The bright red lips were bitten mercilessly, blood oozing out and a small crack was torn open.
"Bang—"
Qin pushed Egbert very violently onto the red velvet sofa in the rest area nearby. She heard some surprised shouts and rustling sounds, as if something on the sofa was hurriedly avoiding them.
Then, she was pushed down on the sofa by Egbert. He seemed to like to press people's necks. Qin Fei was held by his neck and lay on her back on the sofa looking at him.
"You want to provoke me again and let me kill you?" As Egbert spoke, drops of blood from his lips dripped onto her face.
Qin looked very indifferent, thinking, this little lunatic is really special, he is the only one in this world who has a body like theirs, can bleed, and can... have reactions.
"Or do you want to fool me again like you did the first time? Do you really think I can't control you?" His tone was gentle, and his hands gradually tightened their grip on her neck, with a cold emotion in his eyes.
Qin Feichang bent one leg and said, "I know you can completely control me and stop me from doing anything." He was so angry because he clearly could have stopped it but failed.
She suddenly laughed and raised her hand to put it on his wrist, as if she wanted to reject him, but then she changed it into a frivolous action - she inserted her fingers into his cuffs, slowly pushed them up, and touched his arm.
Then, under the force of his palm, she managed to raise her neck, leaned closer to him and said, "Is it because I gave you bad memories the first time that you were scared and put on this set of clothes... which is even harder to take off?"
It is impossible to say what Egbert is afraid of. With his bad character, only others are afraid of him, not him. But Qin Feichang said this on purpose.
Sure enough, Egbert was once again infuriated by her deliberate provocation. Qin made a low and hoarse sound, and hit his head on the sofa, knocking off his glasses.
Their familiar posture reminded her of some previous accidents. After she bent her knees, they rubbed against his thighs and she pushed against him neither too hard nor too lightly.
Egbert just felt incredible. Not only was she not afraid of everything here, she even dared to covet him.
He raised one leg to press Qin Feichang's knee, released her neck, and held her arms with both hands. He looked down at her with a strange expression: "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
His tone was drawn out, as if he was going to explode and throw her to the ground in the next second.
Qin changed his words very swiftly: "I guessed wrong. You are not afraid of me. It's just that you were too hasty the first time and didn't have enough fun, so you are unhappy."
Egbert's anger felt like it was blocked. He didn't know how to vent his frustration. He just felt that the woman under him was like a cunning opponent. He couldn't grasp her fear, nor could he control her. This made him feel extremely unhappy.
He was in a dilemma for a moment. He could let her run around in the castle, but he knew that ghosts, vines and the like could scare other people, but not necessarily her. Since they couldn't inspire fear in her, what was the point? He could also easily kill her, but again, she wasn't afraid of death, so it was still meaningless.
When Egbert was thinking, his face was expressionless, which was more pleasing to the eye than his pretending to be cruel. Qin Feichang moved his head again and bit his hair hanging on his cheek. Egbert looked at her expressionlessly for a while, then suddenly leaned over and bit her lips, just like she did at the beginning, retaliatingly tearing her lips apart.
He didn't know how to make this person struggle in pain, but he had the urge to crush her to vent his anger. This urge turned into another urge in her contradictory eyes that were both cold and provocative.
Qin Feichang let him kiss her fiercely... It was more like biting to vent his anger than kissing.
The strands of hair had long been pushed aside, leaving only the smell of blood mixed with the tip of the tongue, soaking the taste buds.
She was pinned firmly to the sofa, the blood from her feet staining the sofa red, but she didn't care and waited patiently for Egbert to loosen his knees.
The so-called battlefield is everywhere. Even in hugs and kisses, even in entanglements and sinking, there are bloodless blades in every move of each other.
He sank deep into the red sofa, his wrist being held pushed upwards, accidentally knocking over the small table next to the sofa, and a vase full of flowers fell to the ground with a cracking sound. The soft flowers with rich fragrance fell all over the sofa, flowing down, and were slowly crushed into eroded juice by his arms, shoulders and back.
The music had stopped long ago, and the voices became sparse and sporadic during their confrontation. When they began to bite each other, even the bright candlelight around them was completely extinguished, with only the moonlight from a corner of the window shining on the piano that no one was playing. In the silent and dark hall, only the sound of breathing and caressing remained.
All the fierce struggles and brutal retaliations were hidden in the darkness, unknown to anyone.
As her eyes gradually got used to the darkness, Qin Feichang could see the outline of the charming face of the boy who was as beautiful as a rose. He was ferocious, impatient and manic, and was dissatisfied that she did not lose her composure.
He seemed to slowly forget that his original intention was to make her suffer, and became obsessed with making her lose her composure.
"Now, do you think I am the one who is afraid, or you?"
"All I know is that you probably didn't have a good time last time."
"You really piss me off."
"You didn't make me happy at all."
Egbert was probably angry again. Qin Feichang closed his eyes and endured for a moment, then retaliated the next moment.
Although I don't know how many years he has spent here, I can see that his character has not grown, and he is still an arrogant and self-centered bad boy. He seems to be solidified in amber and no longer changes.
The narrow sofa became an independent world, filled with overly strong fragrance.
She grabbed the slightly cool and soft petals under her body. It was a rose. He pulled up her hand and bit it hard, even biting the petals she was holding in her palm into his mouth.
Qin Feichang did not tolerate his madness. He grabbed his soft hair with his other hand, pulled his head down, and bit the side of his neck with the same force.
If you are unlucky enough to meet a crazy opponent, you will have no choice but to sink with him.
She closed her eyes due to dizziness from excessive blood loss. She raised her neck and asked, "Did you enjoy it this time?"
"Unless you cry and say no, I will just feel unhappy." Egbert leaned over and whispered in her ear.
Qin laughed in a very ambiguous way and grabbed the hair on the back of his head. "Then you can only try harder."
Egbert: "I know you did it on purpose. Your every word and every action is calculated. I hate people like you the most." Do everything with purpose and determination. You can't be manipulated by him, as it will only ruin his game.
Qin Feichang: "I like you very much."
She had to admit that she was seduced by beauty the first time, but she didn't know what he was seduced by now.
This is a night filled with the smell of blood and flowers.
There were ghosts gathering outside, skeletons walking around, blood-sucking vines and man-eating roses were all smiling, and some people screamed and turned into corpses, which were hung on the high windows.
The darkness lasted too long, and the bells in the clock tower finally rang. Day and night were reversed, and the magnificent palace became a ruin left behind by time.
Egbert sat on the sofa, his black hair covering his chest, his body covered in blood, some of it his own, but more of it belonging to another person. He stretched out his legs, his long, white legs stepping into the pool of blood.
The body lying on the sofa behind him was cold. She might have died from excessive blood loss this time.
Looking at the other person's too calm face and body, Egbert snorted and lifted his hair to reveal his mottled neck. He could feel that when she bit his neck, she really wanted to kill him.
Pressing his neck hard, Egbert looked gloomy. He also wanted to kill her, but at the same time, she did have a different attraction to him.
When she first came into this world, she stood on the second floor of the dance studio and looked at him, and he saw her too. She noticed that something was wrong with him, but instead of fear and interest, her eyes were more indifferent and scrutinizing, and even when she came over and extended her hand to him, it was all fake friendliness. There was a special aura about her that he had never seen before.
Special things always attract attention, and she is particularly different compared to others.
Especially when she kept looking indifferent but was able to come up and bite his neck, he suddenly felt an indescribable excitement.
This excitement and interest was hard for Egbert to accept.
He frowned, put on his clothes, and walked out of the small hall, stepping on the blood-stained glass without looking back.
"Click--" the door closed. In the windless room, the withered petals gave off a rotten smell.
With his long hair loose, Egbert walked aimlessly in the ruins.
He was very familiar with every part of this place, just like he was familiar with his own body. When he walked through the courtyard covered with vines, the vines would neatly shrink back into the corners on both sides of the road.
The rose buds would bloom as he passed by, creating a splendid wall of flowers.
The statue in the courtyard leaned toward him with a smile.
They tried to please the owner here, but the owner was not happy. He frowned, and even the sunshine could not make him show a bit of bright color.
"Where are all the people? Did they all die last night? Are we the only two left?" There were two people in front of them who were lucky enough not to be found and killed by the carnival ghosts last night. They were like two animals that had strayed from the herd, lost in where to go, and hunched their heads, wary of the dangers that might appear around them.
They soon saw a beautiful boy wearing a shirt and trousers, who seemed to be thinking about something.
Seeing Egbert's face, the two turned pale, looked at each other, turned around and ran away. Egbert ignored the two people and walked into the thorny rose garden.
When he reached the depths, his steps paused, because there was also a dead body of a young girl lying among the rose bushes.
He walked to the corpse and looked at it for a while, then picked a rose and threw it on her. The roses seemed to have received some signal and quickly rolled up the corpse under their branches and roots.
Egbert sat under the statue of the Virgin Mary, his eyes closed as if he was asleep. After a while, he mumbled, "Find them all."
All the roses in the castle opened their eyes, and the dilapidated buildings came alive.
The rose stretched out its branches to tie up anyone passing by and dragged him into the flowers.
The person hiding in the corner of the ruins hugged her knees and stared blankly ahead, not noticing that the wall behind her had turned into a giant mouth and swallowed her in.
The man who was sleeping drowsily under a tree was suddenly hugged by skeleton arms that emerged from the soil, and his head was buried in the soil, suffocating to death.