Chapter 19 Stockholm Syndrome (Part 2)
On the big bed in the room, the purple-haired and golden-eyed Xingmai was pressing on Beichen. Both of their clothes were a little messy, especially Beichen, whose expensive pajamas had been torn open, revealing his white shoulders.
"Yizhi, leave her immediately!!"
Ling Shuang walked to the bedside in a rage, stretched out her hand and punched Yizhi in the face, but Yizhi easily caught it.
"Is this your attitude towards your allies? Your Excellency Yeyuezhong Lingshuang."
He sat down on the edge of the bed holding Ling Shuang's fist and looked at Ling Shuang with an extremely aggressive look.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a helper sent by our Lord Su Mo, not your subordinate. Don't get carried away." He turned around with a ferocious look and patted Beichen's face, who was curled up in the corner of the bed, using the quilt to protect himself. "We also made great contributions to get this woman. What's wrong with letting us, the heroes, share some of the sweet things?"
"If you want a reward or something, go find the treasurer and take it, but you can't touch this woman."
Ling Shuang calmed down and withdrew her hand, but her eyes were still staring gloomily at the Star Vein Seed with a presumptuous expression.
Yizhi responded with a malicious smile: "This woman humiliated me in public like this, I will not be willing to accept it unless I get it back from her."
When the Demonic Armor Giant Sword said this, Ling Shuang's eyes caught a glimpse of Beichen who was lying on the bed with his head down, and he shuddered slightly. He frowned and shook his head.
"Besides touching her, you can tell me if you have any requests."
"Really? Then can I make a contract with her? You have plans to let her continue to participate in the competition anyway, right? It would be difficult for you to win if you are her weapon alone."
“You—!!”
Ling Shuang gritted her teeth, took a step forward and grabbed the other person's collar, but after a few seconds of anger, she calmed down.
"You're right. I'll let you be her contractor for now."
"Hahaha!! Didn't you reject me with a proud look before? Now you have to be my partner obediently! Don't worry, Miss Yaxiu, we have plenty of time to have fun!" Yizhi laughed, then fiercely pulled Beichen's hand and bit it, then cut his own hand, and successfully formed a contract with her. Behind Beichen, a bold symmetrical mechanical totem appeared.
Ling Shuang's face looked very bad - because the contract was completed smoothly, it meant that Beichen's consciousness did not resist.
Yizhi stood up and left with a wild smile, while Lingshuang watched him close the door, then immediately turned around and took her hand.
"Why don't you resist the contract?! A contract requires the consent of both parties, right?! You want him to be your weapon?!"
Beichen still kept his head down and said nothing, Lingshuang became even more furious:
"Very good, you really are open to anyone except me!! But forget it, the only one who can become your weapon in the end is me. ...Only me, Ling Shuang, remember this!"
He roared and bit his own hand to press it against Beichen's wound - then, a sharp pain like scraping bones came from the wound!
“…Woo!”
Ling Shuang retracted her hand and took a few steps back, then looked up and looked at Beichen in disbelief.
"...You...you can accept him, but you can't accept me?!"
Beichen looked up and looked at him expressionlessly:
"Can you give me a reason to accept you?"
Ling Shuang's expression became unstable and she took several deep breaths before she could speak normally.
"Very good. It seems that you don't want to care about the lives of Xiang Ying and Gemini Claws anymore, nor do you want to continue drinking the bloody epiphyllum dew?"
"Ha!" Beichen sneered, his brows full of mockery. "It's Xiang Ying and Hei Huo Su Jie again. Aren't you tired of using them as threats every time? Who do you like, me or them? Aside from hostages, you have no other means? You keep saying you like me, but you even feed me drugs and use them as bargaining chips?"
Ling Shuang's face turned pale and blue, but she couldn't refute it, because if she wanted Beichen to satisfy her, she had to sacrifice the hostages at hand. Not to mention her, even he himself was a little tired of it.
He also hoped that their relationship would not involve Xiang Ying and Gemini all the time.
"Xiaochen," he said, his face cold and he sat down awkwardly, "Can we have a proper talk? You can think carefully. Your loss isn't that great right now. Your important people are still alive. Drug addiction—that was just the first method I thought of to contain you. I've researched and there's a solution."
"Then?"
Seeing Beichen's face full of sneers, Ling Shuang's courage to continue speaking suddenly decreased by half, but he did not stop:
"If you behave and cooperate a little, I can give you some freedom."
"free?"
Beichen twisted his mouth and blinked as if he had heard something out of the ordinary.
Ling Shuang gritted her teeth: "I don't intend to keep you here forever, I just hope you can recognize the facts. As long as you accept that you belong to me, I won't restrict you too much, and I can even release your relatives and friends."
Beichen lowered his head and remained silent.
Ling Shuang, who thought she had relaxed, was delighted and stepped forward to hold her hand, and hurriedly continued to add:
"I know you must hate me now, but you have no way out now. Why don't you be kinder to yourself, try to accept me, and be with me calmly. Maybe you will find that I treat you no worse than they do."
"Ling Shuang," Beichen said with an incredulous expression, "I thought you were a proud guy, but I didn't expect you to say such a thing. How shameless do you have to be to say such ridiculous things?"
"Don't push your luck! Don't think I won't touch you just because I like you!"
Ling Shuang stood up with her face flushed with anger. On the surface, she looked ferocious and angry, but there was a small corner of her heart that was shattered by Beichen's sharp and ruthless words.
"Of course I wouldn't think you wouldn't touch me if you liked me?"
Beichen curled up her legs in amusement and tilted her head to look at the other person, as if the more distorted the expression was, the sweeter the bait was to her.
"Haven't you done enough 'moving'? Hostages, drugs, rape, backstabbing, betrayal... You've done everything I despise the most. ...And this still counts as 'not moving'?"
"You—" Ling Shuang was so angry that her face turned blue. "That's not what I meant! Do you think I want to do that? Is there any other way for me to get you besides this method?"
"oh."
Beichen nodded with an exaggerated look of sudden enlightenment.
"So you did all these ridiculous things purely because you like me? And Su Mo sent people out because he supports your bumpy love journey? That plan you talked about to destroy humanity and build a paradise is actually just nonsense. You don't actually intend to use my identity?"
“…”
Ling Shuang breathed rapidly and clenched her fists. Beichen's mocking gaze almost made it impossible for her to look directly at him. After a long time, he suppressed his violent impulses and embarrassment out of anger and shame, and spoke hesitantly.
"Xiaochen, don't make that expression—you shouldn't have that expression."
"ha?!"
Beichen sneered again.
"What right do you have to say that to me? Everyone has a vicious and dark side; the difference is whether or not it's expressed. Since you're willing to carry out this plan, why can't you accept all the ill will you've drawn out of me?"
"Do you really want to make me angry? Yes, I am tasteless, but your dear Xiang Ying and Shuang Zi are indeed in my hands. Aren't you afraid that I will really do something tasteless with them?!"
"Didn't you already do it? That Yizhi told me everything to humiliate me. Black Disaster and Su Jie were given away by you, right?"
“Tsk—!”
Ling Shuang cursed Yizhi in her heart.
"He also said that you gave them to the duke who was very interested in them as pets. Moreover, you used me as a hostage, forcing them to serve the duke on the spot, and even used the Elephant Spirit Crystal to record the scene, planning to find a good opportunity to show it to me. Is there anything else you can't do? Can you dare to be even more shameless?"
"Enough!" Ling Shuang roared with red eyes, "So what? I just sent them to someone else to sharpen their skills with a beautiful woman. It's a bargain for them! Who told them to always do intimate things with you? Humph, when doing that with other women, they can still get excited. If you have the guts, don't have a physical reaction! "
"You can say it so confidently."
Beichen sat up straight on the bed, her eyes cold. As she spoke, she tried to suppress the words Yizhi had said, which almost broke her heart, in her memories.
"Now I know how foolish I was. If I had just let you starve to death, wouldn't that have put an end to all this? ...Yes, it was me who caused the Black Disaster and the Su Jie."
"Shut up! Don't say that again! Don't say that again!!"
Ling Shuang finally couldn't stand it anymore, and pulled out Xiang Ying's sword tied around her waist with force. She grabbed his sword with one hand and pretended to break it.
Beichen's eyes became increasingly cold.
"I won't tell you, just let Xiangying go."
"...Ha, hahahahahaha!" Ling Shuang grabbed Xiang Ying and laughed loudly. "I thought I wanted to live a good life with you, but you don't give in to softness, right? Then don't blame me! Just wait and see, starting with Xiang Ying, I will destroy everyone around you one by one, leaving you with nowhere else to go except by my side!"
He grinned and began to exert force, and the sword gradually bent into a dangerous arc.
"The twins are too shameless to return to you. Next up is this incompetent quantized longsword. I will also destroy all the astral spiritual power circuits in Xifeng's body, turning him from an emperor-level weapon into a worthless waste. As for Gu Yinyue, I've already told you my plan for him."
“Stop!”
Beichen's voice became louder.
"If you really do this, there won't be even a one in ten thousand chance between us!"
Ling Shuang indeed stopped, but her hands were still on Xiang Ying's sword.
"That's funny. Are you saying we still have a one in ten thousand chance?"
"...I told you, if you hate me, come at me, don't touch them."
Beichen did not answer Ling Shuang's words, but just closed his eyes and responded ambiguously - this attitude gave Ling Shuang a glimmer of hope.
"Okay, I won't touch them, but you are not allowed to say these words in the future!"
Beichen nodded silently, and Lingshuang finally put Xiangying back into the scabbard at her waist. She walked to her side with a sullen face, lifted her chin, and had a complicated look on her face:
"Don't deliberately provoke my anger. I don't mean to quarrel with you."
Beichen shook her head vigorously to break free from his hand, but Lingshuang patiently turned her face back to its normal position and kissed her.
Seeing that she no longer resisted, Ling Shuang immediately intensified his movements in excitement. She endured it expressionlessly, but her hands tightly grasped the sheets. The red spots on the palms of her hands seeped onto the dark sheets and slowly melted away.
After kissing for a while, Ling Shuang let her go, picked up her injured hand again, and put his own wound on it.
"Don't resist anymore. Make a contract with me."
This time, he didn't feel the pain of rejection, and successfully placed a snowflake-shaped brand on her collarbone. Seeing Beichen had his contract brand on her body, Lingshuang's previous unhappiness faded a lot. She happily hugged her and kissed her collarbone again and again.
Beichen, from an angle he couldn't see, revealed a vicious and sarcastic sneer.
Stockholm syndrome doesn't only occur when one's body and life are damaged, Lingshuang.
This disease, which is caused by infinitely magnifying the psychological effect of giving a big stick and then a sweet date, is actually a subconscious self-protection product produced by the brain in a crisis.
The brain hypnotizes itself into thinking that it has been treated gently by the abuser and transforms it into a distorted understanding of love. In fact, the most fundamental purpose is to fight for the right to survive or the right to treat itself well from the abuser.
On the surface, after resisting to the best of her ability, she was forced to make a helpless compromise. At this time, the tenderness given by Ling Shuang would catalyze the self-protection consciousness in her body, making her submissive and flattering him - this is the psychological change that Ling Shuang expected, and he is inducing her in this way.
But, Lingshuang, the person I want to protect most is not myself.
Ever since you got me, you've been enduring my mental violence, from three days ago until just now, without a break. And now, I've stopped. I've given you implicit understanding and obedience, causing you to subconsciously compromise and flatter me. You're afraid of my mental violence.
Ling Shuang, it's not me who suffers from Stockholm syndrome, it's you.
Beichen took a deep breath inwardly.
Hold on, Xiang Beichen. Since you have decided to fight, it won't be solved by just running away.
The purpose is... to find their weaknesses, cooperate with the big guys outside, and catch them all in one fell swoop without leaving any room for them - so, you have to endure it.
This body has been tainted, so there is no need to care. Just continue to act calmly, piling up his compromises and flattery bit by bit, and then create a foolproof opportunity for Yaye -
That's right, she had already contacted Yaye. It seemed that because he had sucked her blood before, Yaye opened a consciousness communication channel similar to a telepathic communication channel to talk to her - but obviously, this seemed to consume a lot of his energy, so Beichen just briefly explained the current situation, and he also explained in a rapid speed that he was now in the Principality of Arcadia and it would take ten days to get over. He asked her to be prepared for the reception, and then cut off the conversation.
She told Yaye that everyone was alive and not in danger of death, and she omitted what had happened to Hei Huo and Su Jie.
She didn't want their friends to know about these unbearable things, but these things seemed to stick to her heart, and combined with all kinds of imagined scenes, they lingered in her mind.
Just now, when Yizhi told her about this, he said sarcastically that the black-clothed Hook Claw cried at the last moment.
The black-clad claws—the Black Scourge.
The Black Plague who always smiled carelessly, acted arrogantly and recklessly, possessed unparalleled momentum and aggression on the battlefield, the Black Plague who rarely even showed a sad expression - actually cried in that situation.
What kind of pain is he enduring in his heart?
How exactly is his dignity being tortured?
How deep did his resentment boil over?
What on earth did he hear, what did he face, what kind of humiliation, what kind of anger, what kind of despair and what kind of unwillingness could make such a bold and ostentatious person, in front of his brothers, in front of the woman he was hugging, in front of his greatest enemy,
— Crying unbearably?
She didn't know, but she could imagine. D. e. y. i. k. o. share.
That must be a desperate situation that is darker than the night, colder than ice, and more hurtful than poison - Black Disaster, Su Jie, I hear your cries - she whispered softly in her heart.
How angry and sad you are, how much you care about me - I hear it all.
So, please, don't give up on yourself, don't despair, wait for me to pick you up. This time I will no longer be shy, no longer be entangled. If you want me to stay with you, then stay. If you want me to love you, my love - you can take as much as you want.
So, you must hold on until I bring your happiness back.
──I believe in you, please believe in me too!
Ling Shuang began to undress her excitedly again, and while she struggled, she tried hard to calm the suffocation that was rising in her heart.
Be patient, Xiang Beichen. In this battle, what you need to do most is to be patient.
When the other party's dependence has become hopeless, and when the dominance of both parties is completely reversed under the guidance of this Stockholm syndrome, you will win.
And these actually don’t take long.
There are still ten days left, so there is enough time and unexpectedly many more people to rely on.
Xiang Beichen lay on the bed, emptying his mind, completely ignoring the man lying on top of him and raging like a conspirator, smiling calmly and evilly.
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