After sleeping for an unknown period of time, a violent knock on the door woke me up.
I cried out in alarm as I hastily shouted, "Xiao Yu, Mrs Liu!" But there was no answer. It was as if I was the only one in the huge room.
I wanted to open the door, but I remembered Uncle Chen's warning and Xiao Yu's solemn repetition. He resisted the urge to open the door and let him in.
Closing his eyes once more, he fell into a dreamland a short while later.
A young man kissed my hand and took me in his arms.
A hollow voice rang out from the dream, "Mengqi, you are mine. I won't let go this time. "
I'm surprised. Mengqi? This must be someone else's dream.
The man in the dream made me feel familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before. Who is he, I thought, feeling a little sad. It was strange, but it didn't bother me.
The man in the dream was still unable to see his face clearly. But it was completely different from what this villa had made me feel.
This place frightened me, scared me, but this man reassured me and seemed to have decided him. Then, thinking about what happened today, he couldn't help but feel sad. After hesitating for a long time, I finally asked:
"Who are you, Meng Qi, and who are you?"
He was stunned. And then a disappointed sigh: "As expected, you don't remember? "Sigh, that's true."
He paused for a moment and then began to explain, "You are Lin Mengqi, and of course Lin Ziyin. I like you very much, and you like me very much. He seemed to be expecting me to think of it, but I had no impression of it.
"You are my favorite girl. Do you still remember the vow we made in our lifetime?"
" I didn't know who he was, but he continued, "I've already missed my previous life. In this life, can you just wait for me?"
Was that from his previous life? The man gave me a sense of familiarity that made me think he was telling the truth.
"My name is Chu Weiran. I'm your fiance." Saying this, he seemed to be in despair. He lowered his head and sat on the ground.
Then, he ruthlessly said, "I won't let that vile Feng Tian Yu go!" I was shocked. Could it be that he was talking about that young master? But what should I say?
He beckoned to me, and I sat down beside him. He put his arm around me, but I didn't try to pull away. I don't know if it's guilt or anything else.
As he thought about this, he let go of her hand. "You should leave. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave this dream. I will find you earlier. I will definitely find you."
With that, I woke up. Looking at myself, but still in the same room, I walked over to the dresser and saw the marks I'd left on my body yesterday.
Upon his neck and chest, he tore off his clothes and saw a large amount of bruises and kisses. He couldn't help but feel sad. Looking at the delicate scissors on the dressing table, I vaguely felt that if I died, I wouldn't have to do this anymore. Would he then be able to be with the person in his dreams?
I picked up the scissors and knocked on the door. "Young madam, it's time to eat, young madam!" Snowy's shout is right outside the door. After hesitating for a moment, she opens the door. When she sees the scissors in my hand, she couldn't help but be stunned.
"What are you doing!" She didn't even call me the Young Lady but called me by her own name.
"I'm cutting my hair, you guys wait a bit!" Sitting to one side, she couldn't see in front of me, so she hastily gathered up her clothes. In the end, I felt that this kind of thing was very shameful.
"Really? But I would like to advise you that there are some things that can't be ended just by death." You will always be Young Master's man! " She went to the back and closed the door.
Another sentence came from outside the door, "Even if I die, Young Master will still marry you." "Don't think about those other things anymore. Otherwise, the one who will suffer will still be you, Young Madam."
I took off my bathrobe. It was the same bathrobe that the man from yesterday had given it to me. He approached the bathroom and began to clean. Through the mirror, I could see the purplish red marks spread across my chest. He began to wash it vigorously.
My legs still wobbled, and I sat down in the tub. After washing up, I walked to the wardrobe and was stunned. The clothes inside were all light and transparent. I remember that it wasn't like this when I first came here.
I had no choice but to put on my bathrobe again to block myself.
He opened the door and walked down the stairs to the dining room. The table was once again filled with ice-cold food. I ate the dish, but it tasted like wax.
Yesterday's touch and kiss clearly told me that what I experienced was not what I imagined, but was real. But those strange places, I still don't know. He then stopped thinking about those things.
About half a month later, Uncle Chen finally returned with a little boy. The boy's face was frighteningly pale, and he kept his head down without saying a word.
"Young Madam, this is the son of you and Young Master …" Uncle Chen told me in this way. I don't like the boy. Besides, where did I get my children?
It was just as Uncle Chen had said, "Then I'll leave it to you to arrange for him. I have no problem with that."
However, Uncle Chen's tone turned cold. "These are your and young master's children. In the future, the young mistress will be in charge of his daily meals and living." Since I was young, I've only cooked for my grandmother, so how could I take care of a five or six-year-old child?
Uncle Chen took him to the second floor and placed him next to my room. I hurried after him and opened the door to ask who the kid was.
After opening the door, it was extremely dark. I walked forward and pulled open the curtains, and unexpectedly, the child charged over and bit my arm. A sharp pain pierced my arm, but I was afraid of hurting him even though I wanted to shake him off.
However, he didn't loosen his grip on me and instead started to suck on me. I felt the loss of my blood and hurriedly tried to pull away, but I was unable to break free.
I felt dizzy, and I started to cry out to the door, "Mrs Liu, Uncle Chen, help!" But my voice was getting lower and lower. Am I going to die here? However, I felt that he was no longer sucking blood. A cold feeling came over me, as though he was injecting something into me.
Shocked, but unable to free myself, I began to think: What the hell is this place, and what is this child?
I can't remember what happened next, but I seem to have fainted. When I woke up, I was in the child's bed, and he was staring at me. When I finally woke up, he handed me a glass of water.
Who exactly was this child? Or perhaps, what kind of monster was he?
Hearing his words, "Mother", I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Where did such a big son pop out from?
I looked at the mirror in his room and was stunned. The woman in the mirror vaguely resembled me. He looked much better than me. However, her face was pale, just like the first time she saw Xiao Xue, or perhaps, this child.