Chapter 1 Starlight in the Auction House
Ruan Xingchen woke up in the dark.
Her wrists ached from the cold chains, the bitter taste of anesthetic lingered in her mouth, and a thick black cloth covered her eyes. Her ears were filled with the clatter of laughter, the clinking of wine glasses, and... the muffled thud of the auction hammer.
"Next, here's tonight's 'finale,'" a greasy male voice announced excitedly. "22 years old, top medical student, pure and untouched—"
The black cloth was yanked off, and the glaring spotlight shone directly into her pupils. Ruan Xingchen subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she saw a golden cage, and she was kneeling in the center, wearing only a nearly transparent lace bra.
The audience was filled with masked men, their gazes like sticky snakes, crawling over her skin inch by inch.
"Starting price: $500,000."
Fear surged like a tide, and she clutched the old silver ring on her left ring finger tightly - the only thing she remembered after the car accident. The doctor said she had lost some of her childhood memories, but she always dreamed of a pair of dark eyes and a continuous rainy season.
"One million." Someone held up a sign.
"One million and a half million!"
The price was climbing like crazy, and Ruan Xingchen dug her nails into her palms, trying to stay awake. She couldn't cry, couldn't show weakness, or else it would only excite these beasts even more.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and the auctioneer's head jerked back, blood splattering on the crimson velvet curtain behind him. Everyone looked up in horror at the figure who suddenly stood up in the VIP box on the second floor.
"Leave no one behind."
His voice was very soft, but it caused the entire auction hall to fall into silence in an instant.
The next second, gunshots poured down like a rainstorm.
Private soldiers poured in from every entrance, their bullets slicing through every silver-masked buyer. Blood splattered on the crystal chandelier, dyeing the light an eerie red.
When the last gunshot faded away, the auction hall was already a sea of blood.
A man in a black suit slowly stepped over the corpses on the ground and walked towards Ruan Xingchen. His leather shoes made a creepy sound as they stepped on the sticky blood plasma.
A silver mask covered the upper half of his face, revealing only his hard-lined jaw and thin lips. His steps were slow, but like a beast closing in on its prey, each step stagnating the air.
Ruan Xingchen was trembling all over, but her gaze was uncontrollably glued to the man. He was tall and straight, his left hand casually tucked into his suit trouser pocket, and on his ring finger... a silver ring.
Exactly like hers.
The man walked to the cage and knelt on one knee. He reached out, his fingertips gently touching her ringed hand, and said in a low, hoarse voice:
"Do you remember me?"
Ruan Xingchen shook his head blankly, but was stunned the moment his gaze met his.
——Eyes as black as ink, with a shallow old scar on the eyelid.
Her dream eyes.
The man's thumb stroked her ring, where the delicate Thai words "Eternal Day" were engraved.
"It's okay." He chuckled, his voice filled with sickly tenderness. "I'll let you remember... little by little."
————
Mo Xiaohan crushed the wine glass.
Shards of glass pierced his palm and blood dripped through his fingers, but he felt no pain.
Seventeen years.
He waited for her for seventeen years.
And now, his light was locked in a cage and auctioned off like merchandise.
The greedy eyes of those men made him want to kill.
In fact, he did so.
When the screams of the last bidder stopped abruptly, Mo Xiaohan stepped over the blood-spattered ground and walked towards the golden cage.
She huddled in the corner like a frightened little animal, but her left hand tightly protected the ring - the ring left by his mother, the token of love that he had put on her hand with his own hands.
She forgot who he was.
It doesn't matter.
He would make her remember it again, in the most gentle way, or in the most cruel way.
"Don't be afraid." He knelt on one knee, wiped the tears from her face with his fingertips, and said in a soft voice, as if he was coaxing a child, "I'm here to take you home."
But Ruan Xingchen was trembling.
She looked at him as if she were looking at a... monster.
Mo Xiaohan smiled.
Yeah, he was a monster.
A monster who only retained his humanity for her.
**Story Setting**
(The story includes elements such as PTSD recovery process, dark worldview, moral gray area, painful redemption, forced love, team growth, etc.)
Early stage: fragmentation and reorganization
Late stage: metamorphosis and symbiosis
[High-minded people should be careful | Warning about the heroine's encounter]
Those who are "double clean" can join, but they have to endure the dark descriptions in the early stage.
The heroine once experienced a nightmare at an auction house, but her experience was limited to forced physical examination/touching, without any actual violation.
Readers who cannot bear this sense of brokenness and cannot accept this setting, please stop here and do not give bad reviews for this reason - you can criticize the writing style and complain about the logic, but please respect the background of the story and the rationality of the trauma.
All the filth that had touched her was wiped out by the hero himself, and those unbearable memories were burned in blood and fire.
What they ultimately possess is absolute and complete belonging to each other physically and mentally.
This is not a traditional double-strength article.
The heroine isn't initially a strong character, but a victim of human trafficking in Southeast Asia, trapped in a nightmare of auctions, imprisonment, and mental torture, suffering from PTSD. Her growth isn't a sudden reversal, but rather a struggle amidst fear, learning to breathe on the brink of collapse, and ultimately facing the darkness step by step.
The hero is not a good person either. His world is soaked in blood and sin. He is the abyss itself, a bloody knife, yet he reaches out to her - he is not a hero who comes to save her, but an existence from a darker world.
——It is not an encounter between evenly matched forces, but a resonance between abysses.
This is not a fairy tale about light and redemption.
Unlike traditional redemption stories:
- There is no salvation towards the light here
- There is no fairy tale of saving each other
- Even love has a bloody smell
Their redemption is not to cleanse the filth, but to corrupt each other and depend on each other - she accepts his darkness, and he waits for her to transform into a kindred spirit who can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, until she can keep smiling in a pool of blood.
——When victims no longer pray for light and escape from darkness, but learn to breathe in the abyss.
The early story focuses on Ruan Xingchen's trauma recovery, which is presented through plots such as collapse at the onset of the disease, invasion of memory flashbacks, and difficult healing.
Mo Xiaohan's dark plot only exists as a background foreshadowing in the early stage, and his complete power map will be gradually unfolded in the later stage.
——His world has not yet bared its fangs at her, but the shadow has quietly spread.
【Sub-CP that appeared later】
Iron-blooded Young Officer - The protagonist's most trusted confidant, a cold and ruthless right-hand man.
Medical School Junior - The heroine's former junior, seemingly weak but actually stubborn, she displays remarkable courage after being caught up in an accident. After being forcibly kept by the officer, she goes from fiercely resisting to gradually wavering.
"You'll never escape," the officer whispered, biting the schoolgirl's earlobe, "but I'll make you stay willingly."
Teamwork
- The deputy CP will play an important role in the key actions in the later stages
- The military officer is the key executor of the male protagonist's plan in the later period
- The schoolgirl is an indispensable key figure in the team
- Two pairs of CPs form a special fighting tacit understanding
Also, Yang Shizi changed my tags. This isn't some yandere story. Those who want to read yandere stories can cross it out! Thank you!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
