Chapter 88 Did anything happen to us last night?

I jolted, the two syllables 'Xiaxia' struck my brain like thunderous lightning.

He wasn't calling for Zhao Mengxi, nor me, but a name completely unkown to me.

Even though I'm slow to catch on, I knew exactly what this implied.

I desperately tried to push him away, to make him see who I was, to make him stop.

But all my struggles were futile beneath him.

He had completely lost his mind, seemingly operating on instinct as he drove into me; I was utterly unable to break free, and in the end, I could only give up struggling and accept it.

Not until I heard him growl and finally collapse on top of me did I lie numbly on the cold ground, gathered some strength to push Cheng Yu away, and fumbled in the dark to put on my clothes.

The relentless rain had been pouring all night, and I curled up, hugging my legs, leaning against the farthest spot from Cheng Yu. I had mud and grass stuck on my body; I didn't need to see to know how wretched I must look.