Young people were boisterous, chasing Cai Mi and trying to smear cake on her face. Cai Mi screamed and jumped to avoid them. A piece of cake landed on Jing Xin’s chest, prompting the classmate to apologize repeatedly.
Jing Xin assured them it was fine, used some tissues to clean herself, and headed to the restroom at the end of a long corridor of private rooms.
Chapter Eight: Coming to Help
Suddenly, everything went dark, and Jing Xin bumped into someone. The corridor was twisting, and she had been careful to walk close to the edge.
The strong smell of alcohol hit her, and she stepped back, covering her nose. She didn’t drink and disliked the scent.
In front of her was a young man in his twenties, with multicolored long hair, a red face, bloodshot eyes, and a cigarette in his mouth. He leered at Jing Xin and spoke crudely: “Little sister, why are you rushing into big brother’s arms? Do you like big brother? Give big brother a hug,” followed by a loud, drunken burp.
Jing Xin felt scared, having heard that drunk men can be irrational.
She quickly said, “Sorry,” and lowered her head to walk forward.
The drunk, however, had no intention of letting her go. He grabbed her arm, pulling her close, laughing: “Who said you could leave? You dare to walk away when big brother hasn’t allowed it?” He reached out to touch her face.
Jing Xin tried to step back and turn her head to avoid him, struggling desperately. She detested him grabbing her like this.
People walked by without paying attention. In a nightclub like this, there were no pure interactions between men and women. Performing MAKE LOVE in the hall wouldn’t draw any criticism.
Jing Xin felt desperate. The man’s hand gripped her tightly. During her struggle, her T-shirt was torn, exposing her shoulder. Seeing her skin made the man even more excited, and he rudely kissed her.
Jing Xin was stunned, angry, and embarrassed. She raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face.
The drunken man, feeling the sting of the slap, pressed Jing Xin against the wall, bringing his mouth close to her face, and reached toward her chest.
Jing Xin closed her eyes in despair, but the expected groping never came.
