Reborn: The Return of the Villainous Mr. Liu

Several days later.

Ai yawned and stretched her arms as her eyes slowly fluttered open. It was early morning time outside, but the dark clouds faintly visible from the curtain slit showed how dark it was in reality.

Is it going to rain today? She blinked.

She turned and found Jun was still on the bed, sitting upright and displaying his drool worthy half-naked body. The muscles on his chest and abs made her cheeks blush. His sexy side angle simply was too hot to bear.

But she observed a notebook in Jun's hand which he was quietly but seriously reading with his expression darkening by every passing moment. Ai had just opened her eyes so it took a moment to register in her mind that it was the same notebook where she would write her ideas and short excerpts of passages from her sudden flash of inspirations she would get from time to time.

She tried to grab it quickly, but Jun was one step ahead and locked her wrist in his palm. "Why are you in such a hurry, my dear girlfriend?" He sneered. "You are acting like I caught a thief."

Ai cleared her throat. "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You surely do or else you wouldn't have that expression on your face," he pinched her jaw and scolded her. "What is this I am reading, Zhou Ai?"

Ai peeked in her notebook and at him. "What?"

He gritted his teeth and recited what wrote.

"'Life was so blissful for them. She had confessed her feelings and laid her heart bare for him. He responded to her feelings with a fierce and passionate kiss which affirmed his answer to her. Their hearts were one and so were their bodies on that special night. Their life of togetherness had just started. But who would have thought that it would soon turn upside down with an old flame of love soon entering their lives and wreaking havoc in it? It was none other than his best friend - a man who loved him at one point the same way she did now. She was at crossroads, but she soon realized it was for the best that his true love was actually in his best friend and not her. But she kept a big heart and accepted their relationship, giving them their blessings."'

He eyed Ai and smiled. "This is me and you in this story, right? This is about Valentine's evening."

"Is that so?" She feigned ignorance.

"The first part is still fine. But what the hell is with this other best friend and a man at that, who came into their life later!? Zhou Ai, if I am reading this right, then does it mean you are shipping me with a guy in this excerpt?"

"Of course not."

"You are not only shipping me with him, but the supposed girlfriend, which is YOU, is also giving her blessings to this so-called new couple," his head was close to bursting, "a gay couple if I be explicit."

Ai nodded. "She just realized how cruel it was to separate the true lovers."

Jun's smile turned increasingly alarming. "Do you have any doubts about my sexuality?"

"No."

"Then if I may ask, why did you write this?"

"Before that, shouldn't you feel ashamed of peeking into your girlfriend's personal belongings?" She pointed out.

"Don't test my patience! Why the hell were you so happy while imagining about me and some random guy? Did you eat anything weird?"

Ai's eyes shone. "Ever since I met your uncles, my mind has been flooding with ideas. They look so good together. And then it looked so interesting to imagine you with another guy…" she blushed. "Then I wondered if some man really fell in love with you, what will I do? Then I realized what she realized as well in the story. I would have sacrificed my love for you and let you two to be together."

He sneered. "Why is it I see that you are not particularly feeling so tragic with your sacrifice?"

She pursed her lips. "You seriously lack imagination."

"Just admit that you have gotten brainwashed to see two men together!"

"I am sincerely not. As a writer, it's my job to think and give equal chances to all the beautiful imaginations flooding in my mind."

He smiled and climbed on top of her. "Forget imagination, let me make you aware of the reality here."

Ai tried to sneak out, but he mocked her and closed her path. "I need to drill my sexuality into you very clearly so that you would never have these wild imaginations again."

"It's not good to kill a writer's imagination," she protested.

"Yeah let's talk about that after I knock some punishment into you."

"W-we already did it last night…many times…" her voice was hoarse.

He smiled and whispered in her ear. "Let me show you what the mornings in MY imagination looks like."

—

After God knows how much time passed, Ai seriously had no strength to move. All sweaty and breathless, she was still shuddering with the after effects of the three passionate lovemaking rounds with which Jun dispersed all her senses into haywire.

He kissed her forehead. "Good that you learned your lesson."

She didn't have any energy to complain either.

"You are going to the library today, right?"

The mention of the library reacharged her with some much needed sparks. "Yes to see the cat again," she beamed. "I think the cat will definitely let me pet him today. We have been growing very close to each other these days," she proudly said.

He chuckled. "You sure the cat thinks the same way too?"

She gave him a displeased stare. "I will prove it to you today. I will take a picture of me petting the cat and send it to you."

"Good luck."

—

"Kitty, kitty, kitty," Ai called out to the cat as she reached the alley where the cat usually spent his time.

She pursed her lips, not finding the cat anywhere.

Where must he have gone?