Rose of Heaven

139-140

    It was too quiet here.
    When the two of them didn't talk, it was as quiet as lying in a coffin buried deep underground.
    This metaphor was a bit ominous, but Cheng Yaosi couldn't think of a more appropriate one. The broken wood and broken wall stones exuded a rotten smell, which was a very bad feeling for him. It easily reminded him of the time when Gu Ci'en had just died.
    It was damp, cold, closed, and without sunlight.
    And Lin Jingmo didn't speak either.
    Aren't girls under the age of twenty usually chattering?
    She was so patient, which was completely different from what he thought.
    So, between ignoring her and exposing her, Cheng Yaosi chose the latter.
    Lin Jingmo on the opposite side decided to lie without changing his expression.
    "No, I'm very sad."
    Anyway, no one can see each other, Lin Jingmo said, and made a silent vomiting expression.
    SHe was surprised by herself.
    Cheng Yaosi sneered and let out a very low puff. Lin Jingmo thought about it and said seriously: "I really don't want you to get into trouble. At times like this, it's better to have someone accompany you than to be alone."
    "So at other times, do you want me to die?"
    His voice was light. Lin Jingmo didn't know why he suddenly became so unreasonable. Maybe sick people do have strange tempers.
    Don't like someone so you want him to die?
    Lin Jingmo frowned: "I'm not as perverted as you."
    I don't know what made him laugh. Lin Jingmo heard his low laugh, not the kind of snort or sneer. If there was light now, maybe he could see the laugh lines at the corners of his eyes.
    Crazy.
    Lin Jingmo cursed in his heart.
    "We? Who else?"
    He stopped laughing and started to ask again.
    Lin Jingmo lay down. Sitting for a long time made her waist uncomfortable.
    Her voice came out close to the ground, with a muffled echo.
    "No one, referring to those who think that they can control the fate of others because they have more power, and that they are the only ones who deserve to live a good life and others deserve to be ants and be stepped on."
    Cheng Yaosi was a little surprised that she would say such a thing. Her tone was very calm, like she was reciting a monologue, but in the dark silence, every word she said was like a declaration of war on the whole world.
    "At your age, you will be a middle school student."
    "Middle school student?" Lin Jingmo curled her lips coldly. He was indeed the same as others: "So Mr. Cheng agrees with what those people did?"
    Cheng Yaosi closed his eyes. He did not fail to hear her sarcasm. He said slowly: "I don't agree with them, nor do I agree with your naive ideas. If one day you have rights, you will know that rights themselves are a kind of mistake. Your existence, for others, is itself a kind of control that cannot be chosen. The law of the jungle is the essence of survival. Begging for a little mercy and sympathy from those in power in order to survive has already handed over the right to choose your own destiny."
    Lin Jingmo listened quietly and smiled silently: "You are right, begging is useless."
    Cheng Yaosi looked in the dark at the place where her voice came from, letting go of the curiosity that was gradually growing in his heart.
    Perhaps, she had encountered something before, so she used a false side to protect herself?
    What kind of girl is under that mask ?
    The space fell into silence again.
    Not long after, Lin Jingmo's stomach began to make a gurgling sound.
    But this is not the most fatal thing.
    She wants to urinate.
    This is a very realistic problem.
    The big one can be held in, but the small one will need to be discharged sooner or later even if she doesn't replenish water.
    Lin Jingmo couldn't help but steal a glance in the direction of Cheng Yaosi, wondering if this man had this desire.
    Thinking of this, the scene of her grabbing two handfuls of "plasticine" also came into her mind.
    How embarrassing.
    She turned her face and groped around with one hand, making a little noise. Cheng Yaosi opened his eyes and couldn't see anything. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned on the screen. He looked at the time and it was almost eight o'clock.
    He pointed the screen at Lin Jingmo. She was lying there holding her belly, and still kept one arm on the edge of the rocks.
    Seeing him looking over, Lin Jingmo quickly retracted her hand and continued to make a shrimp shape.
    "Is there something wrong?"
    This looked a bit guilty, so Cheng Yaosi waited for a few seconds and asked.
    "Nothing."
    Lin Jingmo struggled for a few seconds, but still couldn't tell him what she wanted to do.
    Cheng Yaosi no longer cared about her.
    As time passed, the soreness became more and more unbearable.
    Lin Jingmo listened carefully and found that Cheng Yaosi seemed to be asleep.
    Men's bladders are really great.
    She squatted and dug out some finer dirt from the rocks with her hands, and barely piled them together. She also spent a very long time preparing herself mentally.
    Finally, her stomach was so swollen that it began to hurt, and Lin Jingmo gritted her teeth.
    Can a living person be suffocated to death by urine?
    She tiptoed to pull her pants down halfway, and felt awkward for a few minutes. She couldn't help it anymore, so she slowly excreted.
    With the cushion of the pile of soil, the sound was not loud, but it was still very clear in this space.
    The sound of the thin stream of water lasted for a while, and Lin Jingmo felt relaxed all over. She quickly used a broken wooden stick to mix the pile of soil and swept it to the base of the wall, and piled another layer of stones on the outside.
    During this time, she kept an eye on Cheng Yaosi's movements. Fortunately, there was no movement on his side.
    Lin Jingmo took out the mouthspray  from her bag and sprayed it wildly, and then she was done.
    What she didn't know was that Cheng Yaosi woke up as soon as she took off her pants.
    When he heard the sound of dripping water, Cheng Yaosi reacted belatedly. It was human nature. He didn't feel disgusted, but he did feel a little subtle.
    For a moment, he was thinking about what he should do if he wanted to solve it.
    Lin Jingmo changed her posture and moved away from the place where she committed the crime, but this way, she was closer to Cheng Yaosi.
    She could only try her best to keep the line in the middle from touching him, and then closed her eyes and went to sleep.
    Cheng Yaosi had taken a nap in the afternoon and was not sleepy at all.
    He was thinking about things in his mind.
    Liu Shaokang knew he was here, and if he was okay, he should find someone to rescue him as soon as possible.
    He was not worried because Cheng Yaoning would be in charge of the company. However, Li Mingze might take this opportunity to acquire a large number of shares in his company.
    Just as he was thinking about it, a bunch of furry hair touched his neck.
    He tilted his head slightly. Although he couldn't see, he knew that the girl behind him had moved over at some point. Cheng Yaosi didn't wake her up. He didn't know why. Maybe he felt tired and there was no need. Besides, he even heard the sound of her urinating. It was a feeling that there was a bottom line that had been moved very low, and nothing else mattered.
    Anyway, Cheng Yaosi lay there without moving.
    Not long after, her arm was around his waist.
    Below the shoulder blades, two soft things were pressed there, rising and falling slowly with her breathing.
    If he hadn't heard her breathing pattern, Cheng Yaosi would have thought she was trying to seduce him.
    Because she not only hugged his waist, but also touched his lower abdomen a few times.
    That kind of unconscious groping.
    This was a habit that Lin Jingmo developed from sleeping with Zhou Yanzheng.
    She liked to draw lines along the texture on Zhou Yanzheng's abdominal muscles.
    It's still the same now.
    She opened Cheng Yaosi's suit jacket with her fingers, and slid her fingers through his shirt.
    But maybe the feeling was wrong, she touched fabric. Lin Jingmo moved her hand back and forth twice and then retracted it. She muttered something and turned over, with her back to Cheng Yaosi.
    Cheng Yaosi raised his hand that he had originally intended to move her claws away, and felt his head start to hurt again.