If You Are A Dodder Flower Chapter 44 Part1

After Cao Yang finished speaking, he grabbed Xia Rou's hand and drew her into his arms. He murmured comforting words into her ear.

Slowly, Xia Rou began to calm…

She leaned on him, mumbling, and tried to shrink herself smaller, sticking her hand into his coat.

There were still tears at the corners of her eyes. As she moved, the tears moved to streak down her cheeks, leaving a faint trail on her pale face.

Cao Yang stared at her face in the darkness before using his thumb to rub that line away.

Then he closed his eyes. Translated by The Novelst

As the car arrived at the entrance to the house, Xiao Yang called him twice. Only then did he open his eyes.

Compared to the kids who had gone wild, the alcohol he had downed were all spirits. The after-effects were quite evident.

"Do you want me to do it?" Xiao Yang leaned on the car door.

Cao Yang took a long, slow blink. He swung his head from side to side and replied, "No need."

Xiao Yang backed away. Cao Yang stretched his long legs out of the car and carried Xia Rou out.

The sudden drop in temperature caused the person in his arms to shiver.

Xiao Yang had already opened the door to the house for Cao Yang to enter. He took the elevator to the second floor, kicking open Xia Rou's bedroom door to place her on her bed.

As he stood up to leave he found himself being hugged very tightly by Xia Rou. She called out, softly, "Big brother…"

Cao Yang was taken aback.

He looked at her closely, but her eyes were still closed and she was frowning. She was obviously still drunk and hadn't woken.

He wanted to shake off her hands, but he heard her mumble: "Big brother… Don't… Don't hate me…"

Tears dropped from her eyes again.

Why did she like to cry so much?

Cao Yang's heart couldn't help but soften.

"Alright, I won't hate you…" he said in a low tone.

His arms stretched to encompa.s.s her form and he hugged her again. He stayed like that, embracing her, half-sitting.

He was thinking that all he needed to do was comfort her and then he would return to his room…

……

……

He woke up very suddenly, so bleary he couldn't guess how long he'd slept. The room was still pitch-black, evidently still night.

He was still tipsy, a little dizzy.

And the reason he woke up was because of the person in his arms, squirming around uncomfortably…

"What's wrong?"

"Water…" Xia Rou's voice was scratchy.

Cao Yang rubbed his temples, getting up to pour her a gla.s.s of water.

Xia Rou hadn't fully come to her senses yet, so she didn't move from the bed.

Cao Yang was also a little dizzy and had a bit of a headache. He sat down at her bedside and helped her get up and steady her.

Seeing that she didn't move, he shook her slightly. "Drink the water."

She didn't budge.

Seeing that he had no other choice, he held her and brought the cup to her lips to feed her a few sips.

Xia Rou blearily opened her eyes, but when she saw that it was Cao Yang, she was at ease and closed her eyes once more…

The water dripped out from the corner of her mouth to follow the lines of her jaw and down her neck…

Even in the dark, Cao Yang could see the glistening of the water along her body clearly.

He put the gla.s.s on the bedside table and slowly lifted his hand.

His fingertips brushed softly against Xia Rou's lips… They looked like flower petals and the feeling was comparable to the silky smoothness of a flower petal…

Cao Yang's thumb rubbed softly against those tender lips…

He followed the water traces all the way down from her lower jaw to her slim neck.

Xia Rou was still nestled in his arms, her head tilted backwards, completely exposing her neck to him.

This was a defenseless woman.

The man's hand traced that slim neck softly and felt that all he needed to do was expend a little bit of strength and he could have her life in his hands. Or perhaps it was that he didn't need to use any strength at all for that.

The arms hugging her tightened suddenly and in the dark, the harshness of Cao Yang's breathing seemed to be oddly paced…

He hugged Xia Rou tightly and pressed her head to his chest.

His body began to calm as his heart did.

He softly released her to let her sleep in comfort.

Then he stood up and stared quietly at her in the dark for some time.

Before he left, he pulled up the blanket to cover her and picked up the coat dropped on the floor.

The next day, Xia Rou's head was pounding as she levered herself off the bed. She could see her reflection showing a pale, white, ghost-like face staring back in the mirror.

Her throat was dry and painful, and she felt so disgusting she wanted to vomit. So she spent half the day retching futilely over the washbasin and felt a little bit better.

She was still wearing yesterday's clothes and one sniff revealed that they smelled like smoke. She quickly disrobed and took a hot shower.

When she appeared in the dining room, she looked much more refreshed, but her face was still white as a sheet.

"Second brother, good morning… Fourth brother, morning…"

After her feeble greeting, Xia Rou slammed her face onto the table.

"Good morning, Sadako," Cao Bin greeted with a laugh.

Cao An let out a tsk and poked her head to ask, "What happened to you?"

"Where is third brother?" Xia Rou's voice was weak.

"He went to ski. You look like you're running out of breath," Cao Yang replied.

"It's not so far anymore…" Xia Rou felt like she was actually dying. She moaned painfully, "My head hurts…"

"You drank?" Cao An was surprised. "Big brother let you drink?"

"I could drink because he was there…" she explained weakly.

Cao An thought about it. It made sense. If there was no one to look after her, who would be rest a.s.sured enough to let her drink alone?

Cao Bin had already rung the hotline on the wall to reach the kitchen: "Chef Zheng, is there any sobering soup left? We have ourselves a little drunkard here…"

Cao An took off the lid to a bowl on the dining table, ladling out a bowl of porridge for Xia Rou: "Warm your stomach first."

Xia Rou took the spoon and had a few bites, before asking, "Where is big brother?"

"You think big brother is like you? Big brother got up before all of us and has already eaten," replied Cao An. "He's in the audiovisual room. I don't know what he's doing there. 

"Oh…" Xia Rou didn't care much. Translated by The Novelst

Cao Yang was indeed alone inside the audiovisual room, looking at the surveillance video of the birthday party. Xiao Yang had already rushed back to the club to get this video the night before, and he had presented it to Cao Yang in the morning.

Proofread by: Hannah