raknovel 005, you're really awesome!
005, you're really awesome!
Wang Zhe was considering a problem.
Do you remember what Jiang Di said before her rebirth and before the car accident?
She said, "Brother Zhe, I'm serious."
Did you start getting serious at thirty, or did you already have initial attraction when you were eighteen?
Just a few hours earlier, she had said, "My mom knows your mom and often uses you as an example to urge me to study. So even though you don't know me, I've heard your name many times."
So Wang Zhe wanted to find out how much this girl liked him now.
The way to verify it was by smoking her cigarette, which was an indirect way of kissing her.
Then, Jiang Di not only didn't get angry, but instead lowered her face shyly.
This reaction made Wang Zhe even more certain that he hadn't overthought things. This girl genuinely had feelings for him.
Moreover, he helped her when she was beaten and had to run away from home. That should be a good way to gain her favor, right?
After a long silence, Wang Zhe stubbed out his cigarette and asked, "Where are you planning to go?"
Jiang Di shook his head: "I have no plans."
Wang Zhe thought for a moment and said, "If you don't know where to go, then go to an internet cafe. The price for an overnight stay isn't expensive."
Jiang Di's eyes lit up: "Great! But I'm still a few days away from turning 18, so will I be able to turn on the computer?"
Wang Zhe: "Have you ever been to an internet cafe before? How did you turn on the computer?"
Jiang Di: "I borrowed my cousin's ID card, but now..."
Wang Zhe: "It's easy now. I'll use my ID to open a machine for you, and then you can play at your leisure. Let's go, go to my house first and pick up your ID."
Once they had decided on their destination, they stood up and left.
But just as she took a step, Jiang Di suddenly smiled slyly: "You told me not to smoke earlier, saying I shouldn't smoke since I was just injured, but then you said we should go to an internet cafe. But there's a lot of secondhand smoke in internet cafes, isn't that contradictory?"
Wang Zhe: "..."
Jiang Di stared at him and asked again, "Are you just trying to take advantage of me?"
Wang Zhe realized that he had underestimated this girl. She simply lacked the motivation or habit of studying, but her mind worked quite quickly. However, her level of skill was still somewhat lacking for him.
Although he married young in his previous life and never dated any other girls besides Song Zhiyi, he still gained a considerable amount of emotional experience from Song Zhiyi alone.
At this moment, Wang Zhe did not answer, but stared at Jiang Di with a slight upturn at the corner of his mouth.
When he met the girl's gaze, his eyes did not waver, and his smile was quite meaningful.
After staring at each other for nearly ten seconds, Jiang Di gave in first: "You took advantage of me by offering me a cigarette, didn't you?"
Wang Zhe: "Oh, so you mean this kind of cheapness."
Jiang Di pursed her lips: "Then what else? What do you think it is?"
Wang Zhe's smile remained unchanged: "I don't know. Why don't you tell me?"
Jiang Di avoided his gaze and muttered softly, "Didn't you say you needed to get your ID? Hurry up..."
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Wang Zhe's plan for tonight is to watch the game on the TV at home.
He wanted to see Putá and Czechoslovakia settle their score, not just because he had bet on the match, but also to use it to awaken memories from his past life. The more details he could recall about this European Championship, the better.
However, since you can watch it on your home TV, you can also watch it on a computer at an internet cafe.
Wang Zhe returned home, grabbed his ID card, and casually answered his parents' questions, saying he was going out with friends before leaving the house again.
Jiang Di was waiting for him downstairs.
The two reunited and headed towards a nearby internet cafe. But as they walked, he noticed something odd about the delinquent girl beside him.
Jiang Di would steal glances at him every now and then, her hands clenched into fists as if she were enduring something.
What are we enduring?
After leaving the residential area, Jiang Di suddenly asked in a low voice, "Could you help me adjust?"
Wang Zhe: "Adapt to what?"
Jiang Di said seriously, "You were right before, I have to go home sooner or later, and the later I go back, the worse I'll get beaten. So, I want to get used to... what it feels like to be beaten."
"What do you mean?"
Wang Zhe didn't understand.
No, I should say I understood every single word, and the sentences themselves were easy to comprehend. But what exactly do these sentences mean when put together?
What is she thinking?
Jiang Di pointed to a small supermarket by the roadside: "They should have belts in there. My mom usually hits me with a belt. Let's buy a similar belt there, and you can help me get used to it."
Wang Zhe was silent for a few seconds, then asked, "You want me to hit you?"
Jiang Di nodded, but put it another way: "It's just to help me get used to it."
Wang Zhe: "How does your mom usually hit you? Where does she hit you?"
Jiang Di: "Buttocks."
Wang Zhe took a deep breath: "So, you want me to whip your ass with a belt?"
"Yes, use a belt. You can't touch it with your hands!" Jiang Di quickly added.
Wang Zhe stared intently at her.
He thought he had seen through the girl's true nature after their eye contact not long ago, but now he felt he couldn't see through her anymore.
Does this girl like me?
Holding hands or hugging is understandable, but what does this request actually mean?
Wang Zhe: "I don't quite understand. If I beat you up first, will you suddenly become resistant to pain?"
Jiang Di: "Yes."
Wang Zhe frowned and said, "What are you talking about! If you get beaten up again in the same spot that's already been hit, won't that hurt even more? It'll just be adding more pain on top of pain."
Jiang Di shook her head: "I'm different. I'm numb to pain. Because my parents used to discipline me with sticks, no, belts, when I was little, so I was used to it. But I got beaten less when I went to high school, and even less this semester, so I'm actually finding it a little hard to adjust now."
Wang Zhe: "..."
Jiang Di blinked: "Can you help me?"
Wang Zhe had to admit that the way this delinquent girl blinked at him was really cute. So, what would it feel like to whip such a cute girl with a belt, or to give in to her demands…?
He said, enunciating each word clearly, "Okay, you're really awesome."
It's not just awesome, it's absolutely incredible! Wang Zhe never imagined he would hear such a request.
In my previous life, Song Zhiyi and I were an old married couple, but we never explored any games like spanking with a belt. I never thought I'd have to unlock those on my very first day back in this life.
Jiang Di avoided his gaze again and simply led him into the small supermarket.
At this moment, Wang Zhe finally realized that Jiang Di was not only clenching her fists, but also digging her palms with her fingertips. The movement was very subtle, but the force was not small.
This puzzled Wang Zhe greatly.
Why would you make such a small movement? Are your palms itchy?
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.