TL: Tojo
Editor: DragonFlower
Chapter 69
The man’s voice carried a hint of fierceness and sinister shadow, like a wolf disguised among sheep that was suddenly unveiling its own disguise.
Su Jingyan’s throat felt a bit dry, and his body felt somewhat cold. Upon hearing the man’s words there was a piercing sensation, as if suddenly splashed with cold water, and his expression displayed a brief blankness, as if he were stunned in place. .
Lu Yichen observed Su Jingyan’s clearly resistant expression. His almost unblinking eyelids suddenly blinked forcefully, closing tightly for a single second. The paranoia and madness in his eyes, which couldn’t be held back just now, were once again forcibly suppressed.
The man’s voice also gradually softened, resembling the tone of an adult soothing a child, as he said, “I was just talking casually; don’t take it to heart.”
After saying that, the man moved his head away. He no longer looked at Su Jingyan’s face, however, the mysterious gleam in his eyes became even more intense, and the coldness in the depths of his eyes grew colder.
Reluctant.
And unwilling to force.
Upon hearing the man’s softened voice, Su Jingyan’s chest tightened. He then forcefully shook his head, the areas around his eyes inexplicably becoming a bit dry and reddened.
Seeing the man’s obvious step back and the slightly wounded tone, Su Jingyan suddenly reached out, awkwardly grabbing onto the man’s sleeve and giving it a careful tug.
“That’s not it,” Su Jingyan’s voice was very soft, like the sound of a small bee buzzing in the ear, extremely delicate.
Lu Yichen remained silent, his gaze shifting to the spot where the young man had grabbed onto his clothes. His Adam’s apple slid with a slight bobbing movement.
“I…,” Su Jingyan held back a surge of emotions, while his face, flushed from the pent-up feelings, made his words sound a bit coarse. He weakly explained, “It’s not that I don’t want you to see my face.”
Lu Yichen looked at his pitiful expression, and for some inexplicable reason, his heart softened. He sighed.
“Yeah, I know,” Lu Yichen’s response was sincere, devoid of any hint of evasion. There was even a faint trace of indulgence in his tone.
Listening to the man’s straightforward voice, Su Jingyan felt increasingly frustrated. The hand tugging at the man’s clothes paused for a moment.
Finally, as if gathering some courage, he lifted his head. No longer avoiding contact due to shyness, he actively met Lu Yichen’s gaze.
They locked eyes.
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Su Jingyan took a deep breath, finally coming to a decision. His hands lifted again and, after swallowing hard, he prepared to reach for the mask on his face.
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“You…” Su Jingyan began to speak, his lips moving.
But Lu Yichen interrupted him, tilting his head back to gaze at the sky. His voice, low and magnetic, asked, “Do you want to watch the sunrise?”
“Huh?” Su Jingyan blinked his eyes, his gaze as clear and pure as ever. He tilted his head, not quite understanding the meaning in the man’s tone.
Lu Yichen raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his lips. Then, he took Su Jingyan’s hand in his, enclosing it within his own palm.
The man’s hand was large, with long and slender fingers. Su Jingyan’s hand was gripped in his, creating a striking visual contrast between their fingers.
Fingers interlaced.
Su Jingyan’s heart trembled again.
It was the kind of tremor that comes from a fluttering of emotions.
“Master, Master, hey, hey, where are you going?” The plump woman, wearing high heels and carrying a bag on her elbow, huffed and puffed as she followed the man’s footsteps.
Despite her countless calls from behind, growing more agitated with each attempt, the man remained indifferent to all of them, his face expressionless, not even turning his head.
As she watched the man’s steps quicken and the distance between them widen, the woman almost tripped due to her hurried pace. Suddenly, without any warning, the man’s steps abruptly halted.
Seeing the man finally stop, the woman felt a surge of joy. Her flesh jiggled with excitement as she rushed forward. However, when she fully saw the man’s face, she jumped back in surprise. Then, with caution, she asked, “Master, is the ritual still ongoing? What’s happening with you?”
The man’s hair was thoroughly soaked, with cold sweat covering his forehead, upper eyelids, cheeks, and chin—his entire face was drenched. The most terrifying aspect was the man’s eyes; just moments ago, they seemed normal, but now, the blood vessels in his eyes appeared to have exploded, giving his entire eye a crimson hue.
Extremely frightening.
The man’s eyes darted around. He took a deep breath, but his heartbeat was racing, and his body uncontrollably trembling. His lips started turning pale, resembling those of a water ghost emerging from the depths, terrifyingly intense.
Even the plump woman beside him, witnessing his condition the whole time, couldn’t help but shudder, a sense of fear gripping her.
The man suddenly turned his head to look at the woman, his eyes wide, causing the plump woman to take a step back in shock.
Gritting his teeth, the man said, “Continue! Of course, we continue! How could we not!”
Upon hearing this, the plump woman’s joy overflowed, completely overshadowing the slight fear that had just crept in. She hastily responded, “Okay, okay, okay! That’s fantastic! As long as the Master succeeds, there will be generous rewards after everything is done!”
The plump woman was a wealthy lady, who was once a stunning beauty in her youth. Combined with her overall favorable conditions, she had married a nouveau riche man who coveted her beauty.
However, time spares no one, and beauty tends to fade. Moreover, she had neglected her own body and hadn’t taken proper care of herself. Instead she had been indulging in luxurious delicacies daily so that, just a few years into her marriage, her figure began to show signs of wear and tear.
The nouveau riche man went from coming home every day to returning only once a month. Eventually, even his phone became unreachable by her. The only constant was the substantial monthly allowance that continued to be deposited into her private account.
As for her feelings towards this nouveau riche man, there weren’t much to begin with. Her motivation was solely his money, so she didn’t care whether he returned or not. As long as the money kept coming, everything was fine. The two of them, seemingly harmonious but emotionally distant, had lived this way for over a decade. She had thought they would continue like this indefinitely.
Therefore, behind his back, she didn’t know how many younger men it was that she had maintained relationships with.
Who would have thought that this month, the nouveau riche man would suddenly bring home a young and beautiful girl with a bulging belly? He even asked for a divorce and demanded that she leave with nothing!
How could she endure such a situation?
However, given her current appearance, she had no way of capturing the attention of this lecherous old man!
So, through recommendations from her girlfriends, she heard about some mystical love spells in Thailand, among which, the love-binding spells were the most favored among women like her.
The purpose of these spells was to make unfaithful husbands change their hearts.
Thinking about this again, the plump woman felt a bit excited. She was faintly hopeful, to the point that she completely overlooked the man’s evident discomfort and unusual demeanor at this moment.
The man wasn’t a genuine sorcerer; he had merely visited Thailand once, spent some time there, and had the privilege of witnessing a sorcerer perform their craft. He had also consulted some books on the subject.
He couldn’t even distinguish the differences between spirit-binding and curse-binding.
If it weren’t for his serious illness and the urgent need for medical expenses, coupled with the fact that the money offered by the woman was incredibly tempting, he wouldn’t have agreed to take on this job.
The man placed everything he was holding on the ground again, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and took a deep breath.
Just a moment ago, he wasn’t sure what had happened; he had felt a bit disoriented, accompanied by a a loss of consciousness in his brain as he seemed to zone out. His body also seemed unresponsive. By the time he fully regained his senses, he had already walked quite a distance.
But now, he didn’t have time to think about all that because his surgery was imminent, and he had to quickly secure this sum of money.
With this in mind, the man pulled out two well-shaped wax dolls from his pocket, each containing a piece of paper with the birthdates and names of the plump woman and the nouveau riche man.
Ignoring everything else, the man sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, held the wax dolls in his hands, and began chanting something as if reciting scriptures. He formally commenced the so-called love-binding ritual.
The land shrouded in darkness revealed a horizontal crack letting in some light. Slowly, this crack expanded, and the world gradually brightened.
Dawn.
Su Jingyan and the man stood side by side on the rooftop, their hands interlocked in the same position.
Su Jingyan took a deep breath, his eyes filled with awe as he looked down. There was an indescribable feeling within him.
He turned to look at the man’s face and was momentarily puzzled.
Unlike him, while he had been completely absorbed in the beauty unfolding before them, in contrast, the man never once looked up at the sunrise. His eyes remained fixed on Su Jingyan, even though his face was not visible. Yet, this didn’t hinder the man in scrutinizing him with a complex gaze.
The expression in the man’s eyes strangely mirrored Su Jingyan’s awe when he beheld the beauty before them.
Su Jingyan swallowed, feeling an indescribable emotional response.
As the saying goes, when you are on a bridge looking at and enjoying the scenery, someone else may be looking at you.
Suddenly, for reasons unknown to him, Su Jingyan chuckled. Under the man’s gaze, he slowly but resolutely pulled down the mask from his face. Without hesitation, his eyes filled with trust, he calmly locked eyes with the man.
The young man’s face was now completely exposed to the open air.
The corners of Su Jingyan’s eyes curved slightly, a hint of a smile lingering on his face. He had an upturned nose and rosy lips, bright eyes, and flawless skin with no visible pores—his cheeks radiated a soft pink. His eyes trembled continuously, and his eyelashes fluttered up and down.
So beautiful…
Like an otherworldly elf who had mistakenly entered the mortal realm…
Before Su Jingyan could speak, the man’s pupils reacted violently, constricting sharply, and his emotions seemed to be slipping out of control.
Before Su Jingyan could fully comprehend what was happening, in the next moment, he found himself forcefully pressed into the man’s embrace. The strength was so intense that Su Jingyan felt like he was about to be flattened into a pancake by the man.
Su Jingyan was startled, pushing against the man’s chest with his elbow, but the man’s restraints only intensified.
Lu Yichen’s eyes flickered, and a slight twitch appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Finally…
Finally found you…
My dream lover.
Hehe.
The woman is a hypocrite! 😭 She’s been having relationships with men and the guy brings along someone and she gets angry? Although, these two people aren’t even good to begin with!