Chapter 31 Domineering School Prince's Wet Love 31 [Partial Rewrite] Forced...

It was evening, dark clouds were low in the sky, and the air was filled with a damp, earthy smell. The city lights shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, blurry as if through a layer of frosted glass.

Ye Ling stood barefoot in front of the cold glass, motionless.

[…Zizi…System restarting…]

In my mind, the electronic sound of 778 was intermittent, mixed with harsh electrical noise.

[Warning! Host's heart rate is abnormal...Cortisol levels are exceeding the standard...]

[Environmental scan…Target person ‘Jiang Lian’ OOC value: ???…Critical level exceeded…Undetectable…]

[Task logic module… Error… Error! Core instruction conflict…]

[Zizi... Forced separation protocol pre-start...]

The corners of Ye Ling's mouth curved into a barely perceptible arc. Living under Jiang Lian's omnipresent gaze every day, and being repeatedly asked for at night, how could a little bird like him not be "stressed"?

[…Departing from feasibility analysis…]

[Scheme A: Actively trigger high-risk events (failure rate 99.8%, target monitoring extreme).]

[Plan B: Search for loopholes in the world's rules (Scanning... None found... The rules of this world have been severely distorted).]

[Plan C: Forced energy separation... Requires drastic fluctuations in the host's vital signs...]

[…Plan C preloaded…waiting for the ‘opportunity’…]

Opportunity? Ye Ling looked out the window blankly.

The rain finally came down in torrents, the big raindrops hitting the glass fiercely, making a crackling sound. The curtain of water blurred the whole world.

"What are you looking at?"

A deep voice sounded from behind.

Ye Ling's body stiffened.

Jiang Lian had been standing behind him without him knowing when, her eyes looking over his shoulder at the rain curtain, her tone devoid of emotion.

"...It's raining heavily." Ye Ling's voice was dry, and he subconsciously took a small step to the side.

Jiang Lian didn't move, his gaze fixed on his bare ankles. The room was kept at a constant temperature, but walking barefoot for too long would always get cold.

"Go back to the sofa." The tone of command left no room for questioning.

Ye Ling pursed her lips, and finally turned around as she was told, walking back to the large sofa in the middle of the living room.

As soon as he sat down, Jiang Lian followed him, but instead of preparing dinner immediately, she squatted on one knee in front of him and held his cold ankle.

"!" Ye Ling was startled and subconsciously wanted to retract her foot.

"Don't move." Jiang Lian held his ankle tightly, pulled out a pair of soft wool socks from somewhere, and carefully put them on him. "I've told you so many times, don't walk barefoot on the floor."

His movements were gentle and focused, as if he were handling a precious and fragile treasure. Ye Ling stared at his drooping brows, forgetting to resist for a moment.

When Ye Ling came back to her senses, she only retracted her feet, which were already wearing socks.

Jiang Lian didn't force it. He stood up and walked towards the bar next to the open kitchen: "It's time for dinner."

He swiftly took out a few dishes, placed them on a small dining cart, and pushed them to the low table in front of the sofa. These were all dishes that Ye Ling had accidentally shown a fondness for.

Ye Ling looked at the exquisite food and had no appetite.

Jiang Lian sat down on the sofa next to him, but he had no intention of eating. He picked up a small bowl of corn soup, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and handed it to Ye Ling's lips.

"Open your mouth."

Ye Ling pursed her lips in resistance.

Jiang Lian seemed to have great patience. The spoon rested steadily on his lips, his eyes calm but with a hint of pressure: "Do you need me to repeat it?"

The air stagnated for a few seconds.

Ye Ling opened her mouth and the warm soup slid into her mouth. It tasted fresh and fragrant but there was no warmth to be tasted, only stickiness.

"Swallow it." Jiang Lian took back the spoon only after confirming that the food was swallowed.

The next spoonful was passed over. Ye Ling passively accepted the feeding. Jiang Lian occasionally spoke in a low and slow voice:

"Today's cod is very tender. It's flown in. Eat more."

"This soup has been simmering for four hours, just for you."

[…Zi… The host’s vital signs are fluctuating more…Energy monitoring…] 778 faintly prompted.

Dinner ended in a suffocating silence. Jiang Lian cleared the tableware but didn't leave. He picked up his tablet and began to work on his homework.

Ye Ling was asked to sit quietly beside him.

Time passed. Ye Ling tried to clear her mind, staring at an abstract line on the opposite wall, trying to block out the powerful presence around her.

But if he just slightly adjusted his sitting posture, or let his eyes wander for a while longer—

"What? Are you tired?" Jiang Lian's voice sounded immediately.

Ye Ling: “…”

As the night deepened, the rain outside the window became more violent, washing over the city fiercely.

There was only a dim bedside lamp on in the master bedroom, and the light cast heavy shadows on the dark gray walls and furniture.

Ye Ling lay stiffly on the edge of the bed, his back to Jiang Lian, his body tense. He could clearly feel someone approaching from behind.

The next moment, a strong arm forcefully crossed his waist and abdomen, dragging him backwards.

Ye Ling's back slammed into his hard, hot chest. Jiang Lian tightened his arms, pressing the two of them together tightly, leaving no gaps.

His heartbeat was rapid and excited in the night, hitting his back again and again.

The hot breath sprayed on the back of his neck, and Ye Ling struggled subconsciously, but as soon as he moved, the iron arm around his waist immediately tightened.

"Don't move." Jiang Lian rubbed his ear with his lips, his voice low and hoarse, "Just like this today... hold me."

As he spoke, he tightened his arms again, embedding Ye Ling deeper into his arms, resting his chin on his soft golden hair, his posture like a giant dragon entwining a treasure.

[…Host…vital signs…critical…out of program…energy preparation…] 778’s intermittent voice rang in his head.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Ye Ling's consciousness was blurred, an extremely weak vibration came from the clothes he hid deep in the closet.

Buzz——

Two short vibrations are a message reminder!

Ye Ling's heart instantly jumped into her throat. It had to be Su Xiaoxiao! She was the only one who still remembered her and was still trying to contact her.

He bit his lower lip and held his breath.

Jiang Lian, who was standing behind him, paused slightly almost at the same time.

The arm around his waist remained firm, but Ye Ling could feel the muscles behind him tense instantly. The spray on the back of his neck made his breathing pause for a moment.

Dead silence.

"What's that noise?" Jiang Lian's voice sounded softly.

Ye Ling's throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand and she couldn't make a sound.

"Go get it," Jiang Lian ordered, his tone unwavering. The hand that had been resting on his waist moved to his shoulder, twisting his body, which had been trying to curl up, to face him.

In the darkness, Jiang Lian's dark eyes were like a beast lurking in the abyss, warily observing any subtle changes on the prey's face.

Ye Ling had no choice but to get up, slowly find clothes from the depths of the closet, and take out the hidden old cell phone.

Jiang Lian's eyes fell on the phone, and his expression darkened instantly. But he didn't try to grab it forcefully. He simply reached out and opened his palm.

"Give me."

Ye Ling had no choice but to place the phone on his open palm.

Jiang Lian withdrew his hand and lightly stroked the side of the phone with his fingertips. The screen lit up, and the dim light illuminated his stern jawline.

On the lock screen, a text message popped up clearly:

"Ye Ling, let's go to the park again, tomorrow at 3pm! - Xiaoxiao"

"The old place?" Jiang Lian's voice was so soft and calm that it was creepy.

"The park? Three o'clock?" He repeated Su Xiaoxiao's words. "What do you want to do? With her? Or... do you want to... run away with her?"

"No..." Ye Ling's eyes subconsciously dodged, "I just... told her about the recent stalking, and she was worried about me..."

"Worried?" Jiang Lian's eyes darkened as he approached, "Then have you told her that your boyfriend will protect you?" His voice suddenly turned cold, "Or... do you also think I'd hurt you?"

Ye clenched her fists and lowered her head in silence.

"Call her on video." Jiang Lian handed the phone back, his voice unquestionable, "Call her now. Let her see with her own eyes how safe you are with me."

Ye Ling had no choice but to make a video call. The screen lit up, and when Su Xiaoxiao saw Jiang Lian, her face turned pale.

Jiang Lian, however, seemed not to notice her reaction. He reached out and pulled Ye Ling to his side, his tone deliberately gentle: "Come, say something to your friend. Don't let her worry."

Ye Ling lowered her eyes, quickly kissed Jiang Lian on the side of her cheek, and whispered to the screen, "Xiaoxiao, I'm fine, really."

He knew in his heart that as long as he endured for a while longer and waited for the "opportunity" that 778 mentioned, he would be able to completely escape from this world and would never need to escape again.

The next afternoon, the three met in the park as agreed.

Ye Ling tried her best to act natural, even taking Jiang Lian's hand. Su Xiaoxiao stood opposite, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was about to say something but hesitated.

While Jiang Lian was buying a drink nearby, Ye Ling quickly approached Su Xiaoxiao and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, all this... will be over soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Lian returned with a drink. His face, which had been slightly relaxed, suddenly darkened when he caught sight of Ye Ling's unfinished whisper and Su Xiaoxiao's suddenly tense expression.

On the way back, the air pressure was terribly low. Jiang Lian drove in silence all the way. As soon as he entered the apartment, he turned around abruptly, trapping Ye Ling between himself and the wall.

"It's almost over..." His voice was terribly suppressed. "Ye Ling, tell me, what's going to end?"

"I'm just saying..." Ye Ling turned her head away, avoiding his burning gaze, "Tell Su Xiaoxiao not to worry anymore...that's all."

"You're lying!" Jiang Lian squeezed every word out between his teeth. "You're leaving, aren't you? You and her have made plans, right?!"

"No." Ye Ling struggled to push him away, "Let me go!"

"What's wrong with me? Tell me." Jiang Lian changed his tone and grabbed Ye Ling's wrist. His voice was shaking and his eyes were red. "I will change, Ye Ling. I'm willing to change anything! As long as you don't leave me... Don't abandon me..."

The humility and panic in his tone almost overflowed, and for the first time, those eyes that were always filled with paranoia and cruelty reflected a broken uneasiness.

Ye Ling looked at him, and finally hardened her heart. She said coldly, "Let me go first."

"I won't let go!" Jiang Lian squeezed him tightly into her arms, buried her head in the crook of his neck and whispered, "As soon as I let go... you will definitely disappear... Just like now, I'm holding you so tightly, why do I still feel like you're so far away from me..."

His voice became lower and lower, and finally turned into a helpless murmur: "Don't leave me... Ye Ling... Please..."

But this humble begging only lasted for a moment before it was completely swallowed up by the more ferocious possessive desire.

He dragged Ye Ling, strode towards the bedroom, and threw her roughly into the soft big bed.

He quickly unbuttoned his shirt, leaned over and pressed it down, with desperate madness rolling in his eyes.

"Let go! Jiang Lian! You are such a lunatic!" Ye Ling struggled violently, trying to push him away with her hands and feet.

"Yes! I'm crazy!" Jiang Lian growled, tore open his collar, and bit hard on the white collarbone!

"You are mine... mine..." He repeated it over and over again, like a curse and a prayer.

The stinging pain from the bite mixed with the humiliation of being invaded again made Ye Ling's consciousness gradually blurred. The world twisted and spun before his eyes, and in the end, only Jiang Lian's eyes burning with crazy flames remained.

[Warning! Host's vital signs are fluctuating violently! Critical!]

【Forced to exit the program! 】

[Countdown…3…2…1…]

778's sharp electronic alarm exploded wildly in Ye Ling's mind.

Jiang Lian, however, could not hear. He bit and sank his body deep into Ye Ling's chest, trying to completely wrap himself around her, to completely imprison her so that she could never leave him...

Buzz!!!

A huge amount of energy suddenly exploded without any warning, with Ye Ling's body as the center!

The blinding pure white light instantly engulfed the entire bedroom!

"ah--!"

Jiang Lian was so close that he took the brunt of the attack! He only had time to let out a short, muffled groan before his entire body was struck by an invisible giant hammer and sent flying by the violent energy shockwave.

Bang!

His body slammed heavily against the heavy wooden door of the master bedroom. He fell to the ground in a mess, his throat sweet, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his lips.

Everything in front of his eyes was white and his ears were buzzing.

The white light burst out quickly and dissipated just as quickly. It lasted for less than a second before the terrifying energy, powerful enough to rip apart space, receded like a tide, vanishing without a trace.

The light faded.

Only the dim light of the bedside lamp remained in the bedroom, illuminating the mess on the floor - a broken cell phone, decorations overturned by the air wave, and... the bed.

Jiang Lian struggled to raise his head, ignoring the excruciating pain and dizziness, and cast his bloodshot eyes towards the center of the large bed.

Empty.

Ye Ling disappeared.

The warm body that he had just imprisoned and bitten evaporated without a trace in an instant, like thin snow thrown into the scorching sun.

Only...

Only one feather remained.

A feather about five centimeters long, shining with a strange luster, swirled in the air and slowly fell.

It landed lightly in the center of the messy dark gray sheets, and under the dim light, it exuded a deep and mysterious blue-green luster.

"Ye Ling...?" He called out hoarsely, his voice broken.

Dead silence.

Only the roar of the rain outside the window responded to him.

"Ye Ling!" He roared in disbelief, used his hands and feet to get up from the ground, and staggered towards the empty bed.

"Come out! Come out right here!" He frantically lifted the quilt, shook off the pillow, and scratched the cold sheets in vain with his fingers, as if trying to dig the disappeared person out of the void.

Nothing! Nothing at all! Only that feather, lying there quietly, emitting a faint blue-green light.

"Impossible... Impossible!" Jiang Lian's sanity completely collapsed, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like a madman.

He jumped out of bed and frantically searched the huge bedroom like a trapped animal that had lost its way. He opened every closet door and even lay on the floor to check under the bed...

"Where are you? Where have you been hiding?! Come out! Ye Ling!!"

The roar echoed in the empty bedroom.

Finally, he rushed to the bed and grabbed the feather. The soft feather trembled slightly in his hands, and its unique and beautiful blue-green color stung his eyes.

"Impossible..." Jiang Lian clutched the feather tightly, his voice hoarse and paranoid, "He's hiding... He must be hiding! He's still here! He's right here. Ye Ling! Come out!"