Chapter 108: The Moment I Fell in Love, the Whole World Became My Love Rival (8)

Fu Huai had only one answer: “I do not want to be apart from you.”

Before Bai Yao could say anything, he went on in agitation, “You want to shake me off. There are those handsome young doctors and nurses at the hospital, and patients who put on a pitiful act to win sympathy. I know exactly what people like that are like. They only pretend to be harmless and use despicable tricks to seduce you!”

Bai Yao thought over everything he had done for a moment, and for an instant she truly could not tell whether the “despicable” thing he meant referred to him.

Fu Huai stood up. Though he looked slight, he was actually very tall, and when he stripped off his clothes, his body was full of strength. Now he looked down at Bai Yao sitting on the floor, and that arrogant, insolent self-importance of his came spilling out all at once.

“Bai Yao, you have to take me with you. You cannot manage without me.” He gave a few cold laughs, as if he had already seen some scheming, calculating vixen in his mind. “Only with me there will you understand just how ridiculous that group of ignorant, disgusting worms who can do nothing but make a spectacle of themselves really are.”

Bai Yao did not even lift her head. She folded her clothes and zipped up the suitcase. “I said no means no.”

His expression twisted as he shouted, “I’m going!”

Bai Yao said calmly, “If you have nowhere to go, you can stay here. I’ll leave you living expenses every month too. But accompanying me to the hospital is out of the question.”

Fu Huai clenched his fists. Biting his lip, he stared with those dark eyes of his, the gloom in them seeming as if it could turn into a blade at any moment, sharp and venomous.

He was already so angry, yet Bai Yao still would not coax him.

Fu Huai said loudly, “Then I’m running away from home!”

“Mm,” Bai Yao said.

He bit down hard on his lip and really did storm out of the bedroom, even deliberately making a racket as he opened the front door.

But all he heard from behind him was Bai Yao’s voice: “You have to come back before nine and go to sleep.”

Fu Huai snorted. “I’m not coming back!”

He stepped out of the door and instantly felt the sinister gazes hidden all around him in the dark. He froze.

At the corner of the corridor, the shadow of a white-haired boy peeked out halfway. He was tucked into the darkness, staring fixedly at the one who had stepped outside.

On the stairs, another strikingly handsome boy crouched in the gloom. The moment the person in the apartment stepped out, his gaze locked on him like poisoned steel.

Among the tree shadows beyond the window, yet another white-haired boy had both hands pressed against the glass. His eyes were like those of a beast ready to devour its prey, as though he would gladly tear apart the boy standing in the hallway and swallow him whole.

And there were others in the corner of the ceiling, behind the elevator door, inside the maintenance hatch near the pipes...

The boy standing outside swept his gaze over the surrounding shadows, the corner of his mouth curling in mockery.

At the same time, the boys all spoke at once in bitter, cutting voices: “Ugly counterfeit.”

The corridor light flickered. In the shifting light and shadow, only the outlines of several figures could be seen drawing nearer and nearer. Then came the sound of glass shattering, and the light in the corridor went out completely.

In the city’s most expensive villa district, security was excellent and privacy even better, which was why many celebrities liked to buy homes there.

Huo Zhiyuan was the second young master of the Huo family. In his youth, he had carved out a path in the entertainment industry on the strength of his naturally gifted looks. After he built a career of his own, he no longer lived in the Huo family mansion but moved into the house he had bought himself.

However, ever since the Huo family’s long-lost little princess had been found, Huo Zhiyuan had turned down many jobs and frequently returned to the Huo mansion to keep Huo Ruansoft company.

Who could say he was not a good brother?

To be exact, the Huo family’s three young masters were all good brothers. Huo Ruansoft was the family’s darling, and her favored status was famous. Huo Zhiyuan’s fans even became her fans because of him.

The trending topics on social media often featured the phrase, “I want to swap bodies with Huo Zhiyuan’s sister.”

But Huo Zhiyuan had not returned to the Huo family once in recent days, and even when he received Huo Ruansoft’s calls, he was impatient.

Huo Ruansoft felt uneasy. She kept thinking of the excessively beautiful boy she had seen that night. It seemed that ever since Huo Zhiyuan brought that homeless boy home, something about him had changed.

Huo Ruansoft stood at the door and called Huo Zhiyuan again and again, but no one answered. According to Huo Zhiyuan’s agent, he had blown off all of his appointments for the past few days. Something was terribly off.

The front door of Huo Zhiyuan’s place used a fingerprint lock, and Huo Ruansoft’s print was also on file. In order to figure out what was going on with him, she gritted her teeth and opened the door herself.

It was broad daylight, but the curtains in the house were all drawn and no lights were on, leaving the living room dim and gloomy.

“Second Brother, are you there?”

No one answered.

The house was a mess, looking as though it had not been cleaned in a very long time, and a foul smell hung thick in the air.

Faintly, Huo Ruansoft heard movement coming from the bedroom.

Carefully avoiding the clutter, she walked to the bedroom door. The closer she got, the clearer the sound became.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

It seemed to be the repeated impact of something striking the floor, each blow heavy enough to make one’s heart pound with dread.

The bedroom door was not locked. A light push opened it, and then a strong smell of blood hit her all at once.

A man in loose clothing stood there, covered head to toe in blood. Like a man possessed, he drove the knife down again and again in his hand, and with each strike, red blood sprayed out. He repeated the motion mechanically, over and over, until finally something rolled to the floor.

Huo Zhiyuan threw the knife away. He picked up the severed head from the ground and laughed crazily, speaking tenderly to it in his arms. “This way I can hide you away. You belong only to me, and no one can take you from me, no one...”

That killer... was her brother?

Huo Ruansoft shook all over. Slowly, she raised a hand and clamped it over her mouth. The bloody, horrifying scene before her kept assaulting her eyes, like a nightmare from which she would never wake.

The head in Huo Zhiyuan’s arms suddenly opened its eyes toward the doorway, revealing a dazzling smile. The tear mole at the corner of its eye moved lightly with the curve of that smile as it said, “Save me.”

Huo Ruansoft broke down and screamed, “Ah—!”

The time on Bai Yao’s phone jumped to nine o’clock at night.

After finishing her packing, Fu Huai still had not come back. She stretched and then walked out, helpless, to look for him.

How strange. The glass in the corridor had actually been smashed. She would have to mention it to property management later.

Just after Bai Yao stepped out of the apartment building, she caught the smell of something burned in the air. Following it, she saw the tall figure of a boy.

His white hair was soft, his eyes curved with amusement, and his delicate, beautiful profile was overflowing with pleasure. Staring at the flames on the ground, he hummed a tune as though waiting for a barbecue feast.

Bai Yao hurried over. “What are you doing?”

Fu Huai looked at Bai Yao with smiling eyes, took her hand, and giggled, “I’m burning trash.”

“There are people whose job it is to handle trash! What if you start a fire doing this?”

Sure enough, the old man from property management came running over. “What on earth are you doing?!”

Bai Yao had no choice but to apologize at once. Just then, whatever was in the fire finished burning, and the flames slowly died out. Bai Yao paid the cleaning staff a fee for their trouble, then quickly dragged Fu Huai back upstairs.

Once inside, she was still angry. “Are you a child? Playing with fire at your age!”

Even after being scolded, Fu Huai was still smiling. He leaned lazily against her, rubbing against her with greedy affection, breathing in the scent on her body as though he could never get enough. “Yao Yao, I want to do it with you.”

Bai Yao shoved him away with effort, then glanced at him. “When did you change clothes?”

Fu Huai was wearing a floral shirt, loose black shorts, and a pair of flip-flops. If someone said he had just come back from a beach vacation, people would believe it.

He bent down to kiss her, his laughter light and bright, but the same words kept spilling from his mouth. “Yao Yao, let’s do it.”

He murmured, “I want it, Yao Yao. I want you... give it to me.”

Taking her lips between his, he trembled all over with excitement. “Come and spoil me, spoil me hard... If it’s you, then even eating me alive would be fine.”

Bai Yao was thoroughly worn down by him and pushed him away, only for him to lean right back in again.

How had this guy gone out for a bit and come back even clingier?