While the previous men were filled with thoughts of affection, acting foolishly, Chu Zheng, though hating and jealous, wanted to dig out the souls of those wild men in a research lab, was shocked by the current situation.
If calculated carefully, this body belonged to the one named Yu Xi. The other men, including himself, were all outsiders. Once Yu Xi awakens and discovers their existence, he would absolutely not let them continue to exist.
Chu Zheng tried to adjust his emotions, making himself look more harmless: “Jing Jing…”
The moment he called her name, Chu Zheng realized that his beloved no longer belonged to him, having merely changed her identity – she had even changed her name!
Grievance and sadness overwhelmed his heart: “Jing Jing, do you really not want me anymore?”
Chen Jing: “…”
It’s not that she doesn’t want him, but that she can’t handle him!
Chen Jing rubbed her face, sighing wearily.
Her face was still the same, and the people were still the same. If separated, Chen Jing guaranteed she would cherish and love each of them, avoiding any tragic love.
The problem was…
Alas.
Chen Jing glanced at him, silently wiping away his tears, and then drove him out under his increasingly aggrieved and expectant gaze.
Locking the door and leaning against it, Chen Jing exhaled a long breath.
She propped her forehead, closed her eyes, focusing entirely on Dr. Wang’s face.
…She didn’t believe she couldn’t get out without Dr. Wang’s help!
Chapter 83
Chen Jing sighed.
She had used 100% concentration, almost suffocating herself. Her already weak body slumped against the door, looking like a dead fish.
What was even more infuriating was that her efforts were useless.
“Senior,” Chu Zheng called from outside, his voice suppressed, “Can’t we open the door and talk?”
“No.” Letting him in would only make her soften when he cried pitifully.
“Senior,” Chu Zheng persisted, softening his voice, his plea completely unmasked, “You keeping me outside like this really hurts me.”
Chen Jing ignored him. Let him be hurt – for future sweetness, temporary pain was bearable. Consider it tempering.
She propped her forehead, reviewing everything that had happened these past few days.
First, Jiang Dongling suddenly appeared, something both Yu Xi and Yu’s mother were aware of. Then Song Jingrong, Xu Chengan, and now Chu Zheng outside – all the targets she had previously pursued had appeared, not a single one missing.
The strange part was that except for Xu Chengan, these people seemed to have received memories from all previous encounters, including experiences of being alone with her in certain worlds.
Before this, Dr. Wang had found her and specifically warned her not to be angry.
Chen Jing now felt more helplessness and entanglement.
Thinking it through, she now had only two paths.
One: Ignore all male leads, threaten suicide to get released, then leave decisively, letting them fend for themselves and see if they could return to the real world after dying.
Two: Accept reality, carefully appease them, negotiate terms. Since they existed in a dissociative state, romantic relationships wouldn’t create complications. She’d patiently comfort and cherish them for a lifetime, waiting for Yan Yixin to be satisfied and return to the real world.
Chen Jing was hesitant.
Only the second option seemed viable.
She’d heard that dissociative disorder patients might have thoughts of killing each other to completely replace one another.
So only the second option remained.
After understanding this, Chen Jing felt entirely relaxed, consequently falling asleep sitting against the door.
Due to medication’s influence, Chen Jing slept soundly.
Soon, the window moved.
Chu Zheng gently pried open the glass, nimbly climbing in from outside.
Chu Zheng approached quietly, carefully embracing her waist and legs, princess-carrying her and gently placing her on the bed, covering her with a blanket, then tenderly kissing her forehead, nose, and lips.
Watching her sleeping face, he sighed again.
He was so angry he wanted to kill, to destroy rooms. But what good would that do?
Just look at Song Jingrong, who appeared briefly and was angered to the point of coughing blood.
Chu Zheng didn’t mind compromising.
With Chen Jing, he could do anything, endure any grievance, but one thing he couldn’t bear was her coldness, her distancing and ignoring him.
That would be terrifying.
He would completely collapse.
“What should I do?” he whispered, his nose tingling, gently resting his head on her body.
Giving up was impossible. Don’t even think about it.
But besides going with the flow, he couldn’t think of a better solution.
He still wanted to kill those wild men.
Chen Jing woke up from a nap, and as soon as she moved her hand, she touched something fluffy with a nice texture.
“Mmm…” the fluffy thing suddenly made a sound.
Chen Jing propped up her upper body and looked down, seeing the smooth Chu Zheng.
This was a habit she had spoiled him with.
Chu Zheng had pestered her for a week, using the reason that he wanted to sleep with her without any obstacles, and she had half-heartedly agreed.
How strange.
Chu Zheng felt her gaze and slowly opened his eyes: “Senior.”
His voice was soft and coy, like he was acting cute.
Chen Jing smiled at him: “Are you well-rested?”
Chu Zheng nodded, his eyes carefully explaining: “I climbed in through the window.”
Chen Jing nodded to indicate she understood: “It’s fine.”
“You’re not angry?” Chu Zheng’s pupils widened in surprise.
“Not angry.” Chen Jing rubbed his head and gave a light kiss on his forehead: “Senior was wrong just now, I apologize. Can you forgive me?
“Stop thinking nonsense,” Chen Jing interrupted him. “I’m just accepting their existence and wanting to live well, that’s all.”
Chu Zheng breathed a sigh of relief but suddenly paused: “We?”
Chen Jing hummed: “Things have come to this, so this is the only way.”
She pressed her forehead against his: “To me, each of you is important. So, get along well and don’t make things difficult for me, okay?”
Chu Zheng’s chest heaved: “I don’t like them!”
He found them disgusting!
Chen Jing raised an eyebrow, sitting up and creating distance: “Then there’s nothing to be done.”
Chu Zheng sensed something was wrong: “What do you mean?”
Chen Jing sighed: “I’m just one person, and I can’t be sliced up for you all. Dating is about mutual willingness. If you really don’t like it, senior respects that.”
Chu Zheng understood her meaning, his face turning pale: “You’re going to give up on me?”
His eyes reddened, frowning and looking at her with a stubborn, hurt gaze: “How can you do this to me?”
“Can you really say something so cruel to me?”
“Chen Jing, what do you take me for!”
He breathed heavily, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at her, throwing a series of questions without giving her a chance to respond.
Chen Jing’s eyes were complex: “There’s only one way. The rules are set. If you can’t accept it, you’ll have to quit.”
“Who says I can’t accept it?” Chu Zheng gritted his teeth.
Chen Jing’s expression softened, clearly relieved: “So you agree?”
Chu Zheng was so angry he could barely breathe, violently flipping over to pin her down and kissing her fiercely.
The man revealed a beast-like appearance of rage for the first time, fierce and savage, biting and devouring. Chen Jing tensed her feet, breathless.
Afterward, Chu Zheng’s face remained cold as he got out of bed, put on a t-shirt, and carried her to the bathroom to clean her.
If his ears weren’t turning red, Chen Jing would have absolutely believed his icy demeanor.
She shook her head and laughed, hugging his neck, feeling lazy and unwilling to move.
