Su Lele felt a wave of absurdity.
She recalled everything she had experienced since entering this manor.
The owner of the mansion, with gray eyes, the same-sex-related murals, the desire to find his bride…
One by one, one thing after another, reappeared in her mind and then formed a complete line, connecting everything. A clear answer emerged.
Su Lele felt like a joke, a toy for others to play with.
Xiao Chen was the other owner of this manor!
She trembled in anger. Her expression twisted grotesquely, and her face began to twitch.
Damn it!
There’s no way she would survive this! Xiao Chen would never let her go!
With this thought, her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto her knees.
She looked up to the sky and let out a sharp laughter. Mixed with a sense of self-deprecation and self-pity, it was extremely harsh and piercing. These few sounds of laughter, like a howl, evoked pity in people.
Finally, Su Lele lowered her head and her gaze became indifferent. She regained her composure, saying, “Go ahead and kill me.”
The man raised an eyebrow but didn’t say a word. Instead, he squinted his eyes, his gray eyes remaining calm.
Xiao Chen turned his head and exchanged a smile with the man.
Wang Xueke, who was nearby, seemed to watch the scene with confusion and astonishment. She was puzzled and somewhat frightened by the sudden appearance of the man next to Xiao Chen, and their intimate interactions.
The man glared at Wang Xueke, who immediately fell silent and dared not move.
Jing Hezhi embraced Xiao Chen’s waist and curled his lips.
The next moment, the two of them both disappeared from the spot.
Wang Xueke opened her mouth and was about to say something.
Suddenly, her head began to throb intensely. It felt like the world was collapsing as she experienced a jarring sensation. Her body involuntarily tilted to the side. Before she could regain her composure, the surroundings had already changed, and the place filled with corpses had vanished.
She slowly sat up, looking around in disbelief.
She found herself lying in a room filled with girlish and pink decor, with various sizes of stuffed animals piled nearby. There were also several sets of jk schoolgirl uniforms hanging on the side.
She covered her mouth and burst into tears.
She was back.
Su Lele knelt rigidly in place, and she could clearly sense that the environment around her had undergone a drastic change, as if she had been instantly transported from one place to another.
She suddenly turned around and noticed that the bodies that should have been lying around had all disappeared. She found herself in a small and unfamiliar room, just like in a dream. Everything in front of her seemed incredibly unreal.
This place…
Su Lele’s breathing quickened, and she trembled all over. She reached out to touch the wall behind her, but no matter how she felt it, it was a real, solid, and sturdy wall.
She leaned against the wall and crouched down, trembling all over, with both hands holding her head.
When she killed her boyfriend, she didn’t even flinch. When she knew she was going to be killed, she remained indifferent.
But at this moment, her expression seemed bewildered, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes that she couldn’t conceal.
It was completely different from her previous behavior.
The surroundings were perfectly square, like walls of solid copper and iron, with no windows and no furniture. It was an empty room, except for a locked iron door that confirmed it was a room.
Before she could react, the empty room began to change.
Out of thin air, a metal chair appeared in the place of the iron door. Seated on the chair was a middle-aged man with a large belly. His hands and feet were bound by sharp iron chains attached to the chair, which pierced his skin and flesh. To unlock them would surely mean tearing his skin and flesh apart.
His eyes were covered with a black cloth, and his head was pressed onto the table that was part of the chair. He couldn’t move.
Above his head, a gleaming, sharp ax dangled, ready to drop at any moment and sever the man’s body upon impact. The man’s mouth was gagged, rendering him unable to make any noises except for muffled swallowing sounds.
Su Lele’s reaction to seeing him was significant. She rolled off the floor, her eyes somewhat bloodshot, her fingers clenched into fists.
Before she could react, a cold, chilling voice echoed in the air.
“Do you hate him?”
Su Lele remained silent, her body trembling even more intensely, her eyes bulging. This completely exposed her innermost hatred.
“Do you want to get out of here alive?”
Su Lele’s face remained pale, her breathing quickening, expression twisting in a grotesque manner.
“Do you want to kill him or not?” The old man’s voice, like a devil’s whisper, continued to influence her inner thoughts.
Su Lele took a deep breath, clenching her jaw.
“Do you still remember this room?” The old man’s voice paused. “He’s the one who took your innocence here. Haven’t you been searching for him all these years?”
Su Lele’s fingernails dug into her own flesh. She could feel a sharp pain in her palm.
She wasn’t dreaming.
“Isn’t it because of him that you’ve become the way you are today? Hehehe.”
“Do you want him dead or not?”
“All you have to do is pull the rope next to you, and the ax will drop. Then, you can leave this place!”
The old man emitted a sinister chuckle, tinged with mockery. “Are you willing?”
Su Lele’s expression subtly changed.
“Nobody else will know about today’s events except us!”
So.
Are you willing?
However, whatever lies beyond that iron door is uncertain. Is it hope, endlessness, or even deeper despair?
Do you really think you’ve escaped the devil’s game?
Xiao Chen stood still in his place, observing the changes around him.
The man appeared behind him, his fingers slowly sliding down his waist.
The red candle flickered, gently swaying.
The two of them returned to the master bedroom where everyone had initially entered.
The man’s long hair was casually swept behind his ears, gracefully flowing down. He wore his usual red attire as the candlelight bathed him in an extremely elegant light.
The room was filled with red decorations, with the character “喜” that covered the entire room.
It matched the man’s attire perfectly.
Xiao Chen raised an eyebrow and turned around.
Jing Hezhi smiled and slowly removed the mask from Xiao Chen’s face, tossing it aside carelessly. With a firm grip, he held Xiao Chen’s slender waist and affectionately kissed his nose.
Xiao Chen still held a grudge against the paintings on the walls, only responding with a cold snort. “I had no idea you painted so many.”
Jing Hezhi choked up for a moment and then laughed. “Feelings have their own origins, deep and unwavering. You are the only one who occupies my thoughts.”
Xiao Chen wasn’t angry at all and was even less likely to say anything when he heard the man’s sweet words.
He reached behind to grasp the man’s neck, gazing at the room full of red decorations and double happiness symbols, then with a knowing tone, asked, “What do you intend to do in this room?”
The man pursed his lips, a playful smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
Jing Hezhi’s fingers rested at the small of Xiao Chen’s back, and his voice, teasing and not at all serious, responded, “Of course, it’s for the marriage consummation.”
Xiao Chen’s phoenix eyes slightly lifted, showing a smile filled with deep affection that couldn’t be hidden.
“I want to give you a formal ceremony. I want to hold a wedding with you,” Jing Hezhi’s voice was calm and unhurried.
Though Xiao Chen had guessed something like this when he first saw the room, hearing the man say it still touched his heart deeply. It was like something was tapping on Xiao Chen’s chest, slowly and gently, not causing pain but making him feel a strange sensation, a bittersweet feeling.
“All this time, my regret was that in every world, we couldn’t give each other a legitimate status or hold a wedding that belongs to you and me,” Jing Hezhi’s voice carried a hint of lingering tenderness.
This was also his ultimate goal in entering this new world.
Xiao Chen slightly opened his lips, but he didn’t speak. There was a faint redness in his eyes.
The next moment, Jing Hezhi brought out a set of red wedding attire, holding it in his hands.
The attire was extremely intricate, featuring cloud sleeves and motifs that resonated with the elements of what the man was wearing. It was adorned with patterns of roses and intertwining serpents, exactly matching the tattoo on Xiao Chen’s back.
“So,” the man pursed his lips, smiled, and said seriously, “Darling, are you willing to hold this ceremony with me tonight?”
It may sound like a request for the young man’s opinion, but in this world, no one would understand Xiao Chen better than Jing Hezhi. His darling wouldn’t be able to refuse his request.
In each dimension, the happiness worth cherishing was that they aged together, enduring every remaining life together.
However, the regret that remained in each world, was that they never officially tied the knot or held a ceremony signifying that they would be lifelong partners. Even in the previous dimension, where they exchanged rings, there was no proper process.
Xiao Chen pursed his lips, buried his head in the man’s chest, and then nodded slightly, tightly holding the man’s neck with both hands. He may seem calm on the surface, but only the man knew that his darling was trembling all over.
Jing Hezhi carefully kissed the top of Xiao Chen’s head, filled with a touch of tenderness.
Love you.
The process of changing clothes was quite tantalizing. Xiao Chen didn’t undress himself, nor did he dress himself. It was all done by the man instead.
The man’s slender fingers kept caressing Xiao Chen’s skin, as if admiring a beautiful work of art. It was as though a highly disciplined venomous snake was observing its prey, patiently waiting to devour its feast.
Ironically, it was Xiao Chen who found himself increasingly uncomfortable due to the man’s teasing. He was enchanted by the man’s charming face, making his heart itch, the urge to pounce on him stronger than ever.
He didn’t know how long it took to put on the clothes, but Xiao Chen felt like he had been teased beyond measure.
The man only raised the corner of his mouth and tied the belt around Xiao Chen’s waist, looking satisfyingly at the young man in his arms.
The red attire on the young man’s body emphasized his flawless skin, giving him an air of elegance.
His long neck was exposed, and his phoenix eyes slightly upturned, carrying an unmistakable allure.
The reflection in those eyes, illuminated by the red candles, seemed to depict only the figure of the man himself.
Jing Hezhi’s Adam’s apple rolled slightly.
It was more beautiful than he had imagined.
The man held Xiao Chen’s hand and led him outside, slowly opening and closing the door.
Outside the door was no desolate or empty scene; it was a great surprise that awaited Xiao Chen. The courtyard’s layout had also changed, with several round banquet tables added.
Surprisingly, there were people sitting in chairs, enjoying food and conversation, all dressed in vibrant clothes and appearing cheerful.
“………”
Xiao Chen gazed at the ground under their feet, and it appeared as if they were all floating in the air.
These were not people but clearly a group of spirits.
However, they all looked human-like, without the unattractive appearance of the dead or faces as pale as zombies. From a distance, they indeed looked like an ordinary group attending a wedding.
Xiao Chen and Jing Hezhi were both men, and even though Xiao Chen was the 0, there was no need to cover his head in red. They both confidently revealed their faces, wearing the same style of red attire as the man.
The elderly woman from before, who had shown various loving and caring looks towards Xiao Chen, was sitting below, smiling as she watched the two men come out of the door.
The scene before them was almost too beautiful, making Xiao Chen feel a bit reserved. He raised his head and met the man’s gaze, his heart rate seemed to accelerate inexplicably.
The man smiled and led Xiao Chen forward step by step.
The elderly woman stood up from her chair, holding a long red ribbon in her hand. She walked towards the two of them.
The ribbon was quite long, with two ball-shaped decorations that resembled flowers.
Jing Hezhi took what the elderly woman handed to him, and with a subtle smile, he gently helped Xiao Chen tie it around his wrist. He then gazed at the young man with a playful expression.
Xiao Chen hesitated for a moment but quickly understood what the woman meant. He imitated the man’s actions and tied it around the man’s wrist, doing it skillfully.
Two hearts forever united.
The audience erupted into thunderous applause. The spectators’ expressions were not stiff, and they didn’t seem awkward with each other. It all appeared quite normal, and there were even a few children quietly enjoying the delicious dishes laid out on the tables.
Facing each other, Xiao Chen and Jing Hezhi, led by the man, bowed to each other four times.
In ancient Chinese weddings, three bows were customary: the first to heaven and earth, the second to the ancestors, and the third to their parents. The final bow was between the bride and groom.
However, since neither of them had parents and they didn’t believe in heaven, earth, or deities, they skipped the formalities.
They had each other, and that was enough.
So these four bows were meant for each other. There was a glint in the man’s eyes, and a smile in Xiao Chen’s.
The man raised an eyebrow, motioning for Xiao Chen to lean closer.
In this pleasant atmosphere, Xiao Chen was expecting the man to say something to set the mood, so he looked at him with bright eyes, leaning his ear in.
However, to his surprise, the man’s voice was husky, with an unmistakable seductive tone, as he said, “The ceremony is over, shall we go to the bridal chamber?”
Heh, this old man.
Then they live happily ever after! Yay!!
This is finally done, thanks to everyone who somehow managed to stick with me and the many other past translators of the novel. I’ll be picking up a new novel soon, stay tuned