Duan Chen was returning home from work when something shiny in the grass caught his eye. He picked it up.
It was an exquisite lighter, inscribed with four characters: Real Eye.
Was this a new brand?
Duan Chen gazed at the mirror-like surface that reflected his image, and the delicately carved patterns. For some reason, he felt an immediate fondness for it.
So, he put it in his pocket and brought it into the house.
Zhong Yu disliked his smoking, so a lighter was merely something to play with.
"Honey, I'm home."
Duan Chen called out from the doorway, changing into his slippers. As he did, something shimmering appeared before his eyes.
He looked closely. Zhong Yu was wearing a backless, black sequined long dress, standing right in front of him.
Zhong Yu had a good figure. Even at her age, her back was still firm with little excess flesh. Her slender neck radiated a dazzling white light. When she turned, the low-cut design beautifully accentuated her bust. Not to mention, she had her hair fully up, making her appear energetic and neat.
However, she still liked to show off her wealth. Two large diamond earrings, even indoors, refracted light.
"Do I look good?"
"Not bad, but you look more like a social queen than my wife." Duan Chen complimented his wife with a chuckle. "What are you up to?"
"Did you forget? We've booked a place at the hotel tonight to celebrate Gao Tiankai's promotion."
"Oh, right. He's become the police chief. We should definitely celebrate." Duan Chen finished changing and, as usual, prepared to give his wife an affectionate hug.
He had only taken a few steps when his trouser pocket suddenly emitted heat, making Duan Chen clench his jaw.
"Husband?"
Duan Chen endured it. "Mm, it's nothing. Why don't you go upstairs and get ready first? I'll join you shortly."
Zhong Yu suspected nothing. She pecked his cheek and swayed her hips as she went upstairs.
Once she disappeared from his sight, Duan Chen immediately took the lighter out of his pocket.
This time, he threw the lighter away.
The clean, patterned lighter clearly reflected that Duan Chen was not in a villa at all.
He was in a confined space, surrounded by arms.
Without exception, all the arms were bloody, dripping with fresh blood.
It was like a horror movie.
How could Duan Chen not be terrified?
Even more terrifying was that in his palm, there suddenly appeared several…
"Husband, come up and help me with my dress. The zipper is broken."
"Coming."
Duan Chen clenched his fist and nervously went upstairs.
He hadn't done anything wrong these past few days. Why was he suddenly encountering such a scene?
What was that just now? It was too frightening.
"Husband, can't you hurry a little?" Zhong Yu's sweet, coquettish voice echoed in the room.
Duan Chen pushed open the door in a few strides.
At that moment, Zhong Yu was standing in front of the full-length mirror, her dress completely unfastened from the upper body.
The beautiful scene in the mirror made him nervously swallow.
"What are you staring at?" Zhong Yu lightly turned around. "We're an old couple, what haven't I seen before?"
"This… this is a bit inappropriate…"
Duan Chen stammered. Her figure was truly heaven's most perfect creation, making one want to stay there forever.
No, he was clearly here, why would he say 'stay'?
Zhong Yu walked gracefully towards him, the dress sliding down her body as she moved, pooling on the floor.
She stood before Duan Chen, hooked his collar, and playfully stroked his Adam's apple.
"Tell me… will you always be with me?"
Just as he was about to say "yes," a sharp pain shot through his palm. The word "yes" turned into a single syllable, "Ah!"
He clutched his palm in pain and crouched down.
What kind of sorcery was this?
Zhong Yu rushed to check on him. To her surprise, as soon as she crouched down, she let out a cry of pain herself.
"Husband, my… my head…"
Duan Chen knew it had to be the lighter's doing. He stumbled downstairs, grabbed the lighter, and prepared to throw it outside.
A strange male voice echoed in his ear.
"Duan Chen, if you don't believe, it doesn't exist. Hurry up and remember, remember!"
Remember what?
Duan Chen listened to the voice, confused. Moreover, the tone of the voice was very… very familiar.
Just as he was putting the lighter away, the surrounding scene spun around.
It was a banquet hall. Many people were dressed in fine clothes, milling about.
Strange. Weren't they at home just now?
"Husband, what are you doing here?" Zhong Yu walked over. "Oh, I've told you countless times, this thing is very dangerous, and yet…"
"It's fine, it disappears when I put it in my pocket." Duan Chen quickly put the lighter into his pocket. "Where's Gao Tiankai? He's the star tonight."
"Over there." Zhong Yu pointed in a direction, and Duan Chen immediately went over.
As Duan Chen was catching up with Gao Tiankai, a trace of coldness flickered in Zhong Yu's eyes. She downed her wine in one gulp and strode forward.
She had to make him stay!
"Tiankai, you cracked the dismemberment case this time. You're practically the savior of Sucheng. Becoming chief is only natural." Duan Chen congratulated him sincerely. Gao Tiankai simply smiled and clinked glasses with Duan Chen.
"And you married a beautiful wife, and your daughter is so well-behaved. You're a winner in life."
"Just a small employee, just a small employee." As Duan Chen was being modest, Mi Xue'er came over, holding the arm of a strange man.
"Dad, this is my boyfriend, Qin Ze. We'll be engaged as soon as I finish high school."
Mi Xue'er held Qin Ze's arm, her head resting sweetly on his shoulder.
"Oh, little brother, you're upgrading so quickly? Haha, congratulations, congratulations."
Duan Chen responded with a smile, but his face grew paler, and sweat beaded on his forehead.
The burning sensation from the lighter grew stronger, almost as if his entire body was being roasted by flames. He figured in a few more minutes, his flesh could be dipped in sweet and sour plum sauce and eaten as crispy skin.
Even the voice was becoming clearer and more distinct.
"Don't believe it, this is all fake!"
Perhaps the heat was causing him to hallucinate. He slowly began to feel disoriented, and everything before his eyes seemed to change slightly.
When he regained his senses, he realized…
Why did these people have no faces?!
As I was suspecting, a strong, firm arm dragged me backward.
This was simply…