Chapter 3: Buried in Fire

"These people?"

Serena, in her spirit state, could not help but feel uneasy. Could it be that Tristan had sensed her presence and summoned these people to take her away?

Ethan, who was standing behind the crowd, was also feeling anxious. Since his wife passed away, Tristan's behavior had become increasingly abnormal, and he always had a bad feeling in his heart. However, before the old man arrived, he was helpless and did not dare to act rashly.

"The request remains the same," Tristan did not look at the person who came, but gently reached out his hand and gently tucked the hair that slipped from Serena's ear behind her ear, his eyes revealing a crazy and obsessive attachment, "I want her to be imprisoned by my side for life and death, and never escape, no matter she is dead or alive." Life and death, forever and ever? Serena's heart was shocked, and she looked at Tristan with a complicated look. Could it be that her soul is trapped now and she can't leave Tristan because of this? His love for her has become so obsessive and crazy?

" Don't worry, Tristan . We will do our best." After everyone nodded in agreement, they began to perform their duties.

This strange ritual lasted from the dawn to the nightfall, which took seven or eight hours. It was not until late at night that it finally came to an end. During this period, the masters took turns to rest, but Tristan always held Serena's stiff body tightly, accompanied her, and never left her side, his eyes never shifted for a moment. But the aura emanating from his body became more and more lonely and heavy, as if he was the only one left in the world.

Looking at Tristan like this, Serena felt an inexplicable sourness in her heart.

"Tristan," Thai Azan was the first to break the silence.

"The ritual is over, we..."

"Ethan ," Tristan interrupted him.

" Put 10 million on each of their cards and send them back to the hotel. Also..." He looked at Serena affectionately , a dark flash in his eyes, "Send everyone from Miller House away. Tonight, I want to accompany Serena alone ."

Send everyone away? Ethan felt uneasy again.

" Tristan—"

" Ethan ," Tristan's voice was low and firm, leaving no room for doubt. "I don't want to repeat the same thing a second time."

"...Yes." Ethan had no choice but to nod in agreement and leave with the masters.

As he was about to step out of the room, an old man dressed as a Taoist priest looked back at Tristan, with a helpless sigh in his eyes: The fate of a unicorn is unfortunately cut short by love.

At midnight, the moonlight disappeared.

" Serena ," Tristan lay down beside Serena with his clothes on , holding her in his arms as usual, his voice lingering and hoarse, "If you knew what I did, you would laugh at me, right?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a desperate smile on his handsome pale face, but his eyes revealed extreme sadness.

"I have never believed in gods, Buddhas, Taoism or ghosts, but in order to find you again, I have to give it a try."

"Even if there is only a glimmer of hope."

Tristan's words pierced Serena's heart like a sharp needle, causing her internal organs to ache. She covered her chest and stared at Tristan.

"Now, there is only one last thing left."

Tristan smiled faintly and poured all the liquid from the flowers onto the white roses and the furniture in the room. Serena woke up from her thoughts and her heart skipped a beat when she saw this. What on earth was Tristan doing?

After doing all this, Tristan lay back on the bed.

"Serena, don't you like these flowers the most?" He buried his face in Serena's neck, his face exhausted, but with a smile on his lips, "Now, I will take them with me to accompany you forever."

His deep and hoarse voice was full of affection, but also revealed paranoia and determination. Serena 's heart felt like it was burning, and the uneasiness in her heart became stronger.

This uneasiness instantly turned into shock and despair when Tristan took out the lighter. She instantly realized that the liquid Tristan poured out was gasoline!

"No, don't, Tristan!!"

Serena's soul floated to Tristan's side and reached out to grab the lighter, but passed through in vain.

"No, Tristan, I don't want you to accompany me, I want you to live well!!"

"I was wrong before. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Can you just live well?"

"Tristan!!"

She stood beside Tristan and cried out heart-wrenchingly, but Tristan could not hear a sound.

" Serena, don't be afraid," Tristan took out the handcuffs in his arms and handcuffed Serena 's wrists tightly to his own. After kissing Serena 's lips, he leaned on Serena 's neck, his eyes that were always full of paranoia and burning love slowly closed, with a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.

"I'm here to keep you company."

He threw the lighter in his hand away without hesitation.

Serena's face was full of tears and she shook her head desperately.

“No, no!!”

"boom--"

The gasoline ignited instantly, and the raging fire instantly engulfed the entire room. But Tristan felt no pain at all, because his heart had already died the moment he lost Serena.

As the fire grew more intense, Serena 's soul began to dissipate. At this moment, Serena finally came to her senses and saw clearly what was in her heart. She loved Tristan .

Love you very much.

"Tristan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!"

Her heart felt as if it was burned, and she felt an excruciating pain, with regret and love intertwined.

"If there really is an afterlife, I will definitely cherish you and be with you!!"