Chapter 199 Husband 36
The blood bubble covering Wen Hui was connected to the monster's flesh and blood, and was filled with the air Wen Hui needed. As the monster attacked and retreated, the flesh and blood that cast the protective membrane occasionally contracted and expanded. Wen Hui knelt on the ground, her palms pressed against the warm flesh membrane. Her vision was blocked by the protective membrane as if shrouded in a layer of crimson mist. She opened her eyes wide and took in the battle scene between the man and his fellow tribesmen.
“Snap—”
The monster, still in the form of a man, emanated a rich crimson, slashing at its kin like a falling tree on a cliff. He had lived up to his wife's expectations. Days of abundant food had imbued his flesh with strength, and with his blows against his kin, the intimidating monster, revealed in its original form, was reduced to dust.
The entire high-rise building shook as the man stood still, a hint of coldness on his handsome face. The remaining scent from his tender time with his wife was covered by the monster's dead blood, and he devoured the nutritious flesh and blood without mercy.
At the beginning of the process, the man glanced back at Wen Hui and reported the progress: "I look ugly when I eat, don't look at me, Hui Hui."
The man's fierce demeanor faded, his face now filled with tenderness. Upon receiving Wen Hui's response, he turned his back to her, squatted on the ground, gathered up the bloody mud, and began to devour it. Simultaneously, a stream of flesh and blood, mimicking the texture of a bloody veil, emerged from the blood bubble and covered Wen Hui's eyes.
Completely cut off the possibility of Wen Hui peeking.
Knowing the man was unharmed, Wen Hui felt relieved. She reached out and grasped the falling blood-stained veil. The soft fabric took the opportunity to wrap around her fingers, rubbing against them affectionately. With her eyes covered, her hearing became acute. She heard the sound of sticky material rubbing against the wall, as if something were crawling. She hunched her shoulders and raised her voice, "...There's a sound! Outside the window. Is that a monster?"
Thick flesh and blood squirmed at the window, scrambling and squeezing each other to rush into the bathroom. The bathroom was narrow, and after being invaded by the monster, the things inside were squeezed to the corners, unable to withstand the pressure and suddenly shattered.
Two swollen lumps of flesh were covered with spider-web-like cracks, and smelly blood gurgled and rolled into the room through the cracks.
There was no response, but she could hear sounds: objects exploding, followed by screams all around her. The sound of the monster feeding irritated her eardrums, and Wen Hui curled up helplessly, tears streaming down her face. She licked the flesh, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get it clean.
"What's going on?" Her back was pressed against the blood membrane, and the warm and familiar breath temporarily relieved her tension.
Except for the blood bubbles that protected Wen Hui, all the flesh and blood in the house rushed towards the bathroom. The monster gave up maintaining the man's body and melted into endless flesh and blood. The flesh and blood expanded until it filled the room and attacked the rushing fellow tribesmen with ferocity.
He said gently and soothingly: "It's nothing, Huihui, just take a nap if you are tired! There are just a few alien species dropped nearby, I will clean them up quickly..." Before he finished speaking, the entire high-rise building suddenly collapsed.
The broken pieces of stone from the ceiling fell and hit the blood bubble, creating a sticky blood paste. However, the blood bubble was only slightly sunken. Wen Hui inside heard some strange noises but was still firmly protected inside.
The man's voice was tense. Wen Hui only spoke when she was nervous and scared at first, and then she remained silent.
She knew her own abilities well. Even if the situation was so dire that even the monsters couldn't handle it, she would be completely helpless. She relied on the monsters to stay alive. In times like these, all she could do was to reduce her presence, to alleviate the pressure on the monsters. Even when blood bubbles rolled down her face and the feeling of weightlessness hit her, Wen Hui only let out a soft moan, then covered her mouth to keep quiet.
The sound of a high-rise building collapsing rang in my ears.
The screams were like dark mud clawing at his ears. Wen Hui hugged his knees, his fingers entangled in blood-stained gauze that blocked his vision. Sensing his wife's uneasiness, he nuzzled her weakly but flatteringly. Wen Hui opened her mouth, her heart racing from the fall. After calming down a bit, she said, "...Don't worry about me. I'm fine."
She blinked, her slender eyelashes brushing against the blood-stained veil, and added, "Just be at ease and deal with it. I won't cause you any trouble."
The blood-stained veil suddenly tightened, as if displeased with the meaning of her words. Wen Hui felt a rare sense of contentment in the midst of crisis. She lowered her head, her cold lips touching the blood-stained veil between her fingers, and said with sincerity, "You must protect yourself too... I'll wait for you."
…
Blood rained down from the sky.
When Wen Hui's vision returned to normal, what appeared before her eyes was the ruins of her former home. Scarlet flesh and blood, as if it had experienced a ruthless massacre, were scattered everywhere and hung on the steel and concrete like rags.
Wen Hui blinked and wiped the blood from her cheek.
The blood bubble that protected her melted into mud and crawled back to the man. He faced the ground, raised his head, looked weak, and the skin of his restored human body was covered with sunken wounds and bloodstains that exposed the bones.
He murmured her name: "Hui Hui, Hui Hui..."
Wen Hui sat there in a daze. Without the barrier of flesh and blood, she was sitting on the broken tile floor.
Looking around in confusion, he saw that all the tall buildings in the community had collapsed, the flesh and blood of monsters were scattered all over the place, and occasional wailing could be heard.
My slow brain slowly guessed what had happened.
When the residents of the community talked to each other, they often lamented their good fortune. The reason was that since the monster's arrival, tragic events had occurred in the surrounding areas, and even in various residences in Blue City.
Except for a few incidents of injury in the beginning, this community was peaceful and harmless like a paradise even after the continuous heavy rain.
Therefore, when the research institute distributed potions and everyone couldn't wait to spray themselves all over, filling the area with a scent that could repel monsters, the residents of this community, having lived in a unique and safe environment for a long time, lost their vigilance.
Those alien species gathered in the neighborhood they had never dared to visit before, intending to start a massacre, but they ignored the monster who had been diligently playing the role of a human husband because his wife had hidden her breath, hoping to maintain a brave image in front of her. Because of the days of fullness, the monster became even more powerful than before.
Although he was also seriously injured in this battle, he was still very powerful to kill the enemy on his own!
After a brutal battle, the man lay in a pool of blood, gazing at his wife with longing, longing for her to come to him.
He grasped his hands weakly twice, supported his upper body, lifted half a fist off the ground, and then fell to the ground powerlessly.
“Megumin…”
After taking in the monster's actions, Wen Hui's back suddenly stiffened, and her arms around her knees also stiffened.
Although he had regained his human form, his handsome honey-colored skin was as dry as the skin of a fruit with the core removed. Blood, flesh, bones, and internal organs were scattered around like rags, connected to each other by wriggling blood threads.
The bizarre scene prevented Wen Hui from going forward to check the injuries. She was nailed to the spot, staring timidly at the scene in the pool of blood with tears in her eyes.
The monster's ability could only support him in creating a human appearance. The original combination of flesh and blood was full of rough and inferior texture. Even if the skin was created perfectly, the scarlet flesh and blood slowly flowed into the skin, like a slippery and dirty loach in the mud, entangled and wriggling, but it could not support the human skin in a short time.
Only his head was plump and round. Against the backdrop of the dark night and the messy ruins, his scarlet eyes held the cold and sinister savagery of a battle with his own kind. His gaze softened as he fell on Wen Hui, yet still held an inhuman, terrifying pressure.
——He is a monster.
Warning after warning, rising from the depths of her soul, echoed through her mind. The defenses she had painstakingly erected crumbled, and Wen Hui's lips trembled involuntarily. She braced herself against the ground, mustering the courage to lift the limp monster to its feet. However, her legs gave way, and she retreated half a step the moment she moved.
...an act of escape that is not controlled by the brain but solely based on the body's instinct.
Wen Hui looked at the miserable figure of the man not far away. He couldn't even stand up, exhausted from the battle. The thoughts she had suppressed so desperately to save her life suddenly surged back, overwhelming her and impossible to ignore.
This is obviously the best time to stay away from monsters——
The research institute had developed a potion to repel monsters, and she put two bottles of it in her pajamas pocket before going to bed. This was her last resort for self-preservation. Now, with these two bottles of potion, she could live alone in a place where "Zheng Song" was not around.
Under the concentrated attack of monsters, Wen Hui was protected by "Zheng Song" and saved her life, but after the victory, she wanted to stay away from him. She felt guilty, but she always felt uneasy and panicked if she had to let go of this opportunity and live with a bomb that might explode at any time.
The color drained from Wen Hui's face, and his mind was torn between two emotions.
Ultimately, she decided to follow her instincts.
Even people with rich emotions cannot guarantee the longevity of love, let alone a monster who is just beginning to understand emotions. Her marriage with Zheng Song is within the scope of what she can bear, but the negative consequences of being with the monster are too heavy to bear.
Her usually fragile face showed determination. Avoiding the monster's pleading eyes, Wen Hui supported herself on the ground and stood up.
Sensing Wen Hui's thoughts, the monster's face, which was aggrieved and longing for praise, stiffened, and then he roared without thinking.
"Hui Hui! Come back, don't leave me, don't leave me! I will listen to you in everything. I can do anything you ask me to do, just don't leave me!"
Wen Hui pursed her lips and thought to herself in a self-comforting way—
A monster is a monster, after all. Every monster she'd ever encountered was brutal and bloodthirsty, so why was he special? Perhaps she was willing to tolerate and pamper him now, but would he still be as kind in the future? Zheng Song was human after all, so even if a dispute arose, she wouldn't have to worry about her life. But the monster's instincts terrified her, keeping her awake at night.
After a lot of random thoughts, when she made the final decision to stay away from the monster, those chaotic and noisy sounds flooded into her ears.
“Meihui, Meihui.”
"Don't leave me."
"I love you, I love you. I don't want to be a monster! If possible, I want to be an ordinary human and live with you. Huihui, can you give me a chance?"
"Don't leave me, don't leave me!"
“…Megumin! Megumin!”
In the gray and broken ruins, only Wen Hui stood safe and sound, with inconspicuous blood spots splattered on her pure white home clothes, her black hair scattered behind her, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and the teardrop mole under her eyes created a look of tears.
She turned her back to the monster lying on the ground, her eyelashes trembling non-stop, tears stained by her eyelashes, suddenly sliding to the ground. She clenched her fists, thinking about being colder and harder, not being controlled by sympathy, but as she thought about this, those past scenes surfaced in her mind. She thought about just taking a look, just one last look -
The handsome man who no longer resembled Zheng Song had bloodstains all over his face, and his limbs were twisted as he clutched the broken stone slabs. Although he knew that Wen Hui was going to leave him, he still maintained his human form. However, his flesh and blood continued to spread out, but due to limited physical energy consumption, he could only unwillingly stay outside half of Wen Hui's arm.
There was a strong despair in his eyes, and his lips moved as he spoke the same pleading words: "Don't abandon me..."
His heart ached so much that he wished he could cut open his chest so that Wen Hui could see with her own eyes the heart that beat for her and was filled with emotions because of her.
Wen Hui's tears welled up and she froze for a moment. As she turned around, the monster's shrill howl rang in her ears. It was a miserable sound she had never heard since she knew it. Her heart was grabbed by an invisible hand and her steps forward stopped.
The sky before her was gray, and the home where she once lived had been ruthlessly destroyed. Scarlet flesh and blood were everywhere, deeply hurting her eyes.
In response to his pleas to stay, she whispered, "I want to leave here, leave you."
The scenes of her time with "Zheng Song" played out frame by frame like a movie. Those sweet scenes made her feel as if she was holding a piece of honey. As her heart beat, she couldn't help but wonder whether the sweet candy contained poison or sweet liquid.
She was afraid that if she opened up to him again, the consequences would be even more tragic than the first time, and she couldn't bear to be stuck in the quagmire.
"No." The monster's voice was filled with pleading. "Meihui, I beg you, don't leave me. Did the scene just now scare you? I'm recovering as quickly as possible. Don't look at me. I know I'm ugly and scary now, but I will recover soon... Huihui, please, wait for me a little longer."
The wilted flesh and blood, seemingly endowed with a powerful force from somewhere, was struggling to surge towards the skin, slowly filling up the shriveled flesh. The monster struggled to sit up, and with both hands, it scooped up the dusty internal organs that were scattered on the ground, and stuffed them all into the abdominal cavity without regard for their original location.
The monster looked at his wife's back, a chill running down his spine. He shouted, "Hui Hui, I love you! Don't leave me, don't abandon me. I'll change anything you don't like about me. I swear I'll never reveal my true self to you again! Don't leave me..."
The words that came out of her mouth made Wen Hui's movements stiffen slightly for a moment. The soles of her cotton shoes were stepping on broken stones. The uneven ground even revealed sharp steel frames, making every step she took feel like she was walking on a knife edge.
The pain in her body intensified her inner panic. She looked at the endless darkness before her, a trace of sadness on her face, and asked blankly:
"Do you really love me?"
The monster replied eagerly, "I love you Huihui!"
"Do you know what love is?"
Without waiting for the monster to answer, Wen Hui smiled self-deprecatingly and continued, "When you first occupied Zheng Song's body, the person you were in contact with was Zheng Song's wife. She is gentle and virtuous, considerate and patient. Not to mention you, if someone like her appeared before me, I would also like her. Who doesn't like to be pampered?"
"...But you know what? That kind of life is exhausting. Constantly putting others' needs first, suppressing your own, appearing gentle and kind, but actually feeling worn out on the inside. I don't want to live like that anymore. I don't even want to have any contact with the people I used to have. You're amazing. Whether you destroy the world or blend in, you can live well. If you want, there are many people willing to seek your protection. Just like I used to treat you... Just let me go!"
The monster's simulated vocal cords were forgotten by him, and its hoarse and miserable voice wailed into Wen Hui's ears: "No, no, I don't want anyone else, I only want you!"
"I love you, the real you. No matter if you are gentle or cold, virtuous or casual, I only love you! It's you who taught me human emotions, and it's you who made me shed my monster skin and learn to be a human being. But now you want to abandon me. It's not fair! Wen Hui, you are not fair!"
As soon as he changed his tone, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and his voice became urgent.
"Are you still in love with Zheng Song? You can treat me as him! Huihui, I can restore my appearance to Zheng Song, and we can still be as good as before?"
"Meihui, as long as you want me, I can be whoever you want me to be, what kind of appearance you want me to be, or what kind of personality you want me to have. Huihui, tell me, what do I need to do to make you accept me..."
The monster was in despair and pain, and its rotten internal organs began to grow tear glands. The tear glands, which were just decorations before, now spontaneously oozed tears, and rolled into the ruins with blood.
Fear arises from love.
The monster, who lived in another world and didn't know how to love, cruelly and bloodily hunted all the prey it could meet. When it landed here, it was caught off guard by the emotions that it had disdained before. The flesh and blood born from strangulation learned to be cautious and to pity the human women who were once its prey.
Now, he was in even more emotional pain. Yet, for the monster now, all this pain was sweet. His only desire was Wen Hui's heart, hoping she would love him even half as much as she once did Zheng Song. That would be enough to make him jump for joy.
Wen Hui clenched her fists, suppressing the urge to look back.
The monster's words shook her, but she still felt worried. Amidst the monster's mournful cries, she nervously grabbed at the clothes covering her chest. With a self-protective gesture, she pursed her lips and whispered, "I'm not going to say that anymore."
"...I'm not as gentle as you seem. I have many dark thoughts. I'm even with you because you can bring me security and eliminate the dangers around me. I'm with you out of the desire to use you."
“You can use me as much as you want, Huihui! I’m lucky to be used by you, Huihui. I’m willing to sacrifice my life for it!”
"...But I'm afraid. I'm afraid that one day your temperament will change drastically. You know I'm cowardly and incompetent. I can't escape the malice of monsters, let alone humans. I'm afraid that one day I'll be devoured by you without realizing it."
Wen Hui turned around with tears in her eyes.
She herself didn't know why she had to analyze herself in front of the monster. Even if she told him her worries, she knew clearly that as long as he was a monster, the worries would never go away. What would it mean if she told him?
The environment suddenly became silent. In the strange silence, she looked at the man's horrifying appearance from afar, his broken and rotten abdominal cavity filled with chaotic internal organs, and his bones and flesh healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She felt a dull pain in her heart.
The tangled and conflicting emotions tear at each other.
The monster soaked in the stinking blood for a long time, then said in a hoarse voice: "Hui Hui, my heart is for you."
"The heart contains energy. This world is already connected to another world. In the future, a large number of monsters will descend. If you leave me, it will be very dangerous. Monsters can be seen everywhere, and potions alone cannot guarantee absolute safety. Take my heart and gain my power. You will not have to be afraid when you encounter monsters in the future..."
"If you can't accept me, then let me merge into your flesh and blood, become your bones and internal organs, and accompany and protect you in another way."
There was a lingering smile on the monster's face.
He used all his strength to turn over, facing the sky. The sound of shoes hitting the ground could be heard in his ears, getting closer and closer. A familiar scent filled his nose, and his keen sense of smell clearly smelled the fear and timidity emanating from Wen Hui. He was suddenly so sad that he didn't know what to do.
The sharp blade made of flesh and blood cut open the chest, revealing a bright red heart. He reached in with a calm expression and did not take it out immediately.
——I want to see my wife’s face again at the last moment of my life.
“Meihui, I love you.”
The sand-stained palm touched the soft and fragile heart, and a muffled groan came from the throat.
Wen Hui ignored her fear and knelt down beside him, instinctively grabbing his wrist. "What will happen if I take out your heart?"
The monster said, "I will love you forever."
An inexplicable emotion gripped Wen Hui's heart, and a trembling warmth surged in her heart. She calmed herself down and asked him, "If you give me your heart, you'll die, right?"
"Well, but—"
"I used to live as a monster, muddled through every day, a life as dark and gloomy as a quagmire. But now that I've met you, learned about emotions, and was able to stay by your side for a short time, I have no regrets."
He smiled at Wen Hui and said, "Hui Hui, I willingly give my heart to you."
The monster's wrist was covered by a cold palm, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears as big as beans slid down his face, filling his face like dense raindrops. He opened his eyes helplessly and saw Wen Hui's red eyes and tears in her eye sockets.
——She cried.
Are you crying for him?
Wen Hui's voice choked with sobs, "But when I'm with you, I might always be using you more than loving you. This kind of relationship is unfair to you."
"As long as you want me, you can do whatever you want to me!"
The monster noticed Wen Hui's wavering emotions, and a look of grievance appeared in the corners of his eyes. His face, combined with Wen Hui and his tears, looked particularly miserable and pitiful.
"Hui Hui, don't leave me, I only want you..." The pleading voice was just right, revealing a strong sense of sadness. It was like an invisible hand hooked Wen Hui's heart, slowly pulling her towards the monster.
Her thoughts were completely confused. The only thing she could see was her hand that was holding the monster's wrist, which was pulling outward with a firm force until it was away from the living heart. She suddenly let out a breath.
“Meihui, what do you mean?”
The monster asked her, and without waiting for her answer, he took advantage of the situation and put his arms around her waist, burying his cheek in her arms, staining her pure white clothes. He rubbed against her again and again with a dependent and anxious look, feeling the rich scent emitted by his wife.
"As long as you want me, I'm willing to be beaten, scolded, or hurt in any way!"
The monster said in a voice filled with expectation, "Meihui won't let me take out my heart. Are you worried about me? Huihui, you still want me. We're still husband and wife, right?"
"I'm sorry..." Wen Hui murmured softly, her palms inevitably stained with the monster's blood.
The violent trembling heart in the monster's chest stung her eyes, and the gurgling blood seemed to seep along her skin into her veins, warming the cold blood flowing through her body. She was in the monster's uneasy embrace, and amid his pleading voice, her entangled thoughts slowly sorted out a clear idea -
She was willing to believe him.
Perhaps she was shocked by the monster's act of cutting open her chest and taking out her heart, and those sad thoughts that were about to arise in her mind gradually disappeared.
He was even willing to give her his life, so what else did she have to fear?
Thinking of this, Wen Hui was instantly overwhelmed by guilt, thinking that the monster had just experienced a life-and-death struggle, and the end should have been a happy moment, but he was ruthlessly abandoned by her. At this moment, the monster was like a destroyed little flower in her eyes, and her five fingers couldn't help but stroke his pure black and soft hair.
His eyes were filled with tenderness and a hint of self-blame.
The monster looked up blankly, his vision blurred by tears. He could only vaguely see the smile on Wen Hui's lips, which seemed to be full of guilt and pity, watering him like honey. He bit his lip, and the words were stuck in his throat. Wen Hui saw that he was hesitant to speak, and asked him what he wanted to say. The monster then asked miserably if she really would not abandon him.
Wen Hui held his face in her hands.
"Really," she said. "Let's get out of here. You and I."
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