This Damned Thirst for Survival

Chapter 164 - Fall into hell with me

Jiang Luo is relieved when the lift door closes.

Yet the thought of a Chi You coming out of his illusion made his mood subtle again.

How does ...... put it.

Why is it Chi You?

In the case of Wen Renlian, Kuang Zheng and Ye Xun, the illusion manifests itself as a psychological response.

Jiang Luo is beginning to doubt himself.

I don't really have the deepest fears and desires for Chi You, do I?

Jiang Luo's head was tingling with wonder again when he said yes. If he hadn't, then why had he seen a badly injured Chi You?

Or is Jiang Luo actually a pervert who likes to see a handsome man like Chi You in a state of near death?

...... can't be right.

Jiang Luo couldn't tell how he felt, and before he could compose himself, the lift reached the eighteenth floor.

Another line appeared on the lift door: [Please change into the clothes you have selected in the mall on the ground floor].

The dark-haired beauty inside the lift raised an eyebrow and asked rhetorically, "Now?"

The line slowly dissipates and the lift stops but the doors do not open, apparently waiting for Jiang Luo to change into his clothes.

Jiang Luo took the clothes out of the shopping bag and looked at the clothes that were obviously worth a lot of money but were sold to him for a thousand dollars, and the vague feeling he had earlier became a reality.

The more he thinks about it, the more likely it is that Jiang Luo is frowning, a real turn-off.

He tossed his new clothes on the bag and removed his upper garment with a flourish. Jiang Luo seems to be aware of this as his head turns sideways to look upwards, the corners of his eyes lifting to glance over the camera, and he suddenly throws his shirt over the camera, blocking the view of the prying eyes behind him.

"Sick."

He let out a low curse, with a touch of bafflement and annoyance, remembering again that he would have seen Chi You.

Jiang Luo sulked and quickly changed into the black suit he had purchased in the ground floor mall.

Shirt, trousers and jacket. The suit is designed to be chic and slim, and when worn it only looks slim in the waist and long in the legs. Jiang Luo stuffed the old clothes he had taken off into a shopping bag and straightened his outfit against the lift doors.

His neck lifted, he lazily straightened his hair and collar and fastened the cufflinks on his hand again. The cufflinks are a ruby, shining brightly between wrist movements.

When he had finished all his movements, Jiang Luo looked at himself admiringly for a few moments before the lift doors finally opened and a slight breeze blew Jiang Luo's hair from outside.

Jiang Luo steps out of the lift and looks out over the open-air garden on the eighteenth floor, which is built of glass.

Before you know it, the night has driven away the sunlight, and the obscure stars hang overhead in a dusty haze.

Directly in front of the view, a beautifully decorated table, lit by candlelight and decorated with gourmet food, sits in the middle of the garden.

The man who had sat at the table long ago had his arms propped up on the tabletop, his pale fingers crossed to support his chin, and the candle flame swam across his handsome face like a tailing fish from the bridge of his high nose, brightly to the corners of his lips.

"Hello again," Chi You, wearing the same striking flash of red rose cufflinks on his cufflinks, looked Jiang Luo up and down in his finery and the corners of his mouth rose as he said slowly, "Jiang Luo."

The wind whistled outside the glass ceiling and the candlelight on the table swayed, but was not blown out. The men and the candlelit dinner table, like an old castle count in the grotesque, are enough to confuse most people.

But beneath the perfect and glamorous surface lies a hideous interior.

Jiang Luo's expression changed slightly again at the sight of Chi You.

It's as if you've just masturbated to someone and then you see them in the flesh, so Jiang Luo can't even deal with Chi You with a lot of anger.

He took a faintly invisible deep breath, his eyes narrowed slightly and his lips quirked slightly as he walked gracefully to the table, "Mr. Chi's wooing tactics are a real eye-opener for me."

The dark-haired young man pulled back his chair and when he saw that there was a fragrant bouquet of roses on the seat, he raised his eyebrows and gave Chi You a smirking look before bending down to pick up the bouquet.

The body wrapped in a black suit curves into an elegant and beautiful curve. The long legs were straight and the suit trousers ironed. After bending his waist for just a moment, the dark-haired young man straightened up in a fluid motion and hung his head close to the rose for a gentle sniff.

Jiang Luo's charisma is intentional in every move, as if he is deliberately competing with the evil spirits to see who has the stronger aura and is more pleasing to the other. On the surface, he is laughing and joking, but in reality, lightning and fire crackle and intertwine.

The evil spirits were as Jiang Luo wished and his gaze was firmly hooked on him.

A smile deepens at the corners of the dark-haired youth's crimson lips, hidden by the flaming red of the roses. His black hair falls from his ears, and the contrast between black hair, white skin and red roses is so strong that it makes Jiang Luo's already flamboyant face look as luscious and fragrant as a rose.

Just looking at the image made the blood and flesh in one's chest thump uncontrollably. But the next instant, the pretty young man looked up from the flowers, frowned in displeasure, and threw the bouquet of roses on the corner of the table like a piece of rubbish.

"The smell of this flower is too strong," he teased, taking a seat and looking unpleasantly across at the suit-clad villain, "I dislike it."

The evil spirit flicked a glance at the rose, raised his eyes in mirth and looked at Jiang Luo with interest once more, "You're angry."

Jiang Luo applauded him expressionlessly, "Congratulations on your correct guess, Mr. Chi, may I offer you a reward?"

His tone was darkly mocking, and the evil spirit was deliberately inaudible in general, a vague smile hidden beneath the surface of a false gentleman, "What reward?"

Jiang Luo gave him a look that he didn't expect him to be so cheeky.

The evil spirit waited expectantly for him to make his move.

Jiang Luo sneers silently as he slowly and deliberately picks up his knife and fork and cuts into his steak. Under the table, Jiang Luo's foot slowly brushes against the evil spirit's calf.

The surprise in Chi You's eyes flickered, followed by acquiescence to the human's licentiousness.

The foot moved slowly upwards, tracing its way from calf to knee, bringing up an itch through his trousers. It's a wonderful sensation, even if Jiang Luo is careless about it, to see his apparent concentration on slicing his steak and savouring his food, and to think of the silent, seductive movement beneath the table, the contrast is easily addictive to Chi You.

He looked down to see that Jiang Luo's leg had thrust itself between his legs and was approaching his thighs.

Ambiguity accompanied by the scent of roses can almost compel one's senses.

In such a situation, how could the evil spirits not react to such a passionate move by their "lovers"?

Even if he was a ghost, before he became a ghost, he was a man.

He is also a man who has a taste for Jiang Luo.

Chi You, with a slight smile, hands on his chin and an outwardly serious look, no one would be able to tell from their appearance that there was a charming lawsuit going on beneath the dinner table.

When he was almost there, Jiang Luo touched the spot where Chi You had reacted. A sly smile flashed in his eyes as his leg suddenly tensed up and he kicked forward.

He used all his strength, and if he had delivered the kick, it would have destroyed every man. But Jiang Luo's ankle was gripped by a bony hand just as the kick was about to hit Chi You.

Jiang Luo withdrew his foot from his hand with great force and threw the knife and fork in his hand viciously at the evil spirit.

The knife and fork sliced through him like a sharp wind, and the evil spirit turned his head sideways as the knife and fork sliced through some of his hair and nailed it deep into the ground behind him.

"--buzz."

The upper half of the square inserted into the ground trembles violently.

Jiang Luo opened the door and said, "This is the world after you ruled the metaphysical world, right?"

The evil spirit is noncommittal as he stands up and walks towards the edge of the landing, Jiang Luo gets up and follows him.

Standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows and looking around, the whole city is in a state of tranquillity.

The darkness swallows the tiger and wraps itself around everything in a wide net. The doors of every house are closed, and the windows and doorways are tightly covered to keep the light out of the house. Jiang Luo could not even hear the cries of children or the noise of the roadside stalls amidst the sound of the wind.

No, it is by no means that quiet either.

For just after he had finished thinking this, a harsh scream suddenly erupted from a civilian area not far away.

"This is my world."

The evil spirit looked down comfortably, "The metaphysical world that I loathe will be ruled by me, and those who stand in my way will die one by one. The ghosts and monsters are rampaging through human society, and look how well they are getting along."

He said, "I've long said that a life of sameness is too boring."

"I will change that boredom," he turned to Jiang Luo, "don't you find such a change very pleasing?"

Jiang Luo joins him in looking down.

On the road, ghastly ghosts and ghouls lie greedily at the window of some unlucky person, courier ghosts, guide ghosts, toilet ghosts ...... One way or another, there are crises everywhere and everyone has to do battle with danger in order to stay alive.

Ghosts fight ghosts, ghosts fight men, men fight men. Ghosts will wear the skin of men, men will wear the skin of ghosts, death, defiance and blood.

It is a world where you can experience constant excitement at the edge of the boundary between life and death.

Jiang Luo cannot deny that this world of Chi You has indeed surprised him and given him an unparalleled thrill and excitement.

It made his spirit tremble with fear and love.

"I actually like the change." He said.

The evil spirit said, "I knew you'd like it."

Chi You walks up behind Jiang Luo and he seems to envelop Jiang Luo's entire body in his arms as malice encroaches upon the dark-haired youth. Holding Jiang Luo's hand, the evil spirit leads Jiang Luo to take in this bizarre and twisted world.

A low voice compelled Jiang Luo's ears, "How about releasing your own evil thoughts and becoming like me, turning reality into this?"

Join me and fall into hell.