I'm Not a Flame-Chaser - Chapter 501

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"Cough cough..."

"Cough cough..."

The two of them couldn't stop coughing after just one puff.

"Sure enough, we're not cut out for smoking." Kevin stubbed out his cigarette, his deep gaze falling on the brightly lit city. "Back in our school days, we skipped classes all the time to play online games, but we never smoked, drank, got perms, or broke the law..."

Two men who don't smoke sit side by side on the steps of a small house. Their past, like this heavy snow, is cold and piercing, yet still vivid in their memories.

Later, many things changed, and they changed too, but... there were also some things that never changed.

"Some destinies are predetermined from the very beginning. We try our best to manipulate the red thread of fate, but we are just struggling puppets in the eyes of fate."

"... Did Aponia say that?"

"No, it was someone else who said that he later broke the red thread of fate."

Even if it was torn apart and bleeding profusely.

"Kevin, let's go on a trip together sometime."

"Should we call the others?"

"No, just the two of us." Lin's lips twitched slightly. He exhaled a puff of hot white mist and looked into the distance. "Just like back then."

The two smiled at each other. No matter how far the river of time has flowed, some things have remained unchanged.

The two then talked for more than an hour. They had a lot to say to each other, both now and in the past, there were so many things they couldn't sit down and talk about before.

It wasn't until late at night, when the city lights gradually went out, that Kevin got up to say goodbye to Lin.

Then it's time to rest.

Lin stretched, untied his ponytail that he had forgotten to put down, and then went into the bathroom to take a shower.

The sofa and bedroom are already occupied... so I'll sleep in the guest room then.

Lin, wearing pajamas, pushed open the guest room door. He was really tired. He locked the door, then lifted the covers, lay down, closed his eyes, and started to sleep.

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"... Hmm."

Lin's body was stiff, probably stiffer than a corpse that had been dead for half a day.

His nostrils were filled with a mellow, alcoholic scent mixed with his body odor, while his back was pressed against something soft enough to stir the heart, and the sound of his even breathing could be heard quietly from under the covers.

Lin was quite experienced; the girls' breasts looked similar in size, but their feel was vastly different. For example, Aponia's were the softest, Sakura's were better to hold, Elysia's were very fleshy, and Vill-V's were more suitable to hold than to touch...

Mobius?

... Mobius forbade him from mentioning the matter.

So even though they were just touching back to back, Lin could immediately tell that the person sleeping there did not belong to any of the girls mentioned above.

After thinking it over carefully, Lin remembered who it was.

... I almost forgot, Eden got drunk and was brought to the guest room.

Lin turned slightly and saw a woman with long, wine-red hair in a Western-style formal dress curled up in bed. Her beautiful, mature face looked even more like a work of art at this moment.

Perhaps he had ingested too much alcohol at once; even Flame-Chaser's constitution couldn't handle it. Eden's fresh red lips exhaled a fragrance tinged with the smell of alcohol, and his brows furrowed slightly, probably because he hadn't slept well and was experiencing nerve pain in his head.

Lin quietly got up. He decided to sleep somewhere else, and this time he would simply sleep in the bathroom.

"Hmm..."

But Eden's slightly painful moan made Lin stop in his tracks. He placed his hand on the doorknob and gazed at Eden, whose temples were slightly bulging.

To be honest, Eden has always loved drinking, but he rarely gets this drunk.

In Lin's memory, Eden would always elegantly hold her wine glass, sipping various wines slowly. For her, drinking was a hobby, not an instinctive addiction. So even if she got drunk, she wouldn't be as completely drunk as she is now.

Was it because I was too happy?

Everyone gathered together, a dreamlike scene that made one worry it might shatter at any moment; Eden probably felt the same way.

Lin pondered for a moment, then took his hand off the doorknob. He carefully and gently held Eden's gorgeous long hair in his hands, placed her head on his lap, and used his thumb to massage the meridians on her head with moderate pressure.

When he had free time, he resumed his reading habit, and he didn't limit himself to general books. He also read various practical skill books and learned quickly. Massage was one of the skills he learned.

In the pitch-black room, the man hummed a song Eden had once sung, massaging her head to relieve her headache, and her furrowed brows gradually seemed to unfurrow in relief.

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The massage seemed to be very effective; the veins on Eden's forehead had faded, and he looked much more relaxed.

I don't know why my breathing seems more rapid than before.

Lin released her hand, gently placed her head back on the pillow, tucked the strands of hair from the corner of her mouth behind her ear, and pulled the blanket over her.

Okay, go to the bathroom and go to sleep.

"Ugh... water..." He had barely left the room when Eden's dry murmur echoed behind him.

Water?

Speaking of hangovers, people are indeed extremely thirsty. Lin returned to the bedside and tentatively reached out to touch Eden's forehead. It seemed to be covered in cold sweat, and his luscious lips kept murmuring "water".

It seems we can't just leave it unattended.

"I'll get you some water." Lin turned around to go to the living room to pour Eden a glass of hot water, but as soon as he pulled his hand away from Eden's forehead, a slender hand swiftly reached out from under the covers and grabbed his wrist.

"I... don't want... water... don't go..."

Eden's expression grew even more pained, and cold sweat poured down her chin and soaked into her low-cut dress.

Lin was stunned; he hadn't expected Eden to utter such nonsense.

"...I won't leave." Lin sighed, gently patting Eden's hand to soothe her unconscious pain.

Old things abandoned by the times...

He knew perfectly well what Eden was thinking; to her, their era was over.

Many people may not understand the meaning behind this, but Lin knows that Eden, who works in the arts, is extremely sensitive to the concept of the times. The changing of the times in the arts is part of history, and Eden has also regarded herself as part of history.

The age of Eden has come to an end, but another age is beginning to unfold here.

"So thirsty..."

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Lin hesitated for a moment, then carefully pried open Eden's fingers and said to her again in a comforting tone, "I'll go get you some water."

"I... don't want... water... I want to drink..."

"This."

His weak and pained tone suddenly changed, and the alluring aroma of intoxicating wine filled his nostrils. Two arms wrapped around Lin's neck, and lips with the refreshing scent of red wine pressed against his.

Lin's eyes widened. He instinctively tried to break free, but those seemingly weak and slender arms held him tightly, preventing him from escaping. At the same time, a soft, wet sound came from where their lips met.

Eden, as if savoring a sweet wine, used her fragrant tongue to scoop up saliva from Lin's mouth and savor it. At this moment, she also half-opened her eyelids, and her noble golden pupils exuded a drunken and charming allure. Even just one glance would be enough to make one breathless from the rich aroma of the wine.

Eden's mature femininity seemed to be fully conveyed to Lin at this moment. She smiled and, as she parted her lips to breathe, let out a soft moan that sent waves of pleasure rushing from her tailbone to the top of her head.

She was different from other girls; she could win someone over with just one kiss.

Lin, feeling dizzy, watched as Eden, whether sober or drunk, pinned him to the bed. He shook his head vigorously, "Wait... Eden, what are you doing..."

"Don't you understand, my friend?" Eden leaned down, her exquisite figure pressing hotly against Lin's, her breath sweet as she teased his ear with her tongue. "Or are you pretending not to understand?"

"You're drunk..."

"I'm drunk? Is that what you think?"

Eden's usual smile was dignified and generous, neither making people feel alienated nor distant. But now her smile was so seductive and dangerous, like a gourmet savoring a delicious meal, her infatuated eyes making it hard to tell whether she was conscious or not.

"It's all your fault, Lin. You, Sakura, and Eri all did that kind of thing." Eden buried his head in Lin's neck, took a deep breath, and a tingling, slightly cool sensation made Lin's body go limp. "If I hadn't heard or seen it, I could have endured it."

"You..."

"Lin, my good friend, let's play a game. If you win, I won't do anything, but if you lose..."

A cryptic smile played on her pretty face. She extended her index finger, picked up the saliva that had dripped from Lin's lips, and licked it clean with her tongue. Her gaze remained fixed on Lin's eyes, which were already glazed over from the previous night.

"What a beautiful gem..."

Eden slowly straightened up and took out two bottles of high-end red wine from the drawer next to her. Just as Lin had said before, he didn't know anything about wine and didn't even recognize the brand of the wine Eden was drinking.

"Let's have a contest to see who can finish a bottle of wine first, shall we?"

"Good."

Lin naturally couldn't possibly disagree. He wanted to escape as soon as he was still conscious, so he readily agreed and hurriedly reached for the red wine. But Eden cleverly flipped his hand, leaving him with nothing.

"This is how you're supposed to drink this wine."

Before Lin's wide eyes, Eden tore off the cork, then turned the wine bottle upside down, and with a seductive look on her face, the fragrant wine was poured onto her stockinged thighs.

"Splash..."

Red wine flowed down her inner thighs to her knees through her close-fitting burgundy stockings, and then trickled down to her heels under Lin's gaze. Every toe encased in the stockings was thoroughly soaked with the wine until the skin of her entire straight, rounded thighs was faintly visible beneath the wet stockings.

"Come on, drink up~" Eden hugged Lin's head and pressed him against the softness of his chest, his tongue swirling around Lin's earlobe, his wet breath blowing into Lin's ear canal, while his other hand poured the rest of the wine into his collar.

Lin watched silently as Eden's clothes were gradually soaked, smelling an increasingly strong scent that was hard to tell if it was Eden's own body fragrance or the aroma of wine, and felt a vivid, wet sensation on his face.

"You have to drink it all up to win!"

Eden was indeed drunk.

Lin was probably drunk too.

After that, Lin's consciousness went blank for a moment. He forgot what he did, but when he came to his senses, his mouth was filled with the taste of red wine and Eden's skin. Eden lay lazily on the bed, raising his smooth chin, tilting his head and grinning, his exquisite and mature face still bearing that intoxicating smile.

"You won, Lin. Are you leaving now?"

Walk?

It took Lin a long time to barely recall the word, his mind still numbed by alcohol.

Yes, we have to leave...

He numbly turned his gaze toward the exit, but in the process, he saw the expensive red wine on the bedside table.

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Reason snapped, and Lin grabbed the bottle of red wine without hesitation, uncorked it, and poured it over Eden's captivating smile...

"Your turn. What would you like to drink?"

Amidst the endless banquet, Lin picked up Eden and, amidst her silvery smile, pressed her onto the bed.

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When the flames in Lin's body died down, he lay on the bed, drenched in sweat, with Eden, who was humming contentedly in his arms. Her long, wine-red hair was wrapped around his arm, reluctant to let go.

To be honest, Lin rarely loses his senses.

If every girl has her own unique charm, then Eden is definitely the one who is most captivating. She possesses a unique blend of mature womanhood and girlish charm that is unmatched by others.

To put it simply, when she whispers "I want to drink cream wine" in your ear with seductive eyes, you wish you could stuff your penis in and lift her waist so she could see it clearly.

But by the time Lin came to his senses, he had no idea how to end the situation.

In just one night, he made a huge scene in the house with three girls, and he still hasn't broken off his connection with Eden.

"Eden."

Lin Shaoyou's mouth trembled as he spoke. He swallowed and called out softly.

"Hmm? What's wrong, Lin? Do you still want more?" Eden opened her sleepy eyes and gave Lin a sweet smile. "Let me rest for a bit, wait a while~ You can stay inside for now..."

She leaned forward and left a sweet kiss on Lin's face, then rested her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and exhaled sweet breaths.