Chapter 52 Everything is for Freedom
After pretending to be friendly and engaging in evasive conversation for a long time, neither of them managed to extract any information about the other.
Although she was currently confined to her bedroom in her villa, Luo Huayi was not in the real world, and she was still not very relaxed.
"Xin Que?" Luo Huayi said that she had lived enough and was waiting to die, but she was still unwilling to sit and wait for death. "Could you help me up? Let me see if there is anything wrong in the room."
Xin Que sat motionless on the sofa chair.
"Given the current situation we're in, it's best if you keep your distance from me." Xin Que crossed her arms and looked expressionlessly at the man leaning against the headboard.
Luo Huayi “…”
I almost forgot about that damn sex scene.
"Besides the first-aid kit and other miscellaneous items in your cabinet, the whole room is just filled with your clothes in your closet." Xin Que slammed open the sliding door, revealing the neatly organized clothes that Luo Huayi had stored away.
Luo Huayi stretched her head over and looked carefully, but didn't see anything wrong.
Xin Que simply moved all the clothes and miscellaneous items out of the closet.
“These are all clothes exactly the same as those in the real world,” Luo Huayi frowned, carefully examining the suits and casual clothes piled on the bed. “This bedroom is practically a copy and paste of the layout of my villa bedroom.”
Seeing that Luo Huayi hadn't found any flaws in the clothes, Xin Que went to open another cabinet.
They are mostly collectibles and miscellaneous items such as wines and watches.
Luo Huayi sighed heavily, "I didn't find anything amiss."
"Are we really going to be trapped here and die?"
Xin Que frowned.
"Luo Huayi, watch that plot again." Xin Que gestured for Luo Huayi to reopen the half of the tragic story that had been loaded on the website.
Luo Huayi frowned again and flipped through the few hundred words that had been loaded.
The text about borderline sex scenes is only two or three sentences, a few dozen words.
The rest are all descriptions of the female protagonist's profound grief and despair, her heart breaking and agonizing alone.
“Isn’t it possible that we’re overthinking things?” Xin Que glanced at the clothes scattered on the bed, then at the phone in Luo Huayi’s hand.
Luo Huayi: "???"
In his shock, he almost immediately understood Xin Que's implication: "You mean, according to this plot, we should disguise the bedroom as what it looks like after the male and female leads have done *that*?"
“This tragic story doesn’t even describe the process, it only focuses on the result,” Xin Que had already started rolling up her sleeves to find out which piece of clothing to tear to fit the plot. “As long as the result matches the plot, isn’t that enough?”
Luo Huayi was a little confused. "This works? Wait, are you sure tearing off some clothes will get us out?"
“That’s how it was when you and I were locked in the Zhou family’s secret room.” Xin Que felt that her thinking was correct. “The plot did not judge me as a failure because our actions deviated from the original plot.”
"On the contrary, once the plot determines that the mission objective of that stage has been completed, the spatial constraints are immediately lifted."
Luo Huayi thought of Xin Que's inexplicable kiss again.
"A forced kiss? That's your mission?!" Luo Huayi wanted to strangle the invisible force controlling their narrative. "It's insane!!!"
Xin Que remained expressionless. "Do you think I wanted this? If I weren't being controlled by someone else, and if that person didn't possess such bizarre power..."
Just thinking about that mission objective made Xin Que's teeth ache.
She felt frustrated too.
The frustration of being forced to look down.
Luo Huayi felt even more aggrieved.
The frustration of losing your first kiss, especially when the other person was someone who schemed against you.
"Alright," Xin Que pointed to the clothes on the bed, "find one yourself, put it on as a token, and I'll tear it off."
Luo Huayi: "???"
"Why were you the one who tore my clothes?!" Luo Huayi broke down completely. "Get this straight, you're the female lead!"
Xin Que chuckled, "The female lead doesn't necessarily have to be a woman. If you don't believe me, think about that scene in the stairwell where she gets pushed down the stairs."
"Do Song Wenxian and Xin Xin see you as the female lead?"
Luo Huayi was speechless.
"Wait!" Luo Huayi broke down just thinking about the scene of her clothes being torn. "Can't we change?"
Xin Que flatly refused, "Don't even think about it."
Luo Huayi casually grabbed a shirt and trousers and tossed them to Xin Que, saying, "Don't worry, I absolutely won't look at or touch you, okay?"
He truly never expected that after struggling and enduring all kinds of hardships in the Luo family for so many years, finally turning his life around, he would have to suffer this kind of mental torment.
That's a blatant insult!
Xin Que tossed the shirt and trousers to Luo Huayi, "Are you kidding me? You don't want to play the female lead, but I do?"
Luo Huayi absolutely refused to take the clothes, throwing them back at Xin Que instead, shouting hoarsely, "Whoever wants to wear them can wear them! I've already been tortured by the plot like this, I can't let the plot make a fool of me again!"
Xin Que now saw the clothes in Luo Huayi's hands as a hot potato and was unwilling to take them at all. She dodged the flying clothes and said, "Then why don't you think of another way?!"
Her employer was eagerly waiting for her to bring down Song Wenxian, but she was trapped here and couldn't do anything, which made her anxious.
The two men played a game of catch, their shirts and trousers flying back and forth between them, but in the end neither of them was willing to catch it.
Luo Huayi, seemingly skeptical, grabbed her phone and frantically scrolled through the plot again.
He could memorize those hundreds of words with his eyes closed, but he couldn't find any other way out.
"...Fine!" Luo Huayi gritted her teeth, her face contorted with rage, displaying the resolute determination of someone about to face certain death. "You come on then!"
He wasn't stupid. Xin Que's fighting prowess was undeniable, and a complete falling out between them would do him no good, especially since he still had a leg injury.
It's better to just endure the heart attack for now.
Xin Que didn't waste any more words, and casually grabbed a loose shirt and put it over his head.
"Brother, you should just go abroad after you leave," Xin Que said with a look of unbearable disapproval. "We're really incompatible."
Luo Huayi twisted her head and clung tightly to the headboard, burying her face in it. "You think I haven't tried? All sorts of coincidences, there's no way I can get out..."
Xin Que recalled her predicament of being trapped in this city, and her expression gradually became serious.
What exactly is the logic behind this city's imprisonment of its characters?
“Oh, right,” Xin Que took a deep breath and said, “Let’s go out first, then we’ll talk about it later, you need to remember your lines.”
Just in case, it's best to leave successfully on the first try.
She really didn't want to rewind and reshoot.
Luo Huayi turned around abruptly and met Xin Que's gaze, who was tearing at her shirt collar. "The lines? The female lead's lines? Are those words that a human being could utter?"
Xin Que's forehead twitched. "Do you think the male lead's lines are normal human speech?!"
Luo Huayi's pupils dilated in shock, a mixture of utter despair and utter collapse, her expression shifting unpredictably before finally settling on a look of utter suicidal despair. "You...you...you..."
Two streams of desperate yet clear tears rolled down the man's cheeks. Before him was the text on his phone screen, which remained lit, with some small ads flashing around the edges.
You disgust me.
Xin Que's lips twitched a few times as she gripped the shirt draped over Luo Huayi's body tightly. "You...you fucking...you're lying..."
Xin Que leaned closer, looking at her phone while tearing at the collar of her shirt. "You were clearly... enjoying it?"
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