Be dragged into the room by the succubus

My name is Fu Yong, and I'm a...ah no, I used to be a chef.

This year, about 33 years old, right?

Recently, my memory has been a little confused and I can't remember clearly.

Although it seems a bit strange now, I have been a very ordinary and ordinary person since I was a child.

Maybe if something is really missing, something needs to be added to the name.

Although there is a word "Yong" in my name, I was never a brave person since I was a child.

I am afraid of bright light, afraid of being scolded by my parents, afraid of being exposed about my bad grades in the exam, afraid of the girl I have a crush on being taken down by others...

Submissive, not conflicting with other people, obedient, I have been barely living like this.

I once thought about it too, but then I gave up because I... was afraid of death.

Death is too cruel and terrible, I can't accept it...

All my life I have been a person who has nothing to do with being brave.

Except that one time.

My wife is my childhood sweetheart. We have been classmates since we were young. She is not a bold person, and she has been bullied because of her personality.

And in the end, we two timid people came together just like this, licking our wounds, which is also very good.

After several old people in the family passed away one after another, we left the village where we grew up, came to this strange city to start again, and opened a small restaurant together.

I work as a chef, and she works as a waiter in the front. The business is not good, but it is not bad.

The two of us who are not brave, just lived the ordinary life we ​​once expected.

Life is not rich, and my wife never complained about anything.

And such a kind woman is willing to tolerate such a cowardly woman of mine...

but died because of me.

If I hadn't said casually, I would like to be able to teach my children well one day.

If our child can be a good child who is really brave and does not bully others, she will not think about having a child.

Nor will she die in childbirth.

it's all my fault.

It's all my fault!

On the day I lost her, I felt like my whole world fell apart.

While feeling angry and unfair about fate, I also felt boundless fear.

Fear of death.

I want to go with her, but I can't...

I am afraid of death.

I was so scared that I cried, and finally even passed out.

I'm such a piece of shit.

But after waking up from the coma that time, I felt something changed in me.

In the days that followed, I began to feel a little unclear and confused, and I became completely different from what I used to be.

I feel like I have changed into a different person, with the desire to kill hidden in my heart, becoming aggressive and suspicious...

Having lost my purpose in life, I had a new idea in my heart - I want revenge.

revenge for her.

I went back to our hometown and searched for all the people who had bullied her, and made them pay the price they owed her for a long time.

Even if they have forgotten, but I will not forget, neither I nor she will forget.

I remember clearly the faces of everyone and every perpetrator!

But when I did all that, I kind of got lost in the thrill of power.

When I started wanting to take revenge on others, on those who hadn't reached out to us...

I met someone.

A young woman with golden eyes and long silver hair exudes a disgusting aura.

I remember that she had regret on her face at that time, as if she said to me, "Why do you come here? She won't want to see you go on like this." Something like that.

At that time, I felt as if I had seen her somewhere, but I couldn't remember it.

Being dominated by desire, I seemed to rush towards her, wanting to torture those people like before...

Then, the nightmare began.

That woman is like a devil.

I was repeatedly dropped by her, broken ribs, healed again, broken again...

Over and over, over and over again, until I felt my body and mind were separated and I was about to collapse completely.

I can't remember where she stopped, and I can't remember the other words she said, only the last sentence is engraved in the depths of my soul.

"You can't attack ordinary people, otherwise, I will destroy you with my own hands."

When I regained my sanity, I appeared in the back kitchen of the restaurant.

There is no restaurant for my wife.

I didn't dare to go out, and lived on the leftover food in the freezer. I huddled in the shadows, afraid that that devilish woman would come to my door again.

Half a year, a year?

I can't remember exactly, I just remember that almost half a month ago, the last food was eaten, but I still didn't dare to go out.

After being hungry for a week, I seem to have hallucinations, as if I am drawing something with my own blood from time to time while half asleep and half awake, something very important...

Then suddenly one day, I woke up, because I felt the breath that made me hungry approaching!

I saw him through the crack of the door.

It's a man, a man exuding a sweet smell!

But before I could do anything, he turned his head and glanced at me, and I completely lost consciousness...

It was painful at first, but it soon became comfortable, like being back in my wife's arms.

It's just that I don't know what happened later, I felt like my body was being drained continuously, and then healed again.Drained again...

Repeatedly, again and again, this feeling seems to have been experienced somewhere.

It's just that this time it's not painful, but rather comfortable.

Finally, the feeling of being drained disappeared, and my consciousness gradually returned.

The instant I woke up, I saw a young man with a face I envied, the one I had just seen!

"Are you still ashamed of what happened to your wife?"

The unexpected words stuck my original words in my throat, and the pain and regret that I had deliberately forgotten welled up in my heart, and tears flowed out involuntarily.

With a gentle smile on his face, he gently brushed my messy hair together, and said softly:

"Everything is not over yet. Fulfilling your wishes is the best atonement."

"do you think so?"

The warm words stimulated my fragile tear glands, and the tears that had been suppressed for a long time broke out again. I ignored the pain in my body and nodded with choked tears.

I have never seen an angel in my life, but I feel that the man in front of me is as gentle as an angel.

Then, I saw the man showing a gentle and elegant smile, and said softly:

"I'll let you off this time, remember to reform and be a new person after you go in."

!!!

The tears stopped, and the strong fear that was ignored by the subconscious suddenly swept through the whole body. I felt that the man in front of me seemed to reveal his original hideous face in an instant.

他 说:

"Be obedient and don't attack ordinary people."

"Otherwise, I will destroy you with my own hands."

"Understand?"

…………

Nodding tremblingly, I saw the man nodded in satisfaction, and pointed his slender fingers towards the center of my eyebrows.

My eyes went dark, and I passed out again...

And in the end, there was only one thought in my mind.

It seems that staring at him is the second bravery in my life.