"Yang Jian, do I look better in this outfit, or this one?"
After returning home.
Jiang Yan eagerly opened her walk-in closet and pulled out the clothes she had bought and treasured for so long, trying them on one by one. Like a fashion model, she kept changing into different outfits.
Every time she changed, she ran up to the fourth floor to show Yang Jian.
The fourth floor housed the swimming pool and gym.
At that moment, most of Yang Jian's body was submerged in the pool. His skin was pale and cold, utterly bloodless, and his face held no expression at all—numb and slightly stiff.
Jiang Yan appeared in a short skirt, revealing a pair of fair, slender legs. If she walked down the street, she could draw the eyes of any man, but Yang Jian merely shifted his gaze slightly and did not spare her another look.
"Can you settle down for a bit?"
"Then I'll bring them all and try them on for you later." Jiang Yan giggled, not angered by Yang Jian's cold attitude.
After Jiang Yan turned and left.
Yang Jian's body suddenly sank beneath the water.
And incredibly, Yang Jian could no longer be found in that not-so-deep swimming pool. It was as if the pool water had completely swallowed him, and he vanished before their eyes.
Ripples spread faintly across the surface.
An inescapable gloom swayed at the bottom of the pool, as though the darkness below connected to an unknown and terrifying place, filling people with fear.
No one knew how long this continued.
Perhaps ten minutes, perhaps half an hour. Only when bubbles began rising from the still water again was that eerie calm broken.
Yang Jian slowly surfaced once more. Just as before, most of his body remained submerged,