Chapter 171 Extra 3
Pei Lian's route: This is a side story following the main story's n/p route, and it is not a one-on-one NE ending.
[Playthings Section]
Ruan Yi nestled in the soft bedding, her hair scattered on the pillow, her snow-white shoulders and neck exposed, adorned with several kiss marks of varying depths.
Covered in marks after their passionate lovemaking, she lay there lazily, her gaze fixed on the face of the person in front of her.
The man's hair was almost transparent under the light, each strand radiating a hazy glow, making his features even more stunning.
Unfortunately, he was an incurable eccentric.
His fingertips were long and slender, with a faint pink tinge at the knuckles. He gently massaged Ruan Yi's thigh muscles upwards with just the right amount of pressure, all the way down to her waist.
The man's massage technique was delicate and focused, precisely capturing every inch of her sore muscles, making her groan with pleasure.
As the warm fingertips caressed the skin on her waist, Ruan Yi felt so comfortable that she almost fell asleep, but she forced herself to wake up the next second.
At this moment, Ruan Yi always felt like a piece of fresh meat being carefully treated.
The man would patiently massage her sore muscles and carefully apply ointment to her. The strength and warmth of his fingertips were meticulous and attentive, as if he were carefully marinating and kneading an ingredient that was about to be properly cooked.
But his attitude was more like... a kind of almost pious, believer-like devotion to a god, as if her body was some strange faith he was pursuing.
But she could sense that the other party had long since lost the initial madness of treating her as a work of art, wanting to destroy her and then piece her back together for safekeeping, after all, they had lost the perfect environment to commit the crime they had in her previous life.
But she would still be puzzled from time to time: what exactly did Pei Lian want?
The bonds of the world seemed meaningless to him, and men never seemed to yearn for forming a family with warm bonds.
Just as Ruan Yi was lost in thought, Pei Lian paused, and his low, husky voice rang out in the quiet room.
"Were you very busy this month? Only twice? The rest of the time...who were you with?"
Ruan Yi was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, her tone teasing: "Didn't you say that I only need to treat you as a toy to enjoy?"
"Why should toys care what their owners are doing all the time?"
Upon hearing Ruan Yi's words, the man paused slightly, his long eyelashes drooping down, concealing the emotions in his eyes.
He seemed surprised that he would blurt out such a question; his Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and a self-deprecating smile played on his lips.
"It's my problem," Pei Lian said softly.
Ruan Yin could clearly feel the pressure from his fingertips ease, and her mood dipped slightly, but she couldn't tell if it was real or just an act.
Even the most extreme cases are ultimately driven by a deep-seated obsession with her identity as a lover and a desire for a future with her.
But Pei Lian is different. Whether he turns her into a perfect specimen for his own private collection, or gives her himself as a plaything with his own name attached, neither of these actions seems like he wants to be her husband.
"What kind of act are you putting on right now?" Ruan Yi couldn't help but ask. "Aren't you acting like you don't have any normal human emotions?"
"You're clearly jealous, you clearly like me, stop pretending."
Ruan Yi had already put it more nicely. After all, it took her a long time to accept the fact that she had been monitored by "sasaeng fans" after she learned that Pei Lian had a house covered with her photos.
The man chuckled softly upon hearing this, his laughter clear yet tinged with a hint of bewilderment, as if he were asking a question or talking to himself.
"Hmm... I like it."
"Don't you like it?!" Ruan Yi was a little annoyed by his reluctant appearance.
She simply lifted her foot, her bare sole pressing directly onto the man's firm chest, grinding it heavily.
The man did not stop her; instead, he reached out and gently stroked her delicate ankle.
Pei Lian laughed again, this time with a gentler, indescribable quality. "That's not what I meant."
"What does that mean?" Ruan Yi asked, her eyes wide with confusion and resentment.
She didn't believe it. In her past life, she didn't even know him, yet she was being targeted. How much more so now that so much has happened?
Pei Lian looked at her puffed-out cheeks, her eyes full of curiosity and a hint of anger, and the smile in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by an almost burning focus.
Are you curious?
Ruan Yi nodded. She couldn't keep indulging in his good looks without knowing what he was thinking.
The man's gaze was fixed intently on her face as he said, word by word, "Saying 'like' is probably not quite the right way to put it."
"If I had to use an analogy, you could think of it as a kind of... appetite."
As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze slowly moved away from her face, following her neck and shoulders, sweeping across her body half-covered by the blanket, his eyes focused yet somewhat eerie.
Ruan Yi's heart skipped a beat when she saw him, and she subconsciously pulled the blanket tighter around herself.
You want to eat human flesh!
"How could that be?" The man chuckled softly, his fingertips lightly brushing against her ankle, his tone teasing.
"If I were an ogre, you would be in my stomach by now."
"Who are you trying to scare?" Ruan Yi kicked him again, but her cheeks were burning.
Pei Lian stopped laughing, and his tone became calm again.
"It's just a metaphor. I like this kind of fleeting emotion, that it changes and disappears."
The man's gaze returned to her lips.
“But not your appetite.” He paused, then gently pressed his fingertips against her lower abdomen.
"A person who loses his appetite will eventually starve to death."
At first, he restrained himself, only daring to observe tentatively, but the more he restrained himself, the more his desire grew wildly, and hunger gnawed at his nerves.
He couldn't help but explore, each approach feeling like drinking poison to quench his thirst, until this "appetite" became so intense that it almost completely consumed him.
Ruan Yi frowned upon hearing this, her face showing undisguised disgust, and she abruptly shoved his hand away.
"Who is your food? That's a disgusting analogy."
Pei Lian withdrew his hand without changing his expression, but the darkness in his eyes deepened, indicating that the woman had misunderstood his meaning.
"If you're comparing this emotion to appetite, how can you be food?"
Ruan Yi raised her eyes, her expression completely unwavering.
"Why should I worry about whether a toy will starve? Toys don't deserve that."
The man opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
Ruan Yi thought that this was the only way to deal with a madman like Pei Lian who had no expectations of worldly happiness.
You can't treat someone like a trivial plaything, or become their plaything in your hands. You can't have a normal, equal relationship with such a person.
"If you had another chance, would you still want to lock me in a glass cabinet like before?"
Pei Lian's gaze unconsciously drifted to the slightly withered green plant in the corner of the window. "Of course not."
"How could I bear to?"
Ruan Yi looked quietly into his eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke, "You'd better be."
The atmosphere seemed to ease a little; she coughed lightly twice, her throat sore from shouting for hours.
The man tucked the blanket around Ruan Yi before getting up. "I'll get you some water."
Pei Lian quickly brought back a bottle of mineral water that appeared to have just been opened, the cap already unscrewed, and handed it to her.
Ruan Yi pressed her lips to the bottle opening, about to drink, when a strange feeling suddenly welled up inside her.
Men are freaks who compare emotions to appetite.
Given this unpleasant conversation, he probably knows that in the future, he might not even be able to get it twice a month anymore.
Appetite... If someone is extremely hungry, they can see the food they crave right in front of them, but they can't swallow it completely.
The water had already touched the tip of her tongue, and the sweet taste spread across her taste buds, but Ruan Yi suddenly held her breath, not letting the water go down.
The next second, she raised her hand, grabbed the man's head, pulled his hair back, and leaned forward to press her lips to his cool lips, passing the water from her mouth to him.
The tongue pried open his teeth with ease, forcefully pushing the water down his throat, forcing the man to swallow it all.
A hint of surprise flashed across Pei Lian's eyes.
Ruan Yi opened her lips, but didn't let go. Instead, she picked up the remaining water in the bottle and poured it hard onto his still-open lips.
The man coughed from the choking water, which trickled down his chin, soaking his collar and chest, and dripping onto the bed.
Only when the bottle was empty did Ruan Yi release her grip on his hair, smiling as she watched his disheveled appearance.
"What did you add? Is it something that corrupts people again, Pei Lian? Why can't you change your ways?"
She hadn't thought much about it when she went to the appointment today, but when she heard him compare this twisted feeling to appetite, and then thought about how few times they had met in the past month, she realized...
A starving monster will only try to eat again, even if it means lying and pretending again. Only by swallowing her whole can he believe in the truth.
This is the third time already. It seems like if this isn't resolved, it will never end.
Ruan Yi looked at him. The man's eyes were beginning to glaze over, and his body was trembling uncontrollably. Clearly, the water she had returned to him was starting to take effect.
Pei Lian was not annoyed that his plan had been exposed; instead, a strange surprise flashed in his eyes.
It was a morbid excitement, as if she was ecstatic that she could accurately guess his extremes and understand his almost voracious, insane emotions.
The man tried to push himself closer, but the darkness surged in, and his body went limp, causing him to fall against her.
When he woke up again, he found himself tied to a chair.
The rough ropes dug deep into the muscles, fixing the limbs firmly in place, like a piece of meat unable to move on a chopping board, or a toy to be manipulated at will.
Ruan Yi stood in front of him. When she saw him wake up, she slowly leaned down, reached out and grabbed his hair hard, forcing him to tilt his head back.
"Others may be able to slowly teach someone to be decent, but you really can't... but I can grant your wish."
The hand that was pulling his hair slowly slid down, the soft fingertips brushing across his face, finally stopping at his Adam's apple, gently pressing it.
The suffocating discomfort made the man let out a muffled groan, but Ruan Yi smiled even sweeter, massaging his throat with her thumb.
"I can grant your wish to have a toy made."
"Let you taste what it's like to be locked up here, motionless, like a beautiful work of art, in complete darkness."
Ruan Yi gently traced his eyebrows and eyes with her fingertips, her tone sweet and teasing: "From now on, stay here and be a real living toy, okay?"
She thought Pei Lian would be afraid, after all, this was her deliberate revenge, an eye for an eye.
If Pei Lian wants to turn himself into a degenerate work of art, then I will turn him into a real plaything.
To her surprise, the man's body suddenly trembled violently, and his eyes surged with an almost frenzied happiness.
"So similar...too similar."
Ruan Yi possessed and trapped him in the same way he had treated her. Wasn't this, in another sense, a way of... getting what she wanted?
"Fine, lock me here..."
The man tilted his head, his cheek, still burning hot, gently brushing against her palm. His voice was hoarse but filled with an indescribable satisfaction.
"Let me be your plaything that you can never throw away."
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