Chapter 53 Scumbag Tactics Maybe she's like me, occasionally...
Two days later, in the afternoon, my little maid and I boarded a flight to Boston with our suitcases. My cousin was about to take her exams and was under pressure to submit two papers a week, so she couldn't come to see us.
In the dull, rumbling cabin, the little maid of the castle had already fallen asleep under the rented blanket, while I was reading a book, but after a while I felt dizzy and lightheaded.
The air currents were unstable, and the plane swayed from time to time. Just as it shook violently again, my vision blurred, and everything in the scenery changed.
The densely packed cabin seats have disappeared.
The flight attendants who were walking back and forth also disappeared.
I was shocked to find that superpowers had reappeared so quickly.
Suddenly, a white mist filled the air, with wisps of steam rising and swirling around...
The seductive and unrestrained laughter of men and women could be heard intermittently...
I was in a huge hot spring pool, crowded with men and women wrapped in towels, with wooden boxes containing exquisite food and fragrant wine floating on the surface.
The musician by the pool, half-wrapped in a bath towel, played music with an ambiguous smile on his face.
Sexy young women were dancing energetically, and as they danced, several of them suddenly jumped into the arms of the men in the pool, splashing water and eliciting wicked laughter from the men.
This is a party held in a hot spring.
I wandered aimlessly around the pool, watching one young and beautiful girl after another jump in, hooking onto men's necks like snake spirits.
This is a paradise for men. Beautiful women everywhere, fine wine everywhere—this is a privilege only men can understand.
There was only one man wrapped in a bath towel, lazily leaning against the edge of the spring pool.
Her wet, silver hair cascaded down, covering most of her body.
Those icy, dazzling blue eyes are captivating.
Her exquisite and profound face shone brightly.
Countless beauties wanted to throw themselves into his arms, but were deterred by his icy gaze.
Some handsome young men were tempted, but they were frightened away by his cold and menacing face.
A gorgeously dressed singer walked onto the stone platform in the center of the hot spring and began to sing the most beautiful and moving songs. Everyone was attracted by her soft, velvety voice, and I was no exception. I couldn't help but walk up to her.
His gaze fell upon them. He then stood up and walked step by step toward the beautiful singer who was performing.
Suddenly, everyone gasped.
It turned out that he had exerted too much force when he got up, and the bath towel had fallen onto the damp floor tiles.
His tall, handsome, and radiant physique was on full display.
Naked, she walked step by step down into the hot spring pool under the amazed and fascinated gazes of the crowd, and then walked wet onto the stone platform in the middle of the pool.
The singer's eyes shone, and her voice grew even more beautiful, enough to melt even the heart of stone; however, her breathing became rapid.
My breathing quickened as I stared intently at his impressive eight-pack abs and captivating physique, just like everyone else.
Suddenly he stood opposite the singer and looked at me intently.
I was slightly taken aback.
As the singer continued to sing her most beautiful song, and boldly reached out to embrace him, an unexpected incident occurred—
He kicked the singer into the hot spring pool. The singer screamed, water splashed, and the crowd gasped.
But I heard his flirtatious voice in my ear, "Didn't you get enough of looking at me every day before? You were staring at me so intently that it made me react."
I looked down and was horrified.
The next second, he hugged me tightly...
The plane suddenly jolted, jolting me back to reality.
The phone fell to the ground, and the book on my lap also fell to the ground.
The castle maid is still sleeping.
The captain's voice came over the intercom: "Ladies and gentlemen, the plane is encountering turbulence ahead and there will be some minor bumps. The lavatories are closed. Please return to your seats..."
For a moment, dreams and reality were mixed together, and I couldn't tell the difference.
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"What do you want to know?" The afternoon sun shone on the table in the cafe, which was covered with a red checkered tablecloth. My cousin, who had dark circles under her eyes, looked at us.
"Are you really sure you've never been to another world?" the castle maid asked impatiently.
"No, I already said no." My cousin took a big gulp of her Americano. "I still have to prepare for my exams. If there's nothing else, I'm leaving."
I looked at her with a puzzled expression.
I remember a while ago, after she found out I was going abroad, she warmly invited me to visit her place, but when we actually met, she was very cold.
My cousin picked up her bag and stood up, but I grabbed her arm and said, "Wait."
She looked at me helplessly, "I gave you that stone a long time ago, there's nothing more I can do to help you. Just because you've been to another world doesn't mean I have too."
“Yes, you haven’t been there, but you must have had contact with the people there,” I guessed boldly.
Perhaps she, like me, has occasionally experienced incredible things in a fleeting moment.
"No," my cousin said firmly. "Nothing strange has happened since I gave you the stone."
"So, something strange happened before you gave me the stone?" I stared intently at her.
She stared at me, her face gradually turning pale.
“Okay,” she said, sitting back down a minute later, “I can tell you, but you mustn’t think I’ve gone crazy.”
I looked at the castle maid for a second and said, "Okay."
“I became a fireplace,” she said.
I couldn't believe it and asked again, "You said you turned into a fireplace?"
She nodded.
My God, how could such a thing happen!
"See? I knew you wouldn't believe me." My cousin took a small sip of her coffee.
The castle maid asked, "So what happened to you?"
“There are many.” My cousin placed the porcelain coffee cup on the table. “At first, I saw a beautiful woman crying, crying and crying. She would even add some firewood to my fireplace because it was so cold. She had two children, a boy and a girl, twins. I often comforted her, and that’s when I learned that her carefully chosen husband had betrayed her, and her favorite maid had also betrayed him. What’s worse, her husband had more than just that maid as a mistress; he was also having affairs with several noble ladies and socialites.”
Upon hearing this, I suddenly realized who "she" was, and I also suddenly remembered the little boy in the exquisite nightgown in the dark corridor.
“From the children and maids who comforted her every day, I learned that she was a rich and beautiful woman with a love-struck mind. Despite having seen too much of the sordid and filthy affairs of men and women in high society, she still believed that her husband would be different. Of course, I can’t say that’s wrong,” my cousin emphasized. “There really are good men, but her love-struck mind determined that she could only become the prey of ambitious men. In fact, she hadn’t decided whether to marry that man, but she got pregnant and had to elope with him. Her parents had no choice but to compromise.”
The castle maid laughed, "Getting a girl pregnant before marriage seems to be a popular way for scumbags to climb the social ladder."
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