Quick Wear: The Villain's Beloved

The door of the bedroom had not been opened for a whole day and night. From day to night, and then back to day, the room finally calmed down. From among the layers of curtains, a slender hand reached out and lifted the bed curtain.

Mo Chen held the extremely tired girl in his arms.

The girl had already fallen into a deep sleep, her pure and clear starry eyes slightly closed, her delicate and beautiful face still slightly flushed. The man's slender fingers gently stroked her bright red lips, his eyes full of tenderness.

He looked down again... the originally icy and jade-like body was now covered with countless marks of varying depths. The skin that seemed to be so soft that water could be squeezed out with a light pinch had been pinched heavily countless times. The purple bruises on the snow-white skin were particularly shocking and pitiful.

Mo Chen caressed the marks on her body with pity.

You have obviously reached the level of Xuan Zun, why are you so delicate?

It's just one day and one night.

Looking at the girl's peaceful sleeping face, Mo Chen's eyes were gentle and a smile appeared unconsciously in his eyes.

Suddenly, his expression froze.

Close your eyes slightly and enter into the spiritual consciousness.

In the endless sea of ​​consciousness, there was darkness. Mo Chen, dressed in a noble white robe, looked at the man opposite him who looked exactly like him but had a completely different aura. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he immediately thought of something and his eyes became cold.

"It's you."

"Why, you know I exist?"

Mo Chen curled the corners of his lips, and a sinister look flashed in his eyes.

In front of another personality, he didn't need to deliberately restrain his aura like he did in front of the girl. Now, he was full of brutality and wantonness, and his pair of dark eyes were gloomy and cruel.

"Who are you? And why are you here?"

Mo Chen said coldly.

"Heh, who am I?" Mo Chen's eyes were filled with more viciousness. He sneered, his fierce eyes seemed to want to completely destroy the man in front of him who looked exactly like him. "Theoretically, I am a second personality born because of you, but I am different from you, a piece of trash."

Once he finds a way to completely devour him, this piece of trash will never appear again.

Second personality... Mo Chen did not feel any surprise at this sentence. He already had some guesses in his mind, but the word "waste" reminded him of his childhood.

He didn't know how many times he had been punished. He remembered that the punishment was particularly severe and he was almost on the verge of death. When his consciousness was fading, he seemed to hear a voice similar to his in his mind, sneering: "You are such a useless waste. You might as well just disappear."

Later, perhaps he was lucky and survived.

He thought it was just an illusion.

Because after that time, he never heard that voice again, nor did he ever sense the existence of another personality in his body.

Until this time he jumped into the "death abyss".

He then realized that there was another person inside his body.

"What's your purpose?"

Mo Chen stared at him coldly. Ever since he noticed this, he has been trying to find a way out, but his consciousness seemed to be suppressed by something and he could not break through. He could only be trapped in this sea of ​​consciousness.

"The purpose is, of course, to replace you."

Mo Chen looked at him with contempt, without hiding his intention, "An incompetent waste who can only accept things as they come, does not deserve to live in this world."

If this piece of trash had not silently endured the endless whipping punishment, he would not have been born. However, he disdainfully let this piece of trash know of his existence and has been watching coldly from the sidelines.

As for that time when he was a child, it was only because he saw that the loser was about to die that he had to help save himself.

It was at that time that he met the people from the Demon Palace and discovered his life experience. Over the years, in order to prevent this idiot from noticing his existence, he only came out when he was in seclusion or fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Chen was silent for a moment.

For so many years, he really could not escape the control of the God.

There is no way to kill him.

"Where's Qianqian?"

He suddenly spoke.

They jumped off the cliff together that day, and then his body was taken over by the personality in front of him. I don’t know...what happened to the girl? Does she know that the person who appeared these days was not him?

"Shallow..."

A gentle smile appeared on Mo Chen's lips. Thinking of the girl, a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes, but when he looked at Mo Chen, his dark eyes flashed a little weird.

"Qianqian and I are fine. We don't need your concern."

He raised his hand and waved it gently, and pictures appeared in front of Mo Chen.

The girl applied the medicine to him carefully and lovingly. She talked about the tenderness and tenderness she felt when she was in love with him, and the scene of her completely relying on his arms...

With every picture he looked at, Mo Chen's face turned paler.

The hands hanging at his sides were clenched tightly.

Until the last scene, on the hot big bed, the absolutely beautiful girl was sleeping quietly in the man's arms, and on her snow-white skin exposed outside the quilt, purple marks were extremely obvious and dazzling...

Mo Chen's pupils suddenly shrank.

In an instant, his face turned extremely pale, and it seemed as if a heavy blow had been dealt to the depths of his mind. He didn't know whether it was the pain or something else, but he suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of suffocation in his heart, and he could hardly breathe.

Shallow...

Seeing that Mo Chen had been hit so hard that he was in a miserable state, Mo Chen's eyes flashed with viciousness and coldness. He slowly raised the corners of his lips, adding fuel to the fire.

"The person she loves is me. She was with you and close to you before, but she thought you were me. You have been distancing yourself from her and have been planning to use her since the first time you met. Do you think...she will fall in love with you?"

After he finished speaking, Mo Chen finally couldn't help but shook a little.

His body took a step back uncontrollably.

She... doesn't like him.

Even when I was with him, I just thought...he was him.

"No, she doesn't know..."

He murmured, but stopped talking halfway. What did the girl not know? Did she not know that they were two personalities, or did she not know that he wanted to use her?

There was still a glimmer of hope in Mo Chen's heart.

But this glimmer of hope was broken by Mo Chen himself.

"she knows."

Mo Chen glanced at him and spoke slowly: "Qianqian is so smart, of course she knows that we are not the same personality, and she also knows that the person she likes is me...not you."

Mo Chen's figure shook again.

Could barely stand.

Seeing that he suffered such a blow, Mo Chen was quite satisfied.

"She's mine, don't go near her again."

This is his real purpose today, to make this loser know his own limitations and not try to get close to people who don't belong to him.

Judging from the look of this useless guy, he should have achieved his goal.

Mo Chen snorted coldly and turned away.

And in the sea of ​​consciousness, the man who was originally dressed in white and noble no longer had any elegant temperament. His eyes, as vast as the night sky, had long lost all their luster, leaving only dullness, despair and brokenness.