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At five in the morning, Lin Yue opened her eyes, stretched lazily, and casually pressed the curtain switch.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, and a faint beam of morning light seeped through the gap in the curtains, casting a soft glow on the white walls of the hospital room.
She lay quietly for a moment, her thoughts drifting to Su Yao, a longing that nearly overflowed from her chest, making it impossible for her to fall back asleep.
Picking up her phone, the screen's brightness illuminated her pale face. After hesitating for a few seconds, she finally sent a message to Su Yao: "Are you awake?"
To her surprise, as soon as she sent the message, her phone vibrated: "Yes, I'm awake and thinking about you."
Lin Yue couldn't help but smile as her fingers lightly tapped on the screen: "You're up so early? Is the hotel uncomfortable?"
"The hotel is very comfortable," Su Yao replied quickly. "It might be jet lag or maybe... I just miss you too much."
Reading those words stirred an uncontrollable impulse within Lin Yue.
She sat up, letting her legs dangle over the edge of the bed, the pant legs of her hospital gown slightly rolled up, revealing her slender ankles. Gazing out at the brightening sky, a wild decision began to take shape in her mind.
She quickly typed back: "I want to see you too."
"Good girl, I'll come see you soon," Su Yao responded.
Lin Yue replied with "Okay," already standing on shaky legs that struggled to support her body as she slowly made her way to the bathroom.
Warm water cascaded down from above, washing over her frail body and easing some of the haze left by her depression medication.
After drying off, she changed into a crisp white linen shirt paired with beige linen trousers and added a light gray thin knit cardigan. This simple outfit made her look elegant without drawing too much attention.
She tidied up her short hair in front of the mirror, smoothing out the messy strands until they fell neatly into place. The reflection staring back at her looked much better than just a few days ago; although her cheeks were still gaunt, there was a spark back in her eyes.
Putting on a baseball cap and a mask, she quietly pushed open the door to her hospital room.
The hallway was empty as Lin Yue tiptoed through it straight to the elevator. A few minutes later, she successfully slipped out of the hospital's main entrance.
Jiang Rou's phone vibrated on the bedside table; she groggily fumbled to answer it.
"Miss Jiang, I apologize for disturbing you so early," it was the head nurse from the hospital. "Miss Lin... she left the hospital on her own."
Jiang Rou immediately woke up: "When did this happen?"
"Just five minutes ago; she should be at the hospital entrance now. Should we stop her?"
Jiang Rou paused for a moment: "No need."
She hung up and tiredly closed her eyes, feeling that familiar heartache wash over her—one she had anticipated but still felt deeply nonetheless.
Meanwhile, Lin Yue had already gotten into a ride-share car and was sitting in the back seat continuing to chat with Su Yao.
"I miss you so much; I wish I could appear right in front of you now," Lin Yue sent this message with a smile creeping onto her lips.
"I miss you too, but right now it's most important for you to rest well," Su Yao replied quickly. "Should I come over now?"
Lin Yue chuckled softly, "It's too early; visiting hours haven't started yet. You should rest a bit more."
Outside the car window, the streets of Los Angeles slowly receded, but Lin Yue's mood brightened with each passing moment. She called the hotel lobby manager to inform him that she was on her way.
Before long, the rideshare vehicle stopped in front of the Beverly Hills Waldorf Astoria Hotel, one of the Lin family's properties in Los Angeles.
As she entered the lobby, despite wearing a mask and a hat, her aura was immediately recognized by the lobby manager, who greeted her respectfully. Lin Yue gestured for him to keep it low-key, and he nodded in understanding.
Lin Yue directly asked, "Could you please check which room Miss Su Yao is in? Thank you."
The lobby manager quickly found the information. "Miss Lin!" he whispered, "Miss Su is in room 2088. Would you like me to take you up?"
"No need, thank you." Lin Yue stepped toward the elevator.
At the front desk, a staff member quietly dialed Jiang Rou's number. "Miss Jiang, Miss Lin has arrived at the hotel and is heading to Miss Su's room."
"I understand," Jiang Rou replied, her voice devoid of emotion.
Just as Su Yao finished sending her last message saying "I love you," there was a knock at the door. Confused by the early hour—still not even six o'clock—she wondered who it could be.
She slipped on a loose bathrobe and walked to the door, peering through the peephole. When she recognized the figure outside—someone wearing a hat and mask but unable to conceal those familiar eyes—her heart raced.
She quickly opened the door and pulled Lin Yue inside with swift, gentle movements, as if afraid to let her linger outside for even a second.
"What are you doing here?" Su Yao exclaimed, both surprised and delighted.
Lin Yue removed her mask and hat, revealing a sweet smile. "I missed you and couldn't resist."
Su Yao stared at her for a few seconds before throwing herself into Lin Yue's embrace, holding her tightly.
After releasing Lin Yue, Su Yao cupped her face and kissed her lips repeatedly. Lin Yue closed her eyes, lost in the tenderness of those kisses, wrapping her arms around Su Yao's slender waist.
Gradually, those light kisses transformed into a deep and passionate kiss. Their lips and tongues intertwined as their breaths mingled, heartbeats echoing like a drumbeat—intense and synchronized.
When they finally pulled apart, Su Yao's cheeks were flushed with color.
"Did you sneak out?" she gently caressed Lin Yue's cheek, concern lacing her tone.
Lin Yue nodded shyly with a smile. "Yeah, because I missed you too much."
"Is your body okay?" Worry filled Su Yao's eyes.
"I'm fine," Lin Yue took Su Yao's hand. "Actually, I'm feeling much better."
"By the way, how did you know which room I was staying in?" Lin Yue raised an eyebrow.
"This hotel is called Yue Fu, so..."
"Then I need to file a complaint against the hotel," Su Yao said with a mock seriousness. "Is your hotel allowed to disclose my privacy so easily?"
Seeing Su Yao's exaggerated expression, Lin Yue could no longer contain herself and suddenly kissed her lips.
This kiss was even more passionate than before, filled with intensity. Su Yao let out a soft moan, completely surrendering to Lin Yue's advances.
"Today," Lin Yue whispered between kisses, "I want to finish what we didn't complete last time."
As she spoke, she removed her knitted cardigan, her long fingers already beginning to unbutton her shirt.
Su Yao's gaze followed her movements, love and desire intertwining in her eyes. Lin Yue continued kissing Su Yao while guiding her towards the edge of the bed.
Meanwhile, Jiang Rou had arrived at the Lin residence early in the morning. The living room, a perfect blend of classical and modern styles, exuded understated luxury.
The crystal chandelier reflected the morning light, casting scattered spots of brightness on the hand-woven wool carpet. Antique furniture complemented modern artworks, showcasing the owner's exquisite taste.
The butler had already served her fine Fuding White Tea, its aroma delicate and refreshing. He informed her that Shangguan Yun was doing morning yoga and meditation.
Jiang Rou patiently sat on the sofa, unconsciously stroking her Eugene bracelet. After about half an hour, Shangguan Yun entered wearing a custom Pilates outfit. The white fitted attire accentuated her well-maintained figure; despite being over fifty, she looked barely in her thirties.
"Rou Rou, up so early?" Shangguan Yun elegantly sat down, a hint of confusion in her voice.
Jiang Rou straightened her posture, worry evident in her eyes. "Godmother, I visited Lin Yue yesterday; she said she wanted to be discharged early."
"Lu Chen and I have both advised her, but she's very stubborn. I'm worried about her health, so I wanted to ask you to accompany me to the hospital to persuade her."
Shangguan Yun nodded gently. "What has gotten into this child? Has something happened while you were back home?"
Jiang Rou pretended to look away hesitantly and shook her head. "Nothing... nothing special..." Her voice trembled slightly as if hiding something difficult to say.
Shangguan Yun sighed. "Although Lin Yue can be stubborn, she has always been well-behaved since childhood. She wouldn't act so recklessly unless there was something particularly important going on. It seems you should return to my side soon; I need to keep a close eye on her."
"Have you had breakfast yet? Let's finish breakfast together before we go."
Jiang Rou nodded obediently and followed Shangguan Yun to the dining room.
The breakfast at the Lin residence was lavish and exquisite, featuring French toast, Iberian ham, Polmard beef from France, truffle scrambled eggs, seasonal fruit platters, freshly brewed coffee, and premium Zhengshan Xiaozhong tea. Each dish was plated like a work of art, reflecting the owner's meticulous attention to life.
Jiang Rou only took a few ceremonial bites, occasionally glancing at her phone and distractedly responding to Shangguan Yun's questions.
Her thoughts had already flown to a certain hotel room, imagining everything that might be happening between Lin Yue and Su Yao—her heart filled with both jealousy and pain.
In that hotel room, Lin Yue and Su Yao had cast aside all concerns and were completely immersed in each other's world.
Lin Yue lay naked on the bed; her slender body glowed like ivory in the morning light. The depression and pain that had troubled her day and night seemed to be cast aside as she focused solely on Su Yao.
Su Yao leaned over her, dark hair cascading like a waterfall; strands gently brushed against Lin Yue's skin, sending shivers down her spine. Her eyes were filled with affection as she softly kissed Lin Yue's lips, then moved down to her chin and along that long elegant neck.
Her lips traveled down to Lin Yue's chest, feeling the gentle rise and fall of softness that was as smooth as silk. Her tongue playfully teased the most sensitive points—sometimes licking lightly, sometimes sucking gently.
Lin Yue let out a soft, trembling sigh, her hands instinctively gripping the sheets. She had never experienced such intense sensations before, feeling as if she were floating on a cloud, both ethereal and real.
Suddenly, she sat up, and Su Yao took the opportunity to straddle her lap, their bodies pressed closely together. Lin Yue's hand gently slipped beneath Su Yao's silk nightgown, feeling the skin beneath her fingers as smooth as satin, slowly pushing it upward until it was completely removed.
She gazed in fascination at Su Yao's perfect upper body, the full curves resembling the most exquisite work of art. Lin Yue's fingers glided along her silhouette, tracing from her collarbone to the softness of her chest and down to her flat abdomen. Each touch elicited a slight shiver from Su Yao, a faint blush blooming on her skin.
The two kissed passionately again, their lips and tongues entwined, breaths mingling. Lin Yue suddenly flipped over, pinning Su Yao beneath her, looking down with eyes filled with possessiveness and affection. Her kisses fell like gentle spring rain on every inch of Su Yao's skin—from her forehead to her cheeks, from her neck to her collarbone, from the softness of her chest to her flat abdomen—making Su Yao unable to suppress soft moans.
Lin Yue's lips continued downward, leaving a trail of wet kisses on Su Yao's abdomen before venturing further into that mysterious garden... Su Yao's breathing grew more rapid, her chest rising and falling violently as she clutched Lin Yue's hair tightly, silently urging her to continue. Her body trembled slightly, a flush spreading across her face, her gaze dreamy and dazed.
Lin Yue explored tenderly, feeling every wave and tremor of Su Yao's body. Her tongue danced skillfully while her fingers gently assisted, guiding Su Yao towards the peak of ecstasy. When Su Yao finally reached that ultimate moment, her voice quivered with emotion: "Lin Yue..." Her body arched beautifully like a taut bow, toes curling tightly before slowly relaxing into the bed, lost in the aftershocks.
Lin Yue watched with satisfaction as she brought Su Yao such pleasure, gradually crawling back beside her and planting soft kisses on her lips. "Now it's my turn," Su Yao said lazily after their shared bliss, rolling over to pin Lin Yue beneath her.
She mimicked Lin Yue's earlier actions but added her unique touch—gentler and more delicate—sometimes caressing softly, other times applying pressure; teasing with lips and tongue while exploring with fingers. She led Lin Yue through an unprecedented sensory feast, sending her soaring time and again before gently catching her as she fell.
Two hours later, they lay in each other's embrace, utterly exhausted yet immensely satisfied, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on their skin. Su Yao rested on Lin Yue's arm, tender fingers lightly tracing the scars on her wrist, eyes filled with concern. She leaned down to kiss those scars; her lips were soft and warm. "From now on, as long as I'm by your side, I won't let you harm yourself again. I promise."
Lin Yue stroked Su Yao's dark hair affectionately; the strands felt silky between her fingers. A sense of safety and happiness flooded through her like never before. "You know," Lin Yue whispered softly, "from the first moment I saw you, I felt you were the light destined for me. That night at the banquet when you sang 'Brilliant Starlight,' I felt like my whole being was illuminated."
Su Yao turned to face Lin Yue as they kissed again, their lips and tongues intertwining in a silent declaration of love. "I love you, Su Yao," Lin Yue finally uttered those simple yet sincere words. "I love you more than I ever thought I could love someone."
Su Yao smiled radiantly. "I love you too, Lin Yue. No matter what we face in the future or what challenges come our way, I'll be by your side for all eternity."
As sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains into the room, casting a golden glow around them, they embraced tightly once more.
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