C108 – Violent Possession

Chu Chen’an hugged the roses, leaned over, and sniffed; the sweet fragrance came to his nose.

He fiddled with the petals a few times but still shyly stuffed the card back into the flower, carrying it back to the room.

The daylight faded in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the bouquet of roses was placed on the table in front of the window, gilded in a light gold color.

The next morning.

Chu Chen’an brought another breakfast and knocked on Cheng Hao’s door.

A few minutes later…

Cheng Hao opened the door; his face today was much better than yesterday; at least it wasn’t as pale as yesterday.

 

Cheng Hao opened the door, looked at Chu Chenan and the breakfast in his hand, and didn’t say anything.

Chu Chen’an: “Breakfast?”

“Thanks.”

“No need to be polite.”

Cheng Hao took the breakfast and stood at the door intending to wait for him to leave. He saw Chu Chen”an still standing at the door and asked, “Do you have anything else?”

Chu Chen’an pointed to the inside of the room, “Can I talk to you about… the butcher?”

 

Cheng Hao’s eyes flashed with a trace of abnormality when he heard the word “butcher.”.

His eyes were full of incomprehension. Looking at Chu Chen’an, he was silent for a few seconds, then he moved to let Chu Chen’an enter the door.

 

Chu Chen’an walked into the room, and the strong smell of blo-od invaded his nose. He glanced to the coffee table in front of the sofa, on which there were several boxes of gauze and medical needles and threads, as well as several boxes of medicine written in words he couldn’t understand.

 

One of the boxes he recognized was the special medicine Pei Yan had given him in copy three.

That kind of medicine cost tens of thousands of yuan a box.

Cheng Hao brought him a cup of water. “Sit down.”

“Okay.” Chu Chen’an withdrew his eyes, not daring to look at it, and sat down on the outermost part of the sofa.

When he casually glanced at it, he saw that the rubbish bin not far away was piled up with bloo-d-soaked gauze, and all sorts of bl-oody odors mixed with acidic stench came to him.

 

Cheng Hao asked, “From when did you have this idea?”

Chu Chen’an exhaled deeply and frozen, looking at Cheng Hao, stunned by the question.

Cheng Hao added, “It’s becoming meat. This idea of being an animal?”

Chu Chen’an hesitated for a few seconds and made up a time, “… half a year ago.”

 

Cheng Hao asked again, “Because of what?”

“Because I…” Chu Chen’an nervously made up, “I got depressed, and I was living in pain every day, so I want to die in this way.”

Cheng Hao looked at him expressionlessly and said, “Oh.”

Chu Chen’an asked, “What about you? When did you have this thought?”

Cheng Hao: “Two years ago, a few months after my family had a car accident.”

 

Cheng Hao sat down on the opposite side of Chu Chen’an and stated expressionlessly, “You should have heard about it, right? My family members were in a traffic accident that year, and that video was uploaded to a website abroad, and it was also spread to our school’s forum.”

 

Chu Chen’an gripped his fingers tightly and listened attentively.

 

“I’ve actually seen the video,” Cheng Hao said, removing his glasses, “but more than being sad, I hate it. I hated the people who brought my family’s death to discuss; I just thought of the video of my family’s car accident being passed around and viewed by those people over and over again, and I couldn’t wait to k-ill them.”

 

“But I can’t k-ill them because they are everywhere.” Cheng Hao’s eyes finally reddened; he said, “I could even hear those voices discussing me when I went out for a meal. You may not know that feeling—the feeling of being alone and being abandoned and despised by the world.”

Chu Chen’an handed him a tissue.

“So I started to want to die and had this thought.” Cheng Hao said, “I’m going to die anyway, so I’m going to die in the hands of my lover and play out my last bit of value.”

Chu Chen’an was surprised. “Zhou Qiangshan is your lover?”

Cheng Hao nodded. “Well, we’ve been together for over a year. He promised me that he would respect my thoughts, that I could die whenever I wanted, and that he would eat me clean alone after my death.”

Chu Chenan recalled the social updates that Zhou Qiangshan had posted yesterday; he clearly referred to Cheng Hao as a meat animal; he didn’t seem to treat Cheng Hao as a lover; instead, it was more like he was showing off his food.

 

Chu Chenan: “Does Zhou Qiangshan love you?”

 

“Of course,” Cheng Hao said, “otherwise why would I give myself to him to eat?”

 

Chu Chen’an: “You’re the only lover he has?”

Cheng Hao: “Of course.”

“Then your injury yesterday is also…”

“Right. I cut myself; he ate my intestines.” Cheng Hao stretched out his thumb and forefinger to gesture and said, “It’s about this long; you don’t even know how satisfying it was to see him eat it all in one bite.”

 

Chu Chen’an’s scalp went numb. “Don’t you hurt?”

“It hurts, but I’m happy to.”

 

Cheng Hao pointed to the medicine on the table and said, “Zhou Qiangshan is still very distressed; he bought me a lot of special research medicines and anti-inflammatory medicines, all of which are very expensive, and my wounds will soon heal. But I prefer the wound to heal more slowly; I enjoy the pain after this kind of…”

 

Chu Chenan listened, thinking that Cheng Hao might have been brainwashed by Zhou Qiangshan and had become very sick.

 

He knew it was unimaginable how lonely and helpless Cheng Hao was in the end to listen to the compulsion of a middle-aged man with an unimpressive appearance.

He said, “He also gave me his business card yesterday; do you mind?”

 

Cheng Hao shook his head, trusting Zhou Qiangshan completely. “He told me that he was trying to introduce you into this circle, nothing else.”

[Ding!]

 

[Congratulations, mission one activation was successful!]

 

[In this world, there is a special deformed group hidden. Most of them are lovers, where one party is willing to be eaten and the other party is happy to be eaten, similar to “ice love.” This is a kind of hunting and pathological psychology; the ultimate goal is to abuse the loved one to death to achieve a one-time complete possession.
This is a form of psychopathy that should not be tolerated by human society. Yet they continue to gather together, hibernating in the darkness, waiting for the next prey and meat animal to appear.]

[Mission 1: Find out where this circle meets in the giant ship and expose their crimes].

Chu Chen’an gulped; no wonder the difficulty level of this copy’s mission was so high.

 

“Don’t you have a boyfriend? I heard that your relationship is not bad.” Cheng Hao drank a few mouthfuls of warm water, not quite understanding. “Even if you have depression, why would you have the idea of finding another butcher?”

 

Chu Chen’an was confused. “What?”

What boyfriend?

 

[Ding!]

[Congratulations on activating a prop card.]

 

A card flashed in front of Chu Chen’an’s eyes; the golden card automatically flipped over, and the words [Identity Card] were written on it.

 

[In view of the fact that the protagonist Jiang Lin’s contribution value in previous missions was higher than the character value, the system is considering giving him another chance to complete the mission.]

 

[This time in the copy world, he will have a brand new in-game identity, becoming your nominal boyfriend and assisting you in completing the copy mission together.]

 

Chu Chen’an’s heart was like a thunderbolt as his eyes widened.

Jiang Lin?

The previous protagonist player was going to be resurrected?

Would Qin Jue spare him when he found out???

 

He really didn’t need this prop card very much!

Chu Chen’an had no choice but to quickly end the conversation with Cheng Hao and ran back to his room, searching through the address book that came with his game identity.

 

He really found Jiang Lin.

He checked their call records.

It was empty.

 

It seemed that Jiang Lin’s character was also temporarily created by the system, and Jiang Lin should have retained his original memories.

 

He clicked the prop card and checked Jiang Lin’s new game character information:

 

[Jiang Lin, paralyzed in the lower half of his body in a car accident five years ago, is the eldest son of the chairman of the XX Group’s real estate industry. He met you at a newspaper event three years ago, and you established a romantic relationship two years ago.
To the outside world, your relationship is very good. But in reality, you do not have any intimate contact; you’re just a nominal couple relationship.]

 

Chu Chen’an withdrew the card into the background; it was obvious that the system’s desire for survival was strong when it came to molding Jiang Lin’s new character.

 

In order to prevent Qin Jue from going crazy and getting jealous and directly destroying the game world, it also purposely portrayed Jiang Lin as a paralyzed patient, repeatedly emphasizing that he and Jiang Lin were only a nominal couple.

 

He sighed and left the system control panel background.

……

The evening was perfect for a walk on the beach.

 

The seaside scenery was beautiful, and many people would come to the beach to play.

 

Liang Ruoxue changed into a se-xy yet sweet swimming costume and played in the water with Gong Jian and a few others.

 

Chu Chen’an specially found a small bucket and looked for pretty shells along the coastline.

 

He had previously thought that the pretty shells would be picked up pretty much, but today he unexpectedly found that there were a lot more pretty shells along the coast.

 

The coastline had also become shallower, and he followed the trajectory of the distribution of the shells all the way to the distance.

 

Walking a few meters, he kneeled down to pick one up and occasionally picked out similar shells.

 

He had changed into a loose holiday shirt, and it had a light blue print, the same color as the blue sea.

 

He picked them so carefully that he didn’t even realize he was away from the shoreline.

 

Only when his little bucket was full did he straighten up and look back, which made him realize how far he’d gone, and it seemed he’d forgotten which way he’d come.

 

The sea breeze ruffled a handful of his little curls, making him look dopey as he hugged a bucket and turned back again, looking out to sea ahead of him.

 

A yacht suddenly appeared not far away, and Qin Jue was sitting on it with his legs folded, smiling languidly as his eyes met his.

 

He raised his wine glass high, signaling Chu Chen’an to come onboard.

 

Chu Chen’an’s keg was piled high with shells, and one shell fell out.

He seemed to have fallen for a trap.

……

Chu Chen’an got on Qin Jue’s yacht; he and Qin Jue sat face to face. Qin Jue poured him a glass of red wine.

 

Chu Chen’an refused, “Thank you; I don’t drink.”

 

He wasn’t polite and poured himself a glass of water.

 

Qin Di smiled, staring at him. “Did you like the bunch of roses?”

 

“What roses?” Chu Chen’an retorted, then he glanced at the waves not far away and said, “I don’t like flowers.”

 

Qin Jue smiled deeply and didn’t refute his words.

 

“Sorry, I thought you would like it.” Qin Jue looked at the tips of his hair blown up by the sea breeze and propped his chin up to look at him. “That bouquet of roses is worth 3,333 yuan each.”

 

Chu Chen’an choked; he didn’t expect it to be that expensive.

“I think only the most expensive flowers are worthy of you.” Qin Jue said.

Chu Chen’an didn’t speak again; his earlobes reddened, and he glanced at the sea not far away.

 

No one spoke on the way.

Qin Jue looked at him and slowly drank the glass of red wine.

 

Chu Chen’an looked at the coastline, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

……

Once the yacht reached its destination, Chu Chen’an immediately said thank you and fled the place.

He even forgot to take the small bucket he had filled with shells.

Qin Jue watched him leave and burst out laughing.

 

His gaze followed Chu Chen’an, his eagle-like gaze filled with a shadowy longing, but after the sweet energy in his heart passed, he looked at Chu Chen’an’s departing back, inexplicably feeling frustrated.

Qin Jue carried the seashell that Chu Chen’an had found and returned to the hotel.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor of the hotel, and high below were the bright lights and heavy traffic.

 

He held a glass of wine and picked up the phone. “Did you find out?”

 

“Checked it, Boss,” the secretary on the other side of the phone said, “Chu Chen’an, twenty-six years old, graduated from the University of A Media University, currently working at the Odd News Agency, recently took his annual leave to travel; the location is at the Star Ship, currently… . suspected to have a lover.”

 

“What did you say?” Qin Jue’s palm clenched around his wine glass, and he stood up violently.

The secretary paused but still answered warily, “He currently has a lover, and the other party is also male.”

 

Qin Jue felt a splitting headache; his heart’s certainty dissolved into a whisker as the wine glass was smashed against the floor-to-ceiling window.

 

The glass was in pieces, and the debris smashed all over the floor.

 

How dare…

How dare he…

 

The sharp pain in his head caused fragments of memories to flash through his mind, and he saw Chu Chen’an, obediently squatting in the snow, cupping a handful of snow, smiling and trying to show him.

 

The scene swirled skyward.

 

He remembered one early morning again.

 

Chu Chen’an lay in his arms, opening his beautiful eyes that reflected him. He hugged Chu Chen’an tightly and kissed his soft lips.

These memory fragments are blurry, but they were all reminding him.

It was his.

It was his.

……

Chu Chen’an suddenly sneezed, and as soon as he returned to his room, he took a shower and laid down comfortably. He closed his eyes and rolled over in a daze.

 

Just as sleepiness invaded him, the phone ringing beside his bed suddenly rang again, directly interrupting his dazed thoughts.

He sat on his little face and moved around, answering the phone with his eyes closed, “Hello.”

 

“Hello, Mr. Chu.” The voice on the opposite side was hoarse.

 

Chu Chen’an immediately woke up; he opened his eyes; it was Qin Jue calling.

“What’s the matter?”

 

“Nothing important.” Qin Jue said lazily, “It’s that your mobile phone is still here with me.”

 

Chu Chen’an sat up and went to the sofa in the outer room to rummage through the pockets of his clothes.

 

Was it really missing?

How could it be? It was just in his pocket a moment ago.

 

“Are you free to come and get it?” Qin Jue’s voice was dull, but it was mixed with amusement. “My room is upstairs from yours; not far, I can have the waiter give you my room card.”

 

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TN:

That protagonist player about to die again 😭😂