“…Woo! Let me go…let me go!”
Su Yi was dragged into Bai Ye's arms, and his strong arms clamped around his waist like an iron hoop, pulling at the hem of his skirt:
"Look at you! Your skirt? Is it so short? And you're not wearing anything underneath, not even a pair of pants?!"
Su Yi was taken by the furious Bai Ye in front of a large mirror and forced to look at her own appearance. Her fluffy gauze skirt was ruffled, revealing a piece of white lace edge.
He felt ashamed and annoyed. Bai Ye was really unreasonable! Who would wear pants over suspender stockings? Ah, and he was clearly wearing underwear, so why did he say he was not wearing anything!
"Don't you have eyes?" Su Yi was a little angry, and said stubbornly, "Aren't you wearing underwear inside?"
Bai Ye didn't expect that he would dare to talk back. He was so angry that he stretched out his hand to tear off the white lace edge: "You yourself? Look at yourself. Are you wearing decent underwear? Did that old man force you to wear it?"
How dare they put such a messy and immoral outfit on Su Yi! Bai Ye threw the knife away with a clang, grabbed the suspenders with his left hand to suppress Su Yi, and was about to tear his gauze skirt with his right hand. Su Yi was so scared that he struggled violently, his legs were held in the air by Bai Ye, and he kicked and hit without caring...
Pop.
With a crisp sound, the thin straps snapped back while being pulled, and hit Su Yi's back violently. Two strawberry-red marks suddenly appeared on her fair skin.
…It hurts!
Su Yi felt like he was severely whipped by a rubber band. The pain was so severe that tears were about to come out. Besides the pain, he felt more wronged. He drooped his eyelashes, not allowing the tears to flow out. He forced himself to hold back the tears in his eye sockets. In the end, even his eyes turned red. Why should he be humiliated like this? After all, what does what he wears have to do with this high school classmate!
Bai Ye was stunned when he saw Su Yi's appearance. The person in his arms remained silent, with his head lowered like a wounded swan. The watery tears in his dark eyes extinguished all his fierce arrogance.
"What's wrong with you? Does it hurt?"
Bai Ye was a little flustered. He didn't want to hurt Su Yi, nor did he want to make her cry. He wanted to say something soft to comfort her, but he had no experience in coaxing people. The first thing he said was:
"It shouldn't hurt that much to be hit with a sling, why are you crying?"
Su Yi turned his face away, not wanting to look at this high school classmate again:
"Go away."
Bai Ye was really panicking now, and quickly used his hands to pry Su Yi's face open, childishly asking him to turn around and look at him:
"I'll go away? What about you? Aren't you ashamed to wear this kind of clothes?"
"Is this what I want to wear?" Su Yi felt that this guy was simply unreasonable.
"The system assigns me this kind of clothes, how can I resist? Why don't you give me your character card, and I will be the third young master and inherit the family property, and whoever wants to be the bride can be the bride!"
Bai Ye was speechless for a moment.
Character cards are drawn. If you draw the third young master, you will be glorious. It is not Su Yi's fault that he was unlucky and drew the bride.
In the script, the poor bride married into a wealthy family for money, and was forced by the system to change into this outfit on her wedding night to please her disabled husband, which also fits the setting.
And that old man is only level 97. Even if he wants Su Yi to wear some special clothes, he does not have the privilege of [freedom of dress], so it is impossible for him to force Su Yi to change clothes.
...Now that things have gotten to this point, he doesn't know how to end it. Bai Ye stiffened his neck, unable to bring himself to bow his head and apologize. He could only hold Su Yi tightly, like a stubborn stone.
Pop.
Su Yi reached out and hit the back of Bai Ye's hand, his eyes were red and his tone was fierce:
"Don't let me go!"
He was weak and had no strength at all when he hit someone. Bai Ye didn't feel any pain at all when he was hit. Instead, he felt that the back of his hand was patted by Su Yi's soft palm, which was tingling and very comfortable. He didn't let go and wanted to be hit again.
“Let me go, let me go…!”
Su Yi struggled desperately, hitting Bai Ye non-stop, slapping the back of his hand, but he didn't realize that his soft and fragrant skin was rubbing against Bai Ye's pajamas...
They made a series of suggestive noises, causing the audience on the barrage to scream wildly:
[Ahhhhh don't block me! What are they doing making such a loud noise! What on earth is the bride wearing? Help me, let me see! ! ]
As soon as Bai Ye entered the cloakroom, he threw the small TV into the pile of clothes. Now the audience couldn't see anything, they could only hear a few words, and they were so anxious that they were yelling:
[Can I watch the small TV on the bride's side? I can't watch anything here, it's so frustrating!]
[Forget about it. The bride's small TV had long been thrown under the sofa by the eldest master! I ran over from there. At first, my sisters and I could still listen to the sound of the bath water outside the bathroom, but the eldest master came over and kicked us away!]
[The eldest young master is the worst! He kicked us away and ran into the bathroom. I don’t know what he did to his wife! The third young master can at least hear some noise, but he can only yell at the bottom of the sofa...]
The soft lace and fluffy tulle skirt rubbed against Bai Ye's body as the bride struggled, like white snow swaying on a branch, falling down. Bai Ye was so angry that he quickly loosened his arms and put Su Yi on the ground.
...This guy is wearing this kind of clothes and he has no self-awareness at all! Struggling like this will only turn people into beasts faster. If it were that old man, Su Yi would definitely be severely bullied if he struggled like this.
Bai Ye was thinking a lot in his mind. He let Su Yi go but still refused to let go and held him back.
"What on earth do you want to do!" Su Yi was really angry, "You come to my bedroom in the middle of the night..."
He turned his head and caught a glimpse of the peephole on the cloakroom door. He immediately figured it out: "You...! Have you been here for a long time and have been hiding here and spying on me through the peephole?"
Bai Ye froze, his fragile self-esteem at the age of nineteen felt like it was being stabbed by a needle. He pretended to be cold and said:
"Spy? How is that possible? I just arrived and saw you..."
Su Yi bluntly exposed his logical flaws: "What do you use to see? Do you have X-ray vision?"
Bai Ye closed his mouth and said nothing, like a clam that had not opened its mouth.
"Why have you become so perverted now?" Su Yi scolded him, and asked him back with Bai Ye's previous question, "You have even learned to peep, don't you know shame?"
Bai Ye's face turned blue and red. Su Yi shook off his hand and was about to leave without looking back. Bai Ye was anxious and reached out to grab his puffed up gauze skirt:
"where you go?"
Su Yi: "Go to sleep! Let go."
Bai Ye refused to let go, and he didn't understand. Shouldn't he trust him more as his high school boyfriend at this time? Su Yi didn't even know the player who played Bai Da Shao. It was too dangerous to wear such clothes to sleep with a strange man in a horror scenario!
"no."
An unknown fire was running wildly in his chest and abdomen. Bai Ye grabbed Su Yi and told him not to stay with the stranger dressed like this?:
"Come back to the room with me. We can't stay here anymore."
He hadn't taken Su Yi a step yet when he suddenly felt a resisting force in his palm.
Su Yi felt that this classmate Bai Ye in front of him seemed to have not yet gotten over the influence of the King of Kingdoms game back then, and still felt that he was his boyfriend today.
But even when they were boyfriends, Su Yi had the impression that they were not really familiar with each other. To him, at this moment, it was just a high school classmate he didn't know very well who broke into his cloakroom for no apparent reason and forcibly dragged him to his bedroom.
Of course Su Yi would not agree. Not only would he not agree, he also wanted to take this opportunity to make things clear.
Su Yi turned her pretty face around. The tears in her dark eyes had disappeared. Her earlobes were still a shy pink, but the expression on her face was cold.
Bai Ye felt suddenly empty and uncertain when being looked at like this. The next second, he heard Su Yi say to him:
"Honestly, what I do, where I stay, and what I wear, does it have anything to do with you, my high school classmate?"
It was like a blow to Bai Ye's head, hitting his sore spot hard. He got angry and said, "What did you say?"
"I said, we only knew each other because of that King of Kingdoms game, so we may not be that familiar with each other in reality." Su Yi looked at him:
"Have you ever counted how many sentences you said to me in high school? I don't think there were more than twenty in total."
Bai Ye was shocked and stood there in a daze. The tone of this sentence was light and gentle, but the words he uttered sounded so cruel when spelled out.
Su Yi's gaze, voice, and expression were all indifferent, as if she showed her indifference to him. Compared with her hot bridal outfit, it was even more cruel, torturing Bai Ye's senses like ice and fire.
If it weren't for the moral constraints, he would really want to take off the messy lace, stuff it into Su Yi's mouth and stuff it tightly, and bully him unscrupulously! Let him recall how familiar they were back then!
"Are you saying this on purpose... to irritate me?"
Bai Ye squeezed out these words from between his teeth, each word revealing his gnashing anger. Veins on the back of his hands were bulging, as if he was extremely angry. Finally, he let go of Su Yi, as if he was afraid of hurting him.
"no."
Su Yi, who was much thinner and shorter than Bai Ye, was not afraid of him at all. Instead, he was very calm:
"I'm just stating the facts."
His calm and non-angry look angered Bai Ye even more. The small cloakroom was as quiet as before a storm, and the atmosphere was about to explode. Bai Ye clenched his fists tightly, obviously not believing a single word of his words!
During the brief stalemate of silence, Su Yi suddenly became acutely aware: It's too quiet!
The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.
...The eldest master came out of the shower!
Su Yi took a breath of cold air...and then!
Knock, knock.
Soon, there was a polite knock on the door.
Su Yi was like a caught rabbit, his ears stood up, and he immediately heard the gentle voice of the young master from behind the door:
"Su Yi, are you in there?"
Young Master Bai sat in a wheelchair, knocking on the door with his knuckles bent. He lowered his eyes and stared at the crack in the cloakroom door:
There are four black spots in the gap, like four legs, blocking the way of light, and the relationship between them is obvious.
He saw through it but didn't say anything, his voice was still calm and low:
"Mind if I come in."
"...Wait...wait a minute!" Su Yi was scared. He turned around and saw Bai Ye. He didn't know what this bad guy wanted to do. He turned around and picked up the knife!
If the eldest young master came in now, there might really be a fight! Su Yi's mind was spinning rapidly. Is there any very reasonable excuse that can perfectly explain why the third young master stayed in the cloakroom with him...
At the critical moment, he suddenly thought of an idea: mirror?!
[You stand over there!]
Su Yi didn't dare to say anything. He patted Bai Ye and spoke to him with his mouth.
Bai Ye frowned. He didn't understand. How could a mere plot murder be made to look like an affair between an uncle and his sister-in-law? He was obviously Su Yi's... Even if he was Su Yi's ex-boyfriend, he was still her boyfriend after all. Who was Young Master Bai? Just let him in to take a look, so what?
But he had just made Su Yi angry, and Su Yi was so angry that he even said something like "they are not familiar with each other". Now he didn't dare to do it again. He picked up the knife and walked obediently to the mirror, like a large dog that had just been scolded by its owner after demolishing the house.
Su Yi quickly picked up the towel on the ground, wrapped himself up, and the next second——
Swish.
The door was ruthlessly opened.
Young Master Bai sat in his wheelchair with great interest, looking at him with scrutiny:
"Hey! Third brother is here too?"
Although there was no word of criticism, Su Yi felt inexplicably ashamed, as if he had really had a secret meeting with his third brother's bad sister-in-law on his wedding night. He didn't dare to look at the eldest young master, but lowered his head slightly, looked at the floor, and spoke quickly, fearing that the eldest young master would not believe him:
"He came to see the mirror. Didn't Miss Lin and the others find the bloody note left by the murderer before?"
The note read: [A small, dark room, a large mirror, and the fourth body. You are only one pair of hands away from the truth.]
Young Master Bai glanced at the full-length mirror and chuckled twice, thinking that it was really hard for Su Yi to think so quickly to come up with such a high-sounding excuse. He said quietly:
"I didn't ask him why he came. Why are you so anxious to explain to me?"
Su Yi's face suddenly turned red, even his ears felt hot, and he looked timid and shy.
Bai Ye stood beside the mirror and felt itchy all over. This young master Bai was flirting with Su Yi like an old lover when he spoke to her. A few simple words created an ambiguous atmosphere. Listening to the old man's slow and leisurely tone and looking at Su Yi's red face, Bai Ye felt like his heart was being bitten by ants.
"Since Third Brother is so focused on the plot, why don't you take a look at this mirror now?" The eldest young master pushed his wheelchair to the mirror and repeated the words written in blood, "The truth is only a pair of hands away..."
"You want to smash it?" Bai Ye raised his fist.
"Wait." Su Yi felt something was wrong when he saw Bai Ye's fist-raising posture. Normally, a punch is thrown with one hand, but this sentence said: only a pair of hands is missing, so this should be a two-handed action.
Bai Ye: "Then use both hands to punch?"
"..." Su Yi was a little speechless. To be on the safe side, "Let me think about it again."
...just missing a pair of hands.
This mirror? He had tried it when he first came in to check the room. Is it an ordinary mirror? Or is it high-tech and requires specific palm prints to open some mechanism.
However, considering the setting of this copy, it doesn't seem to have any high technology, but rather ghosts and supernatural phenomena.
So, maybe... I need to face the mirror and make some kind of gesture with my hands...?
"In addition to the hint from the mirror, there is another thing in this sentence." Young Master Bai said, "The fourth body is on display."
Bai Ye snorted, "You don't want me to move Lawyer Chen's body here, do you?"
Su Yi pondered for a moment and analyzed the sentence carefully, which included the location: a small room; conditions: dim lighting; props: a large mirror; time: when the fourth person died; preparation measures: putting the body on the table; implementation action: a pair of hands.
He suddenly formed a guess: "Could this be some kind of... sacrifice? Or a summons?"
Su Yi thought about it more deeply: "If the fifth person died, would it be impossible to summon the truth?"
In a sense, the murderer hoped that they could discover the truth hidden in the Bai family church, so he left such a note.
Young Master Bai felt that it made some sense. Bai Ye yawned secretly. He didn't understand much and had no interest in the blood note, the mirror, or the truth. He just wanted to kill ghosts. If a ghost came out to harass Su Yi, he would chop it up.
Tick-tick.
Just then, Bai Ye heard the sound of water.
He was originally not sensitive to this kind of sound, because the costumes and makeup in the bride copy were very ordinary, and the church was not as luxurious as set. It was normal for the bathroom to leak a little after taking a shower. He had also heard this kind of water sound when he was lying on the bed in the bedroom after taking a shower.
...But hearing it twice is not normal.
One bathroom is dripping, and then two bathrooms in a row are dripping?
Tick-tick.
Another sound!
Bai Ye frowned and reminded, "Don't worry about the mirror. Did you hear the sound of water?"
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