Absurd Theatre (2)
The actors on the stage are performing an immersive performance.
This is obviously a brand new play.
It is a love story with a touch of suspense.
——Zhao Jing is a human Alpha, and also a middle-class person with no worries about food and clothing. Unlike other human Alphas, he does not have a deep obsession with becoming a vampire.
When he reached marriageable age, he followed the rules and married the Omega that his parents had arranged for him a long time ago, a beautiful and considerate human woman.
The days are like boiled water, calm and tasteless, but also reassuring.
Until one night.
He returned from a business trip as usual, neither too early nor too late, and had already greeted his wife in advance. But the moment he turned on the bedroom light, he saw an unbelievable scene: his wife, his virtuous and dutiful wife, was actually cheating on him?
"Who is he?" Zhao Jing gritted his teeth and glared at the shirtless stranger on the bed.
When the light hit her, the wife woke up from the man's arms in a daze. Her eyes briefly and confusedly glanced back and forth between the two men. Then, she screamed, "Who are you?"
She pushed the man beside her away and ran to her husband crying, "I don't know him, husband, you have to believe me!"
Zhao Jing was about to explode, but seeing his wife running towards him naked, he couldn't stand it anymore. He quickly took off his coat and wrapped her up, "Aren't you embarrassed enough?"
Zhao Jing gritted his teeth and continued, "What did you and him do?"
"I don't know," the wife said, tears streaming down her face. "I waited for you with the light on, and then I fell asleep..."
"Madam," the strange man said as he put on his clothes with a smile, "how can you deny me just because you're full? You just..."
The wife interrupted him with a scream, "Shut up, you bastard, husband, I really don't know him!"
Zhao Jing untied the sword from his waist and walked towards the man...
The hatred of humiliating one's wife.
Zhao Jing didn't hold back at all.
The battle between the two human Alphas lasted for two whole acts.
The story ends with Zhao Jing accidentally killing his wife.
Act IV.
The film opens with the haggard figure of Zhao Jing carrying his wife's ashes.
The background sound is Zhao Jing's narration:
"I used to think I didn't love you. You were like air and water, so plain and natural."
"But after losing you, I found it so hard to let go. It turns out that you are indeed my air and my water. Without you, I can't breathe and I will die of thirst! Please come back, my love."
"Even if you cheat, so what? What's the big deal? One more Alpha is just another pair of chopsticks, but if I lose you, my life will become an eternal night."
"Are you really gone? Please tell me, even if it's just a dream."
Just then, a woman who looked exactly like his wife came to him.
"Husband!" she shouted, with the joy of reunion after a long separation.
Is this an illusion? Zhao Jing's narration sounded.
"Honey, what's wrong with you?" The wife pulled his hand curiously.
My wife's hands were warm, with the warmth of a living person.
"You look so haggard," his wife kissed his stubbled chin, "so slovenly."
Zhao Jing felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It seemed that his wife was more proactive than before?
"Where have you been these days?" Zhao Jing's voice trembled.
"I came here to look for you," the wife said with a look of resentment in her eyes. "You're still blaming me? A few days ago, you told me you'd be back at night. I waited for you for a long time. When I finally saw you, you acted like you'd seen a ghost. You grabbed your sword and hacked everything in the house together, then ran out like crazy."
"What?" Zhao Jing was confused.
"Yes," the wife said, "I ran out and called out to you, but you ignored me and disappeared in a flash. Then... I lost you."
"Are you not hurt?" Zhao Jing excitedly took out the urn from his pocket and threw it away. Then he hugged his wife and eagerly groped up and down with his hands, checking his wife's body.
"How could I be hurt, husband?" the wife said softly, seemingly not caring about what her husband had just thrown. "I'm more worried about you. You're not eating well or wearing warm clothes outside. Come home with me."
She is such a virtuous wife.
She really loves me, Zhao Jing's voiceover said.
But at an angle he couldn't see.
Her wife was giving the audience a somewhat evil smile.
Then the fourth act ends.
Act Five begins.
At this time, Zhao Jing and his wife had returned to their dilapidated home.
The house was in a mess, and there seemed to be a few puddles of dried blood on the carpet.
"Whose blood is this?" Zhao Jing was suspicious.
"You," his wife lovingly lifted up Zhao Jing's sleeve, revealing a shallow knife mark on his arm and a bruise on one side of his elbow, which seemed to be left from a fight.
How did this injury happen? I don't remember.
I was only slightly injured, how could I bleed so much?
So strange, so weird.
Is there something wrong with my mind?
Zhao Jing thought.
"Don't think too much, you're back," his wife comforted him as she applied medicine to him. "Go to sleep now. I've already tidied up the bedroom."
Bedroom? Why should I tidy my bedroom?
Ahhh, my head hurts.
Zhao Jing was pushed into the bedroom by his wife in a daze.
"Go to sleep, my little boy," his wife's lipstick-painted lips pressed a kiss to his forehead. He seemed to still smell the faint fragrance of his wife's body. "You are too tired. When you wake up, everything will be fine."
The next morning.
Zhao Jing turned over and sat up in bed.
"I understand, I understand!" Zhao Jing rushed out of the bedroom and pushed his wife, who was wearing an apron and setting dishes in the dining room, to the ground.
"You are fake, you are not my wife," Zhao Jing said with clear eyes.
The wife didn't understand why, but when her husband pushed her down, her lower back hit the leg of the table and it hurt.
She said nothing, just looked up at the man with tears in her eyes.
"Tell me, you fake, where did my wife go?" Zhao Jing's expression gradually became crazy.
"You are sick." His wife looked at him with a helpless look as if to say "You are sick again". As she spoke, she supported her waist and stood up to get him medicine.
This is incredible.
Zhao Jing seemed to sense some familiarity in his wife's skillful way of looking for medicine.
Could it be that I... am sick?
"No, no, no, I'm not sick," Zhao Jing suddenly covered his aching head and shouted, "I'm not sick, you are not my wife, and my wife is not you!"
"Be good and take the medicine," the wife effortlessly restrained the crazy Alpha and put the pill into her husband's mouth.
Gulp.
It's the sound of medicine being swallowed.
"Are you feeling better now?" the wife gently stroked her husband's chest.
Zhao Jing's headache finally stopped, but he was no longer awake. His consciousness was as hazy as if covered by a veil.
He was controlled by this monster that had the same face as his wife.
I want to escape.
I have to escape.
What followed was a series of feints and probing, attack and defense.
Then go through two and a half scenes behind the scenes.
At the end of Act VIII.
The wife finally dropped her disguise.
But Zhao Jing was also stabbed through the heart by his "wife".
"You are not her," Zhao Jing covered his chest.
"What are you talking about, husband? Of course I'm your wife, but I'm more than just your wife," the woman said with a smile of revenge. "I'm here to kill you, you vampire hiding in human society. You've betrayed humanity and our love."
It turned out that Zhao Jing still couldn't resist the temptation of becoming a vampire, and was successfully transformed into a vampire during a business trip.
"You are so disgusting. Why do you think I will still love you after becoming a vampire?" The wife smiled with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Jing felt a sharp pain in his heart. So that's how it was.
It turns out she is really my wife.
She discovered my secret.
Zhao Jing laughed bitterly, "What did you give me to eat?"
"Hallucinogenic drugs," his wife sneered. "It's been quite entertaining to see you acting crazy these past few days. Unfortunately, I'm tired and don't want to play anymore."
"When did you find out?" Zhao Jing was completely desperate. It seemed that dying at the hands of his wife was not a bad idea.
"When you came back that day, you smelled of blood, very fishy," the wife said with disgust, "Can't you smell it?"
It turned out to be that day. Zhao Jing's eyes gradually became blurred.
"Don't believe her, she is not your wife. She is here to kill you." A man suddenly rushed into his house and shouted.
It was the man he caught cheating on her in bed that day.
"What, what's going on?" Zhao Jing covered his chest with his hands, his face pale.
"Your wife is with me," the man said, "Have you forgotten? She cheated on me with me, and now she lives with me. If you want to see her, come with me. It's too late, hurry up!"
"What? She really cheated?" Zhao Jing held on to his breath and ran after the man.
The woman chased them with a knife.
"Hurry," the man pushed Zhao Jing into a half-open farmhouse and quickly locked it.
The door was slammed violently, but the lock was so strong that the woman outside could not force it open.
"He's lying to you," the woman said. "He wants your blood. He wants to... become a vampire."
Zhao Jing turned around in shock.
The man behind him showed an intriguing smile at this moment, and a rope was wrapped around his hands at some point.
This is a dangerous signal.
"Where is my wife?" Zhao Jing growled angrily. This was his only obsession.
Blood dripped from his broken chest.
The man standing one step away gave a pitiful yet greedy smile.
"Isn't your wife dead? You killed her with your own hands!" The man laughed.
Zhao Jing's eyes suddenly widened.
His soul seemed to be struck by severe pain.
My body fell straight down involuntarily.
The scene moves away.
In the gutter a few meters away from the farmhouse, in a broken urn that had been thrown away, there were scattered grayish-white powders that were blown away by the wind.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah.
As the musical comes to an end.
That inhuman cry continued for a long time.
The male and female leading actors came forward to take their bows.
The male supporting role is a vampire servant in the manor. He makes a friendly guest appearance as the heroine's adulterer in the musical. After completing the role assigned by the count, he retires to do his job.
Count Bosi wiped the tears from his face with a handkerchief and applauded, "This is fantastic, teachers! I've never seen a story with such twists and turns. I heard you're already working on a second part?"
Behind him stood two awkward and pale actors who seemed to be about to be laid off.
"You two should learn more from them," Earl Percy instructed.
The two drama actors looked embarrassed. They were not professionals. Compared with the newly arrived hall-of-fame artists, they were clowns who could only stiffly perform the plots of the scripts, not even qualified to be actors.
The two looked at each other and both bit their lips in shame.
"How melodramatic," Su Liu whispered to Qi Fengling. They had been there for a while, and seeing that Count Bosi was watching intently, the butler Andri did not say anything to remind him.
"What?" Bosi was keenly aware of the unfamiliar voice, and his eyes, which were originally filled with tears, immediately glanced over sharply.
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