The two of them walked into the elevator, chatting and laughing.
After entering the door, Meng Ruozhao rushed to change her shoes first.
It wasn't to get into the room earlier. Instead, if Pei Jiangmu changed his shoes before her, he would surely arrange her shoes for her.
She didn't want that.
Whether Pei Jiangmu really wanted to do this for her or was simply trying to curry favor with her,
she didn't want it.
Because it made him seem inferior to her.
Pei Jiangmu followed behind her. Watching her bend down to change her shoes and then casually put them into the shoe cabinet, he curved his lips.
Maybe it was because she was too happy.
As Meng Ruozhao walked inside after changing her shoes, she accidentally tripped over her own feet and almost fell.
"Be careful, sister."
Pei Jiangmu immediately reached out his hand, wrapped his arm around her waist, and smoothly pulled her back into his arms.
Meng Ruozhao's heart pounded violently due to the shock and after - fear. Her cheek inevitably pressed tightly against his chest.
Through the thin fabric of his sports T - shirt, she could even feel his slightly rapid heartbeat and scorching body temperature.
The masculine scent mixed with the faint fragrance of body wash instantly enveloped her.
A thrilling tingling sensation crept up her spine, making her forget to struggle for a moment.
Strangely enough, she should have been quite unfamiliar with this feeling, but it also felt vaguely familiar.
"Are you okay?"
Pei Jiangmu's voice sounded above her head, even more deep and hoarse than usual, with a hint of barely perceptible tension.
"I'm... I'm okay."
Meng Ruozhao came to her senses. A blush quickly spread across her face. She floundered to push him away and create some distance.
"Thank you... Otherwise, I would have really fallen."
However, her gently pushing hands seemed to disappear without a trace.
Instead of letting her go, Pei Jiangmu tightened his arm around her waist, almost crushing her into his body.
"Pei Jiangmu?"
Meng Ruozhao was a bit surprised. She pushed harder again but still couldn't move him an inch.
She looked up, trying to see his expression -
Just then.
"Pop!"
All the lights in the apartment suddenly went out, plunging the place into complete darkness.
The sudden darkness made people's senses extremely sensitive.
Meng Ruozhao felt the body holding her suddenly stiffen.
Immediately afterwards, an even stronger sense of something wrong emanated from Pei Jiangmu.
In the darkness, his gradually heavy breathing became extremely clear, even carrying a sense of... painful suppression?
"Pei Jiangmu? What's wrong with you?"
Meng Ruozhao began to feel scared and tried to break free again.
However, Pei Jiangmu seemed to be an entirely different person.
Instead of letting her go, he hugged her tighter and tighter, so tight that she could hardly breathe.
With the faint moonlight shining through the window, Meng Ruozhao could barely make out the outline of his lowered face -
His expression had completely changed.
Those clear, clean eyes that always carried a smile on weekdays now glowed with a terrifying red light in the shadow.
They were surging with chaotic and crazy emotions that she couldn't understand at all!
She had never seen Pei Jiangmu like this.
"Let go of me, Pei Jiangmu! You're hurting me."
Meng Ruozhao was truly scared. Her voice was tinged with sobs and fear.
But Pei Jiangmu seemed not to hear her voice at all and was in a state of complete loss of control.
One of his hands tightly held her waist, while the other began to tug at her clothes randomly.
Since she was going to the film set today, she was wearing a slightly loose new Chinese - style dress.
At this moment, he undid the buttons on her collar.
His burning lips landed roughly on the exposed skin of her neck and shoulders with an almost biting force, leaving a moist and slightly painful sensation.
"No... don't! Pei Jiangmu, let go. You can't do this!"
Meng Ruozhao was so frightened that her soul almost left her body. She struggled desperately but couldn't break free, even when pounding on him.
Those ambiguous dreams were now completely shattered by the cruel reality.
This was not the willing lingering in her dreams at all. This was a kind of intimacy that terrified her.
For a moment, she even began to wonder if she had let the wolf into the house.
Overwhelmed by great fear and grievance, she could no longer hold back her tears, which poured out.
Pei Jiangmu's chaotic and rough kisses happened to taste the salty tears sliding down to her lips.
The cold touch was like a bolt of lightning, suddenly striking deep into his chaotic and crazy consciousness!
His movements suddenly stopped, and he seemed to be pressed the pause button.
After a few seconds of dead silence, he seemed to finally wake up from a nightmare. He looked at Meng Ruozhao in his arms in disbelief. She was trembling all over from crying, and her clothes were in disarray.
"I'm sorry."
He squeezed out these three words from the depths of his throat. His voice was hoarse and broken beyond recognition.
Then, as if using up all his strength, he suddenly pushed her away.
Before Meng Ruozhao could react.
He staggered as if avoiding some kind of flood or fierce beast. He almost tumbled back to his room and slammed the door shut.
Meng Ruozhao slumped to the ground, still in shock and gasping for breath. Her tears kept flowing.
She was completely stunned by this sudden incident, and her mind went blank.
What should she do? Leave here? Call the police?
But... but Pei Jiangmu's state just now was obviously very abnormal...
Just as she was in a complete mess and at a loss -
"Bang - Crash!!"
A loud noise as if something had been smashed hard came from Pei Jiangmu's room.
Immediately afterwards, there was a muffled groan suppressed to the extreme and full of pain.
Meng Ruozhao's heart tightened suddenly.
Almost without any hesitation, she immediately got up from the ground and rushed towards Pei Jiangmu's door.
The door wasn't locked. She pushed it open -
The room was also completely dark.
But the moonlight was especially bright tonight. The cold and clear light shone through the window, clearly illuminating everything in the room.
Meng Ruozhao gasped in horror, and her pupils suddenly contracted.
Pei Jiangmu was sitting limply on the ground by the window. There were shattered pieces of a vase beside him.
One of his hands was tightly clutching a sharp piece of porcelain.
Scarlet blood was winding down his pale arm, a shocking sight.
And he was using that piece of porcelain to scratch new bloodstains on his own arm one by one.
As if he couldn't feel the pain.
The moonlight shone on him.
He lowered his head slightly. His messy black hair covered part of his eyebrows and eyes. The lower half of his face that was exposed was tense. His lips were deathly pale, and there was even a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
It seemed that he had bitten his lips when enduring great pain.
The contrast between the blood and his pale skin created an almost demonic and cruel beauty.
He was completely immersed in a state of extreme pain and self - loathing.
He was as fragmented as the morning mist that would dissipate the next second, yet as paranoid and crazy as a Shura climbing out of hell.
He murmured to himself. His voice was hoarse and indistinct, but every word hit Meng Ruozhao's ears clearly.
"Can't... can't scare Zhaozhao..."
"Damn it... I'm damned..."
"Control myself... must control myself..."