Chapter 153 Your Life Belongs to Me
The clothes were stained with blood, appearing a glaring scarlet color.
A huge hole was cruelly cut open in Feng Yuhuai's chest, and pieces of silk threads broke apart, revealing a nervously beating heart inside.
The surface of the heart seemed to be engraved with a strange tattoo, and it looked like a dull, dying rag doll was lying on it.
The rag doll weakly sucked the blood from its heart. Feng Yuhuai's face had aged visibly. Her skin had lost its luster, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes had deepened, as if time had accelerated her life journey in an instant.
She could feel that the injured [Puppet Mother Clone] was sucking her life force insatiably, like a parasite greedily absorbing the essence of the host, which made her feel extremely terrified.
The threads in her chest, those once tightly woven fibers, now snapped and wriggled feebly, trying to reconnect.
They are like broken earthworms, struggling in the soil to find the other half of their bodies, but they can't stick back for a while.
"Hungry, Puppet Mother is hungry!"
A faint little girl's voice emanated from Feng Yuhuai's lips, and her voice was as light as a feather falling to the ground.
She didn't even have the energy to pay attention to [Zheng Hang]. Driven by the instinct of survival, she turned around and buried her head deeply in Chang Qingsen's still warm body, as if there was the warmth and comfort she longed for.
[Puppet Mother] has always been picky about food and only eats fresh living things, but the ruthless reality has proved that when hunger reaches the extreme, even cold leftovers will emit an enticing aroma.
A creepy sucking sound echoed in the air.
Chang Qingsen's body was gradually shriveling, as if the essence of life had been sucked away, while Feng Yuhuai's chest was quietly becoming fuller, and the power of life was surging in her body again.
The skin on her cheeks, which had become dry due to dehydration, was moisturized by the blood again. However, although the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes gradually faded, they were never completely gone and still left a faint mark, which was the mark left by the body that had lost a part of its life forever.
"What an ugly way to eat."
[Zheng Hang] gently pushed the frame of his glasses on his nose, then gracefully half-knelt down, and with a gentlemanly demeanor, slowly took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to Feng Yuhuai.
His voice was full of human warmth as he whispered softly, "You've eaten so much that your face is all red. Wipe your mouth."
Feng Yuhuai's neck was twisted stiffly, and his only remaining eye showed the dullness from eating too much.
Apparently, when she offered her body and semi-fused it with the rag doll, it seemed as if half a piece of cotton was stuffed into her brain, which seemed not enough.
Feng Yuhuai came back to her senses in horror, and her instinct of fear drove her to react instantly. Her arm drew an arc in the air, ready to launch an attack.
However, before she finished her action, she suddenly felt a piercing chill between her eyebrows, and a finger bone as hard as iron was gently pressing against there.
[Zheng Hang] smiled grimly, made a thumping sound with his mouth, and consoled him: "Yu Huai, have you forgotten what I just taught you? You should be grateful and obedient to the strong who can control your own destiny from the bottom of your heart."
Feng Yuhuai felt the eerie chill coming from between his eyebrows, and his brain, which had been overheated by the murderous intent, quickly cooled down.
She carefully took the tissue handed to her by Zheng Hang and gently wiped off the blood stains on her face.
She took a deep breath and said in a very suppressed voice: "I don't even know you, why do you keep calling my name, who are you?"
[Zheng Hang] pursed his lips slightly, and every word he uttered next shocked and horrified Feng Yuhuai's soul.
He said, "I told you I would come to see you at night, why did you forget?"
Feng Yuhuai thought of something in his mind and was shocked and said, "That text message was from you?!"
[Zheng Hang] smiled: "How can you say you don't know me? Aren't your every move imitating me? Isn't this because you are deeply infatuated with me, to the point where you can't extricate yourself?"
Feng Yuhuai's scalp was instantly struck by an icy electric current, as if it was about to split. Her mouth opened into a hollow shape, and she trembled, "You, you, you are [Mask]?"
[Zheng Hang] did not answer, but his expression changed horribly in an instant.
His facial skin seemed to be torn by invisible fingers, revealing a layer of pale bones from beneath his skin. Those bones fit tightly onto his face like a strange mask, revealing a terrifying aura that made Feng Yuhuai tremble with fear.
Through the eerie bone mask, the voice in Feng Yuhuai's ear suddenly became chilling and chilling, as if it had lost all human warmth and kindness, leaving only a cold echo:
"Every time you imitate, you are silently confessing to me, Yu Huai. Do you have a love for me that is hard to express?"
Feng Yuhuai's heart sank. She seemed to understand something, yet she didn't quite understand.
So, this is why you suddenly appeared, said sweet words to me, and almost beat me to death. What a distorted view of love.
"[Mask] is a complete lunatic, right? And he seems to have misunderstood, so is he confessing his feelings to me now, or is he forcing me to confess my feelings to him?"
Feng Yuhuai's mind was extremely confused. Her shallow love experience was not enough to support her in resolving this sudden but suffocating confession offensive.
"Or should I just not explain and keep this beautiful misunderstanding, which is the safest thing?"
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Feng Yuhuai looked up at the face without any facial features, and forced a fake smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't recognize you just now. Yes, you guessed right, I do like you!"
[Mask] let out a strange and deep laugh, which sounded like the cry of a night owl and was particularly creepy in the silent top floor.
His fingertips gently slid across Feng Yuhuai's eyebrows with a gentleness that made Feng Yuhuai uneasy. Then he slowly reached out and took out the mobile phone from Feng Yuhuai's pocket.
His movements were slow and graceful, yet with an elusive madness.
Feng Yuhuai stared at [Mask]'s actions warily, forcing a stiff smile on his face, not daring to move.
She couldn't figure out what [Mask] was thinking, but she was basically sure that [Mask] was a madman whose thinking was very different from that of ordinary people, and an extremely dangerous madman. The most annoying thing was that this madman... was ultimately chosen by her imitating herself.
"So, the best thing for me to do now is to pretend to love him and not to anger him. Just like he said, I should completely submit to his distorted love." Feng Yuhuai said.
Then, Feng Yuhuai saw [Mask] turn on her phone camera, point the lens at the two of them, and say faintly: "This is a moment worth remembering, smile!"
Feng Yuhuai obediently leaned his head slightly towards the [Mask] and forced a loving smile on his face.
Feng Yuhuai's tea art was online, and what he was thinking was: "Since it's done and I can't refuse, I might as well enjoy it. Maybe I can turn misfortune into fortune and use [Mask] to help me deal with that person?!!"
[Mask] glanced at Feng Yuhuai with a slightly surprised look in his eyes, and complained in his heart: "My stupid Yimoto, who really gave you the courage, haha - I hope that when you find yourself in a pit and can't climb out in the future, you can also think this way!"
There was a light click and the flash light came on instantly, capturing a perfect intimate photo of [Mask] and Feng Yuhuai, face to face.jpg.
[Mask]'s fingers slid lightly across the phone screen. He simply edited the photo and then converted it into a MMS and sent it to [Zheng Hang]'s mobile phone number.
Then, he stood up, returned the phone to Feng Yuhuai, waved and said goodbye: "From now on, your life belongs to me. If anyone asks, remember my name, my name is [Zheng Hang]!"
Feng Yuhuai was stunned for a moment. She looked at the back of [Mask] who turned away gracefully, hesitated and shouted: "Wait a minute, if someone sends text messages to harass and bully me, can you help me find him and kill him?"
[Mask] stopped, turned his head and stared at me coldly. His voice was low and full of metallic magnetism, and he said meaningfully: "On the darkest day of your future life, I will definitely show up!"
The air was filled with touching promises of love, but the white mask was no longer there, leaving only the deep and boundless night that drowned the quiet floor... (End of this chapter)
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