ebonymovies Chapter 581 Remember to Pay with Your Body
Chapter 581 Remember to Pay with Your Body
Lin Feng immediately stopped, closed his eyes as required by the rules, and tried his best to recall the happiest moment of his life.
It was a grand and perfect wedding, the most unforgettable and happiest moment of his life.
In the sun-drenched private garden, the wedding march played melodiously, and petals danced in the air.
The room was packed with guests, and the applause was gentle and enthusiastic. The parents' eyes were filled with tears of joy.
He wore a pristine white tuxedo and walked the red carpet at the castle five times, welcoming six of his beloved brides in succession…
Lin Feng's lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
so good.
That day, everyone was there, everyone was laughing, everyone was around him.
For the rest of my life, may every meal and every season be filled with gentleness.
Suddenly, a crack appeared in the screen.
It was as if someone had suddenly ripped a tear in the curtain, and the warm golden halo began to fade and peel away from the crack, revealing a dark and ambiguous gray underneath.
A figure squeezed through the crack—
Tang Yuan.
He was wearing a dark gray Zhongshan suit and clutching a heavy cane in his hand. The iron ring at the bottom of the cane was so bright in the sunlight that Lin Feng had to squint.
Tang Yuan's face was ashen, veins bulged on his forehead, and his eyes were almost bursting out of their sockets.
"You brat—" Tang Yuan growled, slamming his cane down on the ground with a thud.
"What a grand display! Marrying my two precious daughters wasn't enough, you want to marry four more?!"
As he spoke, he charged towards the ceremonial pavilion, his cane aimed straight for Lin Feng's groin.
"I'm going to break your legs today!"
Lin Feng froze, instinctively wanting to dodge.
But then, Purple Eyes and Phantom also emerged from the sides of the screen.
With a burst of purple light in her eyes, her phantom-like figure leaped up like a ghost, unleashing two sharp attacks straight at the six brides in their wedding dresses.
Tang Xiaofu gasped and backed away, Tang Xiaorui rushed forward to shield her sister, Xia Ning hugged Xiao Zhixia tightly, her face deathly pale, Su Wan's brows furrowed with dark energy, Leng Meng's lips pressed into a straight line, and Vivian screamed and fell to the ground...
Six white figures and two dark afterimages were intertwined.
Petals filled the air, but they turned a deep crimson color...
Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.
The corridor in front of me is still there, but it's no longer the same one.
The warm, white jade stones looked as if they had been soaked in water, with a layer of slippery bluish-gray floating on their surface. The mirror-like floor was covered with a hazy damp stain, and the reflections were blurred into a mess.
The warm light strips in the wall flickered a few times before finally going completely dark, replaced by a pale fluorescent light leaking through the cracks in the ceiling, making people's faces look bloodless.
The white roses by the corridor are still there, but the edges of the petals are starting to turn brown and curl.
Beneath that sweet floral fragrance, a musty, earthy smell slowly rises, mixed with the scent of rust and rotten wood.
Lin Feng stood in the middle of the corridor, with no end in sight.
Deep in the corridor, the fog still lingered, but it was no longer a hazy, gentle scene—the fog was murky, thick, and lingering, like something stuck in the throat that couldn't be swallowed.
He tried to take a step back, and his foot suddenly sank into the ground—
The stone slabs had somehow turned into soft, wet mud, which was up to ankle-deep.
He pulled hard, and the shoe made a muffled "plop" sound as it emerged from the mud, bringing with it a stream of foul-smelling black water.
Lin Feng's breathing became rapid.
Just then, a voice came from beside me.
Very close.
"Don't dwell on the past, and don't anticipate the future."
It's Su Wan.
Your happiness is never in the past, but only in the present.
Lin Feng suddenly stopped.
Do not dwell on the past.
No matter how beautiful those wedding scenes are, they are just a moment in the past.
At this moment, he was not in that garden, nor amidst the falling petals; he was standing in a damp, moldy underground corridor, with someone beside him calling his name.
He closed his eyes and began to slow his breathing.
Ignore Tang Yuan's cane, ignore the sudden attack from the purple-eyed phantom.
He lowered his shoulders, letting his spine relax vertebra by vertebra, and focused his attention inch by inch downwards from the top of his head...
My heartbeat gradually slowed down, and my senses began to spread outward from within my body.
First, there was my own heartbeat, steady and regular, "thump-thump-".
Then there's the temperature; the air is cool, carrying the dampness unique to the underground.
Then, there's the smell.
That cool, pleasant aroma has returned.
It has a light, refreshing sweetness.
It was Su Wan's scent.
He moved his fingers, and his fingertips touched something soft and slightly cool.
It was her hand.
She's always been there.
Lin Feng opened his eyes for the second time.
The corridor in front of us has been restored to its original state.
Beside him, Su Wan was tilting her head to look at him, a faint smile on her lips. The hand he touched did not pull back; instead, it gently flipped its wrist, its five fingers slipping between his fingers and locking.
"Are you back to your senses?" she asked.
Lin Feng didn't answer. Instead, he reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her close. He then lowered his head and kissed her lips: "Thank you, wife."
Su Wan's lips curled into a smile, a hint of mockery in her eyes: "Calculate the interest for what happened just now, and as for the principal—remember to repay it with your body."
Lin Feng: "..."
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When Lin Feng returned to dormitory number 17, the hands of the wall clock were pointing to 10:40 p.m.
Lin Feng quickly glanced at Derek's bed. The blankets and pillows were gone, leaving only the bare bed frame.
Nikolai poked half his head out from the top bunk:
"Derek and Hidetoshi Kuroki have been assigned to dormitory number 13, which just became available."
Lin Feng nodded, bent down, took off his shoes, and put them under the bed.
Wasim looked up at Lin Feng, a hint of doubt in his eyes:
"I thought you were going to stay upstairs tonight, why are you back?"
Lin Feng casually took off his coat and draped it over the edge of the bed. As he climbed into bed, he explained in a deep voice:
"Dormitory Rule Six - Before lights out each day, the roommates need to confirm something they experienced together or a work of art they watched together."
"I must participate in this rule; otherwise, my understanding will be directly contaminated."
Wasim nodded in understanding: "I see. The timing is perfect. Let's begin tonight's verification."
Lin Feng sat cross-legged under the covers and casually asked, "Have you all read 'The Three-Body Problem'?"
He didn't have much hope originally.
Nikola was alright, but Vassim was a rough-around-the-edges policeman who didn't look like a sci-fi fan. When he asked that question, he was already thinking about his next potential project.
To everyone's surprise, Wasim immediately nodded: "I've seen it. I've read the first and second parts, and I've only read half of the third part."
Nikolai nodded in agreement: "I've read them all, both the Chinese and Russian versions."
Lin Feng was slightly taken aback, then nodded.
The three then began to recall and verify their memories, taking turns recounting classic scenes from the book.
Wasim's memory is clear, and his retelling of the plot and details is completely consistent with the original work, without the slightest deviation.
When it was Nikolai's turn, his weakness quietly emerged.
He spoke extremely fast, recounting the plot in a rapid-fire manner, but many key details were completely jumbled up:
Not only did it confuse the core plot of Ye Wenjie and Luo Ji, but it also got the key setting of the Trisolaran invasion wrong, making the timeline and character choices in the book all over the place.
Lin Feng and Vassim exchanged a brief glance before immediately shutting their mouths and refusing to speak.
A few seconds later, the overhead light went out with a "snap".
The entire dormitory was plunged into complete darkness.
Lin Feng lay in the darkness with his eyes open, staring at the unseen ceiling, motionless.
The loudspeaker wasn't ringing, and the vents weren't making any noise.
Sure enough, the cycle happened every two days—his deduction was correct.