After dinner ended, just like the day before, Dad helped Mom clear the table and wash the dishes, leaving no opportunity for Yang Haoran to show off. He had no choice but to return to his own room.
Time flowed by silently like a stream… until the clock struck midnight.
Outside the window, everything was pitch black. Further in the distance, the neon lights of tall buildings shimmered, like countless stars converging into a dazzling ribbon of color, illuminating the entire city.
And in this quiet, dark corner, a shadowy figure stealthily pushed open a door. Using the light from his phone, he carefully made his way across the hallway to the door of the master bedroom on the second floor.
Yang Haoran twisted the doorknob like a thief. To his delight, the door wasn’t locked. He opened it without a sound, and the scene that met his eyes stunned him.
Liu Ruoxi, unable to sleep due to her troubled feelings about deceiving her husband, stood alone by the window, calmly gazing at the bright moon hanging high in the distant sky.
Theηζ΄ (bright and clear) moonlight bathed her face. Her stunning features were as serene as a tranquil lake, her skin fair as jade, like porcelain emitting a faint, cool glow. Silently, she exuded an aura of detachment and refined elegance, as if removed from the mundane world.
She resembled a celestial fairy who had accidentally fallen to the mortal realmβethereal, sublime, and utterly untainted by worldly dust!
Yang Haoran was awestruck by this incredibly beautiful scene; for a moment, he almost thought his mother was about to ride the ethereal moonlight and float away.
“Come here.”
Liu Ruoxi didn’t turn to look at her son. Opening a door in front of someone who was clearly awake would make even a professional thief sigh in frustration.
And as for who would barge into her room at such a late hour, Liu Ruoxi knew perfectly well.
Yang Haoran carefully closed the door and walked to his mother’s side. Looking at her cold, elegant, and breathtakingly beautiful face, he momentarily dared not speak loudly, afraid of startling this celestial being.
He cautiously asked, “Mom, why are you still awake?”
Naturally, Liu Ruoxi wouldn’t share the troubles weighing on her heart with her son. Her tone was indifferent as she retorted, “Aren’t you also awake?”
“Hehe……”
Yang Haoran laughed awkwardly, searching for something to say. “Mom, how did you come up with such a perfect excuse today? I am utterly impressed by you. My admiration for you is like the endless flow of a mighty river…”
“Enough, enough. You only have that little bit of literary flair, and yet you insist on showing it off over and over.”
Liu Ruoxi shot a sidelong glance at her thick-skinned son, impatiently waving her hand to cut him off. “What did you come to find me for?”
Yang Haoran always felt he was unworthy of his mother. If his mother was a bright, shining jade in the sky, radiant and brilliant, then he was an earthworm, squirming and crawling through the dark dirt below, who just happened to be grazed by the jade’s lingering light and thus mistakenly believed he could shine alongside it.
Facing his mother’s question, Yang Haoran carefully considered his words. “Mom, I can tell that deep down, you’re clearly unwilling. So why did you suggest playing that kind of game with me?”
“Is there something you and Auntie Shen are hiding from me?”
Yang Haoran was referring to the matter of his mother’s supposed split personality, which was being kept from him. However, from Liu Ruoxi’s perspective, she thought her son might have found out about something else. Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as she asked, “Did Shen Qing say something to you?”
“Yes.”
Yang Haoran nodded. “Auntie Shen told me that you and she are hiding something from me. She said it wasn’t her place to say and that it should be you who tells me personally.”
After speaking, Yang Haoran looked apprehensive. Liu Ruoxi immediately fell silent!
A moment later, just as she was about to open her mouth to say something, Yang Haoran, unable to restrain himself, blurted out his guess:
“Mom, do you have a split personality?” Liu Ruoxi: “……..”
Hearing Yang Haoran’s guess, Liu Ruoxi instantly felt a weight lift from her mind. She knew Shen Qing still had sense and hadn’t revealed the existence of the Fallen Angel game to her son.
Liu Ruoxi gave her son a surprised glance and said calmly, “Why would you guess that?”
Yang Haoran reasoned with evidence, “Normally, Mom, you are completely unwilling to be intimate with me. You’re the type who finds me annoying just by looking at me. But that night last week, Mom, you acted so slutty… and also…”
“Shut up!”
Liu Ruoxi’s cold eyes narrowed. Hearing half of it was enough to make her unable to stop herself from interrupting. Her stern gaze made Yang Haoran give an embarrassed laugh. Eagerly, he opened his mouth to defend his guess with one more sentence, but Liu Ruoxi cut him off again, saying coldly:
“Say no more. Mom does not have a split personality. The person from last week was me. The one who accompanied you to Shen Qing’s estate was also me. There has never been any split personality.”
She’s flustered! She’s flustered!
Yet Yang Haoran suddenly had an epiphany. He thought his mother was trying to cover up the truth, which only confirmed his guess that she had a split personality. And right now, it was clearly her normal personality, which was why she flatly denied it.
He speculated whether there was some kind of agreement between his mom’s normal personality and her slut personality. The normal personality was in control during daily life, and only at specific times would the slut personality emerge. And the normal personality, to prevent the slut personality from suddenly invading and taking control during everyday life and doing something unspeakable, had tacitly agreed to her son’s suggestion to engage in morally transgressing mother-son incest.
This would also explain why her normal personality had previously cooperated with him by going to Auntie Shen’s estate, and the inexplicable thirty-minute time limit. Wasn’t that clearly the timeline agreed upon between the normal personality and the slut personality?
They coexisted, each abiding by their agreement.
So tonight, the normal personality had lied to Dad on behalf of the slut personality’s arrangement with him, all to facilitate the slut personality playing an SM game with him at home.
Yang Haoran was enlightened. All his confusion and doubts were now resolved. So this was what Auntie Shen and Mom were hiding from him.
No wonder Mom had to be the one to tell him. And now, clearly, Mom still wasn’t prepared to disclose this matter to him.
Having figured out the key to the situation, Yang Haoran grinned. Liu Ruoxi looked at her son, laughing like an idiot, and wordlessly pressed her hand to her forehead. How did I ever give birth to such a thing?
Having gotten a satisfactory answer, Yang Haoran had nothing else to ask. Other matters would have to wait until tomorrow to be discussed, so he was shooed out by his mother.
He cheerfully returned to his room, lay down, and went to sleep. But the excitement in his heart made him toss and turn, unable to fall asleep, making him anticipate tomorrow’s arrival even more.
Would his breathtakingly beautiful mother also be led by him like a bitch on a leash, trained under his crotch?
The night sky tonight was exceptionally gentle, soothing the restless and impatient youth. Under theηζ΄ (bright and clear) moonlight, he unknowingly drifted off to sleep…