Chapter 239 When Blood Stained the Wedding Dress
Lingjing Bridal Shop, in the VIP room.
With the help of Feiying.
Tao Yao, sitting in a wheelchair, put on the pure white wedding dress, and her whole body seemed to be bathed in a holy light.
The thin silk fell along the curves of her body, outlining her graceful figure.
The delicate lace patterns on the skirt change with the lights, just like flowing water waves.
The hand-sewn pearls and rhinestones sparkled under the light, making her look dreamy.
The tube top design on her chest perfectly shows off her graceful collarbone, while the hollow lace sleeves add a touch of ethereal temperament to her.
Feiying looked a little dazed.
She had never thought that white was so suitable for Tao Yao's wedding dress. Not only did it not feel out of place on her, but it also highlighted her transcendent temperament.
Even sitting in a wheelchair, she is still elegant.
The folds of the skirt completely wrap the wheelchair, and from a distance it looks like a blooming white rose.
The veil fluttered gently, adding a touch of hazy beauty to her.
That familiar face looked even more beautiful and elegant against the white veil.
Even the pair of immobile legs became less noticeable under the cover of the wedding dress.
At this moment, Tao Yao is like a princess from a fairy tale, so beautiful that it makes people's heart break.
That beauty is somewhat fragile, yet also reveals an indescribable strength.
The wedding dress was cleverly cut to highlight Taoyao's graceful figure while also appropriately concealing the fact that she had limited mobility.
The belt around her waist makes her figure look slender and elegant, while the long skirt is like a sea of clouds, completely blending the wheelchair into it.
The makeup under the veil was just right, not too gaudy but just enough to highlight her delicate features.
The light pink lipstick adds a touch of sweetness to her, and the light pearlescent glitter at the corners of her eyes makes her eyes more lively.
"How about it?"
Tao Yao raised her head slightly with an expectant smile on her face.
"Is this one okay? Ah Nian really put a lot of thought into its design."
"Look at these lace patterns, each one is different, yet they blend into one."
"Even the placement of the beads has been carefully calculated, making the whole wedding dress look not too complicated but also very layered."
Feiying stared at Taoyao, who was wearing a wedding dress, in a daze and was speechless for a moment.
The lively and smart girl in my memory, although she has lost her ability to move now, still retains that pure beauty.
Those eyes that were always full of energy are still bright and the smile is still as warm as ever.
Even though fate played such a joke on her, she did not lose her yearning for beauty.
Such peach blossoms are so beautiful that they break one's heart.
"Well, it looks good."
She nodded slightly, her voice a little hoarse.
An indescribable bitterness rose up from deep in her heart. The dagger hidden in her sleeve seemed particularly heavy at this moment, almost crushing her arm.
Every time she saw the smile on Taoyao's face, she couldn't help but think of Taoyao in the real world.
The Tao Yao who would do anything to protect her, the Tao Yao who would continue to fight even if he was covered in wounds.
But this false illusion before her could only deceive her heart with its gentle smile.
This tenderness was sharper than a knife, tearing her soul apart every second.
"Then it's Feiying's turn to try next."
Taoyao's eyes sparkled and her tone was full of anticipation.
"We'll call everyone in after you've finished trying."
"Let them see us at our most beautiful."
"I believe Anian must also be eager to see how her works look on us."
however.
Feiying didn't move, nor did she respond.
She just stood there quietly, staring at Tao Yao without blinking.
The pure white wedding dress came into view, so beautiful that it was heartbreaking.
Such beauty is ultimately just an illusory dream.
After a moment of silence, Feiying finally spoke, her voice so low that it was almost inaudible:
"Taoyao, I may not be able to continue to accompany you to try on wedding dresses..."
"Ok?"
Tao Yao tilted her head slightly, a confused expression on her face.
"Why? Didn't we agree to try it together?"
"And don't you like these wedding dresses? Especially the one you just took a closer look at. I think it suits your temperament very well."
Feiying was silent for a moment, her voice firm:
"Because you are not the real Taoyao."
"No matter how beautiful these wedding dresses are, and even if you look exactly like her, I will only choose the real Taoyao."
These words made Tao Yao stunned for a moment, and then she showed a helpless expression.
She shook her head slightly, with a hint of confusion in her tone:
"Feiying, what weird things are you talking about?"
"I'm not the real Tao Yao? Then who else could I be? Do you think I'm fake?"
"We have been together for so long and have been through so much together. How could you say such a thing?"
Her tone was gentle, as if she was coaxing a willful child.
But this tenderness caused a surge of anger in Feiying's heart.
This familiar tone and this caring attitude reminded her of Tao Yao in the real world.
"Of course you're fake!"
Feiying's voice suddenly became louder and her eyes became sharper.
She stared at the "perfect bride" in her wedding dress and said word by word:
"This is all a magical world created by the Eternal Fairy! Everything here, from this bridal shop to those exquisite wedding dresses, is a false illusion!"
Her hands trembled slightly, and her voice was filled with uncontrollable pain:
"You know what? The real Taoyao is waiting for me outside now."
"She has been taken away by the End Fairy and is suffering from pain that ordinary people can hardly imagine."
"And you...you are here talking to me about wedding dresses and happiness. Isn't this the greatest irony?"
Feiying took a deep breath and continued:
"Taoyao, the reason why you exist in the spiritual world is only because of my thoughts. That is why you appear in this spiritual world centered on me."
"You are nothing but a projection of my memory, a perfect but false lie."
"Everything here is so beautiful, but it is this beauty that is the most heartbreaking."
There was despair in her voice:
"I really don't want to do this... But now, only by completely destroying you can I escape from this false world!"
"This is my only choice and a responsibility I must bear."
After hearing these words, Tao Yao's expression became somewhat complicated.
She sighed softly, with deep worry in her eyes:
"So…is this why you've been acting so strange lately?"
"No wonder you were absent-minded from the moment you walked in. After seeing my wedding dress, you weren't as happy as I thought..."
As she spoke, her eyes fell on Feiying's sleeves.
The unnatural wrinkles there had always caught her attention:
"Feiying, you were very abnormal from the beginning today."
"I've been watching you and noticed that you always keep your hands in your sleeves."
"Every time I get close to you, you subconsciously take a step back."
"So what's...what are you hiding up your sleeve?"
Her voice was still gentle:
"What's got you so nervous? What's made you so cautious even to get close to me?"
After hearing what Taoyao said, Feiying realized that her little trick had been exposed long ago.
The dagger hidden in her sleeve seemed to suddenly become hot, almost burning her skin.
In this case, there is no need to hide any further.
She slowly pulled the dagger out of her sleeve, and the cold blade gleamed in the light.
This was the weapon she specially prepared before entering the spiritual realm.
Its existence is to put an end to this illusory dream.
The VIP room suddenly fell into silence.
There were only two of them left in the huge space.
One was sitting in a wheelchair, wearing a white wedding dress but unable to move.
The other held a dagger, ready to end it all.
Feiying clenched the weapon in her hand.
The current situation couldn't be more favorable for her, as Tao Yao in front of her had no power to resist.
And now that things have come to this, there is no turning back for her.
The real Taoyao who is waiting outside still needs her help.
Now that we have come this far, there is no reason to stop.
Even though the "Taoyao" in front of him looked so beautiful, even though her smile was so warm, it could not change the fact that she was just a false illusion.
In this pure white space, among these gorgeous wedding dresses, everything seems like a perfect dream.
But it is precisely because it is too perfect that it seems even more false.
Tao Yao looked down at the sharp dagger in Feiying's hand and blinked slightly.
She looked so fragile in her pure white wedding dress, but she didn't look panicked at all.
She didn't seem to be afraid, but instead showed a playful smile:
"Feiying carries a knife with her. Are you planning to peel an apple for me?"
"Just like when I was in the hospital before, you would peel apples into the shape of rabbits and make me happy."
Her tone was relaxed, as if she was talking about a warm memory from the past.
However, Feiying was not shaken by these gentle memories. Instead, she slowly raised the dagger and pointed it directly at Taoyao's chest.
The tip of the knife shone coldly under the light, reflecting the fine pearlescent light on Taoyao's white wedding dress.
"But...it doesn't seem to be the case."
Tao Yao still maintained that faint smile, and her tone was so gentle as if she was talking about something very ordinary.
She lowered her head slightly and stared at the dagger that was flashing with cold light:
"If what you're peeling isn't an apple... Feiying wants to peel me? Although I'm wearing white now, it's not apple peel."
Even at this time, she was still joking.
This calmness caused Feiying's hands to begin to tremble violently, and the knuckles that were holding the dagger turned white from the force.
She gritted her teeth and moved forward step by step:
"I'm sorry... Taoyao..."
Her voice was choked, as if her throat was blocked by something.
Tears welled up in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. She continued to walk forward resolutely:
"This is the way to break through the spiritual realm. This is a choice I have to make."
"This illusion is too beautiful. It's wearing away my will every second."
"If I want to get out, this is the only way..."
"Only in this way can I return to the real Tao Yao."
The dagger was getting closer and closer to Taoyao's chest, and Feiying's hands were shaking more and more violently.