Chapter 230 The scales tip towards the heart
The sound of a man getting up and leaving came from outside the door.
With the sound of the door closing and locking, the space outside quieted down again, returning to the previous state of silence in the enclosed space.
The monitoring equipment on Xin Que's hospital bed had been removed, so there was no other sound in the ward.
Through the thin door of the bathroom, you could barely hear the footsteps of people coming and going in the corridor outside the ward.
"..."
Everything was pitch black.
It can't be described as pitch black.
Even when your eyes are covered by fabric, you can still sense a faint light source. People with normal vision can still distinguish whether the outside world is dark or not.
For example, right now.
He could tell that the bathroom light was on.
But this incomplete darkness offered him no solace.
Instead, it creates a sense of being both exposed and not exposed, which intensifies people's insecurity to the highest level.
"..."
One moment I could hear my own erratic breathing, the next I could hear my heart pounding wildly in my chest...
Perhaps he should get out of this unsettling environment.
But he couldn't do it.
Xin Que had tightly bound her wrists with thorns.
Why don't you get up and leave first?
But with his field of vision blocked, he couldn't judge the distance between himself and the floor.
Unable to move his hands, he found it extremely difficult to find a point of balance for his upper body and could only lean against the mirror behind the sink.
Is the bathroom sink that high?
never mind.
Even if it's not high... Luo Huayi still can't make a normal landing motion.
His breathing became increasingly labored.
The air is getting thinner and thinner.
The moment he moved, he encountered the obstacle that Xin Que had created for him.
A dull, persistent pain, mixed with indescribable, bizarre sensations, slithered up from its source like snakes, filling Luo Huayi's reason.
Just as a raging tide could endanger the coastline, Xin Que personally built a winding dike in the middle of it.
The roar of the waves is particularly loud during typhoons, crashing against the seemingly fragile dikes, wanting to cross but unable to.
The standoff between the two sides brought Luo Huayi completely opposite kinds of pain.
To avoid harm and seek benefit, since he couldn't get over that wall, he could only hope that the typhoon would pass quickly.
It's good that the tide is receding and moving away from that dike.
But when his five senses were lost, he felt breathless, yet he desperately wanted to move and see the light again...
Thus, the tides rise and fall, endlessly repeating, plunging the entire sea into an absurd and bizarre cycle.
"Click".
The sound of the door lock opening and closing, so close at hand, caused Luo Huayi's extremely tense rationality to snap completely.
"..."
Xin Que stood in front of him, grabbing Luo Huayi's collar and forcing him to bend over.
The man's view remained obstructed.
"Luo Huayi." She called his name.
The man trembled involuntarily.
A moment later, a muffled, faint response came from his throat.
"Do you know you were wrong?" Xin Que grabbed his collar with one hand and braced herself against the edge of the sink with the other.
The man sat at the far end of the sink, his long legs dangling over the edge.
We were just a hair's breadth away from reaching the ground.
"..."
His breathing remained disordered and labored.
Xin Que grabbed the man's collar, pulling his upper body off the mirror that was being used as a support behind him.
His mind must have been in complete disarray, requiring him to spend time deciphering and understanding Xin Que's questions.
Finally understanding Xin Que's question, Luo Huayi, in the darkness and under her control, laboriously and slowly shook her head slightly.
Lacking in strength, but extremely determined.
He did nothing wrong.
He only had that one wish.
Why should even this be rejected?
Xin Que was somewhat surprised.
“Strange…” She loosened her grip on his collar and watched as the man, now free, slammed the back of his head against the mirror with a “bang.”
"Why are they so strong this time?"
Luo Huayi was nearly knocked down by the sudden impact.
Xin Que watched as his head tilted to the side, his upper body lost its balance, and he was about to fall headfirst onto the faucet. In the end, she raised her hand to cushion his fall and pulled him back.
As Luo Huayi felt dizzy and disoriented, her forehead touched the familiar fabric, and her muddled mind finally came to its senses.
Xin Que's gaze passed over the man lying on her, his trembling back, and landed on her own reflection in the large mirror behind him.
Tsk.
The man's forehead was nuzzling against her neck in a pleading manner.
Xin Que knew why he was trembling uncontrollably.
Her hand casually brushed across the dam she had previously set up, and Luo Huayi let out a painful groan.
"It doesn't matter."
Regardless of whether Luo Huayi could understand, Xin Que tilted her head and kissed the man's reddened earlobe. Her light voice pierced his brain through his ear canal, making him tremble even more violently, "I have plenty of time... to teach you again."
"Until you learn what it means to be obedient."
Luo Huayi opened her eyes wide in the darkness.
He couldn't actually handle Xin Que's domineering side.
"Weren't you in a good mood before?" Xin Que pinched his cheek, her voice gentle. "Why do you have to make things difficult for me?"
Luo Huayi couldn't answer her.
All he knew was that he was really about to die.
He couldn't muster any strength—even if he did, he couldn't resist Xin Que's suppression.
His vision blurred with alternating black and white light, and the tingling sensation, like snowflakes, caused his brain to become so congested that he was almost losing consciousness. Time and again, Xin Que forcibly pulled him back from the brink of unconsciousness.
Xin Que removed the barrier blocking his senses. "And the answer?"
Luo Huayi's vision was suddenly restored, but it wasn't much better.
His pupils were already slightly dilated, and tears streamed down his face, staining most of it...
He didn't seem like he could respond to her.
But Xin Que knew his condition perfectly well; she knew that these things were not enough to affect his hearing.
"explain."
Xin Que forced him to speak.
Luo Huayi's arm was immobile, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few broken words from his heavy, disordered breathing.
"I……"
"I'm going to..."
"you."
Xin Que had no interest in distinguishing the remaining words.
Because the answer he gave was still the same one that pushed his luck, exactly the same.
They refused to compromise.
They don't know what's good for them.
Xin Que stared at his bloodshot eyes, and her aura turned completely gloomy.
"Luo Huayi...you still don't learn your lesson."
Luo Huayi gritted her teeth, trying not to let the uncontrollable sound in her throat escape, but she couldn't help but groan.
Xin Que looked at the man in front of her who was almost dizzy from her antics, and her voice gradually became more and more impatient.
"I'll give you one last chance." Xin Que pressed her thumb on his strong, throbbing carotid artery, and with one hand, she grabbed his throat and pushed him back.
Then, the man's head was pushed so hard that it hit the mirror, making him dizzy and lightheaded.
Luo Huayi's brain buzzed, almost as if it were about to explode.
Overwhelmed by the pain coursing through his limbs, he could no longer hold on.
Luo Huayi trembled continuously due to her survival instinct and muscle reflexes, but she was unable to break free.
He had no doubt that Xin Que would really kill him now.
The man's upper body was in a state of weightlessness, about to be pulled down by gravity.
But Xin Que still had his throat, preventing him from falling down.
The intense will to survive in his near-death state, the inescapable panic, and the physical torment nearly tore his consciousness in two.
Even the strongest race should know when to yield.
Because of Xin Que's grip on his throat, Luo Huayi was forced to lean his head back against the mirror, and his vision began to blur again.
Unable to speak, the man moved his lips, making mouth shapes.
[To kill me like this... isn't so bad...]
He said.
I did nothing wrong.
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