Chapter 203 Husband 40
One hour ago.
Zhang Jin arrived at the supermarket, unaware of Chen Lang's surreptitious presence. In reality, Chen Lang was a pool of sticky blood, lurking in the shadows, invisible to the naked eye.
Therefore, Chen Lang watched with his own eyes as Zhang Jin used every possible excuse to get close to Wen Hui. He was like a stinky fly, and he wished he could swat him to death.
In the past, he and Wen Hui were together all the time. After Wen Hui found a job, Chen Lang used their intimate moments to act coquettishly and aggrievedly, hoping that Wen Hui would quit her useless job that was actually driving them apart and stay away...
Wen Hui disagreed, and Chen Lang respected his wife's wishes. While recalling the scenes of the two of them staying at home during the day, he followed Wen Hui and watched her actions greedily while she worked, trying to barely suppress his surging desire and madness.
Until Zhang Jin appeared.
Chen Lang's eyes quickly turned red - he wanted to slap to death all the male flies that appeared around his wife.
He can't do that.
Chen Lang silently reminded himself that Huihui was a human being, and humans needed normal social interaction. He couldn't impose his demands on her. All he could do, when his self-control threatened to explode and his chest was corroded by the acid of jealousy, was to turn away from the jarring scene.
Then, he encountered a monster that had just arrived.
In the past, unless he was hungry, he would have turned a blind eye to the arrival of his own kind. This was a common trait among monsters from other worlds. No matter how much they disguised themselves as human, they could never change their monster core. Their ideological stance would never side with humans.
But Chen Lang would think about the problem from Wen Hui's perspective.
He had already dealt with all the monsters in the Jade Garden, and he could not tolerate the existence of monsters that threatened Wen Hui's safety.
However, when he was dealing with the monster, an accident occurred. Some humans who came with him witnessed him eating and were then contaminated by the blood splattered by the dying monster, and inevitably became infected aliens.
Chen Lang was dragged down by the dying monster. When he arrived at the supermarket, he saw the scene just now -
"Please save him..."
…
The only light source at the supermarket entrance was blocked. The man's face was gloomy, and his tall and strong figure was like a mountain pressing down.
The moment Wen Hui saw Chen Lang appear, her rising sense of security suddenly stopped. Tears hung on her eyelashes, and the corners of her eyes were red with helplessness and fear. The teardrop mole seemed to be trembling.
She felt a strange malice coming towards her, but when she and Chen Lang's dark eyes met, the strange feeling dissipated. However, the man's face did not look good, and there was a slight spasm on his face, as if the flesh and blood that made up the human face could not bear the weight and was on the verge of collapse.
Wen Hui's limbs were stiff and her fingers were clenched tightly together.
"Ahhhhhhhh, save me!" Zhang Jin's dying howl rang out.
Wen Hui's attention unconsciously fell on Zhang Jin.
The alien with its flesh and blood exposed had a hideous face. In its hands, Zhang Jin was just a weak chicken. He was torn into pieces in a few seconds and stuffed into his mouth. Blood gushed out all over the ground.
The scene was bloody. Wen Hui only took a quick look. Just as the monster grabbed Zhang Jin and tore his body into pieces, her vision was blocked. It was Chen Lang's flesh and blood that was crawling along the floor in front of her, wrapping around her trembling and cold body.
"……ah."
Wen Hui cried softly, and the gauze that simulated flesh and blood rubbed her eyelids soothingly, and the kindness it exuded made her suddenly feel at ease.
A moment ago, she was filled with disappointment. She witnessed Chen Lang pause when she called for help, and felt the malice emanating from him. A terrifying thought flooded her mind -
He will not save them.
He would let the monsters tear their bodies apart.
As the thoughts came to her mind, she was accompanied by a helplessness as if she had fallen into an abyss. She could not bear the betrayal again, and she could not bear the pain of being let down again.
The familiar warm flesh and blood covered her eyes, isolating her from the bloody scene in front of her. Wen Hui felt the ground where her buttocks touched also changed to a cotton-like texture, and then, she was picked up.
"Huihui." Chen Lang rubbed his forehead against her cold cheek. "I'm late. Don't be afraid."
The flesh and blood faded away, and Chen Lang's strong and powerful arms wrapped around her. The moment he touched Wen Hui, his frantic thoughts were soothed. He hugged his wife tightly in his arms with imperceptible panic, turned around and left the supermarket filled with terrifying sounds.
Wen Hui's thoughts were completely confused. Chen Lang's hand pressed against the back of her head, forcing her to bury herself in his embrace. Following Chen Lang's footsteps, they left the supermarket. However, Zhang Jin's screams and the sounds of the monster eating still echoed in her ears. She couldn't help but open her eyes. At the same time, before her vision could clear, the faded blood veil covered her eyes again.
The supermarket was flooded with blood, with shattered flesh and blood splattered everywhere. With Chen Lang's departure, new species of creatures came from all directions, like beasts locked in a dark room filled with resentment and hunger. The moment the iron cage was broken, they rushed to tear and kill the fragile and delicious lamb.
…
Wen Hui's tear-stained face was wiped clean bit by bit. A towel soaked in warm water was covered on her face. She closed her eyes and let Chen Lang gently wipe her face. When she opened her eyes, what she saw was Chen Lang's slightly lowered head, half-kneeling figure in front of her.
He wiped her fingers with a towel, carefully wiping all ten of them. Noticing Wen Hui's gaze, the hand holding her wrist trembled unconsciously twice, and then he kept his head down.
"We're going home, Huihui."
After saying that, Chen Lang stood up, but before he could stand firmly, Wen Hui grabbed his arm. He swayed, and supported himself on the sofa with one hand to avoid making an ugly face by falling in front of his wife. After steadying himself, he sat down next to her, and never dared to look Wen Hui in the eye.
Wen Hui's mind was confused. Although she had witnessed monsters eating people, when the target was changed to someone she knew, the shock was unbearable for ordinary people. Wen Hui felt her mind go blank and her limbs were stiff. Even when covered with a warm towel, she still felt a little cold.
That was a living person. Before the alien entered the supermarket, Zhang Jin was still chatting with her, but in the blink of an eye, blood splattered in front of her.
Wen Hui knew Chen Lang's abilities. There was only one infected alien in the supermarket. When Chen Lang rushed over, the alien was obviously frozen in place, trying to escape. However, Chen Lang stopped in his tracks. He stopped very abruptly at the critical moment when Zhang Jin's life might be saved...
Wen Hui recalled the moment when Chen Lang came to the supermarket and the malice she caught on his face. At that time, she thought that the malice was directed at them, but in fact it was only directed at Zhang Jin, not her.
"I do not understand."
Wen Hui tightened her grip on Chen Lang's arm, confusion and panic in her eyes. If Chen Lang, or more precisely, a monster, didn't care about the death of others, did that prove that he had no basic sympathy? In that case, was he still reliable?
When she lived with Chen Lang in the past, there was only each other between them. All of Wen Hui's judgments were based on Chen Lang's behavior. He was a qualified husband and a perfect lover. But if he didn't even have basic sympathy, and even when witnessing bloody scenes, he showed pleasure and obsession in his heart, then could he still be trusted?
"You clearly had the opportunity to save Zhang Jin in the supermarket. Why...why didn't you do it?"
Wen Hui tilted her head back, her eyes filled with tears.
"Huihui." Chen Lang called out her name, without looking up, and said with a smile: "It's my fault that I didn't do it well. I didn't get here in time. Did I scare you? I will definitely be more careful next time. Are you hungry? Let me cook..."
Wen Hui looked at Chen Lang beside her. His back was bent, his legs were slightly apart in his pants, his elbows were resting on top, his clenched fists and tense jawline showed that the man was as nervous as if he was walking on a tightrope.
An invisible sense of oppression came over him. The man in front of him was the core of a monster after all. At this moment, he should save his life and not ask any more questions.
The desire for a reasonable explanation in Wen Hui's eyes faded, and she bit her lip to ease her emotions.
His arms were freed from the shackles. Wen Hui's strength was actually nothing to Chen Lang. It was like the strength of a bird on a branch. He stood up again and walked towards the kitchen. Before he took two steps, he was grabbed from behind.
Wen Hui turned to face him, her tone filled with obvious sadness, "You are hiding something from me."
His tone was rarely forced: "Chen Lang, tell me the truth, what were you thinking at that time..."
She clenched her fingers, her well-manicured nails unconsciously digging into the monster's flesh. She paused, mustered up the courage to look up at him, and said, "You can't hide this from me! There must be something you're not telling me."
As she asked the question, Wen Hui felt an even stronger evil emotion emanating from Chen Lang, like a gust of wind that was about to knock her over. She felt a belated fear, her fingers loosened, and she instinctively wanted to step back, but a hand suddenly came from behind her waist and pushed her hard against the chest in front of her.
"Ah..." Wen Hui was really in pain, and her eyes turned red.
However, she had no time to care about the pain in her chest. There was a cold and unfamiliar breath against her scalp, slowly seeping into her body, making her blood seem to freeze. When she was dazed and scared, her lips were held, with a manic force, invading her mouth, occupying the space, and the mouth held her tongue and entangled it vigorously.
"You are mine." Different from the gentle and coquettish whispers in the past, the tone was filled with paranoid madness, as well as the painful despair of escaping in fantasy. Mixed in the tone was like the muddy and wet mud after a rainstorm, with a gloomy feeling that wanted to drag people into the dark lair.
With a slightly cruel tone, "No one can take you away from me, unless they want me to die!"
“Meihui, Huihui, Huihui, Huihui…”
The whispers over and over again carry the deepest and most corrupted love, which is enough to bind lovers for eternity like an iron chain.
Wen Hui was panicked by the unexpected scene. Her tongue was so painful from being bitten by the mouth that it felt like it had been cruelly splinted.
It must have turned red by now! It hurts so much… Tears slid down her face like beads, sliding into the corners of Chen Lang's mouth. He was slightly stunned, and then a deeper fear gripped his heart. He loosened his lips and tongue, licked the wet tear marks on her cheek, and slowly licked to the corners of her eyes, like an insatiable monster savoring the blood left on his claws.
——What are you doing!
Wen Hui's tears flowed like a dam bursting, mixed with the remaining liquid from the man's licking, her face was sticky and wet, her eyelashes stuck to her eyes, creating a hazy vision. The madness and paranoia on the man's face were revealed in front of her, and she was stunned again, instinctively showing panic because of his actions.
Her original intention was to have a frank talk with Chen Lang. She and Chen Lang had been through a lot and had lived together for quite some time. She thought she understood him quite well, but she just couldn't understand why he stopped abruptly as if in defiance when she asked him to save someone... Was he doing it on purpose or was there something else going on?
Little did she know, she had pressed a secret switch on the monster's body, and he completely dropped his gentle disguise.
A creepy love flowed across his handsome face. It could no longer be considered love, but a suffocating possessive desire...
Chen Lang left Wen Hui's red and swollen eyes and pressed his thumb on her swollen lips. "This is mine."
Then, pressing on her eyes, "This is mine too."
His tear-stained fingertips pressed against her chest, soaking the fabric of her clothes. The unusually cold touch made her shudder. Then she heard Chen Lang say in a possessive tone that no one could take away from her: "This place can only be mine."
Hmm…hmm? Wen Hui was confused. Her eyelashes fluttered faster and tears fell. She didn't understand the meaning of Chen Lang's behavior. Or was it that one moment he was frantic and killing like a wild beast, and the next moment he was making a passionate confession... should that be considered a passionate confession?
Wen Hui was full of doubts.
Just as she was about to respond, Chen Lang's expression suddenly changed, and scarlet flesh and blood suddenly rushed over to block her mouth.
His face then turned into one of pain and despair, as if terrible punishment was waiting for him.
“Meihui, what were you thinking about when you returned home? Thinking about that man, lamenting his death, right?! If I had known this would happen, I would have spared his life, to prevent him from leaving such an indelible impression on your heart! Meihui, why didn’t I save him? Why didn’t I save him…”
Wen Hui was confused by his tone, which was sometimes gentle and sometimes crazy, but the good thing was that the fear she had initially felt due to his sudden change disappeared. She looked at Chen Lang with an inquiring look and saw that he seemed to be immersed in a fantasy horror scene and unable to escape.
"...I don't want to save him! You have your own life and your own work that shouldn't be interfered with. This is a normal social need for humans. I'm willing to integrate into human society and endure the pain of leaving you. But that man! That man! Why does he have to face you every day? Why does he have to be by your side when I can't be with you..."
“…I’ve been wishing him dead for a long time. I’ve been wishing to devour him for a long time. He had no ability to escape when the alien appeared. He was so cowardly that he needed Huihui’s help. Why should such a rubbish, a weakling, a scum, stay with Huihui every day? It’s not fair, it’s not fair! Huihui, you said that with such thoughts in my mind, seeing the scene I had been thinking about day and night appear before my eyes, how could I possibly save him…”
The lingering, pleading words rang in Wen Hui's ears, "Hui Hui, Hui Hui, I love you, I love you so much, I love you so much that I want to be with you every moment, I love you so much that I would be jealous and want to destroy anything that appears in front of you! Hui Hui, don't be afraid of me, don't be afraid of me, okay..."
His tone gradually became normal. Wen Hui was dizzy from his crackling words like firecrackers, but it could be summed up in one sentence - he loved her.
Well, let me add one more sentence - love to the point of madness.
Wen Hui carefully considered the consequences these two concluding words would bring her. Before she could figure out the reason, Chen Lang, whom she believed to have returned to normal, went crazy again, his words full of condemnation and slander towards the dead:
"Why should he? That despicable, disgusting, cowardly man doesn't deserve to stand by your side, doesn't deserve to be seen by you. His presence in front of you is just a pollution to your vision. Huihui! Huihui! Don't look at him, don't get close to him, don't fall in love with someone else, don't, don't, don't..."
Everywhere within sight was covered with scarlet flesh and blood, the floor becoming its breeding ground. A constant stream of flesh and blood stirred and filled all the space it could fill. Dazzling scarlet waves surged, carrying the subject's fluctuating and violent emotions. Just as they were about to destroy the structure of the house, the fragile sofas, furnishings, televisions, and scattered gadgets seemed to be covered by an invisible film, preventing them from being destroyed.
All the abnormalities are happening quietly.
The man in front of Wen Hui always had a handsome and gentle face, but when he was excited, his face twitched slightly.
However, those eyes were always filled with pleading, staring at her intently like a dog begging for love, eager to take the homeless dog back home. As long as she took it back, it would give her everything it had...even its life.
——This transaction is not without cost.
Wen Hui was in a trance when she felt another sticky kiss on her face. Chen Lang came up to her and kissed her gently, licking away her tears, making her cheeks sparkling. She tilted her head back to avoid it, and seeing this, the panic in Chen Lang's eyes deepened.
Pleading voices rang out: "Hui Hui, please don't abandon me, don't hate me, don't be afraid of me!"
In order to prevent Chen Lang from going crazy again, Wen Hui spoke up to stop him the moment she came to her senses: "No!" Then her tearful eyes fell on his face. The two looked at each other for a while. The pleading expression on Chen Lang's face became more and more intense, as if he was deliberately bewitching her. She felt her heart aching, and she calmed down a little, finding a clear line in her confused thoughts.
She asked, "...I heard everything you said, so what are your needs?"
Chen Lang seemed to have not expected her to ask this. His eyes were blank, with pure innocence and haziness. At this moment, he looked even more like a monster than when he was crazy, and the movement of his flesh and blood stopped.
Wen Hui gently pounded his chest to bring him back to his senses.
Chen Lang opened his lips slightly, "Hui Hui... Hui Hui, I want you to love me forever, and only me..." His tone was uncertain, and the previous crazy and violent temperament that seemed to be able to sweep away the fallen leaves completely dissipated. He arched his back and stared at Wen Hui's slightly swollen lips in annoyance, "Is it okay, Hui Hui?"
Wen Hui nodded thoughtfully, and after a while, while Chen Lang waited in silence, she replied, "Okay."
But, “It’s impossible for me not to connect with other people.”
Without waiting for Chen Lang to reply, she stood on tiptoe and covered his mouth with her other hand, pressing her other hand on his eyelids. The man's slightly opened round eyes were stunned for a moment, and she said in a soft tone: "...I promise that I only have eyes for you." Then she released her hand covering his mouth and touched his lips with her fingertips. "This is yours, and this can only be mine, and my heart too." She pinched his wrist, letting his palm cover her chest, and said: "I promise that there is only you here."
Time stopped in Chen Lang's world.
All he could see were Wen Hui's eyebrows and eyes, and the squirming flesh and blood solidified, just like the heart in the chest cavity he had mimicked, suspended in mid-air, stagnant as if it had lost its vitality, and the blood flow in the blood vessels stagnated.
The world slowly shifted from gray to vibrant colors between Wen Hui's brows, face, and lips. The stagnant blood in her flesh began to stir, splashing bright red. Her heart plummeted in her chest, then bounced back up. The silent world suddenly became noisy, with the sound of a pounding heartbeat and heavy, rapid breathing...
And that sentence that drove him into complete madness——
"I'm yours."
As he came back to life, the thunder from Wen Hui exploded in his ears again.
She said, "Although it's late, it's still appropriate to say it now. Well... I love you too."
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