Chapter 3: The Dark Past, I Can’t Even Cry
"You seem to know a lot of things. We are now partners. Perhaps you could tell me about your background."
After Yin Quan realized that he had said the wrong thing, he refused to say another word.
"Is it that you can't tell me now, or that you don't want to tell me?"
The fat moth was lying on its little bed, groaning. Looking at its evil big butt, Zhu Huai couldn't help but touched Yin Quan's moth belly twice.
The moth raised its antennae and screamed loudly, it seemed so unbelievable, but Zhu Huai ignored the buzzing sound and retreated directly. He felt that Yin Quan seemed to be hiding something.
Its origin is unknown, but it actually saved Zhu Huai, so Zhu Huai believes it. As for other things, they will have to slowly uncover them during their subsequent interactions.
From a certain perspective, Zhu Huai's character is tolerant and open-minded. He knows how to repay kindness and trusts those who have helped him. If he did not have such a personality, he would not have been able to survive in the Liu family's ancestral home and live with Prime Minister Liu for so long.
That guy's temper was much worse than anyone Zhu Huai had ever seen. Even though Liu Xiang later restrained himself a little in front of him, Zhu Huai still knew his true nature.
Thinking of this, Zhu Huai sighed: "In that case, then wait until you can tell me one day."
After having its belly touched, Yin Quan combed its fur vigorously to make the messy hair tidy. It was also worried that Zhu Huai would ask too many questions. It was not because it was afraid of anything, but because some things were difficult to explain now and too troublesome.
The big moth lay back down on the small bed: "You are the only host who didn't ask questions and chase me to get the truth, as if I had bad intentions. I won't hurt you."
Zhu Huai laughed: "Host?"
"Yes, this is my first time in this world. We moths are beings that carry a great mission. Don't underestimate me."
Zhu Huai said, "I won't do that." After all, the moth was so fat that even if he wanted to ignore it, he couldn't ignore its size.
"You're a pretty good person."
The moth, unaware of human thoughts, developed a slight fondness for Zhu Huai. It hated troublesome hosts the most, and Zhu Huai's straightforward personality was just what it wanted. If it were a disobedient host, Yin Quan would have to find a way to make them obedient, which would be too difficult for the moth. "No wonder you are Liu Xiang's soul mate. You are the only one in the world who can tolerate his temper."
It seemed to understand the relationship between Zhu Huai and Liu Xiang very well, even knowing that they were soul mates. Zhu Huai lowered his eyes, his smile still on his face. Soul mates? Liu Xiang had also said this to him before. When they first met, the deity who lived in the deepest part of the ancestral home saw Zhu Huai's figure at a glance.
After his rebirth, Zhu Huai never thought about Liu Xiang, or perhaps he was trying hard to avoid thinking about him.
Zhu Huai said, "From your tone, it seems you have some prejudice against Him."
"How can this be prejudice?" The little fat moth raised its head and said seriously, "You don't know how dangerous this world is. Other moths are unwilling to come here, and I'm the only one unlucky enough to accept this mission. Sigh, I can't explain it to you clearly. He is your contracted master, so you will definitely protect Him."
In the moth's tone, Liu Xiang was almost disgusting and extremely dangerous, so dangerous that other moths were unwilling to contact him, and no moth was willing to come to this world.
Zhu Huai was somewhat surprised at how well these moths knew about Liu Xiang. In his heart, he sighed for Yin Quan's luck, but said:
"How can you look at Him with such prejudice?"
Zhu Huai said against his conscience, "Actually, he's a pretty good person."
Yin Quan sat up and looked at Zhu Huai. After a moment, Zhu Huai actually saw a hint of contempt in his round eyes, as if saying: Do you think I look like a fool?
"Sometimes you can't look at a person with prejudice. They may become the way they are, and there may be other hidden reasons."
The sky gradually darkened. After chatting with Yin Quan for a while, the sun had already set completely. Zhu Huai went to check on Zhu Zhe and saw that he was still lying in bed sleeping soundly, so Zhu Huai did not disturb him anymore.
But... the black energy on Zhuzhe's body has dissipated, but why hasn't the mission been completed yet?
Thinking of what Zhu Zhe had just done, to be on the safe side, Zhu Huai took out a rope from the storage room and tied Zhu Zhe to the bed.
Zhu Zhe hadn't slept for several days and was sleeping like a dead dog. Zhu Huai tied him up but he didn't react at all.
If everything was fine tonight, Zhu Huai would naturally come to help him untie the ropes. Zhu Huai didn't want to see his brother standing at the head of his bed with a kitchen knife in his hand when he was sleeping in the middle of the night. He patted Zhu Zhe's hair and covered him with the quilt again.
Yin Quan looked at this scene and was speechless at such a simple, rough and direct operation. It was so brilliant, really brilliant!
After dealing with all this, Zhu Huai returned to his room. He called Zhu Mo several times before the call was connected. Zhu Mo's voice came through, and the background noise was bustling. It seemed that he was busy in the kitchen. Zhu Mo said, "Hello? Xiao Huai, I can't go back today. The restaurant is too busy."
"good."
Zhu Huai agreed readily. Zhu Mo's words were exactly what he wanted. After all, he didn't know how to explain to Zhu Mo why Zhu Zhe was tied up and pressed on the bed. The restaurant where Zhu Mo worked had a good reputation and also had a late-night snack stall, so it was common for him to stay out all night.
But this time, the situation seemed a little different. Zhu Mo said strangely from the other end, "I don't know what happened tonight. The front desk was constantly taking orders, and one customer claimed to be a big eater and live-streamed for several hours. Can you guess how much she ate?"
"Big Eater?"
Zhu Huai knew that the food his father cooked was delicious, but he didn't expect that someone would like it to this extent. From what Zhu Mo said, the other party was only willing to eat the food he cooked.
Zhu Mo continued:
"She's a little girl who came to eat alone. She ordered twenty roasted squabs and a dozen large meat dishes. She ate for a long time while watching the live stream and still said she was starving! She insisted that I cook for her. I don't know how long I'll be busy today. I've never seen such a great customer in all my life."
Zhu Mo's tone was very strange, but more of it was a bit worried. After all, such food was too horrifying. If something happened to a customer in the restaurant, it would be a big trouble. Zhu Huai also frowned, but Zhu Mo started to get busy again, so he hung up the phone directly.
At the last second before hanging up the phone, Zhu Huai seemed to hear a vague, hallucinatory roar, and a voice repeated over and over again, murmuring, "I'm hungry, I'm very hungry!"
"Big Eater?" Zhu Huai pondered Zhu Mo's words. For some reason, he felt something was amiss. There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. It was true that Zhu Mo escaped the original death calamity, but Zhu Huai still had a trace of vigilance in his heart. He didn't want his family to be in danger again.
He wrote this down. Now Zhu Huai's problem has not been resolved yet. Zhu Huai hopes that this is just his illusion. Thinking of this, Zhu Huai frowned. Why does he feel that after his rebirth, everyone around him seems to have encountered different troubles, big and small?
After going back to check on Zhu Zhe's condition, and seeing that the boy was still sleeping like a dead pig, Zhu Huai finally felt relieved and went back to his room to lie down.
As soon as he lay down, he felt a little uncomfortable. This home he had not returned to for a long time was still the same home, but his bed was too small. In the ancestral home, he and Liu Xiang's beds were very large. Because the body shape of the gods was different from that of ordinary people, Zhu Huai's bed was really big enough for him to roll around on it and turn over several times.
But no matter how he turned or where he ended up, he would eventually fall into someone's cold embrace, held tightly by a pair of iron-like hands. The person's black hair would wrap around him and whisper to him, "Don't even think about going anywhere."
His voice was pleasant and low, like the rolling waves under the night sky, extending countless vague tentacles in the black sea, wrapping up the only prey in his arms, and sinking, taking Zhu Huai with him to the bottom of the sea.
Liu Xiang could not leave the ancestral home, so after forming a pact with Liu Xiang, Zhu Huai could only stay by his side and be imprisoned with him in the cold and lonely ancestral home.
He had once been terrified of that terrifying behemoth. For a time, Liu Xiang had brought him nothing but fear and resistance. When he decided to leave Liu Xiang and sever his bond with him, Liu Xiang looked as if he wanted to tear him apart. His appearance was so ferocious that the black-haired priest simply raised the corner of his lip and said to him, "Where else do you want to go? Where can you go?"
Liu Xiang grabbed Zhu Huai's hand. In front of him, Zhu Huai was so small that he seemed to be covered by the shadow he raised at any time. Zhu Huai was unable to struggle and could not even make a sound of rebuttal. He could not escape or refuse. He had no power to choose, no freedom, and no possibility of escaping Liu Xiang.
He was like a private property in the hands of the god, his favorite and most interesting toy. His body was covered with marks and patterns left by Liu Xiang. The god possessed extremely powerful power, and he wanted to use this power to transform it into ubiquitous shackles, trapping Zhu Huai in the cage formed by love and contract.
When he thought he hated Liu Xiang the most, he would lie in bed day and night, only able to see clearly for a few moments each day, with only mottled marks on his body. Liu Xiang's body pressed down like an indestructible mountain, turning into a beautiful jade statue, completely suppressing his breathing and the trembling calls for help.
He pressed Zhu Huai onto the bed with one hand, and his marks spread ambiguously on his adopted wife's body. The strong and irresistible action made Zhu Huai whimper like a female beast with nowhere to escape.
Darkness was oppressive, and memories mixed with eroticism came flooding back. Zhu Huai vaguely smelled a sweet fragrance, which was the smell of Liu Xiang. He turned over in bed, buried his face in the pillow, and his two eyes as black as jade flashed.
Those dark traces dissipated silently and eventually turned into Liu Xiang's cold, lifeless body.
No matter what Liu Xiang did to him, or what bad things he had done, he died in the end.
The being he once thought was omnipotent and irresistible was dead, and Liu Xiang died for him.
Zhu Huai closed his eyes, his heart ached for a moment, he didn't know whether it was love or hate surging in his chest. He became a little angry and threw the thing in his hand away.
The pillow made a thud sound on the bed, and Zhu Huai showed an extremely rare expression. He frowned tightly, as if someone was pulling out his heart, picking out his blood vessels one by one, and grinding his body with a blunt knife.
At this moment, Yin Quan was very curious about the Liu Xiang mentioned by Zhu Huai. Its understanding of Liu Xiang was indeed only superficial, and it had never really met that guy. The moth asked, "Zhu Huai, in your opinion, who is Liu Xiang?"
Zhu Huai opened his eyes, and all the emotions in his eyes faded away quietly. Zhu Huai calmed down and said, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"You are the only person in this world who understands Him best. You said I misunderstood Him. I also want to know where I went wrong."
Zhu Huai smiled and said, "We won't meet Him again, so what's the point of asking these questions?"
The fat moth scratched his butt and muttered, "That's not necessarily true."
Zhu Huai continued, "Well, to be honest, when I first met Him, His appearance truly frightened me. At that time, I was sold to some inexplicable place by the Gu family. I had no idea what they did, but they asked me to take some kind of test. I only later learned that they were selecting partners for a group of wifeless gods!"
Zhu Huai couldn't help laughing as he spoke. In order to get out of the Gu family, he took the initiative to cater to the Gu family's plan and got involved in that "blind date conference". As a result, by accident, without knowing anything, he actually got connected with a token in the venue. It matched the token left by the Liu family very well, and the match was frighteningly high.
"Then, they took me to the Liu family. I thought I was being taken somewhere for some work, but when I arrived at the ancestral home, I saw a half-dead, seriously injured patient. At that time, Prime Minister Liu was sitting in a wheelchair. He was left alone in the back mountains, with no one around him. I walked over and saw that this guy not only had a leg disease, but was also disfigured."
"How is this possible?" Yin Quan asked doubtfully, "It shouldn't be..."
Zhu Huai continued, "Of course I couldn't just stand there and watch this guy stay, so I pushed him back. I thought he was a patient from nowhere, so I tried to chat with him, but he didn't say a word to me the whole time. He just stared at me in silence. His expression was terrifying."
"After returning to the Liu family, servants came over and saw Liu Xiang's appearance. They were shocked. That's when I realized that this guy was my employer, and my job was to take good care of this sick patient."
"Isn't that simple?" Zhu Huai said, "I thought this was some big family selecting a suitable caregiver. This guy is my financial sponsor, so of course I treat him like a master. I was also happily thinking that after taking good care of him, maybe I can find a way to go home..."
When Zhu Huai said this, his first encounter with Liu Xiang was already obvious: Liu Xiang chose Zhu Huai and chose him to be his adopted son.
Zhu Huai had no idea what was going on and foolishly thought that he was just here to work. He spent a lot of time raising Liu Xiang to be fat and white and took good care of him. But when he looked back, he found out that his real purpose of coming here was to become his wife.
This was really a difficult situation for Zhu Huai, a college student who was unaware of the dangers of society. He thought he had found his first job after entering the society, but it turned out to be an unscrupulous job with 007 work, no holidays, no contract, and no resignation.
Become a pledge wife to a god.
Zhu Huai was stunned on the spot. Yin Quan sighed after hearing his words and said, "Then you must really hate Him?"
"Not really, this guy is quite generous." Zhu Huai smiled and said, "He pays me several million a month."
What's more, Liu Xiang looked quite pitiful at the beginning. Zhu Huai recalled the original scene. It was he who met Liu Xiang, and it was he who took good care of Liu Xiang, turning the Liu Xiang who was full of resentment and madness into a normal person.
And if it weren't for Liu Xiang, Zhu Huai might have become the spare container that the Gu family had been thinking about: the reason he was recognized and returned to the Gu family was that they needed Zhu Huai's body.
Memories of the past flashed by. At this moment, in another room, Zhu Zhe, who was tied to the bed, seemed to have dreamed of something. In his dream, he suddenly struggled hard. Snap! The rope on his body was actually broken by Zhu Zhe's force!
Zhuzhe slowly got up from the bed with an expressionless face. His skin was pale and his eyelids were tightly closed. After breaking free from this layer of obstruction, Zhuzhe slowly got off the bed. His figure flashed in front of the mirror, but just as he passed by the mirror, Zhuzhe turned his head. His eyes were still closed, but he seemed to be looking at himself in the mirror and saw something.
The air in the room became cold. Zhu Zhe turned his head, walked to his door, stretched out his hand, and slowly opened the door silently.
The author has something to say:
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Liu Xiang is really mentally ill and forced himself to love Zhu Huai for a period of time [shy] But was that in the previous life? (I don’t mean that his mind is normal in this life)
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