Chapter 928: Chapter 926: "Family
An only child was born, well-off family, graduated from a prestigious school, PhD in philosophy, contemporary writer.
Using the royalty from the publication of his previous book, he bought a villa in the suburbs, and his parents moved in with him.
Every year on his birthday, his mother would meticulously plan the celebration. Although his father rarely showed concern, he always took on the greatest responsibility whenever there was an unexpected event.
Yi Chen’s memory became smooth and full, yet such a life welcomed change a year ago,
At a book launch event, Yi Chen met an elegant foreign book lover. Her delicate face was like a painting, whispered gentle words touching the eardrum with the tip of the tongue, and courteous mannerisms made him fall in love at first sight.
Soon, the two fell into love and married within three months,
The strange thing was that they didn’t buy a new house,
On one hand, Jin had a good relationship with the parents and was willing to live in the villa, and if they had a baby in the future, the parents could help take care of it.
Secondly, Yi Chen was used to creating in the villa study and didn’t mind living with his parents.
Everything was so wonderful that it made Yi Chen, who was having breakfast, smile involuntarily,
Strangely, his expression was slightly stiff as if this beautiful and happy smile did not belong to him.
Just as Yi Chen finished the wontons in his bowl, he unexpectedly found a strand of hair in the soup base. In his memory, his mother was extremely meticulous, and she would not let hair fall into the bowl.
When Yi Chen stared at the strand of hair, it actually wriggled a bit.
Just as Yi Chen was about to take a closer look, his mother suddenly arrived and took the bowl away.
While washing at the sink, she gestured that Yi Chen didn’t need to help and should just return to his room to write diligently.
As Yi Chen habitually got up to go back to his room to create according to memory, the scene before him stunned him again.
In his memory, the tall figure of his father, an important pillar of the family, after eating the wontons, did not go to work directly but went behind Jin.
He reached out to grab a strand of hair and lightly licked the surface with his tongue,
Jin did not resist such behavior; she rather enjoyed it. She quickly sensed her husband’s gaze and turned to give him a gentle look, seemingly considering all this normal.
"Mom."
"Hey~ what’s up?" The mother, washing the bowls, was called by Yi Chen, turning her head, her gaze also passing by the father who was licking the hair, but she said nothing.
"Nothing."
Yi Chen just stood there until Jin slowly ate all the chaos in the bowl.
"Jin, come upstairs with me for a bit."
"Ah? Go upstairs... You usually don’t allow anyone to interrupt when you’re creating. You’re acting weird today, Yi."
"Come on."
"Okay, then carry me up!"
Jin leapt into Yi Chen’s arms, the elbow distinctly feeling the saliva left on the strands after being licked with the tongue, making one feel nauseated.
Just as Jin left the dining table, the father quickly picked up her remaining wonton bowl, drinking the soup base to the last drop, and kept licking with his tongue.
The mother barely managed to take the bowl from the father’s hands, and strangely, after washing, Jin’s tableware was separately placed in a sterilization cabinet.
As the two walked to the Second Floor, the parents stood at the stairway the whole time, watching and waiting, uncertain whether they were concerned about their son or Jin.
The study was set at the end of the Second Floor hallway, even equipped with a password lock.
The interior study was completely enclosed, without even windows, with thick black carpet on the floor, dark acoustic foam covering the walls, and air replaced by a fresh air system.
Only a notebook was placed in the deepest part, on the desk.
"Wow! Husband, so this is what your study looks like! This is my first time here; you really are someone who values privacy."
Yi Chen gently set Jin down and asked directly: "Jin, what happened just now?"
"What do you mean, what happened?"
"Your hair."
"Ah? What’s wrong with my hair? Are you talking about the morning ritual? Come on, the hair in the middle is for you to lick. Mom and Dad can only lick the sides.
Or is it that my husband specifically invited me to the study today to lick the spots you never licked before?"
As Jin spoke, she slowly retreated to the only desk in the room, seating her petite body upon it, lifting her right foot slowly, five toes gently wiggling, as though each toe grew a tiny pink-lipped mouth whispering softly:
"Go ahead and lick! Rest assured, no one has licked here yet. The other day your father wanted to, but I refused him."
Yi Chen walked over and squatted down. According to the memory in his brain, he suddenly pulled out a knife from the hidden compartment of the desk and completely severed Jin’s leg.
Then he stabbed the neck with another thrust.
Various splashes of liquid landed on the deep-colored carpet or soundproof cotton of the study. Half an hour later, Yi Chen dragged a black bag out of the study.
To avoid being discovered by his parents, he threw the bag containing the warm body parts out of the window at the end of the hallway, letting it fall into the backyard.
Unexpectedly, the bag wasn’t completely tied, and when it fell, the head inside slipped out, rolled a few times, and just happened to face Yi Chen, who was climbing out the window, its tongue even trying to kiss him.
Yi Chen quickly jumped down from the Second Floor, stomping it to pieces with one foot,
then he went to the tool shed in the backyard, found a shovel, and began digging, making a big enough hole to bury the bag inside.
The Yi Chen here was just an ordinary person, spending a full three hours to barely finish burying it, sweating profusely.
It was almost noon by the time he climbed back to the Second Floor using the windowsill on the first floor, and no sooner had his foot touched the ground than he heard his mother’s voice again.
"Yi Chen, call Jin down for lunch."
"Okay..."
Yi Chen tried to clean the mud off his shoes, wiped away his sweat, and hurried downstairs.
His father was still reading the newspaper, his eyes, however, were glancing sideways at the staircase, seemingly eager for Jin to appear.
The table was already full of various stews, fried meats, meat patties, and rib soups, with more meat than vegetables, as if the family’s meat could never be finished.
When his mother brought the last dish of braised pork, she revealed a creepy and bizarre smile, "Why hasn’t Jin come down yet?"
"She said she was too sleepy and planned to rest for a while in the study. I’ll bring her some food later..."
Knock, knock, knock~ A sudden knocking at the door interrupted Yi Chen’s words.
At that moment, through the door, Yi Chen seemed to smell the mixed scent of soil and corpse, as if he already guessed who was standing at the door.
Just as Yi Chen wanted to get up to stop it, his mother had already reached the door.
Click!
The door opened.
Jin, wearing only pajama tops, was standing at the doorway, smiling and greeting Yi Chen.
"Jin, welcome home! Come and eat."
Mother seemed not to notice anything different about Jin who had returned from outside or any contradiction with her son’s words and invited her in immediately.
The family of four began enjoying lunch,
Jin, who had just sat down, picked the largest piece from the braised pork and willingly fed it to Yi Chen beside her,
While she made this move, the parents at the table opened their mouths, yearning for the same feeding.
But Yi Chen’s thoughts weren’t on the dining table, he was sweating all over and couldn’t understand why Fu Jiang appeared.
Looking at the huge chunk of meat in front of him, he immediately recalled the cutting from hours ago, the size of the meat was about the same,
Thinking of this, he promptly got up and rushed to the bathroom, vomiting repeatedly.
Then he leaned on the sink, continuously washing his face, the young man reflected in the mirror was extremely thin, his eyes bloodshot, even feeling that there was a stench of white liquid oozing from them.
When Yi Chen finished washing and returned to the dining room,
He saw Jin feeding meat to his father, even chewing it in her mouth first, then molding it into a meatball to throw into his father’s mouth.
Every time the meatball was caught, his mother clapped along.
Intense possessiveness and killing intent immediately arose in Yi Chen’s body, he walked to the kitchen, grabbed a dinner knife, and directly stabbed it into the back of his father’s head, splattering blood all over his face.
"Ah!!!" His mother screamed furiously at the sight,
Only Jin sat in her position, smiling happily at the scene as if she was a satisfied member of the audience watching the drama unfold.
Yi Chen then came to his mother’s side, sliding the dinner knife across her neck, intending to cut the vocal cords to stop the ear-piercing scream... With excessive force, the entire head was cut off.
However,
with his mother’s head falling onto the dining table,
Yi Chen recognized the all too familiar head, and the memories covered by mucus suddenly tore open, bringing him back to that night, the blazing orphanage and the beheading of Director Cao.
The mother in front of him had the appearance of Director Cao...