bdsm-fiction Chapter 39: The Illusion Reappears
Chapter 39: The Illusion Reappears
"It seems that we need to think carefully about what we missed."
Facing the empty corridor, there was silence that was more terrifying than seeing strange creatures.
When you can see it with your eyes, at least you have a way to avoid it, but if you can't see it, you don't even know when it will find you.
Gu Chaoxi stood in the corridor and looked back and forth. For a moment, she felt that the corridor seemed to be lengthened.
Pei Yan stood in front of her with his head down, his brows furrowed, and his expression was extremely serious.
The drooping hair made his eyes and eyebrows vaguely visible.
She looked up at the ceiling and suddenly froze.
"Pei Yan, do you remember when we saw the main building of the manor outside?"
She remembered that she had not yet entered the main building. When she looked up, she saw towering sharp corners on both sides of the main building.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, there are huge windows looking up.
"Does this main building really only have three floors?"
She clearly remembered that the building was very tall, but they did not see any stairs that could lead them further up.
Perhaps awakened by her words, Pei Yan raised his eyes.
"Maybe you are right. Let's go to the first floor and take a look."
Hearing the sound, she swallowed subconsciously and felt that the inexplicable feeling of being enveloped became even stronger.
The corridor on the third floor was quiet at this time, and the footsteps of the two people did not make any sound when they landed on the carpet.
The crystal chandelier in the hall was still on, which eased some of the tension.
The two walked up the stairs to the second floor, and the doors that had been opened were now closed.
Gu Chaoxi took a step forward and walked to the corridor on the second floor. He felt something like water waves passing by in his peripheral vision.
When she looked carefully, the scene in front of her had changed.
The second floor became brighter. A door in the front was open and a dim light was coming out from inside.
She tilted her head and heard the gentle voice inside.
"Pei Yan."
Gu Chaoxi turned his head, and Pei Yan also looked in that direction.
She breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she was not the only one who could see this scene.
Both of them walked towards that direction with a heavy heart.
That's the studio.
There seemed to be wind blowing out from inside. Gu Chaoxi raised his hand to hook the hair beside his ear, walked to the door and looked inside quietly.
There was a man and a woman in the room.
The woman was wearing a white dress and was leaning against the window looking out.
I don’t know what he saw, but he suddenly took off the sun hat on his head and stretched it outside.
It was not dark outside the window, but blue sky and white clouds, and I could even see sunflowers in the distance.
A bird flapped its wings and carefully landed on the sun hat.
The little bird tilted its head and blinked its bright eyes at the woman.
On the other side, a man in a white shirt and overalls sat in front of a drawing board.
He holds a palette and a paintbrush in his hands, and describes the drawing board with his right hand.
The man's black hair hung in front of him, and there seemed to be stars in his brown eyes.
He and the woman were whispering, as if afraid of scaring the little bird.
Then, the man lowered his head and sketched carefully on the drawing board.
Pei Yan gently squeezed Gu Chaoxi's hand hanging by her side, and then she realized that Pei Yan was standing openly at the door of the room, and the person inside didn't react at all.
"This should just be an illusion."
He said softly, stepping into the room.
Just as he said, even though he walked in and stood between the man and the woman, their actions were not interrupted.
Gu Chaoxi puffed out his cheeks, feeling like he had acted a little retarded just now.
She walked in and leaned over to look behind the man.
The paintbrush was now carefully outlining the woman's features, and a pair of azure blue eyes appeared.
It turns out that the wiped-off face was so moving and beautiful.
She stood up and looked at the woman leaning against the window. She was looking at the bird with a smile on her face and tilted her head like the bird.
The word "skillful and charming" is definitely not an exaggeration to describe her.
Gu Chaoxi looked at the gradually completed painting on the drawing board, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Since they love each other, why would they do something hurtful?"
"From morning till night, love is just love."
Pei Yan looked at the sculptures on the long wooden table in the recreated studio. They were still clean and tidy, and there was even a sketchbook on top of them.
He reached out and his palm pierced through the picture album.
They have no access to these phantom things.
So he just looked at the album. It had a brown cover and a small gold-plated logo in the lower right corner.
It should be a family symbol, but I don’t know whether it represents a man or a woman.
Gu Chaoxi thought about it and felt that what Pei Yan said made sense.
Although love is beautiful, it is just love.
If something more attractive than love appears, perhaps this love at first sight will be like a passing cloud.
In fact, there is no need for wind to blow, it will disperse on its own.
The bird fluttered its wings and flew away from the woman's sun hat, and she stood up with a smile.
The man put away his paintbrush, raised his face with satisfaction and smiled at the woman.
When a canine tooth is revealed, the smile becomes three times more sincere.
Gu Chaoxi pursed his lips. It turned out that good-looking men were all good at deceiving girls.
The man moved the easel sideways toward the woman.
The woman bent over and looked at him, raising one hand to hold down her hanging hair.
They talked for a few words, the man leaned his face forward, and the woman gently pressed her cheek against hers.
"Hey, you're in love already?"
Just like watching a TV series, Gu Chaoxi gave his own evaluation.
Pei Yan laughed softly: "Not really. If they are a little bit intimate, they will use kisses to express their love."
"Oh."
She nodded. Actually she knew it, but she just wanted to complain.
After a while, the woman stood up, said something, and walked out of the studio.
Gu Chaoxi took two steps to catch up, but saw that the woman's illusion disappeared the moment she stepped out of the room.
"Morning and evening."
Pei Yan called her, and she turned around and saw the man standing up with the painting in his hand.
He seemed to be thinking about something, then his brows drooped, he put the painting back on the easel, and gently stroked the face in the painting with his fingertips.
But then, the man's eyes turned cold, as if everything that had just happened was just an act.
He took another lingering look at the portrait, then turned and walked out of the studio.
Looking at the dispersing illusion, Gu Chaoxi was shocked.
"They are all fake, they have ulterior motives!"
As she spoke, she looked at Pei Yan as if he was a scumbag, causing Pei Yan to look at her helplessly.
The illusion in the house was gradually dissipating, and in an instant it became what they saw during the day.
Before Pei Yan could say anything, Gu Chaoxi suddenly raised his hand and pressed his index finger on his lips.
"I heard a noise on the first floor!"