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When He Yong came down again, he was empty-handed. "Mom, go up and cook. I'm hungry."
Aunt He didn't respond, her expression cold as she went upstairs. If it weren't for her breathing, she would have seemed like a walking corpse, devoid of any vitality.
He Yong glanced at me and tossed out a remark: "Zai, have you come to your senses? If you keep being stubborn, I'll lock you up for five or ten years. If you've figured it out, there will be good times ahead for you."
He Yong's demeanor was exceedingly lewd. His smile was anything but kind, and paired with his youthful face, it was truly hard to accept.
I had no interest in arguing with a lunatic, so I kept my mouth shut.
Seeing that I wasn't engaging, He Yong kicked me lightly and went back upstairs.
When he came down again to bring food, he had moved several pots of flowers to the corner of the secret room. One type had yellowish-brown blooms, while another had delicate white flowers that emitted a rich fragrance.
The foul air was instantly refreshed. I thought to myself that He Yong had learned a bit about human compassion. Was he worried I would go crazy down here? He even thought to bring some potted plants to alleviate my boredom.
Looking at the vibrant flowers, I shook my head repeatedly. In such an environment, even a person couldn't endure it; how could flowers survive? They would likely wilt within two days.
I turned my gaze to the food on the ground and swallowed a few times, but ultimately didn't dare to eat. Aunt He had previously used drugs as a despicable means to force them into submission.
Just the thought of being drugged and hazily losing my first time—or even my second or more—was enough to make me shudder.
He Yong was perceptive; noticing my throat bobbing as I hesitated over the food, he sneered, "If you have guts, don't eat. If I wanted to poison you, do you think you'd still be alive now? It's laughable."
Since He Yong had said such things, I felt reassured. After he finished fiddling with the potted plants and left, I cleared the food off the table. To be honest, Aunt He's cooking was quite good—comparable to my father's.
As the saying goes, "With food in your belly, there's no need to panic." After eating my fill, warmth spread through me. The faint floral scent truly was a soothing lullaby.
My eyelids began to droop heavily as I drifted into a deep sleep.
The heat was unbearable, as if my entire body was being roasted over an open flame. I felt dazed, my body involuntarily writhing on the ground.
This heat was different from the sweltering summer; it radiated from within, burning me in a way that made my heart ache and my lungs feel constricted.
I could only press my face against the cool ground, which provided a slight relief. However, the little bit of coolness quickly faded, unable to alleviate the heat coursing through me.
I let out low growls, rolling around on the ground in desperation.
In my haze, it felt like a pair of soft hands were caressing my face. They were cool and soothing, carrying a faint scent of gardenias.
Fresh and elegant.
Yet, instead of calming my heart, it raced even faster. There was an indescribable sensation in my lower abdomen, as if I were about to explode.
The restraints on my body seemed to have loosened. I grabbed that tender hand and pressed it against my lips, kissing it repeatedly.
But that didn’t seem enough; a voice inside me kept insisting that I wanted more than this…
The heat had muddled my thoughts, and memories from years ago at Qingshan Lake surfaced—encountering that Carp Spirit who stood atop the waves like Bi Bo Xian Zi, smiling sweetly at me with two shallow dimples at the corners of its mouth, beckoning me closer.
Come here, come here…
My vision blurred, and instinctively I wrapped my arms around the person beside me; their body felt soft and gentle.
“Ha ha, this stuff really works. Look how eager this little monkey is.”
That familiar voice belonged to He Yong.
“Sister, the task of continuing our family line is now entrusted to you.”
I suddenly woke up, holding a girl in my arms. Her face was flushed, and her eyes sparkled with tears, resembling a porcelain doll.
I slapped myself hard twice, feeling like a beast. How could I have done such a thing?
The pain on my face brought me a moment of clarity. He Yong frowned and said, "I didn’t expect this guy to have such composure. If I had known, I should have added something to the food."
I tossed the girl aside, and she looked at me with timid eyes. Then she glanced at He Yong and said, "Brother, what are we going to do?"
Her voice was soft and delicate, each word felt like a feather brushing against my heart, making me feel suffocated.
I shrank back into the corner and banged my head against the wall with all my might. Only pain could bring me a moment of clarity. I told myself that even if it meant death, I could never do such a thing.
A beast? Worse than a beast? That was indeed a question. If only I could have chosen a more normal partner... I wouldn’t be opposed to making some sacrifices. It’s just...
I had no idea what He Yong had given me that made me so exhilarated that even when I banged my head until it bled, I didn’t feel any pain. It wasn’t until the sticky blood blurred my vision that I realized my head was injured.
He Yong seemed unaccustomed to such situations; panic flashed across his face as he held a piece of wood, seemingly intending to knock me out.
But seeing my bloodied face seemed to frighten him. He stood frozen in place for a moment, not daring to approach.
"Brother, you need to think of something! If he dies, what am I going to do?" the girl cried out.
He Yong gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, swinging the stick at my head. Everything went dark before I collapsed onto the ground.
"Brother, you’re being too harsh! What if you break him?" the girl cried out.
He Yong replied, "We’re not even family yet; why are you protecting him? If he dies, it’s no big deal; I’ll find you someone better."
The girl said, "If I’m poisoned like this, will I burst if I don’t do it?"
He Yong thought for a moment and replied, "Then we won’t tie him up tonight. If something happens, we still have Fifth Young Lady, right?"
"Brother, it’s not easy to find a man. If something happens to him, I won’t accept it. You have to find me someone even more handsome, with a good figure..." The girl chattered on.
As my consciousness grew more and more hazy, the voices around me faded into the distance. In my heart, I cursed the ancestors of the He family thoroughly.
Is this even something a human would do? Are they trying to make my blood vessels burst? Are they trying to suffocate me to death?
Fortunately, when I closed my eyes, a refreshing sensation began to spread from my Dantian...
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