“Yes.”

After saying these words, You Mingxu looked into his dark eyes and felt a hint of embarrassment.

At this moment, those were no longer a youth’s eyes, but rather a man’s eyes filled with desire and mirth. He said softly, “Ah Xu’s back is injured, just lie still.”

You Mingxu gave a light laugh and said, “It’s nothing.”

His hand had already slid downward, causing her whole body to tense up. She never imagined that in their first encounter, she would end up at a disadvantage. She thought to herself that since this was her first time fighting while injured, she could only be dominated – he got lucky.

Yin Feng whispered, “Ah Xu, I’m very skilled, you should prepare yourself. I’ve been holding back for a long time. Today, I won’t stop until you’re in ecstasy.”

You Mingxu: “…”

If other men said such words, it would probably be boasting or deliberate dirty talk. But he wasn’t – he was being very serious.

Suppressing the intense embarrassment in her heart, You Mingxu’s tone turned cold: “Hmm, of course, you’re skilled, you’re experienced after all.”

Yin Feng knew he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained, “That’s not it. The past has nothing to do with me. I just feel that I should be very good at this.”

You Mingxu: “How would you know?”

Yin Feng lowered his head and looked down.

You Mingxu followed his gaze and couldn’t hold back her laughter. He laughed too, feeling that since waking up in Tibet, he had never been this happy.

The foreplay alone nearly drove You Mingxu crazy. Yin Feng’s reactions in bed were both unexpected and yet somehow natural. Perhaps after all this time, he was no longer the same man she had once pinned down in the car. He was truly fierce and full of energy, his eyes clouded with desire as he tried different approaches, leaving You Mingxu with nothing to worry about… Sometimes when he was too rough and she became unhappy, wanting to push him away, he would suddenly grab her elbows and pin her back to the bed.

You Mingxu’s eyes widened: “How dare you!”

“I told you long ago that I wanted to dominate you.” His movements didn’t stop.

“…”

Perhaps he had held back for too long, or perhaps his personality was too stubborn. By the time they were ready for the main event, You Mingxu felt half-dead, panting heavily.

His dress shirt and trousers had been discarded at some unknown time, and under the covers, he held her tightly and said, “Ah Xu, I’m going to enter you now.”

You Mingxu’s heart trembled slightly, but she still managed to tease: “Oh, so you know this isn’t like using the bathroom?”

He stared at her and said, “That day… after you wouldn’t let me do it, I researched everything and understood.”

You Mingxu blinked and looked away nonchalantly.

He slowly began to move, and You Mingxu’s breath caught. Later, she let out a muffled groan, unable to control the sounds in her throat. But at this moment, he turned out to be quite reserved, though his movements grew increasingly fierce. You Mingxu cursed, “Are you trying to kill me?”

Yin Feng blinked, and a drop of sweat rolled down his chiseled face onto her body. He lowered himself, pressing his forehead against hers, and said hoarsely, “Ah Xu, this is punishment. You took advantage of my foolishness, and so did Gu Tiancheng. Every time I think about it… I want to kill him with my own hands. From now on, you’re mine, and no one else can touch you except me.”

These foolish yet possessive words made waves of tenderness surge in You Mingxu’s heart. She stroked his face and said, “Yin Feng, from now on you’re mine too. Whether or not you recover your memories in the future if you even look at another woman, I’ll break your legs; if you dare touch another woman, I’ll castrate you.”

Yin Feng laughed: “No problem, absolutely no problem. Ah Xu, call me Yingjun.”

You Mingxu paused for a moment, then laughed despite the passionate atmosphere: “Alright, Yingjun, Yu Yingjun.”

He laughed too, his face pressed against hers, their bodies completely joined, hearts overflowing with emotion.

…

…

…

Because You Mingxu was still injured, Yin Feng ultimately didn’t completely let loose. After two rounds, he just held her, speaking intimately. By then it was already noon, and they fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Since he was the one who had exerted himself, he quickly fell into deep, even breathing. You Mingxu’s entire body had been made weak by his attentions, but she couldn’t sleep. She gazed around the dark room for a while, then looked at him.

Right now, he seemed like a man somewhere between the original Yu Yingjun and Yin Feng – You Mingxu thought randomly.

He still liked to sleep on his stomach, but he insisted on putting one arm under her head, while his other arm firmly held her waist. When asleep, his face lost those lively, innocent expressions, looking just like a handsome young man. You Mingxu’s fingers gently traced his features, feeling on one hand the uncontainable joy of mutual love, and on the other, a vague unease that she couldn’t express to anyone, especially not to him.

Finally, she pressed her face against his and curled up in this young man’s embrace, falling asleep.

When Yin Feng woke up, it was already dark outside. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw her. Unlike her usual bold manner, she was curled up in a ball, her head resting completely on his arm. Yin Feng stared at her for a while, feeling an uncontrollable softness in his heart. He reached out to hold her tighter, then gazed at the dim light outside the window, smiling foolishly.

How could she be so perfect? He thought with a bittersweet feeling. Even though his head was still half-broken, she was willing to be with him. He would never be lonely again, and he felt truly, deeply content. He wanted to treat her well for life, cherish her, accompany her, protect her, and be the first to face anything for her.

Even if he recovered his mind and memories in the future, he would never change his heart, nor would he let her change hers. He and Ah Xu would be together day after day, month after month, year after year, for a lifetime.

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A few days later, You Mingxu returned to the special case team, with Yin Feng naturally following.

Recently, the special case team has been busy with two aspects of work. First was wrapping up the case: interrogating the Deng Yao father and son, verifying the identities of all victims, confirming the criminal facts, and bringing the true culprits to justice.

The discovery of more than one set of skeletal remains in the Deng family courtyard sent chills down the spines of all the police officers. According to the Deng Yao father and son’s confession, in the past year or more, besides the first victim Zhao Feier, Deng Yao had also abducted three women from the streets late at night.

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From childhood, Deng Yao was never a clever child. In his memories, home was filled with countless instances of flesh and blood, the rise and fall of knives, and the sound of knife sharpening in the middle of the night. He didn’t like the pervasive smell of blood, but from a very young age, he had to help his parents move things, wash items, and chop meat. If he showed even the slightest resistance, he would receive a severe beating.

Other children didn’t like to play with him, saying he was dirty and smelly. At first, he would just stand silently to the side, looking at them longingly. Later, as he grew taller and stronger than them, with great strength, he would punch anyone who provoked him. After that, even fewer people would interact with him.

His mother had a fierce temperament and would either beat or scold him and his father. When Deng Yao made mistakes as a child, his mother would often punish him by making him stand naked under the eaves, exposed to the cold wind, with snot and tears streaming down his face. His mother wasn’t paralyzed then, and sometimes when she walked by and saw him, she would laugh and make lewd comments, mocking his genitals. Deng Yao listened in confusion, not feeling any clear sense of shame or other emotions. But from that time on, there was always an inexplicable worry hidden in his heart, though he didn’t know why.