Impersonated Husband – Chapter 31: Wen Mingcheng (3)

In fact, I was very restrained at first, and didn’t carry out my plans for a long time.

Because back then, I was obsessed with my relationship with A-Zhen every day.

From the moment I discovered that I liked him, that was the beginning of the journey that entrenched me step by step.

To be honest, during the first half of my life when I was still half human and half monster with incomplete humanity, I was not confused by emotion or desire. I looked at mine and other people’ desires with cold objectivity, so my plans never failed.

In high school, I found a lot of portraits of me in his room. That was when I knew I had succeeded once again.

From that day on, our inhuman love began.

The love I had for him was the most beautiful emotion I had ever experienced as a freshman in high school. We would hold hands, kiss occasionally, and walk together in the flourishing world.

I always asked him to say that he liked me. When he said this, he always lowered his head and turned his head to the side without looking at me. It seemed casual, but from my angle, I could see that his cheeks were red and his eyelashes were trembling.

I couldn’t help but touch his face and hair.

The feeling was indescribably wonderful.

For the first time, I deeply felt the beautiful, positive emotions of being a human being. I fell into it completely, and because I couldn’t help myself, I just indulged in it and enjoyed it.

He was like my soul outside my body. I couldn’t leave him for a moment, and I had no time to care about anything else in this world except for him.

And after going to university, the last friend around him, Wen Mingyi, also disappeared. He completely belonged to me.

When I was eighteen or nineteen years old, I was so arrogant that I thought I had him completely. That I had complete control over a living human being.

Even if he moved to a new school and new people wanted to get close to him, it didn’t matter. They were all fireflies who could be easily crushed to death.

Until White Day during my freshman year.

The festive atmosphere was very potent, whether inside or outside of school. The whole city was full of roses and lovers. Snowflakes floated through the sky as young couples hugged and kissed, and the air was full of love and romance. 

I intended to take our relationship further. In my opinion, this was a natural thing. Additionally, ever since I became his boyfriend, his attitude toward me had been a bit unnatural. I knew that this was because we had been friends for years and he momentarily couldn’t adapt.

Therefore, I needed an opportunity for him to get closer to me and fully accept me.

That day, I took him to watch a romance movie that was currently popular, the theme of which was love and freedom. The main actor implicitly expressed his frank and positive attitude toward sex. Afterward, we went to a lively and passionate concert and had dinner at a rose-themed restaurant in the evening.

The atmosphere was just right. We didn’t return to school that night.

I had prepared in advance and booked the best room in the most upscale hotel in the city.

This room faced the sea and had huge floor-to-ceiling windows. I intended to spend a quality night with him and then greet the morning sunrise together.

He was still a young man, with a body so slender and light, but he was well-proportioned, his skin fresh and tender. His waist and abdomen were coated in a thick pink, and his limbs were like lotus roots, the undulation of his contours smooth and charming.

Stunned by his beauty, I couldn’t help but hold his calf, squeezing the soft white flesh between my fingers…..

Youthfulness, bewilderment, shyness, everything was displayed before me.

When our passion was intense, he cried and called out, overwhelmed. I had placed his hands on my back, but found that in the end that he had endured very hard, not having the heart to scratch me.

So pitiful and cute.

My body and soul were greatly stimulated, and I almost wanted to hold him until death.

But in the middle of the night, he had already fallen asleep tiredly. I looked at his extremely graceful feet exposed outside the blanket and couldn’t help but hold them in my hands and play with them.

His feet were no less beautiful and lovely than their owner. The soles of his feet were slim and soft, the toes round and neat. I couldn’t put them down.

I barely slept that night. Holding him in my arms, I felt the touch of his skin and the temperature of his body. Sometimes I put my ear against his chest to listen to his heartbeat, and sometimes I placed my fingers on his neck to feel the flow of his blood.

Finally, I buried my head in his neck and pressed my cheek against his hair, then contentedly fell asleep with him in my arms.

He was like my regained soul, and I could not let go for a moment.

I wanted to watch the sunrise on the sea with him and do all the sweet, romantic things lovers did, but it was a pity that it was cloudy that morning by the time the sun came out.

And when he woke up that morning, I unexpectedly saw regret and fear in his eyes.

It was like a basin of water had been poured over me from head to toe, washing away all of my passion.

I didn’t know why he regretted it.

Could it be that I lost control of myself and went too far, making him uncomfortable?

Or…..did he not like me?

This conjecture made me feel the taste of fear.

This was the first time I had felt afraid. The feeling was unfamiliar and painful, and he should have also felt such pain at that time.

I didn’t want him to be emotionally tormented. I wanted him to be happy, but I didn’t know what he was afraid of or why he regretted it.

So I measured him according to my own values. I thought he was like this because he was afraid I didn’t like him, so I held him in my arms and promised him over and over again that I would love him forever.

He gave me a forced smile.

I buried my head in his neck, our chests touching, hearts beating together.

Love me. You will love me forever, Wei Zizhen.

But he was stuck in his own emotions, and didn’t give me the same response.

However, he wasn’t even upset for a few days before he became happy again.

Seeing him smile once more, I breathed a sigh of relief at last.

Once the incident had passed, I pondered it again and eventually attributed his negative emotions to my poor performance.

Perhaps my lack of restraint caused him to suffer. In the future, I should not overdo it.

We began to enjoy a sweet relationship again, and after physical intimacy, our souls became more and more compatible. There was no longer any strangeness or discomfort in his eyes. He had completely accepted me.

We mutually possessed one another and became a true couple.

At that time, neither Mingyi nor marriage were anything to fear in my eyes.

A-Zhen only regarded Mingyi as his little sister, and marriage was just a combination of interests. I would not be stingy with the benefits the Wei family wanted, and could give more than Mingyi. I believed that the Wei family understood this.

And because matters that arose out of interests were the easiest to solve.

In fact, according to common sense, there was nothing wrong with my plan. But things don’t usually work according to common sense, and there are always things in this world that you can’t foresee.

What shattered my dream was the presence of my father.

Without letting A-Zhen know, he came to my school alone to find me.


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3 thoughts on “Impersonated Husband – Chapter 31: Wen Mingcheng (3)

  1. “He was like my soul outside my body. I couldn’t leave him for a moment, and I had no time to care about anything else in this world except for him.”

    That is sickly beautiful 😖 Now I am thinking that the original Mingcheng is no better than the scary thing

    Thank you for the updates 🥰

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