Twisted vines crawled across the walls of the dim room. Screaming vengeful spirits lurked beneath the bed. Ghostly creatures surrounded the room.
Ming Liwu knew that if he opened his eyes, the ghosts would bare their claws and pounce on him. But he also knew that he would never be able to open his eyes.
His eyes had been stolen.
The thief was the first ghost he had ever seen, his first playmate, the person who had tricked him into calling him big brother.
Not long after that day, he went mad.
In his hallucinations, in a room ringed by demons and ghosts, a pale, gloomy beauty sat in the very center of the bed. His long hair was disheveled, making his lips look red as blood.
His slender fingers pressed helplessly against the sheets. His exposed neck was long and graceful as a dying swan's, as if waiting to be enjoyed at any moment.
The beauty lowered his head. All the ghosts trembled with excitement, eager for him to notice them so they could pounce and devour his delicious soul, then take physical form and become even more powerful.
Instead, the beauty merely curled his lips into a faint smile, lowered his head to deliberately expose his vulnerable neck, and lightly touched his lower lip with a fingertip.
"Don't rush."
"If you make a sound while playing hide-and-seek with me,"
"you'll die."
In reality, the ghosts cowered as they watched a certain person standing outside the room, smiling gently, and the person inside.
What the hell, which side would die more painlessly here?!
When demons escaped from Dunhuang, the Anomaly Management Bureau was overwhelmed trying to deal with the crisis. Finally, one day, they brought in a top expert in the field of exorcism. He wanted no payment, only help finding two people.
The first was the child who had been avoiding him for years.
The second...
The man was tall and slender, one hand in his pocket. He wore a simple white shirt and black pants, which only made his striking figure stand out more.
The handsome man smiled gently. A blue flame burned in his hand, while countless ghosts were immobilized under his irresistible power.
"I hear someone pretended to be me, tricked my child, and stole his eyes." The man smiled, eyes crinkling. The shrieking ghosts vanished into dust with a casual gesture. His long, narrow lashes lowered, making him look exceptionally gentle.
"I'm going to find that impostor, then tear him limb from limb."
A gloomy madman x a gentle psychopath
- The bottom really is a gloomy beauty, with a genuinely extreme personality.
- The top really is endlessly tolerant, with no bottom line.
Theme: Resolve misunderstandings, get along harmoniously, and be a decent person.
