Chapter 14: A Seemingly Harmonious Mother and Daughter
Chapter 14: A Seemingly Harmonious Mother and Daughter
"What's this? Are you mesmerized by how beautiful you've become?"
Looking at her daughter's eyes through the mirror, though they appeared dull and lifeless, seeing those familiar features again made White Xue Rou unconcerned about such details. She couldn't contain herself any longer and crouched down to nuzzle against that beautiful face.
"I told you, didn't I? When An'an grows up, she'd definitely be more beautiful than me. I wasn't lying, was I?"
White Xue Rou pressed her face against White An'an's, as if making a comparison, deliberately mimicking the same expression.
Indeed, White An'an's beauty now far surpassed White Xue Rou's. Whether in terms of temperament or from any angle, if White Xue Rou possessed the most beautiful features a normal human could have, then the current White An'an had a divine beauty that only a goddess would possess.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her the most beautiful person under the starry sky.
But White An'an didn't want this face.
She extended her slender, fair hand and tremblingly touched her face, murmuring:
"No, this isn't me..."
White An'an pinched her cheek, crystalline tears forming at the corners of her eyes. Slowly, she pressed her fingernail against her skin, then suddenly jabbed it.
A trace of fresh blood seeped from the skin. When White Xue Rou saw this, her pupils instantly contracted.
"No! This IS you! The real you!"
White Xue Rou forcefully and quickly interrupted White An'an. She pulled White An'an's hands away, her eyes growing increasingly crimson, as if she absolutely wouldn't allow anyone to damage this face.
At this moment, the way she looked at her daughter was no longer like before, but rather with a strange kind of affection—not the kind one has for a relative or a daughter...
"You mustn't treat yourself this way! There's still time... there's still time."
White Xue Rou tremblingly reached out with both hands to hold her daughter's face, muttering something incomprehensible. Soon, a red thread emerged from her fingertips and burrowed into the skin where White An'an had just scratched herself.
Then, White An'an watched in the mirror as her skin seemed to develop a consciousness of its own, reattaching itself. Her eyes filled with terror.
"Ah..."
Just as White Xue Rou had said, she really did use all these things, except for the last one. White An'an never figured out what that thing was for, even at the end.
But White An'an attributed all of this to the aftereffects of being confined for a year. After losing her sense of touch and sight, what was wrong with hugging a plush doll or dressing herself up more now that she was free?
After all, she now appeared to be a girl on the outside, so hugging dolls wasn't embarrassing. As long as she remained a man at heart!
This was how White An'an comforted herself, but whenever White Xue Rou returned early and discovered her, she would still blush and make excuses for herself.
During this time, White An'an felt that White Xue Rou had truly reverted to how she was when she first brought her here—a gentle and beautiful mother, with her as the obedient and sensible daughter.
But whenever White An'an developed such thoughts, her white-haired, blue-eyed reflection in the mirror constantly reminded her:
White Xue Rou was not a gentle and caring mother but a terrifying witch, and she was not some sensible daughter.
White An'an still remembered that what she wanted most now was not to be close to White Xue Rou, but to find a way to contact Gu Xue.
Although she was currently in the tiger's den, she would eventually get out. Before then, she wanted to ensure that people outside hadn't forgotten about her.
To contact Gu Xue, she needed contact information and an electronic device. The contact information was relatively simple; during these peaceful days, White An'an had already obtained the phone number Gu Xue had left for her through sister Yan.
But getting an electronic device that could contact the outside world was more difficult. Through her observations over these days, White An'an learned that apart from White Xue Rou's phone, there was no second device in the entire manor that could connect with the outside world. The television couldn't, and sister Yan didn't have a second phone.
White An'an had previously directly asked White Xue Rou for her phone, saying she wanted to chat with friends. But when she mentioned Gu Xue's name, White Xue Rou's expression would become terrifying, making her afraid to ask again.
It was strange, since there had been no reaction when she had directly asked for Xue Xue's phone number before...
But this couldn't stop White An'an, who had the mental age of twenty-four. She would act coquettishly in White Xue Rou's arms every day, saying she wanted to use the phone to watch movies. However, White Xue Rou was quick, unlocking the phone so fast that she couldn't even see clearly.
Finally, after enduring several days of watching embarrassing movies as the price, she managed to memorize White Xue Rou's phone password digit by digit.
Next, she only needed to find an appropriate opportunity to steal White Xue Rou's phone.
Once she got the phone, she could not only contact Gu Xue but might even be able to call the police!
Though White An'an showed no signs of wanting to escape, in her heart, she had wanted to flee from this witch of a mother since the first day she was released.
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