The King of Curses

Chapter 225
That short yet long road, the light of the headlights sometimes illuminates the zebra crossing, sometimes it is a road sign, and sometimes it is a dim corridor;
The sound of the wind whistled in from the car window as we passed through the mountain tunnel. The light of the traffic lights passed through the vehicles that were packed like sardines in a can. The buildings on both sides of the road were covered with a gray filter. The lifeless iron-gray buildings were like lying railroad tracks stretching to the end of the city...

He could hear his own rapid breathing and could not see the face of the woman sitting next to him.

Looking back now, Cen Dongsheng felt as if he was dreaming, and what remained in his mind were illogical, disjointed fragments. He could hardly remember what happened when he drove home, because a burning emotion was boiling in his chest, and his brain seemed to be in a dream.

It was not until they returned to their doorsteps and saw the familiar scenery that their minds, which had been racing on the delusional train, slowly calmed down.

"call."

He slowly parked the car back in place, turned off the engine and removed the key.

The carriage became quiet.

For a moment, Cen Dongsheng reluctantly raised his head to look at the woman in the passenger seat, suspecting that he had misunderstood her meaning, or worried that he would hear an answer from her that was not to his liking.

"Sister Zhizhen."

He spoke with difficulty, his throat hoarse as if it had been burned by fire.

"……I am here."

The woman responded to him, but no emotion could be heard.

Although he felt that what he was about to say would be stupid, he was not a smart person to begin with, and once his brain was driven by impulsive emotions, he became even more reckless.

But enough stupid things have been done, the only question is whether they will be forgiven afterwards.

So, Cen Dongsheng rudely raised his confusion:

"Sister Zhizhen, I'm worried that I misunderstood you. You won't... regret it, right?"

This is the hesitation shown by a fool who has lived two lives, is still a virgin after the age of thirty, and meets true love for the first time.

Of course, another reason was that An Zhizhen was too important to him.

Her significance and her influence covered two lives and left the deepest mark in his life.

During those eight years, as a member of the ruling bureau, he was just like all the people who lived under the glory of the philosopher king, just looking up at the high statue, and the distance between them was like a chasm...

To be precise, there is no "each other" at all. They are the two most distant poles in the world, and no one would believe that there is any connection between them.

Like everyone around him, Cen Dongsheng was full of respect for the Philosopher King and admired that woman. Even though he did not regard her as a god, he regarded her as an idol because she brought peace and stability to himself and everyone else.

If there was no philosopher king, he would continue to live a wandering life in darkness and displacement, swept away by the disasters brought by ghosts and curse masters, and would never have peace.

This kind of gratitude and respect is hidden in the heart of a man who is not good at expressing his emotions, and perhaps even he himself does not know what it means.

During the two months of living together after rebirth, the distance between the man and the woman who had not yet become a "god" was shortened, and their relationship was no longer distant.

He regards An Zhizhen as a family member. There is an emotion between them that can bring a close connection. They are close to each other; however, in his heart, perhaps there is a place that cannot be brought closer, a subtle...close yet far away.

In comparison, the relationship between Cen Dongsheng and Yi Qingyan may be softer and more genuine, and they can easily enter each other's hearts; after all, they only met once before their rebirth.

This sense of distance that always exists but appears and disappears from time to time finally turns into the current hesitation at this moment.

A relationship that can be crossed with just one light step, but the man is hesitant because of an unpredictable slowness. If it were a woman, she would have slapped him in the face.

But the elder sister obviously doesn't care about this clumsiness. She regards it as a cute trait in men.

The woman covered her lips lightly and laughed happily.

"You've been holding it in for so long, only to say something like this. Really, you're ruining the good atmosphere."

"……Feel sorry."

"Are you regretting it?"

"No way. If I regretted it, I wouldn't be a man."

Cen Dongsheng answered firmly.

Precisely because he is in a high position, and because he has witnessed with his own eyes "her" who is revered like a god, the sense of conquest of ravaging the sacred and noble has aroused the sexual impulse derived from the most primitive instinct of men; what's more, after taking off the cloak of status and position, Sister Zhizhen's appearance is a peerless beauty that can easily arouse people's hearts and make them fantasize.

But... they are lovers, and desire alone cannot drive this relationship to continue. If he talks about love, he feels like he is being offensive. The memories of the past life are no longer an obstacle at this moment, but a subtle obstacle that is difficult to explain in words.

"Me too. I don't regret it either."

An Zhizhen said.

"There's not that much difference between women and men. We can feel the surge of love for someone, and we can also have a deep desire for intimacy... We have this tacit understanding between us, don't we?"

The elder sister's tone was as gentle as always, but this time, there was an unexpected frankness in it; her voice was trembling slightly, just like the fingertips that were caressing his face.

He heard her breathing becoming rapid and erratic, and he saw a blush on her cheeks, as if she was aroused.

Cen Dongsheng's body slowly relaxed.

"Just one step to cross"

Yes, it's that simple.

How can we know the truth about the past? Just let it go.

Just like on the scale of life, his weight as a curse master far exceeds that of an ordinary person; those seemingly long years of looking up to each other every day cannot compare to these few months of living together day and night.

In front of him is just a woman who is longing for love, the one he loves the most. What is he still hesitating about?

Without saying a word, he stretched out his hand, picked up the woman's soft and plump body, and got out of the car amidst the woman's small exclamation.

He strode forward, opened the door, slammed it shut with his foot, kicked off his shoes, and walked upstairs.

"You are too impatient."

The woman in his arms did not resist, but just chuckled and teased, until she was thrown onto the bed and pressed down by the man, then she seemed to remember something.

"Wait, Dongsheng, I haven't taken off my shoes yet, and I still have clothes..."

"It doesn't matter if you don't change it, right?" "Humph... you're really impatient."

……

There was a sound of muffled thunder outside the window, which seemed to herald the coming of a storm.

The low pressure before the storm makes the window screen stick to the glass, and the water droplets from the air conditioner meander in a snake-like trajectory on the wall tiles.

After a long kiss, An Zhizhen raised her head and sighed deeply. She pushed her slightly wet hair behind her head, loosened her arms, and slowly stood up from the man's arms.

"My lips are a little dry, would you like a drink?"

There was a refrigerator in the bedroom, which was filled with wine that both women and men loved to sip. An Zhizhen took out the chilled champagne and two tall glasses.

Cen Dongsheng sat on the bed, adjusting his breathing, looking at the woman's graceful back as she bent slightly to pour wine in front of the window, but found that he could not calm down at all.

When An Zhizhen turned around, she saw the man behind her breathing increasingly rapidly like a wild beast, as if he was about to pounce on her and pin her to the ground at any time.

"Come on, don't be in a hurry, let's have a drink..."

An Zhizhen sat back in the man's arms with the wine glass in her hand. Just as she was about to put the rim of the glass to his lips, her slender wrist was firmly grasped at this moment. Amid her exclamation, their wine glasses clinked together, making a crisp sound.

They drank the wine ravenously, savoring each other's sweet fruity aroma. However, some of the cold wine still overflowed and flowed down their hot skin, but none of it was wasted.

"Love for a person surges in my heart, and I crave intimacy from the bottom of my heart" -

This is how Sister Zhizhen described her emotions at the moment, and he confirmed it with his body.

Cen Dongsheng only felt that everything he saw and touched was alluring and breathtakingly beautiful.

Obviously, before this, they had secretly tried various ways of playing that would not lead to the final step, and had whispered to each other countless times.

He thought he had developed a resistance to the beauty of women.

However, it turned out to be just a joke.

When An Zhizhen was in love, she was the embodiment of the word "charm". She was flawless and soft as jade. She was the most wonderful creation of God, far beyond his tolerance threshold.

The skin touched by Cen Dongsheng's fingertips sank slightly, and with every inch he moved, the fire in the man's heart jumped up a bit.
His mouth was dry, his head was hot, and all that was left before his eyes was a pure expanse of snow.

"Sister Zhizhen... Sister... I..."

He could no longer suppress the desire in his heart. The string of reason was already only a fragile one and could break at any time.

And after his hoarse voice, he received a tacit embrace, a gentle acceptance, and her loving confession:
——"I love you, Cen Dongsheng."

So, Cen Dongsheng completely liberated his desires.

……

During the sage time, a man sometimes thinks that "things between men and women are just like this", and only he realizes how wrong he is.

Perhaps physical pleasure is not enough to change his strong mind, but the feeling of being with his loved ones can make a man's soul float to heaven.

It is a sense of security that comes from having one's inner desires completely satisfied; and after the sense of security, there is a fire that burns even more fiercely.

Driven by instinct, being with the one you truly love in the most intimate way, you naturally know how to find happiness in each other.

At a certain moment, he felt like the master, completely conquering the perfect body under him.

Although it was usually the adults who took the initiative to seduce her in the past, this was her first time after all, so she rarely showed any timidity, and was much more shy than before...

But unfortunately, this passive situation soon ended.

After her elder sister got used to it, she quickly showed the strength that was imprinted in her instincts.

Before he could react to what was happening, Cen Dongsheng was gently pushed onto the bed by An Zhizhen.

The long, jet-black hair fell gently like the night.

He felt as if he were embracing a flame, a dancing fire;
However, the action was gentle and loving, as always, and it brought out the mature charm of an older woman. He was accustomed to it, so he had no resistance.

But at this moment, Cen Dongsheng suddenly felt that the maternal love that An Zhizhen usually displayed, which was like the caring nature of a real sister, was itself a disguise - a trap set only for him.

Beneath that loving appearance lies an invisible love that is as deep as the abyss.

He felt that he was controlled by impulse just now, and turned into an uncontrollable beast, ready to attack the woman at any time; but that was just his momentary impulsiveness;

But my elder sister is different. When she takes off her gentle disguise, what is revealed is a beast of love with an extraordinary desire for control and fanatical emotions.

Panting mixed with murmurs, An Zhizhen no longer held back, revealing her desire to swallow him in, to become one with him, to digest him completely.

Cen Dongsheng clenched his teeth, but she whispered a laugh in his ear like a witch.

His mind went blank for a moment, with a faint light flickering in front of his eyes, and then he was caught off guard by the sudden eruption, like a volcano.

……

"Can we continue?"

After resting for a while, he heard a hoarse whisper with a hint of laughter in his ears, and a slender arm wrapped around his neck like a snake.

The woman was clearly not satisfied.

And so was he.

Moreover, this time it is not just about satisfying desires, it is also about... a man's dignity.

Cen Dongsheng took a deep breath and responded in a deep voice.

"...Don't underestimate me."

He knew that those flirting tactics were useless in front of his elder sister, so the next moment, he used the most brutal and direct physical force, which was also his only way to defeat the opponent and become the master.

(End of this chapter)