Chapter 10 - Chapter 10 Drunken misidentification, stranger sadness

After the banquet, Su Wan completely became a walking, perfect corpse.The white dress stained with red wine and humiliation, along with Bo Jinshen's blazer symbolizing "protection" and "shackles", were all put into a bag specially for disposing of discarded clothes by her own hands and calmly, waiting for the maid to transport them away the next day, burn them, and completely erase the traces from this world.Just like she did to her dead heart.She stopped thinking and feeling.Her brain, like a formatted supercomputer loaded with only the program "Project Moonlight", runs accurately, efficiently, and without errors.She could greet Bo Jinshen in Lu Qingyue's sweetest voice the next second after receiving the surprise call, and then the moment he hung up the phone, the expression on her face immediately returned to the calm of death.She could even get a cold "qualified" evaluation because she completed the instructions perfectly when Uncle Chen corrected her movements with a ruler.She used this extreme, inhuman perfection to wrap herself into an indestructible cocoon.In the cocoon, there is Su Wan, who is completely dead.Outside the cocoon, there is a flawless Lu Qingyue.Bo Jinshen seems to be very satisfied with this final "finished product", or perhaps he is tired of this cat-and-mouse game. For the next few days, he didn't set foot in the white bedroom again, nor did he get any more calls for surprise inspections.In the mansion, there was a kind of suffocating tranquility before the storm.It wasn't until a maid accidentally knocked over the water glass because she was overly nervous when delivering food, that she revealed a trace of the secret in the panicked apology."Yes... I'm sorry! Sir, I'm in a bad mood today... Please don't tell Uncle Chen..."Su Wan looked at her with those empty eyes, with Lu Qingyue's tolerant smile on her face, and even comforted her with a gentle tone that had been practiced thousands of times.But her heart is clearer than ever.She knew that day had come.Lu Qingyue's ... Anniversary.The real god in this mansion, the real mistress who makes everyone live in the shadow of fear, her judgment day has arrived.Sure enough, from dusk, the air pressure in the entire mansion was as low as freezing.All the servants were like ghosts who had been silent, walking on tiptoe and breathing carefully, for fear of making a sound that would disturb the furious beast that was licking its wounds in its lair.No one dares to go to the study.No one dares to approach the huge underground wine cellar that is said to house the world's top wines.Su Wan was locked in her cage.She sat in front of the nailed wooden wall, with her back against the cold wood, quietly listening.She couldn't hear anything.But she could clearly "see" how the man, who was alone in the cold cellar at the moment, was surrounded by countless expensive wine bottles symbolizing his power and wealth, pouring those spicy liquids down his throat cup after cup.She could even "smell" that the smell of alcohol, which was strong enough to paralyze everything, was penetrating the heavy floor slabs, little by little, into her pure white mausoleum.Night, it's late.Su Wan was still motionless.She was waiting.Wait for this sacrifice that belonged to another woman and her own judgment to come to an end."Bang——!"A loud noise, without warning, came from downstairs.It was as if someone had used brute force to knock open the door of the cellar.Immediately afterwards, it was heavy, staggering, and completely losing the elegant and calm footsteps of ordinary times.The footsteps were heading towards the second floor, towards her room, step by step, quickly approaching.Su Wan's heart did not have a trace of waves.She just slowly stood up from the ground and stood in the center of the room, like a statue waiting for fate to come."Boom——!"The door of her room was slammed open violently from the outside by a huge force.The sophisticated electronic lock was as fragile as paper paste in the face of this brute force.At the door, there was a person standing.In other words, it is Bo Jinshen's ... A body completely manipulated by alcohol and sadness.It's thin and deep.He was not wearing a suit, only an expensive white shirt mostly soaked in alcohol, and the three buttons on his neckline were torn open, revealing his well-defined collarbone and chest. His hair was messy, and his eternally cold face was flushed at the moment.The most frightening thing is his eyes.Those eyes, which are always bottomless and always cold and indifferent, are like two burning and crazy flames, filled with monstrous pain and longing that almost burns the entire world.His gaze, like a radar in the dimly lit room, scanned frantically.Finally, precisely, the slender figure in a white nightdress standing in the center of the room was locked."... Qingyue. "From his throat, he squeezed out two broken, slurred syllables.The voice was so hoarse that it seemed to have been rubbed with sandpaper.In the next second, he was like an out-of-control beast and suddenly pounced on Su Wan.He pulled her into his arms and imprisoned her with a crazy force that almost rubbed her into his own bones and blood.The strong smell of alcohol, mixed with an extremely sad atmosphere, instantly drowned Su Wan's whole person.Su Wan's body trembled violently because of this sudden impact.But she didn't struggle.She just let him hold her, like a lifeless doll held tightly by her owner."Qingyue... Qingyue ..."He buried his head deep in her neck, like a child who had been lost for a long time and finally found his way home, over and over again, greedily and desperately, calling out the name that did not belong to her."I miss you so much...""I can't find you anymore... Where did you hide..."His voice, with a heavy nasal tone, was soaked in endless pain and grievances."They all lied to me... They all say you are dead... I don't believe it... I don't believe it! "He tightened his arm suddenly, so strong that he almost crushed Su Wan's bones."You're just playing hide and seek with me, aren't you? You just ... Angry with me... You blame me for not protecting you...""Can you come back... Please... Come back..."As he spoke, his tall, iron-hard body began to tremble slightly in her arms.Then, Su Wan felt a drop of hot, hot liquid slipping down from the side of her neck.Then, the second drop, the third drop...More and more, hotter and hotter.Is that... Tears.The devil-like man who regarded human life as a mustard and regarded her as a plaything, actually ... Crying.His tears were as hot as a soldering iron, drop by drop, all burned on Su Wan's cold skin.If it had been a month ago, before being nailed to the window, before experiencing the ultimate humiliation of the banquet, seeing him like this, Su Wan might have a trace of emotion, a trace of pity, and even ... A trace of undeserved, sad fantasy.But now, no.There was nothing left.His hot tears were no different from his cold eyes.His fragile affection at the moment is no different from his cruel torture on weekdays.Because, all of this, like the most tender look he had ever given, was completely complete and belonged only to another woman.A woman named Lu Qingyue, who has long since died.And what is she, Su Wan, for?She was just a temporary person who was captured by him to carry these overflowing sorrows and pains that had nowhere to be placed... Container.A warm, breathing, and able to be held tightly by him... Substitute.That's all.A desolate and colder than the Siberian ice field, the ultimate sadness, instantly completely engulfed Su Wan's whole person.She couldn't even feel the pain in her body anymore.She was like a real ghost, floating on the body called "Su Wan", coldly watching the affectionate one-man show in front of her that was related to her but had nothing to do with her.She was motionless.Let him hold it, let his tears soak her nightdress, and let him whimper like a helpless child in her neck, like a sleepy beast.Her body is warm, soft, and submissive.But her soul had already frozen into a piece of black ice that would not melt for ten thousand years, isolating all emotions that tried to invade.I don't know how long it took, Bo Jinshen's crazy and desperate murmur gradually turned into heavy, alcohol-smelling breathing.He seemed to be tired of crying, and he had made enough trouble.In the end, his tall body softened, like a giant tree that had been cut down, and with her, he fell heavily on the pure white bed that belonged to Lu Qingyue.He still hugged her hard, not letting go of the slightest, as if he was holding the lost world.Then, in the heavy alcohol and extreme exhaustion, I fell asleep heavily.Su Wan was pressed under him and had difficulty breathing.But she still didn't move.She opened a pair of empty eyes, through the man's broad shoulders, staring at the wall nailed to the board, symbolizing all her despair.In this absolute darkness, for the first time, so clearly, she planned her future path.Escape.Escape at all costs.If you can't escape...Then pull him and fall into the deepest hell together.Fight like Kilkenny cats.She slowly raised a hand that was not imprisoned by him, and with her fingertips, extremely slightly, on his back, stroke by stroke, wrote two words.The action was gentle, like a lover's touch.——Thin.– Dog.