So Much For Love

Under the moonlight, Judy strolled slowly along the path in the park, soft music playing in her earphones.

Her eyes shimmered with anticipation and loneliness as she watched the sweet couples nearby, a longing rising within her.

"Sigh... I envy them," Judy murmured softly.

Eighteen years of single life had made her accustomed to thinking alone, walking alone, laughing alone, and crying alone.

She looked up at the sky, towards the boundless stars, and shouted, "Heavens above, could you also grant me a man?"Her voice echoed in the night sky, surprising those around her.

Embarrassed, Judy's face flushed red as she quickly covered it with her hand, hurrying away from the scene.

She found a bench, sat down, took a deep breath, trying to ease her embarrassment.

Suddenly, a stray dog ​​ran up, startling Judy: could this be the man Heaven had granted her?

Looking down at the dog, she couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Sigh... fellow single dog!"

Then, she leaned back in her chair, gazing at the stars, dreaming of romantic nights.

As she gazed at the myriad of stars, Judy became somewhat entranced, her eyes flickering with a distant light, as if pondering something.

"Sir, where is he...? Will I ever meet him again?" Judy whispered to the night sky.

Suddenly, she heard a rustling sound, her hair standing on end, causing her to shiver.

Could it be a ghost?! Judy furrowed her brow, bit her lip, and silently prayed: Don't be afraid, don't be afraid.

But the sound drew nearer, seeming to come from the bushes.

Judy bit her lip, turned cautiously, and suddenly stumbled, falling to the ground.

Wide-eyed with fear, she felt a chill envelop her, her heart racing, her blood freezing. Their eyes met, his gaze deep and mysterious like the ocean, yet shining like the stars.

His warm breath brushed against her face, his lips gently pressed against hers, intensifying her heartbeat.

"..."

*Her mind went blank for a few seconds.

A surge of electricity passed through.

Judy quickly pushed the man away, blushing with embarrassment as she sat up from the ground.

Her first kiss was gone. She stared blankly.

"!!...?"——Blank Space*

Realizing belatedly, she slowly climbed up from the ground, feeling somewhat at a loss, stunned in place, unable to move.

Though she wanted a boyfriend, this was too unexpected!

"Ugh."

"God, have you made a mistake? I asked for a guy with an eight-pack, and you send me a drunkard?"

Eighteen years of praise, and now her first kiss was gone... *sob* X﹏X

Judy pursed her lips, wiping her lip, her face full of grievance and helplessness.

Jack struggled to get up, swaying and unsteady.

"Ugh~" he belched towards Chen Beier.

With drunken eyes, he stumbled towards Judy, who stepped back in panic...

"What, what do you want? Don't come near me!" she yelled, her body trembling.

Jack didn't speak, "Shh." He gently placed a finger on her lips.

Judy closed her eyes, helpless, brows furrowed, frozen in fear.

Jack gazed tenderly at Judy, then suddenly reached out, his fingers lightly brushing her cheek, the sensation clear and intense.

Her body felt frozen, unable to move.

Every touch between them felt like electric currents in the air, creating an inexplicable tension and warmth.

"Mmm..."

Jack deeply stared at Judy, examining her as if trying to see into her soul.

Sensing his strangeness, Judy gathered her courage and lifted her eyes again, looking at the aloof Jack Liu.

She trembled, "Please spare me, I... I don't have money..."

Jack chuckled lightly, remaining silent.

His fingers gently traced her lip, the feeling soft and warm, filling Judy's heart with confusion, her mind momentarily numb, her heartbeat quickening.

Suddenly, a magnetic voice emanated from his lips, "Don't be afraid."

Jack's voice was low and hoarse, yet strangely gentle. It echoed in the air, terrifyingly gentle.

"I won't hurt you. I just want... you to help me..."

Hearing this, Judy finally relaxed, taking a deep breath, looking puzzled.

"Huh?"

Before she could ask, a scream...

Suddenly, Jack struck her neck with a lump, knocking her unconscious.

At this moment, he was acutely aware that he wasn't drunk but drugged. Just after leaving the bar, he felt something was wrong.

He didn't want to harm her, but it seemed the drug was making him lose control.

"I'm sorry," he murmured softly.

The night wind blew against their faces, the lights shining upon them, creating a subtle atmosphere between them, filled with ambiguity.

!!!

Then, he lifted the unconscious Judy and walked out of the park, flagging down a taxi by the roadside.

At this moment, Jack's body had become somewhat feverish, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Master, to the Grand Hotel!"

"Okay!"...

After saying that, he closed his eyes and leaned against Judy, drifting off into a drowsy state.

Along the way, the driver occasionally glanced at the strange pair through the rearview mirror...

"Sigh... youth is so good," the driver sighed!

A moment later.

"Brother, we've arrived!"

The driver woke Jack, who had fallen asleep in the car!"How much?"

"60!"...

After paying, Jack pulled Chen Beier out of the car, gently carrying her as they walked towards the hotel.

"Mr. Yi, you're here. The room has been prepared for you, Room 188."

A man in a black suit, with a sleazy appearance, handed a room key card to Jack.

Jack took the room key card with a cold and indifferent expression, without saying a word. He turned around and walked into the elevator, holding Chen Beier tightly as he did so.

He lightly pressed the floor button – 22nd floor. The elevator ascended slowly, and soon, with a "ding," the doors opened. He strode out of the elevator and walked familiarly to Room 188. With a "beep," the door opened.

Entering the room, he gently placed Judy on the bed and looked at her skin, as white as jade. Under the influence of the medication, he could no longer restrain himself.

"Ah!" The sound of clothes tearing was particularly harsh! The lights flickered, casting two shadows, as his large and strong body enveloped her petite figure.

His strong arms held her tightly, their heartbeats pounding like a passionate song, continuously pulsating.

His lips and tongue were like a sharp sword, plunging into her mouth, leaving only an ocean of passion.

Outside the window, the gentle breeze rustled, the leaves swayed with the wind, and moonlight poured in through the window, gentle yet fervent.

His embrace was as warm as sunlight.

Her skin was as smooth as milk...

Sweat dripped, carrying their 'dreams,' as it passionately spilled, showering the hot land with youthful passion.