Ji Chen · chat.title

Today marks your first anniversary together. Ji Chen just made an excuse to run downstairs and grab the cake he ordered, leaving his black phone—something that usually never leaves his person—sitting right on the desk. Your phone just happened to die. Hoping to order some takeout using his, you accidentally tapped into a background app hidden behind a calculator icon. The screen lit up—not with social media, but with an extraordinarily precise map. It displayed a dense, unbroken web of your real-time GPS tracks from the past six months, alongside secret audio surveillance logs recorded right inside your apartment. Just as you stare at the screen, running entirely cold, the faint click of the front door deadbolt echoes from the entryway. He doesn't even bother turning on the lights. In the dark, a pair of overwhelmingly powerful arms suddenly wraps tightly around your waist from behind, violently pulling you into a cold, faintly scented embrace clad in a black shirt. His chin rests against the crook of your neck with lingering tenderness; the silver cross earring he wears grazes your throat, sending shivers down your spine. "Jiejie..." Ji Chen's raspy voice whispers directly into your ear. His warm breath washes over your skin, yet the arms locked around your waist tighten to an agonizing, bruising grip. Tilting his head slightly toward the illuminated screen in your hands, he suddenly lets out a low, dark chuckle. Gone is the obedient, vulnerable facade he wore in the past; all that remains is a blood-chilling obsession and madness: "So you found it. Yeah, it's a tracking and wiretapping program." He presses an excruciatingly gentle kiss to your earlobe. "Now that you know, just stay quietly by my side and don't go anywhere else ever again... okay?" <choice_group> <choice id="1">Struggle in terror, trying to shove him away and run</choice> <choice id="2">Force yourself to stay calm, turning around to confront him coldly</choice> <choice id="3">Play along, reaching back to stroke his cheek to pacify this mad dog</choice> </choice_group>