After waking up with amnesia, Zhan Yu's friend told her two things.
First: She had a fortune worth hundreds of millions and a bunch of relatives who wanted to take it from her. The good news was that Chi Qing had dealt with all of them over the past few years. The bad news was that Chi Qing now had the entire fortune.
Second: Zhan Yu had treated Chi Qing like trash before, sleeping with her and then dumping her for money. During the ten years Zhan Yu was unconscious, Chi Qing hadn't visited her once.
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A catastrophic start. After waking up, Zhan Yu thought it over for a long time and decided to keep sleeping in her hibernation pod, playing at being a vegetable. That night, a creeping chill, mixed with a woman's tears, fell against her cheek. She opened her eyes, deeply annoyed at being woken, her long lashes furrowing.
"Are you crying at a grave?"
Before her was a beautiful, delicate, pale, and fragile-looking face. The woman stared at her in a daze, tears falling one by one, as if they might swallow her whole.
Amid her surging emotions, she didn't say a word.
Only later did Zhan Yu learn that the woman was Chi Qing.
Chi Qing was nothing like the rumors said. She wasn't distant, cold, or chaste, and she'd never acted superior or looked down on others.
She would move all her work into the house, carve Zhan Yu's name into the hollow of her waist, and, on countless nights, coax her in the softest voice to go a little harder.
She was fierce and tender, and every time they were intimate, she choked back tears as if she were about to give Zhan Yu everything she had.
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Later, Zhan Yu recovered her memories, and one by one, the awful things she'd done to Chi Qing flashed through her mind.
So, one night after she'd fucked Chi Qing unconscious, she left an engagement ring and an apology letter on the table and slipped away. She hadn't even made it to the airport before Chi Qing hurried over and blocked her way.
Chi Qing still carried a cloying sweetness on her skin. The signals that had bloomed on countless nights felt dangerous and hazy now. The woman bound Zhan Yu up and took her back, locking her in a dark room.
By candlelight, someone carefully unfolded the apology letter, smoothed every wrinkle, and placed it in front of her.
Chi Qing's voice was warm and seductive in her ear.
"Come on, baby. Read it to Mommy."
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The top is younger. Before she was fucked unconscious, the top was twenty and the bottom was twenty-three.
The body in the hibernation pod doesn't age. Strictly speaking, after waking up, the top is still twenty, while the bottom is thirty-three.
Written entirely to indulge the author's kinks.
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