A Smile From the Villain [BL]

ASV Chapter 89: Outside the Little Black Room, Zhuang Zhou and the Butterfly (2)

Translator: Chrysanthemum Bud

The bed was very large, and it was covered with soft white satin. Small golden bells hung suspended from ribbons at the bed's edges, forming what looked from a distance like a golden prison cage.

In fact, the bed was a golden cage. Every time Qin Kaiyi tried to leave the bed, those golden bells would become an unbreakable barrier, obstructing his movements.

Qin Kaiyi, completely incapable of understanding why he met with such misfortune, curled up at the head of the bed. The shackles had again been locked on his wrists, and paired with the loose long clothes he wore, they made him look incredibly frail.

After Shen Feixiao forced himself on him again he left. When Qin Kaiyi woke up again, he only saw an empty bed and a vast and quiet great hall (T/N: main hall of a Buddhist temple).

That's right, a great hall. When Qin Kaiyi began to clearly take in what he was seeing he nearly jumped with fright. The bed was placed in an ornately carved great hall.

The hall's floor was made of spotlessly white jade, and its roof beams, pillars, doors, and windows were all carved with elegant engravings. Some engravings were of birds and beasts, and some were of mountains and rocks and trees, but without exception all held a kind of cold intent that soaked into one's bones. Qin Kaiyi, who was trapped within this hall, could only huddle on the bed and tremble.

This body seemed to have already been transformed. Originally the traces left on his skin would easily disappear, but now, almost like brands, they stayed on him for days without any signs of dissipating. What was more frightening was that this body would feel not a hint of hunger without food.

To not feel hunger could be a boon for ordinary people who wanted to save food, but to the imprisoned Qin Kaiyi... not needing to eat meant that from beginning to end, he could only stay alone.

One day was fine, two days was all right, but when time stretched on Qin Kaiyi couldn't stand it. He became abnormally fretful, to the point that deep in his heart he somewhat desperately hoped that he could see Shen Feixiao.

Shen Feixiao did not know that in this world there was such a thing as Stockholm Syndrome. However, he did know that the best way to have his shixiong resist him less was to have his shixiong stay alone.

Loneliness was a terrifying reality, frightening enough to thoroughly wreck a person.

So a month later, the moment Qin Kaiyi saw Shen Feixiao, his first reaction was actually joy. He both crawled and near-rolled as he scrambled to the side of the bed, his voice anxious and sharp, "Shen Feixiao... Shen Feixiao... let me out, let me out!!!"

"Shixiong." Shen Feixiao didn't look different from how he did a month ago, still wearing simple black clothes. He looked at Qin Kaiyi's desperately anxious appearance and a smile slipped onto his face. "Did something happen?"

"... Shen Feixiao..." Qin Kaiyi just wanted to cry. He wanted to reach out a hand and grab the corners of Shen Feixiao's clothes, but those golden bells blocked him.

"Shixiong." Shen Feixiao looked at Qin Kaiyi's impatient movements and actually found him quite amusing. Those golden bells seemed to not exist for Shen Feixiao–he reached out a hand and directly dragged Qin Kaiyi into his embrace.

"Are you uncomfortable anywhere?" He absent-mindedly pet Qin Kaiyi's already knee-length hair and kissed his forehead.

"Shen Feixiao!!!" Qin Kaiyi grabbed Shen Feixiao's collar in one hand, his voice almost hoarse with shouting, "Let me go!! I'm begging you, all right?? Don't lock me here... Shen Feixiao!!"