Entering a Split Personality — Chapter 14

Cowen...was dead?

Ayr murdered him?

How could this be!

Xiao He was so astonished, he couldn't conceal the surprise in his eyes at all. “That’s impossible! You’re lying to me!”

He suddenly calmed down and withdrew a few steps. He looked straight at Lance, his eyes full of wariness and doubt.

“How incredible of you. In just a few days, you’ve already lost yourself completely to him?” Lance strode closer to him. In the dimness of night, light and shadow intertwined, and his appearance seemed a little indistinct. But his eyes were like stars in the dark night, bright and dazzling, as if they could see through his heart. He came closer, and picked up a wisp of Xiao He’s hair. He whispered next to his lips, “Little He, I’m the one who saw you first. Why do you have to like him?” 

Xiao He wanted to retreat further, but his back was already against the wall. He was pressed into the narrow space, and couldn’t move a step.

Lance’s voice was still echoing next to his ear. “Such a charming hair color, such a cute little elf. Clearly it was I who found you first, so why did he have to steal you away?”

When he realized the implication behind his words, Xiao He suddenly tensed.

Lance’s eyes flashed, and his voice abruptly lowered. “Because...he likes to take everything away from me.” 

As his words landed, he put force into his fingers, and Xiao He suddenly shuddered in pain. He looked up again, and saw a wisp of black hair fluttering between the blond elf’s fingertips.

Lance smiled sinisterly with his back against the light. “What’s mine will definitely be mine.” 

He smiled lightly, held the wisp of hair in his fingers before his lips and kissed it. Afterwards, with great care, as if he was collecting the most beautiful treasure in the world, he gently tucked it away above his heart. 

Xiao He looked at him unblinkingly, and felt that he seriously didn’t have enough brains for this.

He knew that Lance didn’t have good intentions, and he even understood that it was definitely Lance who brought Cowen into the palace last time... But he couldn’t understand what Lance’s purpose was in coming at this moment.

What exactly did he want to do? Just tell him that Cowen was dead? And he even wanted to frame Ayr, just for the sake of provoking him? 

He hadn’t finished his train of thought when Lance said, “It was him who killed Cowen. If you don’t believe me, it doesn't matter. You can see for yourself.”

As soon as Lance’s words fell, he raised his left hand slightly. A blue ball of light expanded, and an image appeared in the air.

Xiao He frowned slightly and looked up. When he saw what was in the image clearly, he felt an intense sense of suffocation.

It was a small, dim cell. Cowen was curled up in it, shivering.

Not long after, the door opened, and a silver-haired elf walked in with the moonlight, so beautiful he turned this narrow room into a paradise in the clouds.

He didn’t mind how drab and plain it was here in the slightest. He walked in slowly, as if he was walking in a gorgeous palace, elegant and mannerly, indifferent and calm.

Cowen looked up, and when he saw him, his eyes were full of shock.

Ayr walked over. His moon-silver robe caught on the thorns underneath, smoothed out the dust, and brought with it patches of sparkling starlight. 

Cowen spoke in surprise. “Your...Your Majesty.”

Ayr looked down at him from above. “Why don’t you like him?”

“He...he…” Cowen’s eyes abruptly widened, and when he realized what had happened, the depths of his eyes were full of shock and despair.

“Isn’t Dylan fine? A third-rank elf, a meritorious noble, who’s earnestly pursuing you. Why did you have to refuse him?” Ayr smiled lightly. His features were of unparalleled beauty, but his voice suddenly lowered. “Because you have someone you like, so you couldn’t accept him?”

“I truly didn’t expect that you’d be this infatuated.” Ayr grasped his chin and met his gaze. “But with you like this, it makes things difficult for me.”

Cowen had never thought he’d meet such a day. He looked at Ayr, and no matter what he wanted to say, he couldn’t form the words. He could only numbly open his mouth, unable to make a sound. 

“He likes me.” Ayr’s voice suddenly softened. His eyes held a smile, and there was tenderness at the corners of his lips. Such a passionate expression made it impossible for anyone watching to move their eyes away. 

At that moment, Cowen’s mind was blank. In all his life, the most beautiful sight he’d seen was at this instant. But at the same time, he experienced a bone-deep despair. 

Ayr’s voice sounded like it was coated with honey, pleasant to listen to, but deadly. “He’s mine, so what reason is there for you to live?”

A silver light abruptly flashed, and scarlet filled the room.

The image disappeared into the air. Xiao He couldn’t return to his senses for a long time.

Lance was all smiles. “Look, he’s not as saintly as you think.”

The beautiful young elf’s eyes were full of terror. Lance cheerfully moved closer to him and murmured, “He isn’t a god, he’s a devil.” 

Every word struck him forcefully in the heart. Xiao He felt an intense sense of suffocation, just like before, when his heart was taken out.

“What exactly do you want to do?” He couldn’t even distinguish his own voice anymore. 

Lance’s voice was low, and carried an intense, bewitching undertone. “I’ll help you, okay?”

“If he wasn’t there, you and Cowen would’ve smoothly advanced; if he wasn’t there, your lover wouldn’t have died; if he wasn’t there, you could’ve led a more beautiful life.” Lance left one last sentence in his ear. “Take revenge for Cowen. All you need to do is…”

Xiao He’s eyes suddenly widened, and his fingers started to tremble uncontrollably.

“Believe in yourself. You’re the only one who can do it.”

Lance left. Xiao He looked at the feather fluttering in his palm, and a train of thought passed quickly through his mind. 

Lance wants to kill Ayr! Lance is going to kill Ayr!

But why?

They’re obviously all Fan Shen, all…

No! Not all of them.

Xiao He took a deep breath, and he suddenly had an idea in mind. 

This might be an opportunity. This so-called cure was to treat Fan Shen. But Ayr wasn’t completely Fan Shen. If he killed Ayr, wouldn’t that destroy this personality, and successfully treat Fan Shen? 

But he...he couldn't…

Yes, he can.

Xiao He forced himself to calm down. Ayr absolutely wasn’t as good as he appeared. He was indeed very good to him, so good it exceeded his imagination...but then he turned around and ruthlessly killed his lover behind his back. 

Even though he wasn’t his real lover, Ayr had killed him without the slightest hesitation.

As for why he killed him, it was because...because…

Xiao He shook his head furiously. No matter the reason, Ayr had done something he couldn’t take back!

This was an opportunity, and he had ample justification. What’s more, this was all just a dream. All he has to do is complete the mission! As long as he kills Ayr, it’ll be over!

But…

Countless scenes flashed through Xiao He’s mind, stopping on that most unforgettable of nights.

The silver-haired elf lowered his head, and reverently kissed his beating heart. “Now, you truly do belong to me.” 

Xiao He lay in bed, and no matter what, he couldn’t shut his eyes.

He thought he’d stay up the whole night like this, but who knew that when dawn was nearing, the door would open again.

Xiao He quickly closed his eyes, and then he fell into a warm embrace.

Ayr was wearing an unlined garment, and the warmth of his body passed straight through Xiao He’s skin and into the depths of his heart. Xiao He trembled, but he forcefully steadied himself again. At a loss, he said, “Your Majesty?” 

The silver-haired elf kissed the top of his head. His voice seemed like it was immersed in the night, hoarse and indistinct. “...I had a dream. In the dream, I touched your heart.” 

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