Hair Coiling Chapter 4 MING YAN

Chapter 4 Ming Yan

I was running in darkness.
Surroundings were overshadowed by dark fog as think as deep sea. There was no end on the road behind me and no destination ahead, either. The space between sky and earth was enlarged unlimitedly, deadly still. I didn't know where I was and how to find my way out.
I was scared. I thought myself as an eccentric girl who was afraid no loneliness but apparently I was wrong. When alone here in such a dark, silent and open space, I could feel by heart the invisible power of loneliness and terror. In 21st century, I could shut myself indoor for a couple of month without contact with friends, but couldn't live without internet, even though internet to me was nothing more than e-novels, online movies and messages of Xiao Cong. Actually it was another way for me to learn information of society. Once all this disappeared and I was the only one left in this space, facing the true meaning of loneliness and quietness, how long could I live? I really didn't know. I guessed I would be mad shortly.
Human beings were social animals - it was absolutely true, and I was just one of them, nothing special.
Was it netherworld? Or I died again? I was tired of running, sitting on the ground, panting heavily. 'So, it's not that terrible to die.' I thought, thinking of the scenes happened before I fainted which made me agree with the meaning of 'better dying than living'. Where was I now in the netherworld? Why there was no ghost soldier came to guide me? Where was the junior Yama with a pacifier biting in the mouth?
A beam of light shot down suddenly from mid air like an intense light focusing attention to the hero on the stage. There was golden dust floating in the blue light. A blue-haired boy dressed in black appeared garishly in the light like an angle with a red rose in his hand.
Haha! Anything would be silly if overacted. But I determined to forgive him considering he was a super handsome boy.
'Honey!' Blue-haired boy threw himself on me and gave a lick on my face and then, tightly hugging my waist, rested in my arms like a kitty, bearing an expression of happiness. 'Honey, I miss you so much!'
I blinked, seeing this blue-haired cuttie whom I never saw before, didn't know what it was all about. 'Eh... May I ask who you are?'
Though I didn't know him, I was reluctant to let go of him. After all, er ... he was such a beautiful Shota. (A Japanese comic figure, a kind of sissy young man) His short blue hair glittered coldly and stuck obediently on his head; his skin was as milky and soft as a newly shelled egg; there were slightly up-curled long eyelashes on his big black eyes; his nose was small and up-straight; his lips were as red and fresh as juicy cherries that made me feel like swallow them up. Lord! Looked at him! He would be a real girls-killer in the future.
'Oh, honey, you are so bad! You forgot me in one day!' The blue-haired cuttie blinked his big shiny black eyes, which were fixing on me plaintively. 'In order to pluck rose special for the date with you, my hands were pricked by thorns!' He curled his lips.
'Oh yes? Show me, where is it?' Perplexed by his cute appearance, I swiftly threw away the question who he was and why he called me 'honey'. I grasped his hands and saw there were truly some red dots on it. 'Poor boy, let sister help you!' I put that hand into my mouth and sucked it. It was a rare chance to have a lovely boy in arms, I would be stupid if sitting tight still. Thinking that my name on internet was 'Shota Hunter' and hunting cute boys was my profession - Shota boys who aged between 15 to 20 were my target of chase. It was a pity I could only enjoy myself in the fictitious world by packing cutties' pictures with computers, but now there was a true perfect one appeared before me, how could my nickname be worthy if I didn't do something to him?
'Oh, honey, you are so kind to me.' Blue-haired cuttie stuck to me tightly and gave a lick to my neck. He blinked his big eyes which was as tender as the ones of a small deer with a shy look.
I was goosebumps all over, but ..., not disgusting. 'But why licking? It would cause tinea.' I gave his milky cheek a gentle squeeze and smiled.
'Lick?' A little flush crept into Shota's cute face. He lowered his eyelids and whispered diffidently, 'Uncle Niu told me it was called "kiss" made by people to their beloved.'
'Kiss?' What a bungled teaching! Good boys would never become talented if falling into the hands of a bad teacher. However, the point was ... It was strange that the little thing was seducing me! It was cool to be loved by a handsome boy and my vanity was fully gratified. 'It's not the way to kiss. Who is your Uncle Niu - screw up teaching like that!' Seeing little Shota's blushed face, I pretended to be solemn.
'It's not?' Little Shota's lovely small mouth slightly opened by surprise.
'Of course not.' I licked my lips and smiled viciously, 'Do you want sister to teach you?'
He blushed again, lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes quivered slightly. I was driven mad by his every move. Hardly could I wait for his admission, I bent my face down over his and sucked his small pink lips.
'En ... I nearly cried by the comfort - so sweet ... like ice cream ..., so delicious ... like crisp pancakes ..., so soft ... like cotton candy ..., and so tender ... like tofu jelly ...
Before Shota could make any response, his little mouth was totally eaten up by me. I didn't let go his sweet lips until I found myself could hardly breathe. Little Shota looked back at me, panting; there was untold desire shining in his eyes. Tut-tut, I saw his shy look with growing tendency to crime. Thinking of this, I threw myself on him again ...
En ... it was nice ..., eh? Little Shota was kissing back? Well, good boy, worthy teaching - kind of jerky at beginning, but more skillful gradually and now, he was even counterattacking me! En ... not bad ... worth of ...
This time I was lost in his kiss, panting, nearly out of breath. When he let go of me, my heart was full of senses of accomplishment at once seeing his dark eyes twinkling with light of love. 'This is what a kiss should be like, clear?' I smiled, stroking his milky cheeks.
'Yes!' Little Shota responded without more ado. He drew his lips near again and looked at me with eager, 'Now I know how it feel - so cool! Honey, do you like me to kiss you?'
'So much!' I couldn't resist his luring and sucked his lips again, deciding to continue with brainwashing to make him my exclusive domain. 'Don't gossip with your uncle Niu, if you want to learn lessons of physical hygiene, you can turn to me and I will teach you as best as I can!' I said indistinctively while kissing.
'Hm ...' Little Shota said unsteadily under my gnawing, 'I will be obedient to you, honey ... I ... I have kissed you ... hm ... you got to be responsible to me ...'
'Hm ..., right ...' There was a cuttie before me! Let me eat him up first! I would do anything even if he want me to go to hell! 'I will ... responsible ...' Hm ... real sweet and delicious ...
'Then let's go ..., em ...' Seeing I was obsessed with him so deep, little Shota was so excited that he collected himself after controlled his breathing and said, 'Let's get married!'
'Hm ..., marry ..., marry?' I sobered up at once, struggled away from his lips, hastily held off his mouth seeing him coming to me again and asked solemnly, 'Who are you indeed?'
'Me?' A mysterious smile appeared on little Shota's curled lips, 'Why? I'm your dear husband, honey! I want more ...' He continued sending forth his small mouth.
'Stop it ...' After realizing I could barely control myself, I was afraid I had to push him away from me and stood up, 'Who the hell you are? Do not lie to me!'
There was a look of hurt in his eyes. He stood up, too, looked at me with hidden bitterness. 'I should know you didn't truly want to marry me. Uncle Niu said you were a bad girl who just wanted to flirt with me ... oh ...' He felt wronged and burst into tears.
Seeing him weeping again, I fussed around suddenly. 'Eh ... don't cry, please! I even don't know your uncle Niu, how could he damage my reputation by talking a load of crap! Oh, dear, how could it be possible to flirt with you? You are such a lovely thing! My dearest ... alright, alright, don't cry, dear ...'
'So, do you want to marry me?' Little Shota asked unyieldingly. I started for a moment. Did this boy have Oedipus complex? He seemed around 15 at most and I nearly doubled the age, what's more, it was beyond my psychological limit even if he would. Seeing me hesitated, he curled down his lips and started to cry again.
'I do, I do!' My heart ached so bad on his hurt expressions, 'My dear, don't cry ...'
'You will? You mean it?' Something shining in little Shota's eyes.
'It's true, I mean it.' I kept nodding.
'Honey!' Little Shota threw himself over and hugged me tightly, 'I love you so much!'
Hardly could he finish his words, something weird happened: Little Shota's body began to shrink gradually and after a while, it turned into a figure of a three-year-old baby hanging on me by a pair of small chubby hands clinching over my neck.
I was in a big surprise, holding up his small body whose deer-like eyes were watching shyly into mine. That face, that figure ... I gaped at him for quite a moment, then, after realizing what was going on, I blurt out hysterically, 'Ming Yan --! You little devil! You dared trick me!'
I finally recognized who he was - the one whom I once teased as a balt-assed chick; the one who sent me to revive in the body of Wei Jinlan's daughter and caused me to be tortured at the moment of wakeup; the little son of Yama in Hades - Ming Yan - Junior Yama of the netherworld!