My fiancé, Julian, loves snakes. As his fiancée, I was terrified of them. Every time I cried, he'd sneer, "Stop faking it." I tried so hard to overcome my fear. Until one day, a girl appeared who wasn't afraid of snakes. She wandered in and out of his room, playing with his little pet snake. Finally, I gave up. I was packing my bags to call off the engagement when suddenly, a stream of comments scrolled across my vision like a livestream chat: [Yes! Run, girl! Don't let that bad snake wrap around you!] [Hahaha, the male lead is gonna lose his mind. It's been ten years and she's still scared of snakes. Wait till she sees him shedding!] [Am I the only one who wants to see the good girl get pinned against the wall by the out-of-control male lead until her eyes lose focus?] I shuddered in fear. When I turned around, Julian closed the door behind him and asked coldly: "Packing your bags? Planning to run?" 1 I didn't get it. I woke up early, packed quietly, and even closed the door. So why did Julian's snake still slither in? "Don't... don't come over here." I shrank into the corner. The little black snake stopped at the door, flicking its tongue. Hiss. For some reason, I felt like it was staring at my suitcase on the floor. And it looked pissed. I made a "shoo" gesture at it. "Just stay there. Don't come closer. Don't move, okay?" The snake stopped moving. It just stared at me with eyes like tiny black grapes. I let out a sigh of relief and continued packing as quietly as I could. "Where are you going so early?" The door creaked open. Julian leaned against the frame, looking down at me, enunciating every word: "Fi-an-cée." I jumped like a startled rabbit, stammering, "Going... going on a trip. Just for fun." "With whom?" "A friend. You don't know them." He narrowed his eyes. Slowly walking towards me. I instinctively stepped back. He scoffed, annoyed. "Scared of snakes, fine. But scared of me too?" Actually, I wasn't scared of him. But the girl who had been frequenting his greenhouse lately... She made me feel like a clown. I turned my head away, biting my lip, silent. "Fine." Julian suddenly crouched down and picked up the little black snake. The snake wrapped obediently around his wrist, lifting its head and hissing. He stared at me tightly. "Touch it." I looked terrified. The air around Julian seemed to drop a few degrees. He repeated, "Touch it. Take care of it for one night. If you do, I'll let you go." Despite his bad temper, Julian was a man of his word. So I gathered my courage and reached out. The snake stretched its head towards me. My hand trembled, and it slithered right on. "Ah—" I yelped. The little black snake greedily wrapped around my wrist, its tail rubbing back and forth. "Mmph." Simultaneously, Julian let out a muffled groan. His expression was ugly, but a strange blush rose on his cheeks. I looked at him in confusion. Julian snapped, angry out of embarrassment: "Get out. Give it back to me tomorrow." 2 After Julian left, the snake and I stared at each other. Besides constantly rubbing its tail against me, it was pretty well-behaved. "Why do you keep rubbing me..." I muttered to myself. The snake kept staring. Just then, a line of text appeared out of nowhere in front of my eyes: [Because he wants to mark you.] ??? Mark me? Like a dog peeing on a tree? Then, another line popped up: [Girl, try touching the spot where it's rubbing you. You'll get a surprise.] What is this? I didn't get it, but curiosity got the better of me. I rubbed the spot on the snake with my fingertip. Meanwhile— In Julian's room. "Nngh..." In the darkened room with curtains drawn tight, he sat on the carpet leaning against the bed. His shirt was open, and his pants seemed... complicated. "F*ck." His face was flushed deep red. His breathing grew heavy. "I thought you were scared of snakes?" "Where the hell are you touching?" Touching is one thing. But she wasn't even touching enough to satisfy him. 3 The snake's tail wagged faster. Its tongue flicked rapidly. I got scared and waved my hand, accidentally flinging it onto the floor. [Hahahahahahahahahaha—] [I'm dying. The male lead is so pitiful. Is he gonna get ED?] [Our girl is too cute. She thinks she's punishing him, but it's actually a reward.] A barrage of subtitles appeared before my eyes. They all seemed to mean the same thing. Who is this "he"? The snake? The snake slithered up from the floor, its black eyes staring at me for a few seconds like it wanted to eat me. Then it flicked its tail and crawled to the other side of the room, far away from me. Like it was mad. Worried I might have broken it, I decided to ask Julian for a glass tank for it to sleep in. Knock knock knock— I knocked on his door. The door was unusually closed, and no one answered. Weird. Julian never closed his door. He even left it a crack open. Every time I walked by, I'd accidentally see him changing, and he'd scoff and call me a "pervert" or "shameless." [Scheming man. Always peacocking to seduce our girl.] [Girl, don't be fooled! I'm telling you, he's dangerous right now. Push the door open!] [Yes, yes! The male lead is suffering right now, you need to go help him.] Dangerous? Suffering? Does he need my help? I was torn. 4 "What do you want?" The door opened. Julian looked impatient. "Knocking like that, do you want to die?" I suddenly regretted trusting the floating text. But he really did look... abnormal. Clothes messy, face red. To be blunt, he looked like he'd just been thoroughly ravished. "What were you doing in there?" I leaned forward, trying to peek inside. Julian blocked me, anxious. "None of your business!" "There's a weird smell," I sniffed. "Did your snake mate in there?" "Chloe!" See, anxious again. I frowned. "Did you do something bad? Why are you panicking?" [Girl, stop asking, he's gonna explode.] [Let's go, let's go. I'm afraid he'll lose control and eat our girl.] [LMAO, every sentence is a bullseye. The scheming man can't hide it anymore.] Can't hide it? I suddenly understood. My face fell. I looked at Julian and said, "Bianca is in there, isn't she?" He froze. I turned my head away, continuing, "You did bad things with her, and you didn't even hide it from me. What am I to you?" Julian was still frozen. Reacting, he tried to close the door. "No, you..." "Scumbag!" I slammed the door in his face for him. Cursed him out and left. Back in my room. I sat against the door, hugging my knees, burying my head. I couldn't see the comments above me. [Oh no, oh no, she misunderstood.] [Good! Let her misunderstand so she can leave cleanly.] [Yeah, let them misunderstand. The male lead has a toxic mouth anyway, why give him a wife?] [...Am I the only one who wants to see the male lead force himself on her? She tries to leave, he just takes her... hehe.] [Agreed with above.] I sniffled. Looking up, I only saw the last comment: [So what? With Bianca the side chick around, our girl will always be wronged. If the scheming man doesn't fix it, he can get lost.] Right. Julian and I were betrothed since we were kids. He loved snakes. I feared them. Every time he held a snake, I ran away crying, and he mocked me. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't overcome it. Until I saw Bianca for the first time. In Julian's snake greenhouse. The girl wore a white dress, the snake wrapped gently around her. She smiled, and Julian watched her with gentle eyes. That's when I understood. I'm afraid of snakes. But there are plenty of girls in the world who aren't.
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