Kyoto Night Kiss

A jumble of items lay scattered on the floor: tissues, lipstick, sticky notes, keychains...

Qu Yun stood quietly in the middle of the clutter, unbuttoning her coat one button at a time.

Her face was expressionless, numb like a lifeless robot.

I took off my coat, and also my long-sleeved shirt underneath.

Qu Yun grabbed her pants with her fingertips, trying to pull them down as well.

"That's enough," Lu Junhe's hoarse voice rang out again.

He looked at Qu Yunxue's fair skin, slender figure, and back straightened with all her might, his eyes stinging.

"Put your clothes on."

Qu Yun ignored him, and sighed self-deprecatingly, "This is nothing."

"You didn't believe me, did you?"

As early as when Lu Junhe uttered the word "exploit".

She had already been stripped naked and was standing in front of everyone to be judged.

Lu Junhe picked up the clothes from the ground and put them on Qu Yun. He tried to button them up with the simplest buttons, but couldn't manage it.

Qu Yun was very well-behaved and didn't move an inch.

Only after Lu Junhe withdrew his hand did she raise her eyes, look into the man's deep eyes, and say calmly, "Lu Junhe, you have never believed me."

"You'll help me solve the problem, but you've never once trusted me."

He didn't even believe she truly loved him.

I don't believe in this love, and it hasn't stopped to this day.

After Qu Yun finished speaking, she looked away. "I didn't steal the documents, but it's true that I entered the study without permission and read their contents."

"You can call the police if you want, do whatever you want, I will cooperate."

She only regretted that she thought of Lu Junhe's face the moment she was about to take the things away.

Thinking of the grief he felt when he lost his grandfather.

If she really stole it, would Lu Junhe not even be entitled to pay respects to his grandfather in the future?

Those were his closest relatives in the world.

The house was deathly silent in the dead of night. Outside the window, the evening wind swirled the shadows of the trees, casting long shadows on the floor inside, like a dark hand that could drag a person into hell.

Lu Junhe's grandmother seemed tired of standing, so she sat down in a sandalwood chair and sneered, "Miss Qu is so tough, she even dares to yell at the police here."

"Our Lu family has been living in seclusion for many years, leading a peaceful life. Now even cats and dogs can come up and bully us."

The old lady's eyelids, covered with fine lines, drooped. She turned her head slightly and instructed the maid beside her, "Go and call Ah Biao to get the tools."

"If we don't give an explanation for this today, where will the Lu family's face be? Won't we be at the mercy of others in the future!"

Qu Yun didn't understand what that so-called guy was.

She frowned.

Lu Junhe's expression suddenly changed. He pulled Qu Yun behind him and said, "I brought her back."

"If you want to touch her, you'll have to step over my dead body first."

As soon as she finished speaking, a rustling sound came from behind Qu Yun, and something very hard pressed against the back of her head.

She slowly turned around and saw an extremely fierce-looking face, with sharp, protruding cheekbones and a long, grotesque scar running diagonally from her brow bone to her jaw.

A long, dark snake, with a red tongue, is tattooed on the side of his face, winding its way to his neck.

However, when Qu Yun saw clearly what the person was holding, her blood froze.

The other person held a black gun, the muzzle pointed directly at her forehead, a chill running down Qu Yun's spine.

Qu Yun felt an unbelievable panic surging in her heart.

There are actually real guns here.

Her understanding of the Lu family was only the tip of the iceberg.

"So you're scared out of your wits?" A sinister glint flashed in the old lady's eyes as she raised her hand to signal Ah Biao to load the gun.

"This gun has six chambers, but I only had someone load one bullet into it."

"I'll have someone fire a shot. If it misses, consider yourself lucky, and I'll let you go immediately without further ado. But if you get hit by that one shot, consider it your own fault. If you dare to come here with malicious intentions, you'll have to bear the consequences."

Qu Yun's face had turned deathly pale.

She never imagined that the scenes she had only seen in movies would one day actually happen to her.

She involuntarily took a step back and bumped into a hard body.

Lu Junhe moved with lightning speed, raising his hand and snatching the revolver away in one swift motion.

He knew all too well his grandmother's relentless nature.

"One bullet, right?" Lu Junhe asked, a hint of obsessive and mad red tinged with his eyes.

Before anyone could react, Lu Junhe pointed the gun at his own forehead and pulled the trigger.

A loud "bang" was heard.

Qu Yun screamed in fright, her whole body trembling.

She didn't even have time to check if Lu Junhe was alright before he fired the remaining four shots.

Qu Yun completely broke down, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

She covered her head and huddled on the ground, not daring to look at anything.

She was terrified that Lu Junhe would get into trouble right before her eyes.

Fortunately, all five shots were fired empty.

Lu Junhe slowly lowered his gun, a hint of weariness in his eyes. "All five shots missed."

"Now, can you let her go?"

He walked over to Qu Yun and tried to pull her up from the ground.

Qu Yun jerked back, her hands and feet trembling. She screamed uncontrollably, "No...don't come any closer! Don't touch me! Get away! Stay away from me!"

Lu Junhe was taken aback. Looking at Qu Yun's panic, he slowly realized something.

He tried his best to hide the gun behind his back.

Seeing that Lu Junhe was alright, Qu Yun hastily wiped away her tears. She didn't want this man to leave.

She was just too scared...

"I..." Qu Yun cried out until her voice was hoarse. She had no strength left, so she could only kneel on the ground and reach out to touch Lu Junhe to see if he was alright.

The man took a step back, his expression indifferent: "Aren't you going to get lost?"

"Does it really have to be shot?"

Ah Biao stood aside, constantly trying to snatch the gun from Lu Junhe's hand.

The old lady waved her hand, silently signaling him to stop moving.

Qu Yun shook her head.

She knew this wasn't Lu Junhe's true feeling.

"Are you... are you alright? Why did you fire so many shots...?"

Lu Junhe lowered his eyelashes and looked down at her condescendingly. "Stay away from me."

"From now on, don't get involved in the Lu family's affairs, and don't come near me again."

Qu Yun continued to shake her head, "Don't be sarcastic, Lu Junhe, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man coldly interrupted her.

Lu Junhe pulled out a gun from behind him, lifted Qu Yun's chin, and said, "I was just playing with you, and you actually took it seriously?"

"Do you know how easily you can be fooled? You said no, but I just beckoned you with my finger and you came to my bed."

Qu Yun looked up in surprise, trying to glean something from the man's face.

He wasn't lying.

The gun barrel that terrified her slapped her cheek again and again.

Lu Junhe was getting impatient: "Do you want me to continue?"

"Qu Yun, I have never believed you, nor have I ever loved you."