Chapter 2

Chapter 2

“He is using his physical body to nourish a soul. The bottle is the vessel, his own flesh and blood are the carrier, and he cannot go a day without water.

“This nurtured soul is called a Bottle Woman.”

After Feng Luan finished speaking, the livestream chat became even more frantic.

[Is the Host just making this up?]

[Mom, I’m scared. It’s five minutes to midnight, and I’m too spooked to sleep.]

[The Host is going too far. This was just a minor spat between a couple, but if they break up because of what you said, then what?]

[Exactly, so unprofessional.]

…

I also started to have some doubts.

If she had said Jiang Man had mental health issues, I probably would have taken him for a checkup first thing tomorrow morning.

But this whole ‘Bottle Woman’ soul-nourishing thing… isn’t that something that only happens in novels?

The credibility was honestly quite low.

Feng Luan also noticed my hesitation. Ignoring the condemnation from the netizens, she asked calmly, “How many years have you been with your boyfriend?”

I blinked, startled. “Four years…”

“In those four years, did you never notice your boyfriend has a habit of talking to himself?”

“No, never.”

The other netizens in the chat began to mock her:

[Haha… haha… the Host finally messed up!]

[She guessed so many things right, it’s normal to miss one.]

[Wash up and go to bed, stop trying to scare people.]

…

Feng Luan’s brow furrowed slightly, but she soon reached an epiphany.

“Then it must be because you go to sleep too early. You go to bed before midnight every day, don’t you?”

She was right again.

My sleep schedule was very punctual; I was always in bed before twelve.

But I glanced at the time-it was now 11:58 PM.

After I accidentally scratched Jiang Man’s back, he had been very angry and insisted on taking a shower. Because I felt uneasy, I had found some cotton swabs and iodine, planning to treat his wound once he came out.

But he still hadn’t emerged.

Feng Luan said, “You can go take a look now. No matter what you hear, don’t act rashly. Take your phone and put it on silent.”

There was a knot in my heart; if I didn’t untie it, I probably wouldn’t be able to sleep at all tonight.

After hearing Feng Luan’s instructions, I only hesitated for a few seconds before silencing my phone and gripping it tightly in my hand.

The number of people in the livestream grew even larger:

[Mom, I’m scared! First-person perspective is actually terrifying!]

[I’m holding my breath already.]

[I’m really worried about this girl’s mental state right now, is she really going to be okay…]

…

Cold sweat broke out on my back as I tiptoed toward the bathroom.

I slowly pressed my ear against the door, hearing nothing but the pitter-patter of running water.

I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed he really just hadn’t finished his shower yet.

For a moment, I felt ridiculous. How could I have believed the words of a stranger on a livestream?

Just as I was about to leave, the sound of the water abruptly stopped.

My whole body froze. I pressed my ear against the door once more.

This time, I heard intermittent voices.

“Does it hurt… I’m sorry… just wait a little longer.

“I believe in you…”

It was Jiang Man’s voice alone, yet it didn’t sound like he was talking to himself.

I held my breath, watching the goosebumps break out across my arms.

It was so quiet that the sound of my thumping heart felt louder than the noises inside the bathroom. To hear more clearly, I shifted my position, intending to press my ear even tighter against the wood.

The door was pulled open without warning.