When the food reserves become my wife

At dusk, the garden that was previously planted with beautiful roses was overgrown with weeds, the stone path was overgrown by overgrown weeds, and the stone steps in front of the villa were covered with moss marks.I easily walked through the rusty courtyard gate, stepped on the weeds all the way to the villa gate, and stretched out my hand to try to pull it.

The heavy solid wooden door accidentally slid open a gap, and my gesture of pulling the door froze for a second, then I looked inside.

The light in the living room was not turned on, and the dim sunlight poured into the house through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dyeing everything with a warm color.There are two red roses in a vase on the dining table in the hall, the petals are full and fresh.

This house is no different from the previous few times when I entered Liao Chi's subconscious mind. I stood in the living room and looked around, and suddenly heard the rustling of grass blades being stepped on, and my heart thumped. My first reaction was to hide stand up.But before I could find a suitable place for Tibetans, the door was pulled open from the outside.

A boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old came in from the outside. He was wearing an ordinary white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow, black trousers and leather shoes with some mud on the upper.

Although the boy's handsome brows and eyes are immature, I still recognized Liao Chi at a glance.

He closed the door, put down the gardening tools he brought in against the wall, raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, then walked towards the kitchen without even looking at me as if I didn't exist at all.

"Wait!" I frowned as I was completely ignored, and when he passed me by, I reached out and stopped him: "Liao Chi?"

He glanced at me, his black eyes were emotionless, cold and heartless as if the pair of beautiful eyeballs were made of inorganic materials, then he took a step sideways and walked away without looking sideways.

what's the situation?

With a hiss, I took a light breath, followed him all the way into the kitchen, and watched him take out a can of Coke and two roses from the refrigerator at the door.

The boy Liao Chi pulled the ring, raised his head and took a sip of Coke, then walked around me and returned to the living room, took out the roses in the vase on the dining table and threw them into the trash can.The delicate and beautiful roses are still beautiful one second, and become companions of garbage the next second.The boy looked down at the water in the bottle, and put the new rose in his hand into it.

He took a step back, as if looking at his own work, nodded in satisfaction, then drank the Coke in one gulp, and threw the can away—

With a sound of "bang", the cans fell into the trash can without any mistakes, and hit the red roses, smashing the beautiful and delicate flowers out of shape, and completely turned them into broken flowers and willows.

The young Liao Chi turned around and went upstairs, I stared at his back for a while, then quickly followed.

He didn't go back to his room, but pushed open the door of the next door. I walked in, and I saw the tightly drawn beige curtains.The only source of the light source was blocked, and the room was very dim, as if covered with hazy veils.

This should be Liao Chi's mother's room. I looked at the dressing table against the wall in the room, and Liao Chi was sitting there.

There were several exquisitely shaped small bottles on the dressing table. The young Liao Chi straightened his back and stared intently at himself in the mirror.

His figure was so thin that he could be blown down by a gust of wind, his skin was snow-white without sun exposure, his hair and eyes were extremely black, so pure that he looked like someone who had walked out of a painting.

I stood behind him and looked at him in the mirror.I was not reflected in the mirror.

"Have you considered it?" After sitting quietly for a while, the boy suddenly spoke. His voice was hoarse, which was unique to the voice-changing period. It was just like the whispers of those nights when we were rubbing hands together, which made my ears numb.

"What?" I asked.It was just the two of us in the room, and I took it for granted that he was talking to me.

The young Liao Chi didn't make a sound. After a while, he lowered his eyes, and a cold and mocking smile curled up on his lips: "You're lying to me."

His words are so firm that every word is like a small hammer hitting the listener's heart with precision.I frowned and noticed something strange - Liao Chi seemed to be talking to myself.

Quite literally, he was talking to himself in the mirror.

"I didn't lie to you." The boy deliberately lowered his voice, and there was a helpless sigh at the end: "Put these down, and you can get whatever you want."

"You will live with your biological father. He and your mother are very affectionate and love you very much. You are a young master born with a golden spoon in your mouth. You are noble from head to toe. There will be countless people gathered around you , vying to be friends with you, all kinds of beauties long for you to look at them. Loneliness, pain, despair...these things that are about to destroy you will never have the slightest intersection with you, as long as you want to , you can use power and money to get anything, and you will spend this life extremely happily."

It's hard to tell who moved first, the person in the mirror raised his hand, and at the same time the young Liao Chi did the same thing as him, gently stroking his hand on the mirror, stroking the young boy's cheek on the mirror, as if stroking deep The lover of love: "Look... just one small decision, and you can get what you want most—happiness."

My scalp went numb, and I took a step forward and pressed my big hand on the young man's thin shoulder: "Don't promise him!"

The young Liao Chi shook his body slightly, he ignored my hand on his shoulder, looked straight into his bright eyes in the mirror, and pursed his pale lips.

After a while, he asked in a low voice, "What do you want?"

"I said, I want your body. I need a body. When you are tired, I will help you finish everything." In the eyes of the man in the mirror, there was a deadly icy light like a poisonous snake, and the pupils gradually turned into ovals. With dazzling scarlet: "From then on, your body belongs to me. How is it? Is it a deal?"

"Is the deal..." The expressionless young man repeated in a low voice. He looked at himself in the mirror who was also expressionless. After a few seconds of silence, he suddenly stood up without warning and grabbed the small bottle on the dressing table. He slammed into the mirror and roared angrily, "Get out!"

He knocked the stool to the ground with a loud bang, which matched perfectly with the brittleness of the shattered mirror.The glass shards scattered, I grabbed Liao Chi by the shoulder and pulled him into my arms to block the glass shards flying towards him.Liao Chi stared at the broken image in the mirror, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Get lost!"

As if seeing something interesting, the young man with a broken face in the mirror narrowed his eyes and laughed heartily. He pointed to his heart, and opened and closed his lips——

You will agree.

I understood his lip language, and the arms holding the boy tightened unconsciously.Liao Chi panted violently, struggled to break free from my arms, picked up the fallen stool and smashed the vanity mirror to pieces.No more fragments could reflect his appearance.

Standing in the middle of the ground, he let go of his hand, the stool fell to the ground, rolled twice, and the sound was multiplied in the empty house.

I tentatively approached him, but before I could touch his hand, the boy who was less than my shoulder height let out a suppressed whimper.

He covered his face with his hands and squatted down slowly.

Tears mixed with blood dripped from between his fingers and fell on the wooden floor, and the sound of patter gradually became denser.

My chest was so oppressed that it was almost hard to breathe, I half knelt on the ground, and whether he wanted to or not, I held him in my arms.

"Don't cry." Pulling away his hand covering his face, I saw a long and narrow wound cut by the mirror in his palm, and blood was gushing out.

The boy's face was covered with blood, and his tears washed out a small trace in the bright red.I wiped his face with the back of my hand, but it was even worse.

The boy was crying crazily without saying a word, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't look at me at all.I didn't know where the medicine cabinet was, so I rushed to the bathroom with him in my arms, and wrapped the wound on his palm with a clean towel.

I wiped away the blood on his face little by little with clean water, but he was still crying. I felt extremely uncomfortable, and I didn’t know how to coax him, so I could only lower my head and kiss him lightly on the forehead: “Good boy, don’t Cried."

The moment my kiss fell, the boy's body trembled like an electric shock, but he quickly calmed down again.As if some important and distant memory was being touched, he slowly closed his eyes.

……

When Liao Chi woke me up, I couldn't figure out where it was for a while.

Seeing that my soul was out of my body, Liao Chi stretched out his right hand, pinched my nose with his index finger and middle finger, and said while lifting it up, "What? Are you sleepy?"

Realizing that it had come out of Liao Chi's subconscious mind, I let out a short "ah" and reached out to hug him.

The masculine body of the adult man in my arms made me regain my sense of reality. The tip of my nose rubbed against his collarbone. I took a deep breath and sighed, "It's still comfortable to hold like this... I was so skinny when I was a child."

"what?"

"It's okay." I bit him on the shoulder, and I propped myself up and leaned against the head of the bed, and took the shirt I prepared on the bed the night before: "Are you still feeling bad today?"

"I think it's all right." Liao Chi lay still, seeing me fasten buttons one by one, suddenly asked: "Are you unhappy?"

"Huh?" I subconsciously raised my hand and touched my face: "Is there?"

"Yeah." He said softly, "You haven't been very happy these two days."

"Maybe there are too many things. It will be fine after a while." Knowing that Liao Chi would be suspicious, I didn't deny it, and just mentioned it lightly: "What about you? How are you feeling?"

"I've been very happy since I met you." Liao Chi smiled gently, and I subconsciously thought of the boy's face covered in blood and tears, the desperate roar in the dark room and the scarlet vertical pupils in the mirror, trying to pull out a smile : "Well, it's good that you haven't been wronged."

Liao Lianjun said that Liao Chi was severely autistic before he recovered suddenly, which can explain why he turned a blind eye to me subconsciously.And the him in the mirror, if he guessed correctly, should be the nightmare that has been lurking in his body.

The Nightmare back then lured Liao Chi to make a deal with it, exchanging a perfect and happy life for Liao Chi's body.And when Liao Chi recovered suddenly at the age of 16 and became no different from a normal person, it undoubtedly showed that he agreed to Yan's proposal.

I sighed to myself, thinking that this is going to be a big trouble, maybe...we really have to move to Jin Ning's house for a while.