Chapter 639: Confusion (46)

The cruelly dissected reality is bloody, and the secrets that should have been buried have nowhere to hide. Someone should pay the price for this, to atone for all that they have done in the past.

Qiao Xi...

How many men has she met, how many times has she dealt with them, and how many people has she ruined?

I guess only she herself knows the answer.

But such a flamboyant and vicious woman lost the bet game with Ce. She said that Ce did not fall in love with her, so Ce was tired of her.

is that so--

Because of this, she was able to show an expression like a normal person. How pathetic, a woman with such a bad character is qualified to pursue normality? To desire what ordinary people have?

impossible.

A strong desire for brutal destruction flooded Zhi Liao's heart. He truly hated pure, beautiful, and fragile things. When he saw such things, he just wanted to destroy them.

Gan Youmeng too.

Even though he had thought that maybe things were different and he could avoid defilement, he still saw the ambition and desire of that woman, so - it was like throwing away a broken toy.

He lost interest and threw it away.

This should have been done long ago.

Everything that is pure and flawless should be destroyed, the illusion of peace should be torn apart, those who are restrained and patient should go crazy sooner rather than later, and the fair and stable order should be completely disrupted and collapsed!

A reality where greed, ambition, and desire run rampant.

Filled with the rotten smell of money and filled with the cold dark side, this is how it should truly exist and the portrayal that should truly be preserved.

His heart had long been broken.

Perhaps it had stopped beating the moment it was completely saturated with darkness. But it was also possible that he had never had a heart. He ignored the crime and condoned it, because this was the truth Zhi Liao pursued.

so--

He was tired of it and it was time to close the net.

The hazy darkness was like a maze, and Qiao Xi passed out. She still remembered what Zhi Liao had done to her before she passed out. The man had stabbed something into her neck and injected her with something.

She walked in the darkness.

Waiting for the effect of the medicine to wear off so that I can wake up.

The deep, maze-like darkness had no end, stretching endlessly before her eyes, greedily and viciously absorbing all light. Qiao Xi did not allow her consciousness to return to the system space, wandering alone in the darkness after her body fell into a coma.

Inexplicable.

I thought of Zhi Liao’s eyes.

The eyes filled with murderous intent and brutality seemed to be stained with blood, stained with madness and paranoia that could not be faded.

At that moment.

She could clearly feel the threat of death, and could also sense the consequences of letting the wolf bite her neck. But Qiao Xi still remembered the eyes that stared at her with murderous intent, as if she were being spied on.

Speaking of it, people can remember it forever.

It seems like there is always something threatening me.

Or it could be like a tragedy, an unattainable, eternal regret. Beautiful stories with sweet endings, like most similar stories, are buried deep in memory.

but……

Only those things that are hard to let go will make people remember them.

So, her memory, which hadn't shown any signs of recovery, had been torn apart in this world line that had become exceptionally powerful and chaotic after integration. Even if it wasn't clear, even if it couldn't be considered a complete fragment.

But, there was some reaction after all.

Qiao Xi remembered a fact, that is - someone once wanted to kill her in the same way.

Only a similar sense of familiarity remains.

She couldn't remember anything at all. She could only wander in the darkness. Only when the effect of the medicine wore off and Zhi Liao brought her to her destination did Qiao Xi open her eyes again.

here……

Very dirty.

This was my first impression of the building. But to a normal person, it would probably look no different from any other building. But in Qiao Xi's eyes, within the range of her senses.

What you see is not what you see.

Buried, the smell of rust like blood.

There is also a metallic smell mixed in.

It seemed as if something dark and damp was slowly seeping into my soul. As I followed Zhi Liao inside without saying a word, this premonition became stronger and stronger.

Knowing that taking one step forward will lead to eternal damnation.

But the body seems to be bewitched by the fear of the unknown, and curiosity drives the instinct to contact such fear, to understand such emotions, and to satisfy the greedy desire for exploration.

A dark corridor.

It spreads as if there is no end in sight.

The turbid, sticky air was filled with a faint, musty odor. Various objects covered with white cloth lay quietly in the silent room. Qiao Xi didn't care what was hidden.

The body feels like it is paralyzed.

Like a puppet being manipulated, he only followed Zhi Liao. Was this also the effect of the drug? Qiao Xi pondered. If she wanted to control him, she could still control him and leave, but she had to explore the darkness deep in this person's heart.

She can't leave.

The playful affair between her and Zhi Liao had come to an end.

The man standing in front of her.

He looked at her with an unprecedented coldness, and the invisible oppression that enveloped her was just like the first time she met Zhi Liao alone. At that time, she only caught a glimpse of Zhi Liao's tip of the iceberg, and she revealed such fear.

And now.

When facing this man again, Qiao Xi just smiled faintly.

She said, "Shall we make another agreement?"

Zhi Liao looked at her, but revealed only a mocking expression: "People who have made a promise with you never have a good ending."

"So you're scared?"

Qiao Xi looked at him with a crooked gaze, her words jokingly revealing emotions that Zhi Liao could never possess. It was like a further test before overstepping his bounds, like she was trying to gauge his limit of patience.

She knows it.

She should know all his emotions. During the time she was with him, she had observed him quite a bit and knew exactly how he would respond.

But even so.

Did you ask him anyway, asking him if he was scared.

Zhi Liao raised the corner of his lips: "Well, let's add a bet this time."

Qiao Xi looked at him: "What are you betting on?"

The man opened his thin lips slightly and left a few words lightly: "Your life."

Qiao Xi paused slightly when she heard this. The cold air lingered around the two of them, and there was no trace of the warmth and excitement they had when they hugged, as if there had never been any relationship between them.

Perhaps all of this is just... returning to the starting point.

Qiao Xi looked at him with her bright eyes, and then she showed an unprecedented bright smile: "Okay, then this time... I want you to fall in love with me."

The war declared between them began silently.

For Qiao Xi, the difference shouldn't be too big, she just struggled in a different place. The chains through her body were like nails that nailed her here.

The cold chains that entangled her.

It was a threat that bound a bird's wings, tightened within her flesh. Circle after circle, it wound around her hands and ankles like a ball of yarn.

Ah, it's locked up like this.

Qiao Xi, who realized this fact belatedly, raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. Being treated like this, deprived of her freedom and having her wings broken, was this the ending and revenge she wanted, the one she longed for?

Qiao Xi reluctantly raised her arm.

The heavy chains bound her wrists, tightening her flesh. The unique, tiny barbs dug into her already soft, white skin. With each movement, the pain grew more pronounced, the piercings digging deeper.

Does it hurt?

Of course it hurts. Feeling your skin being slowly cut by the blade and then slowly piercing into your internal organs, how could it not hurt?

But she was smiling.

Zhi Liao looked at her like this, and for a moment he was a little confused about what this woman was thinking. No, perhaps it was already difficult to guess since she stopped pretending and revealed her true face.

"Brother Liao, if you tie me up, what will the Xi family do if they can't find me?"

Qiao Xi asked with a smile.

The name she used, the same as Gan Youmeng's, made Zhi Liao frown for a moment. To be honest, he hadn't heard Qiao Xi call him by his name many times.

but……

Now that Qiao Xi called him like this, he was very annoyed.

So Zhi Liao knelt down in front of her, pinched Qiao Xi's cheek, and looked at her coldly: "So your interest now is to pretend to be Gan Youmeng?"

If not.

Why use this name to disgust him?

"No, it's just me... I kind of want to scream like that too. I want to know what you, who used to be all hers, look like in front of her."

Qiao Xi moved.

She raised her hands again, this time not to touch Zhi Liao's cheek, but to wrap them around his back. Just like they had done countless times in the past when they embraced each other. Her slender hands, with the chains that bound her, held Zhi Liao in their arms.

Then.

Qiao Xi's warm hand did not lose its body temperature. She moved up slowly, as if constantly testing the bottom line of the man in front of her on the edge of danger. Under the girl's fluttering eyelashes were a pair of clear and lively bright eyes.

Look straight at him.

As if to face all the darkness and hysteria deep inside him.

It's like—

Wanting to accept him like this, crazy and paranoid, yet reckless, making those people terrified and ruthless, no one dared to approach him.

Zhi Liao's heart trembled suddenly.

His pupils constricted slightly at that moment, and he heard a sound like a string snapping. Qiao Xi's body, a familiar one he had embraced many times, now ignited him.

It burned at an unprecedented hot temperature.

It is hard to tell whether the desire to possess her is desire or impulsive instinct.

Qiao Xi's hand went to the back of his neck.

This was a flaw that must never be shown to anyone, a fatal weakness that must never be caught. Yet, her slender, soft fingertips lingered, as if touching something extremely precious.

Her hands, her warmth, her breath.

It's all so passionate, combined with his.

Just this gentle, lingering touch could awaken all the memories of the senses, allowing the body to clearly recall the pleasure and desire of possessing her. Could the urge to possess someone really be so intense?

Before that.

Zhi Liao had never considered this problem.

He was just like a gamer, doing whatever he wanted to do to make him happy. That kind of thing was also just a fun way to kill time.

So, he never thought about it deeply.

Since they were united because of love, he probably has no chance of having this kind of thing.

Not necessary.

He cannot allow himself to have a weak spot, and he hates having weaknesses. Therefore, he does not need to deliberately maintain any relationship except for partners worth exploiting or customers who place orders.

The women who approached him.

Basically, all the women who knew his identity were played to death by him.

Fragile and vulnerable.

That's why he hates that kind of hypocritical behavior. If he wants to have fun, of course he can hide his identity and hang out. At least he can mingle with the crowd and pretend that he is a normal person.

But he is the only one who understands.

He is an outlier.

An alien that will never be able to fit in with the world and will always be feared by others.

Zhi Liao's eyes were filled with a sinister and cruel color, revealing his original appearance, with only the pure rebellious gene boiling in him.

"Are you really not afraid that I will kill you?"

There was a certain emotion in his deep and hoarse voice, and the light and darkness in his eyes were mixed, just like his moodiness now.

I don’t know when the big hand came around behind Qiao Xi.

He was now pressing the girl's thin back, and the distance between them was shortened. In just one move, she was pulled into Zhi Liao's arms with a rough movement.

“Clatter—”

The metallic clang of the chains that were pulled together was particularly clear in this silent space. Qiao Xi's hand lingered on his neck, and she tilted her head slightly to lean on his shoulder.

Being held so tightly by him.

Her lips could finally touch his neck.

Should he bite it and fight back before dying? Or - should he continue to challenge his bottom line?

The answer is obvious.

Qiao Xi likes to pursue excitement and likes this kind of bad taste. No matter which side she is on, she is flamboyant and bad.

She had said long ago that she was a person with the same bad character as Zhi Liao. She was also not clean, so -

She also insisted on provoking him.

Every time before doing these things, you have to think about the consequences, be responsible for your own actions, and not cause trouble to others. Qiao Xi is abiding by her own principles. She rationally abides by her principles to carry out the rest of the madness.

then……

She tilted her head and pressed her soft lips against the man's neck. As if eager to take something, she kissed him softly, her gesture filled with a tenderness she had never shown to Zhi Liao before.

The man's arrogant body froze.

Then, he heard Qiao Xi's soft, sweet and gentle voice, accompanied by her warm breath, falling into his ear.

"Mr. Liao, I'm going to provoke you."

The tingling breath permeated his ears, but this was not the end as Zhi Liao thought. Her voice was like the voice of a witch tempting people to fall, "Now, come and hug me--"

Inch by inch.

Zhi Liao's rationality was completely shattered.

Could this be love? No one could answer. But the possessive desire that was being stirred up was beyond his own imagination.

Zhi Liao had never met a fool who was willing to challenge his bottom line and wanted to go crazy and degenerate with him.

He thought that he might never meet someone like Qiao Xi again.

Knowing that he is crazy and cruel enough, you are a fool who still wants him even though you know you will be killed by him.

On a snowy night when no one gave an answer.

Buried a madness that had never existed before.