What is your choice? ?

You have chosen 【B. Promise to stay overnight】

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You hesitated for a while, thinking that if you didn't get a taxi for half an hour, then waiting another half hour would probably result in the same result.

At the same time, you are embarrassed to bother Director Jiang, after all, he is just the owner of the house and your employer, and they are not so close that they come to pick you up in the middle of the night.

So, you lowered your head in embarrassment and asked Ye Zi if she could take you in for a night.

"Of course," Ye Zi nodded, while leading you to the guest room, "This is my fault, you don't need to feel embarrassed."

After Ye Zi settled you in the guest room, she left silently.

Looking at the pajamas and brand new bath towels he thoughtfully prepared for you, you couldn't help but sigh again for Ye Zi's tenderness and consideration.You think that Ye Zi is the person with the highest EQ and the most appropriate way of doing things you have ever met.

It makes you want to open up to him because you know he's never going to look at you with colored eyes.

After taking a shower, you text Director Jiang, telling him that you are staying at a friend's house tonight and you may not be able to go back.Director Jiang also replied to your message immediately, asking you to rest early.

You lie on the bed, set the alarm clock on your phone, and reply to Xiao Xianrou's messages on a daily basis.

The faint smell of washing powder on the quilt makes you feel inexplicably at ease.

So after a while, you fell asleep.

The moment you become conscious, you know you are lucid dreaming again.

You subconsciously want to open your eyes, but you find that your eyes are being covered by a soft cloth.This touch is familiar to you, and you know almost instantly that it is a silk blindfold.

At the same time, your other senses gradually return to their original state.

You feel that your body has been inflicted with many different degrees of injuries. You can faintly feel the dull pain caused by being hit with a blunt instrument on your calf, the burn on your forehead, the burning pain in your chest, and There are pains, large and small, coming from other parts of the body.

What makes you even more overwhelmed is that you find that something is tightly entangled in your sensitive parts, strangling the fragile organs in front of you tightly and painfully.And a strange feeling in the back of your butt—something like the feeling you get after a day of diarrhea after eating countless unhygienic stalls.

You know that although you are always awake in the dream, you do not have any control over your body, so you can only maintain this awkward state silently, waiting for the situation to change.

"How about it, do you think I meet your requirements?" A cold voice sounded from behind you, and then a palm stretched out to the back of your head, loosening the blindfold.

The owner of this body frowned instantly because of the sudden light, and the tears that had accumulated in his eyes for a long time also suddenly flowed down.

A finger gently landed on your cheek, rubbing back and forth along your tear stains, and gradually increased the force.

You feel a sting on your cheek and know his nails must have scratched your soft cheek.

"It's okay, that's it." Your mouth moved involuntarily, and the voice in your mouth was hoarse and lazy, which inexplicably made people blush.

"Your whip is bad, but I like your skill."

The person behind you laughed softly, and walked around from behind you to in front of you.

He bent down and knelt in front of you, like an extremely devout believer, but his fingers ruthlessly rubbed the burning wound on your body, bringing you a burst of intense pain.

"It's true that I'm not skilled enough, and I will do better next time." He nodded slightly, "Then what is your answer?"

You lowered your eyes, and as expected, you couldn't see the person's face clearly.

You turned your wrist, which had been tightly bound for a long time, and then rubbed your fingers against the cheek of the man kneeling on the ground.

There was a burst of crisp laughter on your lips, "You already know my answer."

As you speak, you move your fingers away from his cheek.You slowly stood up from the chair, your knees plopped on the ground, and at the same time, the man kneeling in front of you stood up.

You raised your head and looked up at him, smiling with crooked eyebrows, "From today onwards, you are my master."

The man standing in front of you bent down, gently rubbed the top of your hair, and pressed a soft kiss on your hair.

"I'll be a good master, but before that I need you to perform the ritual."

"Of course." You heard yourself reply obediently, "This is your right."

He smiled, then turned you around.

You get down on your knees and lean back slightly.I saw a black camera in front of me, and the red light on the top showed that the camera was always on.

It faithfully records everything that just happened.

"You...!" You said angrily, your eyes widened in disbelief, "You actually recorded the video before I even said yes?"

Someone who came picked up your chin, stared at you for a while, and then slapped you hard.

You only felt a buzzing in your ears, and your whole head was slapped aside by this slap.

"Pay attention to your attitude. I don't think you have the right to question any of my actions now." He pinched the ends of your hair, and then rubbed your slightly swollen right cheek. "Things that would have happened in the first place, it's just one step earlier. Don't be a whore and set up a memorial archway again."

A kind of strong resentment and unwillingness surged from the bottom of your heart, but you didn't immediately refute his words, but apologized to him calmly.

He smiled again, and praised you for being a good dog, professional and knowledgeable.

He took a few steps towards the camera and pressed a few keys.

"Let's enter the formal ceremony. I'm generally interested in taking photos, and this can be regarded as a contract between the two parties." While adjusting the height of the tripod, he said, "I trust your performance in the video, but I don't believe you. Knowing all too well how well you can perform in a photo."

You silently hooked the corners of your mouth, revealing an invisible sneer, but the tone in your mouth was very submissive, as if you were stating a fact, "Acting is more difficult than taking pictures."

"Really?" The other party asked casually, "Maybe because you are an actor and know the difficulties of acting, but don't underestimate the simple filming."

Having said that, he suddenly paused, with a subtle smile on his face.

"By the way, I plan to send the video just now to someone—is it your stepfather or your childhood sweetheart?"

You opened your eyes suddenly, and jumped out of the bed.

You panted, your right hand tremblingly touched your thumping chest.

When consciousness is completely separated from that body, you experience an intense emotion that you have never experienced before.

That is fear, bewilderment, anger, disgust, bitterness...

Too many intricate emotions are intertwined with each other, like a paste that has been added with countless colors, muddy, and like a mass of spiritual pollution like substance.

You feel that although it is only a moment to get in touch with that mass of emotions, you still feel a pain in your head that your brain is about to burst out from such a huge amount of information.

What exactly is that?

Even when you wake up, you feel that your consciousness is still in the shock of that moment.

You can't imagine how complicated and heavy emotions that body carries.

——That is a feeling that you will never experience in your life, nor do you want to experience it.

You wiped the cold sweat from your forehead, and you no longer felt sleepy, for fear that you would return to that body just now when you fell asleep.

So you rolled out of bed, took your phone and walked out of the room.

The cold wind in the middle of the night was icy and biting, you glanced at the time on the screen of your phone, and sure enough, it was still early in the morning, it was only past three o'clock in the middle of the night.

You don't want to be wandering around someone's house without feeling sleepy.So you go to the living room, wanting to say that the living room is the least private place in the whole house, Ye Zi should not mind you standing in the living room for a while.

However, when you passed the living room, you found a familiar figure from the balcony.

——That is the leaf.He was clearly not asleep either.

You stopped involuntarily and breathed lightly, even though you knew that outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the leaf carrying you could not immediately discover your existence.

I saw Ye Zi touching his cheek slightly, and a long wisp of smoke poured out from his slightly parted lips.You can't see his expression clearly, but somehow feel that his back is bleak and lonely, which makes you curious and at the same time a little incomprehensible.

At this point, you decide—

[A. Approaching quietly, scaring Ye Zi]

【B. Knock on the floor-to-ceiling window calmly】

[C. Go back to the room silently, pretending not to see him]

【D. Go to the living room silently, pretending not to see】