Chapter 53: Pure Love Landlord Black Tenant 21 [Yes/No Start Stripping...

At dinner time, the long table was filled with dishes carefully prepared by Shao Ye, all of which were Ye Ling's favorite flavors.

"Today's fish is overcooked." Shao Ye poked the perfectly presented steamed fish on the plate with his chopsticks in boredom, then he sighed and put down his chopsticks.

Ye Ling paused holding the chopsticks and looked at him bewilderedly: "Ah? I think it's delicious..."

"What do you think?" Shao Ye raised his eyes. "How much of your 'feeling' is genuine? Or... is it just a mission requirement?"

Shao Ye's attack came so suddenly that Ye Ling could only subconsciously deny: "I didn't..."

"No?" Shao Ye became increasingly aggressive. "Then tell me, when you asked me to take off my clothes and be a model, with that timid, fearful, yet forced look on my face, did you really want to draw me? Or was it just to fulfill the task assigned to you by that damn system?"

Ye Ling was speechless: "Shao Ye... I..."

Shao Ye sneered, "Ye Ling, you're always like this. Looking at people with such innocent and pitiful eyes makes them soft-hearted, making them want to protect you and satisfy all your demands...including those ridiculous tasks that even you find disgusting! You're taking advantage of me."

"I didn't! I didn't want to use you..." Ye Ling wanted to explain eagerly.

"Enough." Shao Ye stood up suddenly, the chair legs scraping against the floor with a harsh sound. "Your mission, your system, your disguise... I've had enough. Have you had enough of this mansion?"

He took a deep breath, as if using up all his strength before speaking his next words. His voice trembled slightly, but he suppressed it forcefully: "You can leave here."

"Leave?" Ye Ling was struck by lightning and looked at Shao Ye in disbelief. "Why? I didn't mean to do that before."

"That's not important." Shao Ye interrupted him, turned around, and said in a cold voice, "Seeing you... reminds me of the days when I was like a fool and was fooled by you."

As if he didn't want to stay even a second longer, he turned and walked towards the study, leaving Ye Ling alone standing at the dining table.

In the study.

Shao Ye leaned against the cold door, his eyes closed, his chest heaving violently.

After slowing down, he quickly walked to the desk and tapped his fingers rapidly on the keyboard.

On the screen, 778's complex code flowed like a waterfall. He carefully reversed the process. This time, it wasn't destruction, but repair.

He was trying to reactivate the 778's base breakaway capability.

Time passed slowly, and beads of sweat appeared on Shao Ye's forehead.

Finally, a green progress bar popped up on the screen: [Repairing the core disconnect protocol... 98%... 99%... 100%! Repair complete! Basic permissions restored to the disconnect function!]

[Zizi ...

At the same time, an electronic sound like a bad signal rang in Ye Ling's dazed mind.

[Host? ...Is it...you?] 778's voice was weak and confused. [I...my core separation function...seems...recovered? Although...the energy is very low...but...can I try...to start...the return process?]

Ye Ling suddenly raised his head.

778? Recovered? Can I... leave?

Shao Ye...just as he was about to leave...778 recovered? Is this...a coincidence?

Could it be that... Shao Ye's coldness and expulsion just now... was because...

Just as this thought came to mind, the lights in the mansion went out with a click, and thick darkness swallowed up everything in an instant.

Ye Ling groped in the dark, trying to find the only thing in the mansion that made him feel at ease.

"...Shao Ye?"

He held onto the wall, groping around like a headless fly and calling out.

Shao Ye has become another owner of the mansion. His space is no longer limited to the basement, but also includes the living room, kitchen, and the dusty study upstairs. He has a wider range of activities than Ye Ling, who spends most of his time in his "Nest".

Where did Shao Ye go?

[Zizizi...] 778's voice was like an old radio with poor contact, intermittent. [Host! Let's quickly... get away...]

[No! Wait a minute!] Ye Ling refused without hesitation. He squeezed his eyes shut and then opened them again, trying to discern the familiar figure in the darkness.

[Host...my energy...really...] 778's voice became weaker and weaker.

Suddenly, Shao Ye's tall figure appeared in the darkness like a ghost.

He walked slowly and lightly from the side where the power was turned off, towards Ye Ling who was at a loss in the dark living room.

Ye Ling didn't hear any footsteps, but felt a familiar breath approaching with unprecedented aggressiveness.

"Shao..."

Ye Ling only had time to utter one word in her exclamation.

The cold fingers wrapped around his wrist like a poisonous snake.

"The power is out again." Shao Ye's low, hoarse voice rang close to his ear. The breath was hot and filled with a creepy excitement. "Don't be afraid."

Hearing these comforting words, Ye Ling's whole body stiffened.

This familiar darkness, this familiar strong and morbid control...

Jiang Lian!

In the previous world... that boy who had once held him in his arms, giving him the ultimate sense of security, yet also possessing a possessiveness and desire for control that made his heart palpitate to the point of almost suffocating...

Those vague but unforgettable memories, like a flood, overlapped madly with the vague but oppressive outline of Shao Ye in the darkness before his eyes.

Ye Ling's eyes suddenly widened, and his pupils shrank violently in the darkness due to extreme fear.

Shao Ye's fingers slowly stroked the smooth skin of his arm, causing tiny tremors wherever they passed.

Shao Ye's voice lowered even lower, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue in the darkness:

"...Even without light, you can still feel me, right? Just like those surveillance cameras you installed in the walls and ceiling, watching me day and night... Haha." He chuckled softly, which was particularly creepy. "You said... if I locked you in this eternal darkness, locked you in a place only I knew and no one else could find... so that you could only feel my warmth... forever..."

He paused deliberately, and his fingers suddenly tightened, leaving clearer fingerprints on Ye Ling's wrist.

"Always...stay with me."

——"Didn't you agree to be with me forever?"

Jiang Lian's low and paranoid voice transcended time and space, perfectly overlapping with Shao Ye's whisper at the moment.

boom--!

Ye Ling was struck by lightning, and all the feathers on his body exploded instantly.

The complex and intertwined nostalgia for Jiang Lian in the depths of his soul and the fear that penetrated deep into his bones were completely activated and detonated by Shao Ye's words.

His remaining dependence and reluctance to part with Shao Ye disappeared in an instant.

"No... let me go!" Ye Ling struggled and twisted with all her strength.

Shao Ye stopped talking nonsense and dragged the struggling Ye Ling towards the stairs leading to the basement without saying anything.

In the dark basement, the air was even colder and damper.

The only source of light was the cold blue light emitted by the laptop screen on Shao Ye's desk, which barely outlined the clutter piled up in the room.

"Bang!" Ye Ling was mercilessly thrown onto the cold and hard single bed by Shao Ye, and he saw stars.

"...Shao Ye! What exactly are you going to do?!" Ye Ling's voice was hoarse.

Shao Ye's tall figure loomed in front of the bed, his back to the blue light of the screen, his face blurred, only his eyes, like will-o'-the-wisp burning in the darkness, locked onto him.

"You know..." Shao Ye's voice was hoarse, with a morbid fascination, "From the first day I saw you, in that dimly lit club, when you clumsily slipped in front of me and looked at me with those wet, pretendingly innocent eyes... I wanted to do this."

"What..." Ye Ling widened her eyes in horror, completely unable to understand what he was saying.

The next second, Shao Ye suddenly leaned over, like a beast pouncing on its prey, and pressed his hot lips against Ye Ling's neck.

"Ugh!" Ye Ling cried out in sudden pain. It wasn't a kiss, it was a bite, a madness that seemed to want to devour him alive.

"Does it hurt?" Shao Ye raised his head, licking the blood on his lips with the tip of his tongue, his eyes flashing with chilling excitement, "Remember this feeling."

He stood up and quickly pulled out a few tough nylon cable ties from the toolbox next to him. Under Ye Ling's horrified and desperate gaze, he leaned over and grabbed Ye Ling's wrists and ankles irresistibly.

"No! Don't! Jiang..."

Ye Ling subconsciously begged for mercy and almost blurted out Jiang Lian's name.

This strange resemblance made him shudder violently, and the rest of his words were stuck in his throat.

Shao Ye turned a deaf ear and moved with precise and cold movements, without the slightest hesitation.

Ye Ling's wrists were forcibly brought together and the ties tightened. Her ankles were also bound and fixed to the iron frame at the end of the bed.

"You used to spy on me and secretly draw me, you drew so many..." Shao Ye took out a marker from somewhere, and gently tapped the cold tip of the pen on Ye Ling's fair and heaving chest, "Should I also... reciprocate?"

The pen tip falls.

"Ah!" Ye Ling trembled all over. The tip of the pen scratched her skin. Although it didn't hurt, it brought a feeling of itchiness, numbness and extreme shame.

Shao Ye focused on slowly outlining Ye Ling's fair skin. The tip of the pen moved over her waist, her flat belly, her trembling legs...

At this moment, the screen of the laptop computer on the desk, which had been emitting a faint blue light, suddenly switched.

The screen was clearly divided into two windows: one was Ye Ling's studio on the top floor, which was empty; the other was Ye Ling's bedroom upstairs, with an extremely tricky camera angle facing his bed!

Ye Ling's eyes accidentally swept across the screen and she was stunned.

“!!!”

"Oh? Did you see it?" Shao Ye followed his gaze and glanced at the screen. His tone remained calm, even with a hint of unhealthy amusement. "Didn't I tell you? We should reciprocate. Since you've been so attentive in monitoring me, I must give you a gift in return."

He leaned over, the cold tip of the marker maliciously rolling across Ye Ling's chest. "These cameras will always be watching you, no matter where you are or what you are doing... just like you watched me back then. Is that fair?"

"No..." Ye Ling almost lost her voice.

Shao Ye admired his fear, his eyes almost overflowing with a morbid satisfaction. After a long while, he finally threw away the marker and stroked Ye Ling's cheek with his cold fingers, his movements filled with a strange tenderness: "...Don't be afraid."

The more he said this, the more Ye Ling trembled.

Shao Ye leaned down and kissed Ye Ling's trembling lips. His teeth bit his lips, and his tongue pried open his teeth, plundering the salty and sweet taste in his mouth.

“Mmm…Mmm…”

Shao Ye's original intention was to scare Ye Ling, but the demon that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time was released at this moment.

For the first time, he realized with great clarity that deep in his heart lurked a monster that fed on Ye Ling's tears, fear, helplessness, and absolute obedience.

...We can't wait any longer.

He completely ignored Ye Ling's resistance and continued to deepen the kiss, sucking and biting to vent his feelings.

When he looked up, he saw Ye Ling, whose eyes were vacant, lips were red and swollen, and her body was covered with ink and tear stains. In an instant, an extreme pleasure of destroying the world completely overwhelmed his mind.

He forgot everything.

He leaned over again, and the hot kisses fell like raindrops, from the wet corners of the eyes to the swollen lips, and then to the collarbone with the bloody marks, all the way down...

The ink from the marker mixed with sweat and tears, creating dirty and gorgeous patterns on the fair skin.

"Don't worry." This was his last complete sentence, "I won't hurt you."

I don't know why...but it seems like he did this a long time ago.

He bent down naturally, and the crazy beast in his body strangely subsided, and did not stop him from bowing down in front of Ye Ling.

…

After an unknown amount of time, the storm finally subsided.

In the basement, Ye Ling's breathing could be heard, still filled with fear.

Ye Ling collapsed on the cold bed, her wrists and ankles bruised by the nylon straps, her body covered in dirty ink, mottled teeth marks and kiss marks.

The air is filled with an indescribable beautiful smell.

[Zizi...zizi...host...] 778's extremely weak electronic sound echoed in Ye Ling's chaotic mind. [Energy...critical...if...if we don't break away...we...will all...be annihilated...quickly...decide...]

Ye Ling's distracted eyes focused slightly. Leave? Leave this hell? Leave Shao Ye, the man who had cherished and protected him like a treasure, yet also pushed him into the abyss of fear?

778's prompt panel emerged in his mind with difficulty: [Yes/No to start the disengagement procedure?]

Shao Ye's crazy and morbid eyes, and the cold surveillance footage on the screen... intertwined with Jiang Lian's protective paranoia deep in his memory, forming a vortex of chaos.

Should I stay and find out what's going on, wasting my life in this twisted cage; or... grab the only way to survive and return to the fast-forward game?

In the end, the instinct to survive overwhelmed all complex emotions.

The string named "Shao Ye" was temporarily broken after this sudden injury.

Ye Ling hesitated for a moment, then used his consciousness to gently click on the flashing "Yes".

There was no earth-shattering light, no loud noise of space being torn apart.

Shao Ye pushed the door open and walked back into the basement.

On the bed, the body covered in red marks and ink stains, like a pencil drawing erased by an eraser, disappeared silently under his gaze.

Only the fresh grass-like scent belonging to Ye Ling lingered in the air, as well as the messy wrinkles, ink stains, and dried water stains on the bed sheets, proving that he had once existed.

Shao Ye stopped at the door and stared at the empty bed, his face showing no surprise. It was as if all this was within his expectations, or rather, it was the ending he had personally directed.

He didn't touch the remaining traces, didn't make any sound, just walked to the desk silently and sat down.

He turned on his computer and pulled up an encrypted file labeled "778 Core Data Deep Analysis." His slender fingers tapped rapidly on the keyboard, retrieving the core information stream about "host" and "mission" that he had painstakingly extracted from the depths of the system he had repeatedly hacked and repaired.

He quickly screened and located the information. Finally, he found what he was looking for—the method of tracking the host's spirit body after it left the small world, and... the price that followers would have to pay.

The cold words on the screen danced in the dim light:

[Feasibility of tracking spiritual bodies across worlds: Theoretical existence.]

The following conditions must be met:

[The tracker must possess extremely strong mental obsession to form a spiritual coordinate anchor that transcends dimensions.

[The tracker needs to perform "self-annihilation" in the space where the host leaves, so that his own spirit body can be freed from the constraints of the human body in the current world.

The annihilation process is accompanied by immense pain and irreversible risks (99% chance of the spirit being completely dissipating, 0.5% chance of resonating with the target spirit, entering the same spacetime turbulence, and having an unpredictable whereabouts...)

[Warning! This operation is equivalent to suicide! The probability of success is unknown!]

"Extremely strong obsession..."

"die……"

Shao Ye completely ignored all the costs. He stared at the key lines on the screen, his pupils calm.

There was no hesitation, not even a second's pause.

Shao Ye stood up and took a last look at the empty bed that still retained Ye Ling's scent. His eyes were complicated, filled with pain and nostalgia, but more of an unquestionable determination.

He picked up the sharp paper cutter on the desk, and the blade flashed a cold white light under the dim blue light of the screen.

No words.

He closed his eyes, and the only thing left in his mind was the image of the bird with light blond hair, hazelnut eyes, sometimes clumsy, sometimes ruffled, and finally disappearing silently.

All the memories, all the emotions - from the initial peeping and curiosity, to the later control and possession, and finally to the inevitable hurt - condensed into an obsession strong enough to tear the soul apart.

Warm blood gushed out instantly, splashing on the cold keyboard and screen, like a gorgeous red spider lily blooming in despair.

Severe pain swept through my body, and my consciousness quickly withdrew like the tide.

Shao Ye's tall body swayed, but he didn't fall down. He supported the desk with his last bit of strength.

"Wait for me."

"...No matter where you are... I will... find you."

Finally, the darkness completely swallowed up his consciousness.

The body fell heavily to the ground with a dull sound.

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The author has something to say: This world ends here! The next world is that the cool main brother Bao falls in love with the green tea chick [milk tea] is not long

The data for this article is not very good, but I will still try my best to write it well [burst crying]