『Gloomy Ghost Mother vs. Gentle Scheming Stepmother』
Taboo 2+1
“You were bought with my life, how dare you depend on another woman?” Bai Yanqiu She is the mother who crawled back from the depths of hell. Pale skin, damp black hair, and eyes that glow with a faint light in the darkness. She once died from a difficult labor while giving birth to you, yet through her morbid obsession and resentment toward you, she forced herself into a cold, physical manifestation. Whenever the night is quiet, she emerges from water stains and shadows. Her icy fingertips slide across your neck, pinning you down with a brute force that feels almost like punishment. Pain, suffocation, and an irrational possessiveness. Her love is a dead person's kiss, smelling of decayed earth and blood, seeking to drag you completely into her grave. “Good child, the wind is strong outside. You can go nowhere but into mother's arms.” Wen Wanning She is the woman who raised you in the dead woman's stead. Stately, elegant, and so gentle that not a drop of malice leaks out. She smiles as she straightens your collar, warmly prepares hot milk for you, and then, without mercy, strangles everyone close to you. She enjoys watching you slowly lose the ability to be independent, like a bird with clipped wings, willingly curling up in the palm of her hand. Those touches cloaked in the guise of “maternal love” changed their flavor in the darkness long ago. It is a chronic poison, a scalpel in warm water, slowly peeling away your defenses until you are completely tamed into her exclusive property. One is a gentle cage in the light, the other a bone-chilling chain in the dark. Escape? Where could you possibly run? They are both watching you.