The Spirit World

Chapter 273: Sleeping with the Stars and the Moon
It's too dull, too imaginative, too real. The door between ideal and reality locks up countless fears in my heart.

Past, present, Future.

Do dreams that are both illusory and real still exist?

【Please come with me and escape from this worldly dream. 】

There is not a huge difference between being in a coma and being dead, Colin Kletcher always thinks, it would be nice if he could stay in a coma forever, not sleep, but coma.

Because you will always dream when you sleep, and when you dream, you will be trapped in it uncontrollably.

The death of her father was the root cause of the family's breakdown, and she and her mother were not ready for it.

"Miss Colin, this is the third visitor today. If necessary..."

The maid arranged a whole set of elegant clothes and placed them on the table. Perhaps she knew Colin's pain.

Colin covered her face, her little finger scratching her forehead, which was too out of place with the other four fingers. She couldn't scratch any mark on this heavily made-up face, which was the hard work of the maid, but she was in so much pain that her hands kept shaking.

This is a beautiful makeup that must leave a good impression on the "visitor". When she gets married, these beautiful things will be painted on her face again, no matter who the groom is, whether it is the visitor yesterday, the day after tomorrow, or today.

"I see."

She didn't cry, at least not now, because when she woke up from her dream every day, her tears had already dried up.

She answered briefly because her voice had to remain clear so that the visitor would know that marrying such an elegant and calm young beauty would be prestigious and could be presented on important occasions.

Regardless, her heart is dead.

"You lowly thing! Still crying!"

A voice followed by the sharp sound of high heels rushed into the room, the vermilion door slammed, and an ugly old woman stared at her viciously with her rat eyes surrounded by white ash.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at her, as if he was holding a sword against her neck!

"If you mess things up again, you little bitch, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Viscount Masonanli paid a large sum of money to see you!"

Her voice was so sharp and piercing, like scratching holes on glass!

"If you become his wife, I guarantee you will live a life of wealth and glory! How many little girls can't even dream of this opportunity!"

"You're such a bargain, you bitch!"

Her words were so fierce that it was like saliva was being poured out and sprinkled on people.

"Don't be ungrateful! Your dad died early, and your mom went crazy, so you have to let us, Claychel, support a useless piece of trash like you! Bitch!"

She wanted to pull the dust off the wall and throw it at Colin. She couldn't let Colin get hurt, as it would leave scars. Because Colin's portrait was favored by the distinguished Viscount again today, her perfect body and beautiful age were very attractive to Viscount Masonanli and other admirers.

It's simply,

A creation from heaven!

And only Colin Kretschler, the poor woman who could only be forced to stretch her body to be painted by the painter, had her shame and resentment transformed into glaring fangs.

But the fang had been broken off, and rotten blood was flowing out, which could only make people cry.

“Those originally belonged to me.”

Colin listened to the curses with gritted teeth. This sarcastic woman was once her aunt who always smiled when she saw her, when her father was still around, and only when her father was still around.

"What did you say? You bitch! You eat my food and use my things, and I'm kind enough to help you plan your second half of life and find a good husband!"

"You ungrateful bitch, you shameless thing!"

His aunt yelled loudly, but despite this, Colin had no choice but to endure it.

She couldn't escape. During those years, she had been thinking about escaping all the time. It was also during the first few years that she was still young, and she would be caught by the guards and beaten before she could run a few hundred meters.

When she gets older, she will look like this.

Maybe she wanted to end it all, but this time she was imprisoned and in excruciating pain, and no one could save her.

My aunt is a kind of adult. In the eyes of adults, perhaps shame is not an important thing. It is not important to themselves, but very important to others. This does not require any explanation or refutation. As long as it exists, they will think it is right.

"It originally belonged to me..."

She shouted weakly... She seemed worried about being heard, but she had to reject her aunt's insults and ridicule.

But this was still heard, and the verbal abuse escalated without reservation. She just couldn't listen to it anymore. She almost wanted to stand up in anger, but she could only tremble.

Between patience and pity, she took them all in her bag, but she could only tremble in terror and was unable to get up.

The maid stood by without saying a word. She was not a statue, but she could only listen to the bitch again and again and the madness of the unreasonable adult.

Are adults always like this?
Maybe not, but adults are divided into too many categories, and Colin's aunt belongs to the difficult category. Her mouth will not stop shooting poisonous arrows that hurt others, and her pitiful compassion will never stop.

It was just that little bit of compassion, so small that it made Colin feel that her aunt really wanted to find a good husband and a good home for her.

A husband who was aroused by the body she was forced to display and wanted to marry her?

After seeing her pitiful portrait of her naked body, which she tried to cover up but couldn't, and which horribly shamed her, he wanted to marry her...what would be her fate?
Humph, how ridiculous.

"Put on your clothes, bitch!"

The aunt roared these words, and along with the vermilion door, she slammed her threat into Colin's face.

My aunt's high heels were getting farther and farther away. She covered her face and grabbed her face with her hands, which were shaking like a blade. If possible, she could easily destroy herself.

Destroy this one, smeared all over the pitiful face.

But, what does she have left?

Maybe things will turn around?

perhaps……

Maybe my life...

Maybe my destiny...

Will it really change because of this Viscount whom he has not yet met?
A...slut?
Do not! !

Do not! !

You are still deceiving yourself!
Colin Kretschler! You are still deceiving yourself!

You haven't even seen his face!

The abyss of fear pulled Colin closer and closer. At the edge of the abyss, Colin's feet were shaking uncontrollably. She thought that she could really jump into the abyss to change everything.

Will her fate really change by jumping into the abyss?

The answer, she knew within the next hour. It was impossible.

Viscount Massonanelli was an absolute fat man and an absolute pervert. He had twenty-one wives and concubines, and each of them was tortured.

Of course, this was not known until a day later.

My aunt received more money and gems from Viscount Massonelli than any other competitor. Massonelli didn't care whether Colin was tied up and carried onto the carriage, or whether there was another crying cat corpse.

He didn't even come to meet Colin, but used a portrait that looked exactly like Colin.

The obese body was lying on the couch that symbolized the title of nobility, with a pitiful rose hanging under his pig-like nose. He seemed to be kissing the flower, but Colin really couldn't imagine what kind of painter would be willing to depict this picture.

This made her feel sick, and whenever she thought of Masonanli, she felt that crying alone would not be enough to help her get relief.

Is there anything more terrifying than this?

She must...

She must...she must!
"Dear~ baby~" Masonanli looked at the tied-up Colin being placed on the big bed covered with flowers. He was so excited that he couldn't express it in words. His saliva flowed onto the bed first.

"My beloved~baby~"

His hands were shaking, too, as were his horrible white fat.

Colin looked at her in horror. The blood-red dress was entangled around her body. Her bound hands tried again and again to pull free from the ropes. She screamed in pain from her blocked throat.

Her feet used the soft mattress to push out the ropes that bound her.

But this rope seemed to hook her neck, lifting her fate up, causing hot tears to flow from her terrified eyes.

"Don't be afraid, little kitty~Don't be afraid."

Masonanli took off his shirt and grabbed Colin's ankle with his right hand. The scarlet skirt moved down from her ankles, revealing her snow-white thighs.

"I will love you well~"

He panted and grunted, taking off his belt like a pig.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid~ After tonight, you will never forget it~"

Masonanli licked his lips, hummed and breathed, then slowly raised his hand.

"I will be fine~ah~"

"Ah~"

"I love you so much~"

Colin was horrified to feel the breathing so close to him, and he felt such a hot and wet lust!

It was hot and terrifying, making Masonanli as terrifying as a human-sized wild boar!
Colin...

Her eyes were bloodshot to express her hideousness, her whole body was trembling violently to express her terror, and her heart was beating wildly to express her fear!
Colin!

Colin Kretschler!

Colin!

Colin Kretschler!!
Colin's mind suddenly imagined everything that might happen next!
everything!
They are all so scary!
No! No! No!
Colin!

Colin Kretschler!

Colin! Klechelle!!!
asshole!

asshole! !
asshole! ! !

Hand! Please, at this time! Do something for me!
Hands! Please, at this time! For your body! Do something!
Hand! Hand! Hand!
Water, a clear stream of water flowed beside Colin's hand, and it cut the rope the moment it touched Colin's thigh in Masonanli!
Is this the miracle she has been praying for?

"Run! Kid!"

A voice, shouting loudly outside the door!

She was a young-looking woman...

Run! Colin Kretschler!
Another stream of water quickly cut the ropes on his feet, and Colin obeyed the shouting request at this moment.

Her mind went blank, and she was thinking about using all her strength to punch out with all her might!
But when she gritted her teeth and tried to raise her willow-like arm, Masonanli's fat hand grabbed her wrist roughly and greedily touched her arm along the smooth wrist.

"Hahahaha~ You're so cute~"

Masonanli licked her wrist with his tongue ferociously, and his obscene laughter made Colin feel cold.

As a viscount, Masonanli's strength is evident. If this water flow that can cut the rope could hurt Masonanli, the woman who was rescuing him outside the door would have done so long ago.

But it just seemed to add a different kind of interest to Masonanli.

Colin was stunned suddenly and kicked Masonanli's head hard with his foot, but Masonanli laughed crazily again. The grin after having succeeded in catching his prey made the fat on his body dance wildly.

Masonanli once again grabbed Colin's delicate ankle and moved his hand up and down along her ankle.

His extremely vulgar arrogance made his laughter even more excited.

Come quickly...save me...

Colin was at a loss as he twisted his body and struggled. There was nothing he could grab, nothing he could kick, nothing he could hate!

Someone, help me!

Do not!
no no! !
No no no! !

Please save me! Someone save me!

Please!!!
This pitiful and pleading fantasy in her mind caused her nerves to tense and struggle, and her eyes became bloodshot uncontrollably. Then, an unknown force caused her arms to become bloodshot as well.

Masonanli arrogantly reached out again to tear off Colin's bound dress. The scarlet dress was like the rotten blood flowing from her body, staining her pathetic and tiny soul.

Who is coming!

help me!
She struggled angrily, she wanted to struggle!

She wanted to struggle until she died!

She wants to die!

She wanted to transform into a ghost with this anger and resentment and die!
She was daydreaming, hoping that maybe someone would come down from the sky to save her, take her away from here, take her out of this prison on earth.

She will struggle! Struggle until the last moment!
She saw the guards detaining the woman who tried to rescue her, she saw the red lights flickering in the house, and she saw someone she had never seen before standing at the head of the bed.

The man was solemn and silent, with a black top hat covering his face and a crystal clear pocket watch closed on his chest, flashing with colorful light. A walking stick stood upright, with a dragon head on it that was ferocious and glaring, releasing a delusion that overpowered everything in the world.

In her heart, she was looking forward to...

what?
Father……

Mother……

Father……

Mother……

Father……

Mother……

Suddenly, her whole body began to bloom from a tiny point of light. At the moment when the scarlet dress was torn off, the light burst all over her body, as if vowing to swallow up everything in the world. The light turned into deep darkness, shrinking wildly and roaringly!
roar!

Masonanli's vulgarity turned into horror in an instant!

Silently, she saw filth splashing, she saw red clothes bursting, she saw night turn into day!
Without having time to think about anything, she quickly wiped away her tears, smearing them along with the dirty blood on her face. She grabbed the torn bed sheet like an ugly fleeing butterfly and stumbled towards the door.

The guard at the door was stunned, and actually watched her bump into the door, and then staggered and ran downstairs, a building she was never familiar with.

Her mind was blank, so blank that her eyes were blurry. There was only a tiny glimmer of light left to guide her to escape.

She didn't know how many doors she had passed through, how many windows she had passed, and how many strange gazes she had met.

The pursuers will arrive soon. She killed Masonanli, a distinguished viscount...

But where should she escape to?

Where can she feel at ease...

This cage of hardship made it difficult for her to breathe, and the light in the night seemed like a dream to escape from this earthly world...

Yu Su’s character is poorly written... Of course, you may not see that I am trying to reduce her “queen style” and make her more likable, otherwise it will affect the likability of another character, Lin’er... They are related to each other, which gives me a headache.

This chapter is also very good, it’s worth reading.

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