The Nightmare Experience of a Useless Person

"You can leave, I don't need you anymore."

The man, whose hands and feet were numb from tension, was kicked off the bed. He fell to the ground in pain but couldn't get up.

In the blink of an eye, the blankets flew up and wrapped around the little fox, revealing its well-defined shoulders and neck.

Even when she's angry, she's still so beautiful, Mangya thought, but didn't dare to say it.

"No, I'm very useful. You're not better yet, but I can help you. I can help you cross the Dream Boat, collect Nightmare Dreams, or I can cook for you, do your laundry, and warm your bed." Mangya lay on the ground, tilting his head back.

"It's so hot, why bother warming the bed!"

"..."

They were just lying together, their bodies still warm from each other's touch, and now their words have a flirtatious undertone.

"Get out of here! Get out of Linmengyuan! I don't want to see you."

"Get out? Getting out is impossible," Mangya thought to himself. He had made up his mind that he would never leave Bai Chan, not even in death, and that his resolve would never change.

"But, but we're already married, do you remember? Divorce is so inconvenient now, and even if we did get a divorce, there's a three-month cooling-off period!"

The pillow was thrown heavily to Mangya's feet, but the soft fabric made it barely make a sound.

"Are you still going to joke with me?" Bai Chan turned her face to the side, her eyes filled with indifference and determination.

She was really angry.

However, Mangya would not waver. He knew that Bai Chan could not let go of him. It was because of this that she was willing to deceive her best friend and strip the Nightmare Beast of its spiritual power in order to construct an illusion and secretly preserve their past.

"You still like me, don't you? Bai Chan, I like you, and I owe you something. Please, give me a chance to make it up to you!"

He knelt on the edge of the cliff, approaching little by little, the cloth beneath his knees covered in filthy dust.

"I've never liked you, give up." Bai Chan turned her head away again, hiding all her emotions.

"You never liked me? If you didn't like me, why did you cut off your tail for me? Why did you stay in this Dream Abyss for me? Why did you use your nightmare power to create that illusion?" Mangya knelt down, kneeling where Bai Chan could slap him with one hand.

"I just pity you."

"Then please show me some more pity, okay?" Mangya's voice was soft and moist, with a seductive quality. He straightened up, pulled Bai Chan's hand out from under the covers, and gently placed it in her palm.

He saw a flicker of emotion in Bai Chan's eyes; she was still the same, unchanged.

But as he pulled, the blankets almost fell off the little fox. Bai Chan pulled his hand away and slapped Mangya across the face.

Well done! How could he be pitiful if he wasn't beaten? How could he be sympathetic if he wasn't beaten? Mangya fell heavily to the ground, his bathrobe slipping off his shoulders.

This trick... works.

However... it's limited.

"Okay, then I'll give you a chance."

With a wave of the little fox's hand, bells were tied to Mangya's hands, feet, and even waist with red thread. What does this mean?

"If this bell does not ring within five days, I will allow you to serve as a lowly maid in Linmengyuan."

Then, Mangya was thrown into a dark bathroom.

She was still so soft-hearted. Mangya thought, the little fox actually offered such simple conditions. Let alone five days, even seven or ten days, he wouldn't let the bell ring even a little.

On the first day, Mangya slept against the wall all day, and nothing happened.

The next day, his lower back began to ache and his stomach began to grow hungry, but he remained in the same position, motionless.

On the third day, someone pushed open the door—it was Bai Chan! Mangya's eyes widened, but then she noticed the floral decoration between the man's brows… How long had it been? She could already summon the divine messenger. Now, Bai Chan truly didn't need him anymore…

The little fox spirit brought over the food and placed it on the ground a meter away from Mangya. Only then did Mangya understand Bai Chan's intention.

In the past, he would not have needed food, but since leaving the divine core, he has become a spirit that is neither god nor ghost, like a burning candle that is constantly being consumed. The day when the candle runs out of oil is just around the corner, and he can only rely on food to replenish his meager spiritual power.

At this moment, hunger, like a greedy venomous insect, was gnawing at his hollow inside.

But he won't move.

On the fourth day, the food was sent out exactly as it had been brought in.

On the fifth day, Mangya felt as if he had died, just like the withered old stone in Linmengyuan.

"Oh? Why aren't you eating? These are what I prepared for you. Don't you like them?" Bai Chan had arrived. He knew she was there to find an excuse to throw Mangya out.

But it's good that she's here. With her by my side, I can live in this desolate place again.

Bai Chan picked up a grape; its flesh was plump and its juice sweet—it was her favorite kind.

She placed a grape on the man's parched lips, enticing him to bite it, and sure enough, his head moved in response to her movement.

But how could Bai Chan let him off so easily? She pinched the grape, backed away, and backed away again, but the head stopped moving.

Bai Chan sat down by the pool, rolled up his sleeves, and used the grapes on his fingertips to scoop up the clear water in the bath.

"You can't go without food, but you can't go without water."

Glistening water droplets clung to the grapes, then dripped down the little fox's delicate fingers onto the water's surface, making a soft, rhythmic sound.

"Look at me, how kind and good-hearted I am! I even prepared a pool of water for you, just in case you get thirsty."

Upon hearing this, those parched lips moved slightly. "Is it okay as long as the bell doesn't ring?"

"Of course, I mean what I say."

Before the little fox could finish speaking, the man flipped over and plunged her into the water.

Instantly, water splashed everywhere, soaking their clothes and hair. In the midst of the chaos, Mangya took her hand and swallowed the grape.

The bell stopped ringing once it fell into the water...

There's nothing wrong with taking advantage of the rules, but that person brushed their lips against her fingers, the back of her hand, and stopped at her wrist, kissing her pulse.

For a subordinate to probe the thoughts of a superior is to provoke the superior. Bai Chan suppressed his wildly beating heart and withdrew his hand, landing a palm strike on Mangya.

However, she clearly didn't use much force, yet the person was thrown far away and slammed heavily against the edge of the pool.

Crimson blood rippled into vibrant red flowers in the clear pool, like the crimson sky when Mangya proposed to Bai Chan, like the red veil on the wedding night, like the red candlelight in the bridal chamber…

Bai Chan was at a loss. How could he be so weak? Even if he was no longer a god, he shouldn't have become like this after taking a single blow.

"Bai Chan, I am about to perish."

A few drops of crimson blood splashed onto his cheek with the water, standing out starkly against his fair skin.

It's true, he wasn't lying.

All the frantic heartbeats calmed down. Bai Chan pushed aside the ripples, cupped his face, and breathed a breath of spiritual energy into his parched lips.

Mangya stepped back slightly and gently touched her lips with his. "Bai Chan, from now on... I'll become your tail and stay with you, okay?"

"..."

Mangya knew that, just as Bai Chan shouldn't have fallen in love with him out of pity, she shouldn't have forgiven him out of pity either. All the pity and sob stories were useless. He would use the rest of his life and his actions to make up for his mistakes and fill the void...