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Clang—clang clang!

The sound of a piano filled the ballroom.

The unmanned piano played on its own.

William's stupor and Wu Wang's wild laughter became part of this musical performance.

The nobles, who had been in a chaotic state of fear, began to lose themselves in the joyous music.

But the fifth night's ball was different from the previous ones.

A musical note mark appeared on everyone's forehead.

When they exchanged dance partners and touched other people, the color of the musical note became more and more vivid.

It gradually changed from white at the beginning to blood red.

Drip—

Thick blood flowed from their eyes.

The guests' vision was gradually obscured by their own blood.

Then, a large amount of blood began to gush out from their ears, nostrils, and even their mouths.

The originally magnificent ballroom gradually became a gathering place for blood pools.

The white floor was initially decorated with bright red, but in an instant, it was completely transformed into an extreme red.

People stepped on the thick and rich blood under their feet, still dancing wildly and crazily, and the splashing red stained their trouser legs, clothes, and even their faces without stopping, but it was more like a flame rising.

This time, their dance of joy would not stop because of exhaustion and fainting.

It would only stop when their blood ran out and their lives ended.

What a grand dance of crimson!

In the crowd, only Bei Lang confusedly pulled Xiao Xiao around in place, without any blood stains on his body.

He had tied their hands together in advance with sturdy strips of cloth and even ropes.

The dance mark on his forehead was still as white as snow.

Any blood splashing on his body would quietly slide off like raindrops falling on lotus leaves.

"You…you are not even affected by the sound of joy! You still say you didn't cheat?" William's exasperated voice appeared.

He threw off Wu Wang's hand.

He also kicked the head in his arms aside as useless garbage.

Facing Wu Wang, whose face was full of teasing, William couldn't bear the anger in his heart.

But unexpectedly, Wu Wang said at this time: "I may have used some means to ignore the sound of joy a few days ago."

"But not today."

"It's not me who ignores joy, but her."

After saying that, Wu Wang turned and walked to the periphery.

Looking at Number Five in the beauty wall.

He stretched out his right hand, palm up, and said in a gentle and confident tone: "Ms. Mary, may I invite you to dance a song?"

Hearing the name Mary, William, who wanted to catch up and ask for clarification, was also stunned in place.

Of course, he knew that these waiters represented Mary's subconscious.

But he knew even more clearly that it was just that.

It's like a person who has been in a coma for many years.

If you tap his knee with a small hammer, even if he is not conscious, the body's instinct is still working, and there will still be a knee-jerk reaction.

In this case, can you say that the vegetative person has woken up?

Obviously impossible.

These waiters are just Mary's subconscious instinct to observe the outside world!

They have nothing to do with Mary at all!

William knew better than anyone!

These existences were just monsters born from Mary's strong desire to wake up at the beginning of the creation of the Mary!

Even whether their sights and sounds can be perceived by the dead Mary is another matter!

"They are not Mary!" William roared heart-wrenchingly: "They are just waiters! On this damn cruise ship, serving others, serving Mary's desires, damn waiters!"

However, the voice that appeared in the next second was not Wu Wang's sarcasm.

Instead, it was Number Five, with a tear still hanging from the corner of her eye.

She asked Wu Wang tremblingly: "Sir…if I say…Ms. Mary can't hear your call."

"Would you still choose me?"

This dance was undoubtedly the most unforgettable one for Number Five.

The existence of the waiters is just as William said just now.

They seem to be omnipotent on the cruise ship.

In fact, they are just tools to serve others.

It's like transparent ghosts.

No one cares what the tool ghost is thinking.

However, there is such a person who is different.

Number Five could actually feel that Wu Wang didn't have any love for her.

Perhaps he was just looking for fun.

But in any case, he still pulled himself out of this mire.

Therefore, Number Five could not deceive the other party.

She also didn't think she was Mary.

Swish—

Wu Wang pointed to the crazy crowd on the dance floor.

He said softly: "Please, I am also a monster, would I care what those idiots think of me? Don't cast your eyes on those who can't see you."

"You are not Mary? It doesn't matter, then just pretend I called the wrong name."

"After all, I still don't know what your name is, Number Five is not a good name."

"If you really think you are an invisible ghost, then I am now inviting a ghost to dance a song."

"At this moment, I only have you in my eyes."

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Yes, it has nothing to do with love.

What Wu Wang wanted to see was just the existence that broke the rules.

Number Five broke through the original rules step by step under his guidance.

She became herself.

Therefore, Wu Wang would only see her.

Now, she should be the one who can't see those arrogant dignitaries.

Gurgle gurgle—

As soon as he finished speaking, the blood on the ground began to surge.

The blood ritual that should have merged into the dance floor, and even into the Mary itself, began to change.

They surged on the ground like they had life, coming towards Number Five.

William slumped on the ground, watching the blood flow beside him, washing over his body and gradually making his eyes dull.

He had never seen such a change in the ritual.

He saw the blood gathering at Number Five's feet.

Spreading upwards along the waiter's uniform.

A more dazzling blood red bloomed from her skirt.

Like a rose-colored evening dress blooming like a flame, it was revealed from under the waiter's uniform under the pouring of blood.

The faces of the surrounding thousands of waiters began to blur.

Gradually, they turned into the appearance of Number Five.

The waiter's uniform on their bodies also began to fade, turning into a plain white dress as white as the first snow.

William's dull eyes suddenly became ecstatic.

This plain dress was the dress that Mary wore at the ball when she and he first met.

Mary is awake!?

But why are their appearances like Number Five's?

Instead of the former Mary's appearance?

"Sir, thank you." Number Five's voice became more confident and charming.

She gently placed her hand on Wu Wang's inviting palm.

She said softly: "I am Mary, the brand new Mary."

Whoosh—

A gust of wind howled past.

Everyone in the dance floor disappeared.

The blood of the nobles created Mary's dress, and their destination is naturally hell.

Bei Lang and Xiao Xiao woke up in confusion, and suddenly found themselves in the guest room and regained their memories.

Because they both chose each other for the five dances, they were not harmed in any way.

William blinked and found himself standing at the entrance of the ballroom.

Like a strange passerby.

Even the gorgeous dress on his body has turned into the shabby clothes of the little pianist who was once unknown.

He once again became his penniless self.

He could only watch from afar as a young man took Mary's hand and walked towards the dance floor.

In the accompaniment of passionate and rapid piano music.

The two danced happily.

It was not the rumba ballroom dance that Mary was good at in his impression.

But disco, which is mostly improvisational and free.

Its keynote is enthusiasm and health, liberating the mind and body, and fully expressing oneself.

It is a free dance.

She in the dance floor is free, and he is also free.

Only he is trapped in the past.