Chapter 155 Spider 42
Xu Zhao still couldn't come back to his senses, sitting on the bed like a puppet.
The voice in her head grew increasingly agitated, repeating the same phrase over and over. Her fingers moved subconsciously, but she suppressed them with her mind. Lin Yue's lower body was hidden by the bed. From Xu Zhao's perspective, she could see his expectant face resting on the edge of the bed, and his dark belly drooping to the ground.
The moment her vigilant consciousness relaxed, the lingering and somewhat delicate voice instantly covered the ocean of her consciousness. Her hands hanging on both sides stretched out slightly, but before they touched Lin Yue, they were hit by a strong force and leaned back.
"Xu Zhao, I'm so scared."
Lin Yue flew into Xu Zhao's arms like a falling bird flapping its wings.
He buried his head in Xu Zhao's neck, his eyes sore, his tentacles pressed tightly against her knees, his arms wrapped around her waist, he wished he could turn into a thin ball and stuff it into her arms, but he couldn't do so because of the huge and ferocious limbs in his lower body.
Xu Zhao was pushed back continuously until her back was against the wall with nowhere to retreat. The invasion in the ocean of consciousness was still going on, but she was barely able to control her mind. She wanted to push Lin Yue away, but her hands fell on his shoulders and slowly held them.
Lin Yue was covered in a cold sweat. When he crashed into her arms, it felt like a ball of melting ice was stuffed into his chest. His newly changed clothes were soaked with sweat. Even though she held his shoulders, the man in her arms was still trembling.
Xu Zhao hesitated for a moment and asked him, "What are you afraid of?"
She felt a little wet on her neck, and at the same time, her heart seemed to be scalded by hot water, and the hand on his shoulder tightened unconsciously.
Lin Yue raised his head and looked at her intently from top to bottom.
Xu Zhao had to deal with the waves in her consciousness while resisting the seductive aura emitted by Lin Yue. Her face looked very abnormal, and her cheeks were as red as Lin Yue's, but her eyes were clear. She lowered her eyes, her eyelashes half covered, and her cold eyes looked particularly blurred.
Lin Yue's heart suddenly tightened. He tentatively put his hand on Xu Zhao's face, revealing an expectant look: "...Do you, do you like me?"
Lin Yue's hair was wet with sweat, and two spider eyes were dotted on his forehead like gems. They were like pearls that had been wiped clean of dust, sparkling with a scorching brilliance.
Waves surged in my mind, repeating:
"You like him."
"Tell him you like him."
Xu Zhao was silent for a moment, then laughed: "Well, I like you."
Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief.
He knew that doing so would only make Xu Zhao hate him more in the end. But at the moment, he could not bear Xu Zhao's indifference and could only use this despicable method to control her.
Humans controlled by spider consciousness are like puppets without souls.
He swallowed the bitterness in his heart and curled himself into Xu Zhao's arms. His wounds had not healed yet and he was deeply sinful. Even if his self-injury could not alleviate the humiliation Xu Zhao suffered in the slightest, it could at least be considered a punishment for himself.
The wound on his chest tore open, and his face suddenly turned pale, but he smiled because he got the hug he had always dreamed of.
He sniffed Xu Zhao's scent, his eyes revealing a strong fondness and satisfaction. He closed his eyes, his clothes sticking tightly to the bleeding wound because of his embrace, but he found comfort in the pain like being bitten by ants.
"Xu Zhao, I used despicable means to keep you. I was selfish, mean, and unscrupulous. I wanted to keep you by my side forever. I hate Zhao Wenqing. If I hadn't found him, would you have stayed here? Would you never leave?"
"You're so smart, you must have guessed it was me, right? The day you left, I secretly cut my palm, and the blood attracted spiders... I didn't mean to hurt you, I just thought that if you left here without looking back, I might as well be dead... But you didn't, you came back, and I'm so happy. If I had controlled my emotions and not kissed you secretly, would we still be fine now?"
Stolen kiss?
The corners of Xu Zhao's mouth twitched slightly. At first glance, it seemed that he had done something extraordinary, but in fact he was just holding her hand and touching her fingers with his lips.
"I was afraid that you hated me, afraid that you would look at me with disgust. I... I controlled you with my consciousness. I'm sorry..."
He opened his eyes and looked up, looking miserable.
He murmured, "Apology can't make up for anything. I want to make this dream last longer..."
The side of Xu Zhao's neck was wet, as if there was a drizzle. The coldness between her brows faded away, and she hugged Lin Yue with some embarrassment, not knowing whether to continue pretending or expose this situation. Just when the two were in a dilemma, a burst of sweet fragrance filled the air.
She felt like she was soaked in a honey pot. It was obvious that this scent was emitted by Lin Yue.
She stared at the back of Lin Yue's head. He was mumbling apologies, and his big belly hanging behind him slowly spitted out white spider silk.
A fine spider silk floated in front of her, caught in her hair, and the two intertwined. The blisters on the surface of the silk burst, and a sticky liquid flowed out, carrying a sweet fragrance. It turned out that this smell was emitted by the spider silk.
She had seen the same kind of white spider silk used for hunting, with the same blister-like bumps on the surface. These spider silks were much stickier, and once touched, they could not be removed unless there was an oily substance secreted by Lin Yue.
But this time the spider silk was not as sticky, but it had a strange fragrance.
What is this used for?
Xu Zhao was surrounded by white spider silk. The bubbles on the spider silk were fragile and would break at the slightest touch, just like a star of oil jumping into a fire, causing flames to suddenly burst out. She felt a little irritated.
"Lin Yue. Have you hugged me enough?"
Lin Yue distanced himself from Xu Zhao and looked up at her. Before he could say anything, Xu Zhao held her cheeks. She frowned and looked very unhappy, like a small animal in its irritable period, which saw sweet and tempting prey and wanted to tear its skin and flesh with its sharp teeth.
She followed her instinct and lowered her head to bite, aiming at his lips.
Lin Yue froze for a moment, his heart pounding. He noticed the spider silk floating around and was immediately annoyed. He was always like this. Whenever he got close to Xu Zhao, he couldn't help but secrete spider silk, trying to wrap her up and tightly wrap her in the spider web he wove.
Just stay there.
Just wait for her to bite you.
When their lips were less than half an inch apart, Lin Yue suddenly tilted his head: "Don't do this... I'm dirty."
Tears welled up in her eyes: "...I don't deserve it."
Lin Yue pushed Xu Zhao away, and he carried her into the spider web, cleaned the spider silk stuck around her body, rolled them into a ball and threw them out of the house.
Xu Zhao stayed quietly in the spider web. When the smell in the room dissipated, she regained her senses and her eyes were fixed on Lin Yue.
Finally, she knew what these spider silks were used for. She felt ashamed. Wasn't this just like the entertainment in the human world?
The places touched by the spider silk were sticky. Thinking that it was secreted by Lin Yue's glands, her heart burned fiercely. She raised her hand and kept wiping the slime on her cheek. Lin Yue came over, clutching a wet towel.
"You can't clean it with your hands, let me do it," Lin Yue sat down next to her, first wiping her face clean, then patiently grasping her hair and cleaning it one by one. After making sure there was no sticky residue, he put away the towel, naturally took her hand, and asked, "What would you like for breakfast?"
Xu Zhao played the role of a puppet seriously. Upon hearing this, she deliberately said, "I want to eat hamburgers, fried chicken, and egg tarts..." She counted on her fingers and named four or five things that Lin Yue could not make.
As expected, his body suddenly stiffened. "...I don't know how to cook...Xu Zhao, can we have noodles? There's still some leftover chicken, I can make fried chicken...What's a hamburger?"
His eyes flickered and he pinched his fingertips in embarrassment.
Xu Zhao: "I want noodles again. I want them with a poached egg."
Lin Yue lifted her hand and placed his lips on it, his eyes always glued to her face, and he hummed softly.
He turned and left.
Xu Zhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
She'd overthought it, and she felt a little guilty. She'd thought Lin Yue would be so vile and despicable once he'd torn off his mask, but it turned out he was still that timid and pathetic boy. But... ever since he'd thought she was being controlled, the emotions in his eyes had been exposed without a trace, a frenzy like weeds spreading across a barren land, making her feel a little uneasy.
She stayed in the quiet spider web and finally had time to think about what happened in the morning -
Lin Yue actually likes her.
…
After breakfast, the weather began to turn cloudy and soon it started to rain heavily.
After Xu Zhao had eaten and drunk his fill, he lay in the spider web, feeling bored, and began to observe Lin Yue.
After the last rainstorm, Lin Yue had fixed the leaking roof. He wove a spider web to cover the roof, securing the thatch to the base. From a distance, it looked like a white house. If you didn't know it was built by Lin Yue, it would have been quite creepy.
Unlike Xu Zhao, he returned to his cobwebs early. After waking up in the morning, aside from the mind control episode, he wasn't idle. He made breakfast and then washed up the dishes they'd used.
With his mind controlled, he naturally demanded that Xu Zhao take off his dirty clothes. At that moment, he was scrubbing Xu Zhao's clothes in the room. He wrung them out and hung them in the middle of the room to dry. He covered them with golden spider webs to keep out the damp rain.
Xu Zhao observed him quietly for a long time, and finally put aside her speculations and confirmed that he was still the simple and kind Lin Yue in her memory. He was just a little mentally disturbed by the news of her departure, so he resorted to self-harm to keep her.
well.
She sighed secretly.
After Lin Yue finished cleaning up, he came to her side. He always felt inferior to his spider limbs, so he carefully avoided Xu Zhao with his legs, but his tentacles shamelessly stuck to her legs. Lin Yue pursed his lips and secreted sticky spider silk to stick the tentacles together to prevent them from rubbing against each other.
"Xu Zhao, do you like me?"
"I like it."
"Can you please say that again?"
"OK."
"Xu Zhao..."
"I like Lin Yue."
Lin Yue, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned, quietly pressed himself against her shoulder, then grabbed her wrist, holding her entire arm in his arms. He lowered his head, and rubbed his lips against her fingers.
The rain was pouring down. The damp air was trapped outside the netting. She stayed inside, feeling only the warmth and comfort of the spider silk. After waiting for a moment, Lin Yue didn't make any further advances, simply rubbing his lips against the base of her fingers.
From pinky to thumb, then back again, thumb to pinky. Occasionally, she extended her tongue, leaving a scent of his like a puppy. After a sticky lick, she picked up the towel nearby and wiped it clean. Then, she rubbed it slowly with her lips.
Is this all he can do? Xu Zhao felt that if this continued, her hands would be broken.
Xu Zhao pulled his hand out.
In an instant, the sound in the net bag disappeared without a trace, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. The warm and comfortable environment seemed to become dark and cold in an instant.
She looked at Lin Yue in confusion and saw that his eyes were red and his limbs were stiff, like a criminal awaiting trial. He knew that he was guilty of a heinous crime, but was unwilling to wait for the accusations to be announced. He was tense to the extreme, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyelashes did not fall for a long time, and he stared at her without blinking.
Was he worried about regaining consciousness?
Xu Zhao stared at his expression calmly, his heart beating heavily, and a feeling of sourness suddenly swept over him.
She thought of Lin Yue's meticulous care during their time together, and his cautious actions. For example, now, he hid his spider limbs under the spider silk, and his hair fell down to cover the two spider eyes, deceiving himself into thinking that this was a normal human being.
How could she possibly know if he didn't say anything?
But her reason told her that Lin Yue was not just fond of Zhao Wenqing. His malicious jealousy of her and his actions of forcing her to stay by his side all showed that his love was filled with extreme possessiveness and insecurity.
Even a trivial matter, in his eyes, is enough to cause destruction.
His extreme insecurity led to his extreme possessiveness.
Xu Zhao looked at Lin Yue carefully.
His eyes were already red, tears hanging on his eyelashes. He held his breath for a moment, and it seemed that nothing he imagined happened. He slowly exhaled, took Xu Zhao's hand again, and kissed it: "Xu Zhao, don't scare me. I thought... you still like me?"
Xu Zhao hummed perfunctorily.
Lin Yue was still feeling a little nervous and hadn't recovered from the suffocating feeling. He took two shallow breaths and pressed his cheek against her palm, feeling the warmth from Xu Zhao. Only then did his heart, which had been trembling with fear, calm down a little.
Lin Yue's skin was so perfect it was enviable. Her face was white and soft, and Xu Zhao's palm pressed against it, like a peeled egg, gently stroking it.
She said, "Lin Yue, tell me about your childhood."
Lin Yue looked at her doubtfully.
Xu Zhao smiled gently. "We are the closest partners. But why don't I have any childhood memories of you in my mind? It's like we were strangers. Are we really partners?"
Lin Yue was dazzled by her gentle expression. He really wished she could look at him like this forever. Then he felt a sense of loss as if he had fallen off a cliff. How could it be possible? It was just an illusion. When Xu Zhao regained consciousness, she would probably only hate him, right?
He smiled bitterly: "Okay, if you want to hear it, I'll tell you."
As early as when he was bitten by the spider, the impression of his family in Lin Yue's memory was like a faded old newspaper, and the accompanying emotions gradually disappeared. Looking back at it now, it was as if he was watching a movie and he was just a spectator.
The net bag was filled with Xu Zhao's scent, and he was enveloped by it, feeling an unprecedented sense of security and comfort. The palm of his hand pressed against his cheek, slowly caressing him, was the gentle comfort he had longed for. In Xu Zhao's palm, he turned into a puddle of wet water, a soft cloud.
If only time could stop at this moment.
Lin Yue stared at Xu Zhao tightly, his gaze following her movements, as if he could never get enough of looking at her.
"...My mother passed away when I was very young. She was frail, and I inherited her illness. I was always taking medicine. Later, my father married a new wife, and they had a new child. I moved out and lived in the same hotel you stayed in...Xu Zhao, that's how it happened."
Most people's personalities are closely related to their childhood environment. Xu Zhao had hoped to slowly enlighten Lin Yue through his explanations, but who knew that he would finish his past in just a few sentences?
Xu Zhao: "Where's Zhao Chunhong? Did she scold you or hit you?"
Lin Yue thought about it and nodded.
Xu Zhao frowned.
It wasn't because of Lin Yue's affirmation. It was because... when he answered questions about his childhood, including when he mentioned Zhao Chunhong, his facial expression didn't change at all, as if all emotions had been drained away. When he mentioned his mother or father, he didn't feel nostalgia or sadness, and when he mentioned Zhao Chunhong, he didn't feel angry or resentful.
He was calm throughout.
Not like a person with normal emotions.
If he doesn't even have normal emotions, how should she get along with him and how should she believe his words of love?
The next moment, as if painting a clay figure, Lin Yue raised the corners of his lips. His eyes, previously calm and somewhat cold, were filled with bubbles of joy, and his entire face was full of life.
The white spider silk he had torn off with his own hands drifted around them unconsciously, entwining with the golden spider silk. He grasped Xu Zhao's wrist, his tentacles freed themselves, and pressed against her legs as he wished.
The boy has thick eyelashes, and when he blinks, they bring out alluring charm. His eyes are black and bright, filled with burning love.
"My mother left me, my father married a new wife, had a new child, and he no longer wanted me. I have always been an unwanted child. The spider appeared, and I was betrayed and abandoned by the people of Blackwater Town... Xu Zhao, everyone has abandoned me. I only have you, Xu Zhao... You can't abandon me, you can't throw me away..."
He grabbed her wrist and kissed it slowly: "Xu Zhao...please don't hate me anymore, okay?"
The voice like spring rain in Xu Zhao's mind sounded again -
Don't hate me.
Please.
She didn't answer him, her brows slightly furrowed, thinking of his face that had suddenly become lively. Could it be that all his emotions were directed only at her?
An indescribable emotion washed over her. She lowered her eyes, examining Lin Yue beside her. A golden net wrapped around the young man's fair body, a frail body covered in scars and oozing blood. The reason for his injuries was laughable and ridiculous—to keep her.
This kind of behavior of hurting oneself to gain the favor of others is extremely undesirable. If the other person turns a blind eye, what will happen to the injured person? No matter what actions the unappreciated party takes, they will not get the desired results.
Xu Zhao pulled his hand away, and when Lin Yue was once again panicked and almost speechless, he smiled and said, "I don't hate you."
Lin Yue breathed a sigh of relief, but then his heart started beating violently again.
Even though I knew it was an illusion, I couldn't help but feel excited and happy about her words.
She said, "I don't hate you... well, I like you."
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