repeated tearfully, “Yes…yes…Mom was deceived by Zhao Chenyu…Mom was bewitched…From now on, Mom only has you and your father.”

Lin Xuanyu breathed a long sigh of relief. But when he moved in front of Zhao Qingjun, the heart that had just settled down instantly jumped into his throat again.

Lin Xuanyu stared blankly at Zhao Qingjun, unsure of what to say.

On the contrary, Zhao Qingjun appeared unusually calm after the initial shock.

She raised her head, a faint smile on her face, and gazed at Lin Xuanyu’s face softly, saying, “Xuanyu, you don’t need to say anything more, I know what to do.”

“I’m sorry… Qingjun, I’m really sorry…” Lin Xuanyu’s voice was full of guilt.

“No one owes anyone anything.” Zhao Qingjun gently shook her head, her hand tenderly stroking her lower abdomen, a deep, unfathomable sorrow in her eyes. “This was… a mistake in the first place.”

“I’ll find a way to make it up to you, I…”

Zhao Qingjun shook her head again, interrupting him.

“Xuanyu, you let me be here instead of treating me as a scandal to be hidden. I already know your feelings for me. But…” She turned her head, glanced at Qin Jingyan who was covering her face and crying, a bitter smile appeared on her lips, and her voice was soft but resolute, “Your happiness is not with me.”

Lin Xuanyu’s smile was filled with gratitude and heartache.

Finally, Lin Xuanyu moved in front of Qin Jingyan.

At this moment, his childhood sweetheart was in tears, her makeup ruined, curled up on the sofa, repeatedly and painfully murmuring the words “I’m sorry”.

Lin Xuanyu looked down at her, his eyes filled with an overwhelming sense of heartache.

This is his childhood sweetheart, his lover, his past, his present, and his future.

He slowly reached out his hand to the girl before him, who was immersed in endless regret, and said in the gentlest voice of his life:

“Jingyan, we used to be envied by countless people, and our relationship used to be smooth sailing. But smooth sailing is impossible. During this period of turmoil, we both made mistakes and let each other down. Now let’s put all of that behind us and move forward together, okay?”

Qin Jingyan’s body, which had been convulsing from crying, suddenly stopped. She slowly raised her tear-streaked face and gazed at Lin Xuanyu in front of her.

This is her childhood sweetheart, her lover, her past, her present, and her future.

She reached out her hand, trembling, and said to Lin Xuanyu with unwavering determination:

“I do.”

The next second, Lin Xuanyu pulled Qin Jingyan into a tight embrace, as if trying to meld her into his own body. Qin Jingyan also clung tightly to Lin Xuanyu’s waist, buried her face in his chest, and burst into tears.

Amidst everyone’s tears, Lin Xuanyu threw the USB drive containing Zhao Chenyu’s video into the fire.

During the National Day holiday in October, the Lin Xuanyu and Qin Jingyan families returned to this familiar seaside villa.

The sun was setting, and the waves were crashing.

Lin Xuanyu walked alone toward the villa next door. In the corridor of the cabin, he saw that familiar figure again—Yue Feng.

Lin Xuanyu wanted to rush over and punch him, but after thinking about it, he gave up. After all, he had confirmed through Zhao Chenyu’s phone that Yue Feng was not an accomplice; he had only unintentionally helped Zhao Chenyu.

And then there’s Mu Yuping. Her chat history with her mother is something countless mature women have had. Her mother’s situation was just an unfortunate coincidence.

“Hey~ I see you again. Did you buy that villa?” Yue Feng greeted him.

“I was about to ask you the same thing, did you buy this villa?” Lin Xuanyu pointed to the villa where Yue Feng was.

Yue Feng laughed and led Lin Xuanyu to the barbecue platform outside the wooden house. As they passed the window of the wooden house, Lin Xuanyu glanced inside and saw Yang Qingle, Mu Yuping, Mu Xiaoting, and Zhou Fengling all together, surrounding three children, with laughter and chatter coming from time to time.

However, Lin Xuanyu’s heart was not stirred by anything; in fact, he felt a bit disgusted.

He felt that he had really changed.

Two men sat down on a bench by the sea, the sea breeze carrying a salty scent.

“You seem to be in a good mood,” Yue Feng said first.

“Yes, now that all my troubles are gone, I feel like I’ve become a different person,” Lin Xuanyu readily admitted.

“That’s good.” Yue Feng nodded, then took out his phone and swiped the screen as if he were reading a novel.

What novel are you reading?

Yue Feng didn’t answer directly. Instead, he looked up and threw a strange question at Lin Xuanyu: “Have you ever watched those TV dramas where a glamorous city girl falls head over heels in love with a penniless, rough country boy and marries him against her parents’ wishes?”

“After getting married, this young man not only neglected his work, but also smoked, drank, gambled, and even beat his wife. But this wife from the city just wouldn’t leave, wouldn’t fight back, and wouldn’t talk back when she was hit or cursed.” Yue Feng’s description was vivid, as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes.

“Some neighbors couldn’t bear to watch anymore and advised the young girl to run away quickly. They told her, ‘What are you doing this for? Take your child and run away. If you stay any longer, you’ll be ruined.’ But the girl, holding a toddler in one hand and touching her swollen belly with the other, said, ‘I’ve accepted my fate for the sake of my child.’”

After Yue Feng finished speaking, he stared into Lin Xuanyu’s eyes and asked, word by word, “Tell me, why doesn’t a girl like that leave?”

Lin Xuanyu smiled and said, “Although it’s not common, such things do happen in reality. As for why, you must have your own insights. Tell me about them.”

Yue Feng said, “There are many reasons, such as for the sake of the child, Stockholm syndrome, sunk costs… These are all things that are on the table. But there is one reason that no work of art is ashamed to mention or dare to express—this girl in the city was fucked by this young man.”

Lin Xuanyu’s brows furrowed instantly.

Yue Feng didn’t care about his reaction at all. Instead, he shrugged and added, “Do you think it’s possible? For those few tens of minutes of bliss, she could endure the remaining twenty-three hours of hell.”

Lin Xuanyu tilted his head and pondered for a moment, finding it somewhat interesting.

Yue Feng continued, “Furthermore, if you keep watching, when this couple is nearing forty, you’ll suddenly notice something very interesting. The husband, who’s been a scoundrel his whole life, seems to suddenly become sensible. He stops hitting people, knows to go out and work to earn money, and is much more polite to his wife and children. Meanwhile, the once submissive city girl begins to become arrogant and extremely shrewish, pointing her finger at her husband and cursing him every day at home, while the man can only lower his head and suffer in silence. Can you guess why this is?”

Lin Xuanyu smiled somewhat helplessly and continued, “You don’t want to say that because this woman is at the age where she is most sexually active, and the man who has been ‘working hard’ for half his life can no longer satisfy her, over time, the balance shifts and the situation suddenly reverses?”

Yue Feng clapped his hands suddenly and shouted, “That’s right!”

Lin Xuanyu shook his head speechlessly and smiled.

Yue Feng leaned back in his chair, gazing at the vast, turbulent sea in the distance, and sighed deeply: “Sigh… sex is something that everyone keeps silent when it’s discussed in public, as if it were some kind of monstrous flood. But in private, who doesn’t yearn for it, who doesn’t pursue it?”

“Don’t love, marriage, and having children all need this stuff? Just like salt, without it, life becomes bland.”

“We build walls of morality, only to find that we have created a room called desire.”

Lin Xuanyu listened quietly to him finish speaking, then looked up at the sea and asked softly, “So what are you trying to say?”

“Haha,” Yue Feng laughed heartily, “I don’t want to express anything, I just read some things recently and had some insights, so I wanted to share them with you, that’s all, haha.”

Seeing Yue Feng’s unrestrained laughter, Lin Xuanyu also laughed.

He knew that sex was important, that it was part of happiness; but he also knew that it was not an excuse for people like Yue Feng and Zhao Chenyu to destroy the happiness of others.

He stood up, brushed the sand off his shorts, and said to Yue Feng, who was still laughing, “Let’s go.”

Yue Feng waved his hand, still with his nonchalant attitude: “Goodbye!”

Lin Xuanyu didn’t turn around, but simply raised his arm and waved, casually replying, “Goodbye forever!”

Saying goodbye to Yue Feng felt like closing the last creaking window after a long storm.

Lin Xuanyu turned and walked back to the villa, his steps lighter than ever before.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty freshness, washed away the last trace of gloom from the depths of his soul.

Back in front of their villa, he saw a heartwarming scene on the beach.

His parents, Aunt Ouyang, and Uncle Qin, the four elders, were comfortably lying on beach chairs, enjoying the afterglow of the sunset and the ever-flowing sea breeze.

Dad picked up the teacup on the small table next to him. He was so engrossed in conversation that he didn’t notice a few drops of tea spilling onto his T-shirt. Mom gently took a tissue and wiped it off for her husband. Dad, however, grabbed Mom’s hand. A blush instantly spread across Mom’s cheeks. With a little effort, Dad pulled her close, and the couple embraced on the recliner.

But Uncle Qin’s style is different.

Seeing his old friend’s affectionate gesture, Uncle Qin put his arm around Aunt Ouyang’s shoulder, as if to give her a domineering hug.

But Aunt Ouyang’s shoulders seemed to have springs attached to them, and she easily shook off Uncle Qin’s restless arm.

Then, lying on her side with her back to Uncle Qin, she commanded, “Give me a shoulder massage.”

Uncle Qin, this once powerful and influential CEO, now acted like a petty official who had received a royal decree, happily massaging Aunt Ouyang’s shoulders. But after a few seconds, his hand slipped under Aunt Ouyang’s armpit.

“Haha~ Old Qin~ Don’t move, haha~”

Aunt Ouyang laughed heartily.

Lin Xuanyu stood not far away, watching the two couples of elders who were very different in style but equally loving. A warm feeling welled up in his heart, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

This is what life should be like: a life of quiet, warm companionship, and passionate, playful banter.

Let those memories remain in the past.

After all, one must always look forward.

He walked into the villa, where his sister, Lin Xuanman, was sitting cross-legged on the soft sofa, holding her phone, seemingly on a voice call. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her tone was impatient.

“Alright, alright, I got it. We’ll talk about it when I get back to school!”

A slightly anxious male voice came from the other end of the phone: “Xuanman! Xuanman! Don’t hang up, I’ve placed an order…”

But Lin Xuanman had already pressed the hang-up button without any hesitation.

She breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head, and saw Lin Xuanyu walking in. The impatience on her face instantly turned into surprise: “Brother! You’re back.”

Lin Xuanyu walked over with a smile and ruffled her hair: “Is that Weng Qiang? So persistent.”

“You bet it is. This guy is like a fly, always bothering me.” Lin Xuanman complained, but Lin Xuanyu clearly saw a faint blush creeping up her cheeks.

Lin Xuanyu understood, smiled and shook his head, then turned and walked upstairs, casually opening his WeChat Moments as he climbed the wooden stairs.

The latest update was posted by Mu Qianning, a close-up photo of her and Chu Yun.

In the photo, Mu Qianning is like a docile kitten, clinging to Chu Yun, her arms tightly wrapped around his, her cheek resting on his shoulder, her face filled with undisguised happiness and affection.

Chu Yun smiled, her eyes full of doting affection.

The next one is about Mu Lingze. A beautiful photo taken in a high-end Western restaurant, showing him and Zhao Qingjun sitting opposite each other, the candlelight flickering, the atmosphere just right.

Aunt Ouyang said that Zhao Qingjun should work in the group for a while first, and that she would support Zhao Qingjun no matter what choice she made in the future.

Everyone’s lives seemed to be moving in a positive direction, so Lin Xuanyu quickened his pace and arrived at the top floor of the villa.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a fragrant breeze rushed into my arms.

Qin Jingyan seemed to have been waiting for a long time. She hugged his neck tightly, buried her face in his chest, and greedily breathed in his familiar scent.

Lin Xuanyu’s heart was instantly filled. He closed the door behind him, then with a burst of strength, he scooped Qin Jingyan up in his arms and carried her into the room with a soft cry.

Their eyes met, and a thousand words melted into each other’s gaze. There was no more suspicion, no more pain, no more twisted quirks, only the precious joy of something lost and found again.

Lin Xuanyu slowly lowered his head and kissed the two soft lips he loved so much. Qin Jingyan responded passionately. Their tongues chased and intertwined in each other’s mouths, exchanging saliva, as if trying to completely merge the other into their own bodies.

After a long while, their lips parted. Both of them were slightly out of breath, forehead to forehead, feeling each other’s hot breath.

“Did you just go to the flower garden?” Lin Xuanyu asked.

“Hmm~ I bought a small succulent.” Qin Jingyan took Lin Xuanyu’s hand and walked to the open-air balcony.

On a white flower stand in the corner of the balcony sat a delicate little ceramic pot. Qin Jingyan pointed to it and said, “A small jade dewdrop.”

Lin Xuanyu’s gaze fell on the little guy.

The plump leaves are crystal clear and emerald green, as if they were carved from the finest jade, and they grow exceptionally lush.

What touched him most was that a brand new little bud had sprouted between the two plump leaves.

Lin Xuanyu gently embraced Qin Jingyan from behind, holding her full figure in his arms, his chin resting on her shoulder. Together, they gazed at the tender buds that symbolized new life.

A vibrant green shoot stubbornly emerged from the tiny life, and under the golden sunlight, it seemed to contain a cluster of stars, so dazzling that one could not look away.

The word “green” has been imbued with the malice of betrayal, yet it clearly symbolizes new life, hope, and vitality.

Just like him and Jingyan, after weathering the storm, they finally ushered in a brand new beginning for them.

This time, the deepening greenery is only for each other.

(Greenery – The End)