After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration] - Chap 107 Alternate World
Extra 1: Alternate World
On the large cemetery hill, relatives and friends who had some to express their condolences came and went.
Zong Baiyan just stood in front of the tombstone, staring at its black and white surface with a pale face and empty eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.
“Ge, it’s getting dark, let’s go.”
Zong Keyan walked up and put the coat she had brought on her brother, her eyes still red from crying. “Ge, don’t be like this. If you continue on like this, Brother Rong will be worried.”
A few weeks ago, Xu Rong, Zong Baiyan’s lover of ten years, had committed suicide with a knife in the studio at home.
When the doctor arrived, the man’s blood was all over the floor. His chest and heart had been stabbed five or six times with a dull art knife, which was enough to show his desire to die.
In just one week, Zong Baiyan had tormented himself to the point of not eating or drinking, and his weight dropped rapidly. His whole body felt like an empty shell without a soul, as if there was only one breath holding him up.
“……He’ll be worried?”
Zong Baiyan muttered this vaguely, but was unable to cry a single tear. “Even in death, he doesn’t want me, but he’ll still worry about me?”
“Ge, don’t do this.”
Zong Keyan stepped forward to help him, but was gently pushed away. “You go first. I want to talk to him again. I don’t want to go anywhere, I just want to stay here.”
Zong Keyan was anxious. “That won’t work. With you like this…..”
“Give me a little time” Zong Baiyan finally shifted his gaze from the tombstone and looked at his older sister. “Okay?”
“…….”
Faced with her brother’s almost desperate request, Zong Keyan had no choice but to settle for the next best thing. “Then I’ll ask Xiao Chen to wait for you below. You have another hour at most, then the secretary will drive you home.”
Zong Baiyan lowered his eyes and remembered something. “Have you found Xiao Yi?”
The “Xiao Yi” he spoke of was the child he and Xu Rong had adopted from the orphanage.
A week ago, because he witnessed and failed to intercept the other party’s suicide in time, he was so frightened that he ran out of the house when the adults weren’t paying attention, and never came back.
“Before he died, Rong-ge treasured Xiao Yi the most.” Zong Baiyan was anxious, but also self-deprecating. “He won’t worry about me now, but he will definitely worry about Xiao Yi.”
Zong Keyan assured, “Ge, the police are already looking for him. I’ll make sure people keep an eye on the news.”
Zong Baiyan’s reply was still soft and weak.
It wasn’t until after Zong Keyan turned back three times and then left the cemetery that Zong Baiyan’s legs suddenly weakened, and the 1.8-meter-tall man fell down.
His knees and wrists scraped against the concrete, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. He crawled toward the cold tombstone and leaned against it without saying a word.
One second, two seconds, three seconds—
Zong Baiyan suddenly shed a tear. He cried silently, but hysterically tore apart.
As an art professor, Xu Rong had pointed out a student’s plagiarism a year ago and was framed for his death by biased parties.
Even though Zong Baiyan immediately used his connections to clarify things, the malice brought about by cyberbullying still destroyed his gentle lover.
Xu Rong suffered from severe depression. Day after day, as they accompanied each other and lived together, the other’s emotions and suspicions gradually and uncontrollably escalated.
Zong Baiyan knew that his lover was ill, so after every unwarranted dispute, he always tried his best to provide guidance, to accompany him and apologize to him.
But people’s emotions were not rubber bands that could be stretched indefinitely. Sooner or later, they would break—
Zong Baiyan still remembered the last time the two saw each other.
That day, in order to catch up on the work he had fallen behind on, he worked all night to complete a merger and acquisition plan with his employees. Due to his excessive fatigue, he had to ask a friend to help drive him back.
Unexpectedly, this scene fell into Xu Rong’s eyes and became the evidence that he had stayed away from home all night and even cheated on him.
Zong Baiyan had originally believed that no one could shake the love between the two, but then he heard Xu Rong’s baseless suspicions that day.
He was already suffering a headache from staying up all night, and a fuse was finally lit deep in his heart.
The two began the most intense fight in their history. In a fit of anger, Zong Baiyan impulsively replied—
“Yes! It’s just what you think! If you feel you can’t live with me anymore, then I’ll just leave!”
Then, he left Xu Rong and slammed the door.
In fact, Zong Baiyan already regretted it within five minutes of leaving the house, but his body and spirit were completely exhausted. He still didn’t look back.
He wanted to find a place to take a short rest and wait until he calmed down a little before going home to solve this problem.
But Zong Baiyan didn’t expect that although he had been cruel, Xu Rong would be even crueler than him.
Throughout this week, whenever Zong Baiyan closed his eyes, he would see Xu Rong covered in blood.
The other party stood a few steps away from him and refused to let him get close. Instead, he bled everywhere and cried—
“Why did you say you loved me?”
“Why did you lie to me!”
“Why don’t you want me?”
Every time Zong Baiyan thought about it, that Xu Rong was full of disappointment in their love and even ended his life in despair, Zong Baiyan wanted to pay for it with his own life.
“…….”
Zong Baiyan took the utility knife out of his pocket. There were still some blood stains on it that were difficult to clean off. It was the same knife that Xu Rong had used before he died.
It was already dark. The lights around the cemetery had gone out, shrouding Zong Baiyan in loneliness.
He kissed the black and white photo on the tombstone and hugged it tightly. “Rong-ge, please wait for me. When I find Xiao Yi and get him settled, I’ll come and find you.”
When the time came, he would never hurt him again.
Zong Baiyan hugged the tombstone and closed his eyes, imagining that his lover was still warm in his arms. In the end, he couldn’t resist the fatigue of the past few days, and fell asleep.
. . . . . . .
Everything in the dream was clear but chaotic.
There was Zong Baiyan’s first encounter with Xu Rong when he was twenty years old, his persistent pursuit of Xu Rong, his excitement when Xu Rong agreed to date him, and the small disputes they had when the relationship was new.
From being young and ignorant, to growing up in the name of love.
From being sweethearts to falling in love, from getting married to adopting a child. Their happiness never stopped, but was unexpectedly broken.
At the end of the dream, his lover was still covered in blood, moving away from him and disappearing little by little.
Zong Baiyan felt overwhelmed by the grief covering his entire being, and found it difficult to breathe. He finally broke through the invisible restraints on his feet and rushed to grab those warm hands.
“I’ve got you! Please, don’t go!”
“Rong-ge!”
“— Don’t go!”
Zong Baiyan suddenly awoke and sat up in bed. His head was still dizzy, but his eyes had already begun to take in everything around him.
The “warmth” clenched in his hand came from the quilt, dyed dark blue. The print and dyeing pattern on it was designed by Xu Rong himself.
This used to be the other party’s favorite set of bedding, but a year ago, they threw them away completely due to the holes they tore in it.
Why was it still here?
Zong Baiyan looked at the layout of the master bedroom. Everything was familiar, yet different.
It was familiar because these were the decorations they had arranged before, but it was different in that this was not recent.
The scent of breakfast filled the air.
Zong Baiyan rushed out of bed in disbelief, opened the door, and pointed his gaze in the direction of the kitchen—
The sunlight outside the house shone through the window.
Xu Rong wore simple white pajamas and was concentrating on stirring the soup that had just been taken off the stove. Even though it was just a side profile, there was still a gentle smile that others could not touch.
“…….”
Zong Baiyan didn’t realize that his breath was shaking. When he was able to react again, he rushed into the kitchen faster than he ever had in his life.
Because he was running too fast, he also hit the vertical wheeled trolley, and the bags of food on it scattered onto the ground.
When Xu Rong heard the noise and turned around, he was embraced tightly by Zong Baiyan, so hard that it seemed as if his bones and blood would melt before he gave up.
“Rong-ge.”
The loved one he thought he would never have again was warm and alive.
The emotions that had not been completely vented in the past few days completely broke out at this moment. Zong Baiyan held his lost lover and cried heartbreakingly without composure.
Xu Rong was frightened by his sudden collapse. With difficulty, he took out a restrained hand and patted the back of his lover’s head to comfort him. “What is this? W-Why are you crying like this?”
After knowing each other for nearly ten years, Zong Baiyan had rarely shed tears, and Xu Rong’s deepest impressions of it had only happened twice—
One time was when they had a fight when they first started dating, and the other party deliberately pretended to be a bullied puppy to coax him into relenting and reconciling; the other time was after he successfully proposed to him, and his lover hugged him and choked up when he spoke a few words.
But there had never been a time when his lover broke down crying like this.
Seeing that his coaxing didn’t work, Xu Rong had no choice but to change his approach and say with red ears, “Husband, what happened? You’re hugging me so tightly that I can’t breathe. It’s uncomfortable.”
When Zong Baiyan heard this, he immediately regained some clarity after crying. He relaxed his embrace and touched Xu Rong with trembling fingertips from his eyebrows to the tip of his nose, and then to his lips.
Xu Rong used his peripheral vision to confirm that their child hadn’t come into the room, and then kissed Zong Baiyan’s fingertips with gentle restraint.
“What’s wrong? Crying like a child early in the morning, aren’t you afraid that Xiao Yi will come out later and laugh at you?”
Zong Baiyan hugged the person in front of him again, with the grievance and fear of regaining something once lost. “I had a nightmare. I dreamed that you didn’t want me anymore.”
“Nonsense.”
Xu Rong patted his head, dumbfounded. “A nightmare frightened you to this extent?”
Zong Baiyan took two deep breaths and said, “Rong-ge.”
Xu Rong continued to comfort him, “I’m here. Dreams and reality are opposites. Don’t be afraid, I’m not going anywhere.”
“En.”
“I’ll accompany you back to the bedroom to wash up first. If Xiao Yi sees you like this later, your image as a father will be gone.”
“En.”
Xu Rong withdrew from the hug and took the initiative to hold Zong Baiyan’s hand. He felt as if he was seeing his lover in his twenties again, a little childish, and making him worry on occasion.
. . . . . . .
Zong Baiyan put himself together as soon as possible, pulled Xu Rong back onto the bed in the master bedroom, and hugged him again face to face.
He was even clingier than before.
Xu Rong was helpless but indulgent, and asked, “Are you feeling better now?”
Zong Baiyan silently came to terms with everything in front of him, feeling both scared and happy.
He was afraid that it was just another dream, but even more grateful that if it was true, he still had a chance to undo everything that hadn’t happened yet.
“Rong-ge.”
“En?”
“I’m not dreaming, am I?”
“How long have you been awake for? Can you still be dreaming?” Xu Rong smiled at him.
Zong Baiyan drew closer and continued his previous good habits. “Then, you still haven’t given me a good morning kiss today.”
Xu Rong kissed his lips. “Good morning. Like this?”
Zong Baiyan shook his head, acting coquettish in a way that only the other party could understand. “I’m still a little scared.”
Xu Rong knew that his lover was doing this on purpose, but he still kissed him again. “What about this? Better?”
Zong Baiyan still had a craving. “I still want more.”
Xu Rong didn’t give it. “You can’t have three.”
Zong Raiyan heard Xu Rong’s relaxed tone, and his heart, which had been hanging in his throat, finally fell back to where it was.
He held his lover’s hand and exhorted word by word, “Rong-ge, you have to remember that I love you very much. I only love you. Truly.”
“I know, I know you love me.”
Xu Rong didn’t deliberately ask about the “dream” that had frightened his lover, but just responded to him again and again.
“Don’t get sick.” Zong Baiyan leaned in for a kiss, and the feeling of sourness returned. “Don’t leave me.”
“I won’t leave you…..wu!”
Xu Rong’s response was blocked in his mouth, and he passively welcomed Zong Baiyan’s gentle, cherishing kiss.
The tip of that tongue probed past his lips and teeth with ease, stirring up warmth and moisture from shallow to deep, and became extremely passionate.
Xu Rong was kissed until his consciousness was blurred. Half pushing and half falling on the bed, he used his remaining sanity to resist. “D-don’t, mm…..”
“Why not?”
“Xiao Yi.” Xu Rong pushed himself up and reminded him with a warm face, “Don’t you still have to send Xiao Yi to class? Stop making trouble.”
“…….”
Zong Baiyan was taken aback, and belatedly came to a realization.
Xu Rong pushed his clingy partner away and re-checked the alarm clock on the bedside table. It was already 8:30 in the morning, and there was only half an hour before class.
“Hurry up, that kitten must have fallen asleep again.”
Xu Rong quickly urged his lover to get up, and the two of them walked out of the bedroom. They glimpsed Pei Yi, who was unable to escape in time, and thus looked like a sneaky cat.
The two sides looked at each other.
Pei Yi’s face instantly flushed, and he gave himself away. “Father Yan, Father Rong, I, I didn’t see anything!”
He had woken up early and found that there was no one in the kitchen or dining room, so he thought to go to the master bedroom and knock on the door, but never expected to see through a crack in the door such a colorful and heart-racing scene!
Help!
He didn’t want to be caught and spanked!
