Chapter 17: Secret Mirror Room "Your skills have always been poor, you know? ...
Zhui Lian took a step back, turned around and tried to escape.
But the wind blew and the bathroom door slowly closed by itself. She rushed over to grab the door handle, but found that the door could not be opened.
"The door seems to be broken." Yu Peizhi's tone sounded regretful. "How is Lianlian going to get out?"
Zhui Lian trembled and reached for his cell phone in his pocket, wanting to call the police.
Yu Peizhi looked at her and smiled, but did not stop her.
He just smiled at her, watched her expression change from fear to astonishment in an instant, watched her stare at the red cross that popped up below the cell phone signal box.
"Yu Peizhi!"
Zhui Lian raised her eyes, and the anger in her voice could not be suppressed at this moment.
"I just want to chat with Lianlian." Yu Peizhi smiled.
"What do you want to talk about?"
Zhui Lian leaned her back against the door, trying to find a fulcrum for herself so that she could continue speaking.
"What are you talking about?"
Yu Peizhi hummed, touched his chin with his bloody fingers, and seemed to be really thinking, "Then let's talk about it. How am I doing?"
"OK?"
The speaking speed quickened, like the sudden and dense raindrops.
"Does it look like it?"
The speech speed is faster and almost stuck together.
"Do you like it?"
As the last syllable fell, Yu Peizhi's dark eyes lit up frighteningly and locked onto her tightly.
"Lianlian, why aren't you talking?" His tone sounded a little aggrieved. "You don't even want to chat with me."
"Madman, madman, madman..."
Zhui Lian grabbed whatever was nearby and threw it at Yu Peizhi, throwing whatever she could get her hands on—shower gel, toothbrush holder, metal soap box…
But Yu Peizhi didn't hide at all.
It seemed that the more she smashed, the more excited he became, and his eyes became more fixed on her. He even narrowed his eyes in pleasure when she threw the heaviest glass mouthwash cup.
"Lianlian, have you finished smashing it? Are you happy?"
Blood was dripping from his forehead, leaving a little red on his eyelashes.
Yu Peizhi's gentle voice penetrated the red spot, with a creepy expectation: "Then what's next——"
The chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, hitting the exhausted Zhui Lian, who collapsed on the ground and finally realized what he had just done.
She was pissing off a madman.
She quickly interrupted him and tried to make amends, her voice trembling: "We can go out and talk."
"OK."
Suddenly, Yu Peizhi grinned, and the smile on his lips grew wider and wider, "Let's go out and talk."
Then he walked straight to the wall at the end of the bathtub.
There was blood behind him, all over the ground.
It soaked into the tiles, revealing a dangerous red.
"Then—"
He reached out his hand and slowly pushed hard on the tile whose edge was slightly raised compared to the other tiles.
"From here, go here."
On the wall, a hidden opening opened silently.
Dark and deep.
Yu Peizhi turned around and smiled at her, his tone even gentle: "Come on, Lianlian."
Zhui Lian's back was pressed against the bathroom door, not daring to move.
"What are you afraid of?"
Yu Peizhi raised an eyebrow, as if he was genuinely confused.
He walked closer, and touched her cheek with his bloody hand. The cool touch made her shudder. "Haven't you seen it a long time ago, baby?"
Have you seen it before? What have you seen?
storehouse……?
storehouse……!
Zhui Lian turned around, gripped the door handle tightly, and pressed it down, down, and down again.
Open, open, open!
Yu Peizhi grabbed her wrist.
His skin was very cold, and his five fingers circled around him lightly, but the strength of his grip was terrifying.
He practically dragged her, forced her, to step onto the stairs that extended downwards.
Passing through the narrow passage, a faint light appeared in the depths.
This is a space that is not big, but enough to make people feel suffocated.
The ground was covered with snow-white velvet carpets, but everywhere was mirrors.
Even the ceiling.
Of varying heights and shapes, broken, intact, old, new, embedded in the wall, leaning against the corner, piled on the ground...
Countless of her and countless of Yu Peizhi appeared in the mirror.
Overlapping, broken.
Their eyes met, and there was no escape.
“You…you…” Zhui Lian’s pupils widened in fear and he turned around and wanted to run.
But a pair of arms suddenly came from behind and tightly wrapped around her waist.
Yu Peizhi pressed his cold lips against her ear and whispered with a sigh:
"Why do you always want to escape, Lianlian?"
His voice suddenly became very low and deep, carrying the pain and grievance that had been suppressed for too long.
"Don't I imitate him well enough? Don't I act like him well enough?" he murmured.
"I know you're obsessed with Qiao Xunli, love him, miss him, and you married me because I look like him."
"So I learned to wear his clothes, order his favorite dishes, and imitate all his habits...his favorite smile, the tone of his voice...I took it apart bit by bit, chewed it up, swallowed it, and made it mine..."
His arms tightened more and more, and Zhui Lian could hardly breathe.
"I thought this was enough. By becoming him, I could have you completely."
His tone suddenly changed, filled with jealousy and frustration that was almost unbearable.
"But no, no, still no!"
"The more I dig into your past, the more I find there's a shadow I can't escape! That blond madman!"
Yu Peizhi suddenly turned Zhui Lian around and forced her to face him.
His forehead rested against hers, their breaths intertwined, and his eyes were a look of extreme madness and lucidity.
"I can't stand it anymore... Lianlian... I really can't stand it..."
"Why is there such a person in your life?"
"He brought you nothing but pain and fear, didn't he? But why does that bond... that twisted, filthy, tearing bond seem deeper and heavier than the one you shared with that short-lived ghost?"
Yu Peizhi's fingertips stroked Zhui Lian's pale lips, his eyes obsessed and painful.
"Three years, more than a thousand days and nights! He occupied you for three whole years! And what about me? We've only been married for half a year! This is so unfair... Lianlian, this is so unfair!"
His expression twisted, and the extreme pain gave rise to a morbid understanding.
"I even discovered, sadly, that I was jealous of him! Jealous of him! Jealous of the way he had possessed you so completely!"
"so……"
Yu Peizhi grinned, revealing an almost insane smile, "Since it can't be erased, then I can only... become him."
"If being Qiao Xunli isn't enough, then I'll become him as well."
"Look, do I imitate it well?"
The sound in my ears suddenly became soft and strange, with a unique sticky tone.
Cold and gloomy.
"His habits, his tone, the way he looks at you... everything about him that scares you... Have I learned well?"
Zhui Lian felt the hand lingering on her cheek like a snake's tail.
Cold and smells of blood.
"How wonderful this is, how wonderful this is, the bond between them and you is covered by me... I succeeded... I succeeded, didn't I?"
"Love me as I am, okay? Accept me as I am, okay? Stop treating me like someone else's shadow, okay?" His voice suddenly dropped, becoming gentle and dangerous. "Otherwise... we'll stay here forever."
"Look, there are so many mirrors here, and there is a me in each one. It's enough for you to look at for a long, long time, until you are willing to love me."
"Speak, Lianlian."
Yu Peizhi coaxed, but his eyes were paranoid and chilling, "Just say you love me, say you won't run away, say you only want me——"
"I'll take you out."
He hugged her and repeated over and over again, "You said you loved me, you said you loved me, you said you loved me..."
Zhui Lian moved her lips. She knew that the best thing to do at this moment was to agree to him and obey him.
But she couldn't do it.
At this moment, the cold and damp air rolled up with the smell of medicinal wine, almost making Zhui Lian dizzy.
This smell... this smell...
Really?
Can she really believe what Yu Peizhi said?
How much truth was there in this, and how much was false? She had never told him about her past with that blond lunatic, and she had only briefly mentioned her three years in England, saying that she had met some bad people.
Yu Peizhi...how does he know so much?
"Warehouse, secret passage..."
Zhui Lian suppressed the urge to retch and pinched Yu Peizhi's arm tightly. She did not answer Yu Peizhi's previous question, but asked, "Did you do all this?"
The air was silent for a moment.
"ah……"
Yu Peizhi squeezed out a short syllable from his throat, with a hint of innocent realization in his tone, "Lianlian, why are you answering a question that is not relevant to your question?"
He sighed, "What a naughty child."
"Naughty children must be punished."
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What happened next was chaotic and fragmented.
Struggle, suppress, tear.
The mirror is shaking, and I can't tell which is real and which is an illusion.
The cold mirror and the whole body trembling.
Suffocation covered by body temperature.
"No...condom..."
The vision magnified every touch. In a dizziness, Zhui Lian squeezed out broken syllables and dug her nails into Yu Peizhi's back.
Yu Peizhi paused.
His wet black hair brushed against her neck, and he whispered obsessively, his breath burning: "What are you afraid of?"
Enthusiasm.
In waves.
"Give birth to the baby if you get pregnant, and I'll raise it."
Yu Peizhi seemed pleased by the idea. He raised his head, a light almost curious in his eyes, and said lightly: "If you have a child, will Lianlian still want to run away?"
"How about we give it a try?"
Zhui Lian's face in the mirror was horrified.
Yu Peizhi scooped up a handful of her sweaty long hair, his voice gentle but almost cruel: "When you get pregnant, when will we leave here? Hmm?"
After the fear, what came up was uncontrollable anger and despair.
"Even if it's born..."
Zhui Lian gnashed his teeth, hatred etched in every word, "I'll also be thrown to death! Drowned! Strangled to death! Stabbed to death!"
She glared at him fiercely, her eyes red: "And then I'll take you to die with him!"
Yu Peizhi was stunned for a moment, then he laughed softly, his chest vibrating.
"Ah, is that so?"
Far from being angry, he seemed to have heard something interesting. He just slid his fingertips across her heaving belly, "Then I'd rather die in a different way, such as-"
The tips of their noses rub against each other in an intimate manner.
He pressed his forehead against hers, and the words he uttered were obscene: "Die on Lianlian."
The heat is even stronger.
The curses and swearing were all shattered.
The little white flower was forced into a desperate situation and revealed its sharp thorns.
Zhui Lian screamed, and with all her strength, she raised her hand and slapped him hard!
“Bang!”
The crisp sound of slaps echoed in the closed mirror room, especially loudly.
Yu Peizhi's face tilted to one side, and red fingerprints quickly appeared on his pale skin.
He slowly turned his head, and his pupils moved very slowly.
But he grabbed Zhui Lian's trembling wrist and smiled.
The tip of the tongue licked it slowly, wetting the palm of the hand.
He asked, "Does it hurt?"
"Give me the birth control pills..." Zhui Lian compromised incoherently, "I don't want a divorce... I won't leave... Give me the pills..."
"That's not right." Yu Peizhi smiled gently, but spoke like a devil, "What you want to say is that you love me, you only want me, and you won't run away."
Zhui Lian was shaking all over, her emotions completely broken down, she sobbed and cried, tears streaming down her face.
Yu Peizhi lowered his head and kissed her cheek, and the salty tears were rolled into his lips and teeth.
"What a crybaby." He sighed, his voice unclear.
He hugged her again.
I don’t know how long it took, but everything finally came to a halt.
Zhui Lian closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her voice was hoarse, yet it revealed a calmness that came from extreme exhaustion: "Give me the contraceptive pills."
After a pause, she added almost too quickly for anyone to hear, "I love you, I only want you, I won't run away."
The weight on my body stagnated slightly.
Yu Peizhi stood up, twisting a strand of her sweaty hair with his fingers and playing with it. He chuckled and said simply, "No."
The calmness that he had managed to maintain with great difficulty was instantly shattered.
Zhui Lian suddenly looked up and called him, "Husband."
"Hmm?" Yu Peizhi was a little surprised and was about to respond.
But Zhui Lian's eyes were burning with fire, and his voice was extremely cold: "Actually, your skills have always been very poor, did you know that?"
She spoke each word clearly, "Not even close to Xunli."
The man holding her suddenly froze.
All movements, sounds, and breaths were frozen at this moment.
In the mirror, the gentleness and playfulness on his face instantly evaporated.
Only the hideousness remains.
"How dare you..."
He squeezed out a sound from between his teeth, and each word trembled violently, "How dare you...you and him...you and him..."
"Yes." This time it was Zhui Lian's turn to smile gently, "His skills are much better than yours."
"That's your worst imitation of him."
Yu Peizhi seemed to be extremely angry, breathing so rapidly that he was about to pass out.
Veins bulged on his forehead as his gaze darted between her face and the countless mirrors around him, as if trying to find the answer in those broken images.
There were some miscellaneous items piled on the low shelf next to it.
Zhui Lian once again grabbed whatever he could and threw it at him madly!
"Bang!"
“Crash—”
"Bang!"
There were all kinds of noises coming from smashing things.
All the noises finally stopped when there was nothing left to smash.
Yu Peizhi raised his hand and wiped the increasing amount of blood from his face.
Then he raised his eyes.
"Give me the birth control pills!" Zhui Lian took a deep breath.
Blood flowed into Yu Peizhi's eyes, and a vague red halo covered his vision.
But he can still accurately lock onto Zhui Lian.
He seemed to have calmed down.
He smiled that creepy, gentle smile again, and said in a voice as light as a sigh: "I said, no need."
Zhui Lian collapsed and screamed, "I need it!"
Yu Peizhi leaned forward and approached: "You won't get pregnant."
Zhui Lian looked him up and down with a suspicious look: "...Why?"
Yu Peizhi stared at her, with madness surging in his eyes, but he just smiled slowly and said, "Guess."
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The author has something to say: [burst into tears] I finally finished writing it, oh my god it’s been locked all the time!
The male protagonist is a very despicable bitch. If you scold him, you can scold me. This chapter doesn't seem to be particularly well written. I will revise it when I have time.
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