𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲 ♡ xiao dejun

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Leaning against the railing on the balcony, he looked below at the people going about their business. It was a tranquil day. No traffic, no loud noises. The air was still with a few clouds gathered up in the sky. A whiff of smoke escaped his lips as he turned around to head back into the house. He threw the cigarette out of the window with no care for the people below. 

At lunch, he barely touched his food. His mind was somewhere else, and even the delicious-scented foods couldn't stop him from stressing. He got out of his seat and walked away, the maid collecting the dishes and taking them away into the kitchen. 

After clearing up, the housemaid picked up her phone and dialled a number. She was growing worried for Xiaojun, and despite not being close to him, she should do something about it. Moments later, the person answered the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Yiran. It's me, Nayeon."

"Oh, Nayeon. Why are you calling me? Is there something wrong?"

"Well, yes. I think something is bothering Xiaojun..."

After talking for a while, they both hung up. Yiran stared into space, thinking about how to confront his husband. She shook her head and slipped the phone on the table, continuing with her work.

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Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, he gawked at the screen of the laptop once again. Many thoughts ran through his head as he tried to find answers to them. There were so many things that needed to be corrected, yet no way of doing it sufficiently. 

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Tossing and turning, he found himself in his darkroom, unable to sleep due to a strange discomfort he was feeling. A mysterious, slender figure crawled up on the bed from the end, slowly etching closer and closer to Xiaojun's face. Her body loomed over the sleeping male, their faces inches away. Her breath tickled the slumbering male on the neck, and soon he began to stir. The slender figure raised a bloody knife and held it up to the other's chest.