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    The Wife of a Ghost: Volume 1
    The Wife of a Ghost: Volume 1
    The Wife of a Ghost: Volume 1
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    The Wife of a Ghost: Volume 1

    By Lao Xue

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    My husband is a ghost.Being the wife of a ghost, I experienced many things that ordinary people couldn't even imagine.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherFunstory
    Release dateSep 27, 2019
    ISBN9781646771066
    The Wife of a Ghost: Volume 1

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      The Wife of a Ghost - Lao Xue

      …

      CHAPTER 1 - WIFE OF THE GHOST

      I was dreaming.

      So ugly.

      In my dream, I heard a cold male voice, somewhat unwilling.

      Forget it. Forget it. That voice added three words this time. Just as I was about to refute it, with the touch of a pair of ice-cold hands, my body instantly stiffened.

      His fingers were white as jade, and the hand came again, down my face

      Who are you! Let me go! Help!

      I struggled with all my might, but my head was being held down by a powerful force. The pain made me want to cry.

      Since you have acknowledged this king, you are this king's wife! You can forget about escaping in your life! A cold and arrogant voice sounded by my ear. After which, I felt my body soften as I completely lost all my strength …

      No matter how scared and unwilling I was, my body couldn't move. I was forced to accept what had happened.

      My voice was swallowed up by his enticement, a little bit of entanglement.

      Amid the haze, the cold voice spoke once again, Don't be afraid!

      Long pain, only let me feel, life is better than death

      That pain was like being cut by a knife, inch by inch, through my flesh and blood …

      When I woke up, my whole body felt like it had been scattered. I touched the bed sheets and was already soaked in cold sweat.

      I stared blankly at the ceiling for a long time before slowly regaining my senses.

      It was all so real that I wondered if it was a dream or if it had really happened.

      In the following month or so, I never had such a dream again, and my life didn't change. This caused my tensed heart to slowly relax.

      But I don't know why, but I always think about that dream, the weird night, and that man, right next to my ear, breathing louder.

      I became his wife. I thought about what the man had said, but I couldn't figure out why he had said that, and I had no idea when we had done it.

      The following days were as peaceful as ever. I no longer had any strange dreams and gradually let go of my worries. However, after a month, something was wrong with my body.

      At first, it was a frequent feeling of disgust, having no appetite, wanting to vomit but only retching, not being able to spit anything out.

      After retching dry towards the rice, my good friend jokingly said to me, Yan Nuo, looking at your reaction, it can't be that you're pregnant, right?

      My body froze, and I didn't even care about the feeling of nausea.

      Pregnant?

      I forcefully suppressed my desire to retch and forced a smile at her. I'm fine. It's possible that the food I've eaten recently wasn't right. My stomach is sick, so it's no big deal.

      After that, my reaction became so intense that I almost vomited from drinking water.

      I woke up in the middle of the night, overcome by the urge to vomit. I was afraid my roommate would hear me and bury me under the covers.

      Something seemed to be churning in my stomach, but I retched a few times and didn't spit it out.

      I rushed out of the dormitory and ran to the public lavatory.

      The corridors of the student dormitories are all long corridors. I ran for a distance, but I didn't see any public toilets. Did I run past them?

      I stopped, just as a flash of lightning lit up the corridor.

      With just a glance, I was scared out of my wits and almost cried out in pain.

      Blood all over the ground

      The pure white walls were also covered in blood, and behind me was a series of bloody footprints …

      What frightened me most was that blood was slowly flowing out from under the tightly shut doors of those dormitories. It seemed like it would never stop …

      CHAPTER 2 - WHOSE CHILD?

      The air was filled with the thick smell of blood. I tightly covered my mouth as I desperately rushed into the public restroom that had appeared at an unknown time. Then, I vomited large mouthfuls of blood.

      There was a dim light in the public lavatory, and after vomiting, I felt a little better. I was thinking to come back tomorrow to wash away the filth, but then I realized that those things didn't seem normal.

      The filth I spat out was actually an abnormal dark blood color!

      It was still raining heavily outside, but my eyes were wide open and cold sweat was trickling down my cheeks.

      I took a few steps back in panic, but then crashed into a cold body. I felt a cool breath on the back of my neck, and then two arms wrapped around me from behind.

      His face was itchy as if his hair was brushing against it. I struggled with all my might. I was so scared that I started to cry in a low voice. Let me go!

      Don't be afraid.

      A cold voice whispered in my ear.

      What happened later that night became a blank in my memory.

      The next day I was found by my cleaning aunt, who almost called the police when I fainted at the door of the dormitory, my face pale and my breath weak.

      The dormitory was normal and the hallway was clean. My classmates are alive and well, and there was no murder at all. Last night seemed like another nightmare.

      From then on, my body continued to deteriorate, I could not eat or drink, and I was barely able to get out of bed.

      My roommates forced me to go to the hospital for an examination, saying that they would drag me there if they didn't, so I didn't dare to ask them to accompany me. I clenched my teeth and went to a hospital that was far away from the school.

      When I saw the results of the examination, I didn't feel good at all.

      — I've been pregnant for more than two months.

      The funny thing is, I'm only twenty years old, and I've never had a boyfriend in my life, yet somehow I'm pregnant with a child.

      — Whose child?

      If you want to have an operation, you have to hurry up. If you keep dragging it out, it will be troublesome.

      University students nowadays, they really are.

      I was scared when I walked out of the hospital. The doctor looked at me with disdain. He probably thought that I was the kind of girl who got pregnant after messing with her boyfriend. He even said a few words of sarcasm. I was angry, but there was nothing I could do.

      The weather was good and the sun was warm.

      But my heart was cold — I was only twenty years old, and I hadn't even been in love before. What would people think of me if they knew? The speculation, the mockery, the contemptuous looks, the whispering, just the thought of it was unbearable.

      I walked out of the hospital in a daze, and then went back. My stomach is still so flat that I can't feel if I'm asleep or not. I don't know if I'm a ghost or not.

      At that moment, a resolute thought appeared in my mind — I must make it disappear. I absolutely cannot let him stay even for a single second longer!

      I'm a doctor, and I know what it means to women. Even if painless, can put a considerable burden on the body, and may even fall behind the root of the disease.

      But now, do I have any other choice? Do I have to wait until my stomach grows bigger and bigger so that I can't hide it before I start crying and complaining to others that I was taken away in a dream and that I was mysteriously pregnant with a child?

      Hehe, if I didn't experience it personally, I might not even believe it myself. In the eyes of others, it would naturally become nonsense without any reason.

      I couldn't bear to lie in bed every night, unable to move, unable to bear the smell of the food, unable to bear the feeling of someone else running eight hundred meters in three minutes while I was left with half a circle more than five minutes of decadence.

      At that moment, there was only endless hatred left in my heart. Why?

      I wanted to do the operation that day, but found I didn't have enough money. My living expenses are actually very tight, but even if I had to borrow money, I would send that thing away. Every moment he was inside me made me sick. He even wished he could punch himself in the stomach.

      For some reason, from the moment I made up my mind, I heard the faint sound of sobbing every now and then. It was like a child crying out in grievance.

      I thought I was too tired to listen and I didn't have time to think about it. As soon as I got back to my bedroom, I tucked myself in my quilt and sent a text message to the counselor asking for leave. I didn't even want to write a fake note.

      It was warm, and the temperature had risen to thirty degrees Celsius. I was covered with a thick blanket, but I still felt chills and my body was so heavy that I didn't even have the strength to lift my hand.

      When his roommate went to class, the room was completely silent. I slept and woke and slept, and when I woke I saw that my eyes were completely dark.

      Did I sleep through the night? When I sat up, I realized that I wasn't lying on the familiar bed in the dormitory, but in an empty hall. I was surrounded by white cloth, and beneath me was the cold and hard stone floor.

      There was clearly no wind, yet the white cloths were still shaking. I also felt a gust of cold wind blowing towards me, so cold that I couldn't help but hug my body tightly.

      I was scared, but I couldn't help but peek around.

      In an instant, my sight was attracted by something placed in the middle of the hall.

      It was a huge coffin!

      I was obviously very scared in my heart. I clearly wanted to escape this damn place, but my body seemed to have lost control as I slowly and mechanically approached the huge coffin.

      one step, two steps

      As I got closer, I began to see what was in the coffin.

      There, a decayed corpse could be seen!

      The corpse had almost dried up into a skeleton. However, it was wearing a white ceremonial robe with exquisite patterns embroidered on it with black lines.

      Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that there were two tablets on the high platform beside the coffin. One of them even had my name written on it!

      I panicked. Just as I wanted to get a better look at it, the skull suddenly moved. It turned towards me!

      The next second, its empty eye sockets were staring straight at me.

      AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I screamed in fright and fell back, losing my balance and falling to the ground.

      A black figure suddenly appeared in front of me. I was startled and subconsciously retreated backwards, but that person stepped forward and used one hand to grab onto my neck before forcefully lifting me up from the ground.

      I had difficulty breathing from the pinching, but my perfect face was filled with anger. I shouted sternly, Yan Nuo, have you gone mad? Which mother in the world would kill her own child? Why would This King marry a malicious woman like you?!

      My feet were off the ground, and I tried to beat the man's arms with my hands, but to no avail. The flawless white hand grew harder and harder, as if it wanted to strangle me to death.

      Let me tell you, no one is going to kill my child!

      Hearing those words, the grievances and hatred in my heart surged. I am clearly the victim!

      With the last of my strength, I shouted, That's not my child! It's a monster! I hate him! I hate you even more!

      This child is your bastard, not mine!

      I hate this person, so what if he looks good? I clearly didn't do anything wrong, yet I still have to suffer this kind of treatment. The one in my stomach is just a monster, he shouldn't have appeared in this world from the beginning to the end!

      CHAPTER 3 - EAT HUMAN FLESH AND DRINK HUMAN BLOOD

      Hey, is anyone sleeping?

      Someone asked in surprise after the door was unlocked. When I heard the sound, I woke up with a start and greedily breathed in the fresh air like a dying fish.

      I'm here. After calming my racing heart, I struggled to sit up. My mouth startled me: my voice was frighteningly hoarse, and my throat was burning with pain as if I'd swallowed charcoal.

      Yan Nuo? Yan Nuo, you're here. Are you having a fever? "

      I could clearly hear my roommate's footsteps coming my way, and I seemed to hesitate to lift the curtains of my bed. I said to myself that I couldn't let you see me like that. He quickly pulled on the bed curtain and pretended to be calm. Cough cough, I'm fine. Maybe the weather changes so it's easy to catch a cold. I'll be fine if I lie down for a while longer.

      After a few days of classes, the three of them picked up their bags and left. I was curled up in the corner of the bed. A wave of cold. At the same time, his heart was filled with panic.

      It's been a long time since I've felt this way — it's just that some people who overeat their diets get so hungry they want to eat so much.

      I struggled to get up and got out of bed with a packet of crackers. It was my favorite cream biscuit, but as soon as I unwrapped it, the whiff of butter hit me and made me nauseous.

      If he still didn't eat anything, it would really lead to his death. I swallowed hard, holding my breath as I popped the cookie into my mouth, forcing myself to chew and swallow.

      Owehhhhhhh ~ ~ ~

      Before the biscuit could warm up in my stomach, I ran to the bathroom and spat it out almost exactly the same. Drinking water was the same, and the clean mineral water tasted like swill.

      I looked at the packet of crackers that I had unwrapped, and the panic grew. I don't want to eat these things, so what do I want to eat? Or what else could I eat?

      An ominous feeling welled up in me, and I forced myself to calm down. I opened the cabinet to look for some medicine — I must have had a fever, so I didn't have any appetite. In my confusion, I accidentally knocked the glass off the table.

      Fragments of glass flew all over the floor. I made a 'tsk' sound in my head and squatted down to pick them up. Unexpectedly, my hand was cut, and bright red blood gushed out of the wound.

      I was stunned. At that moment, I suddenly had a strange longing. Somehow, I put my injured finger in my mouth and began to suck.

      A sweet taste spread in my mouth, and I immediately took a deep breath as if I had tasted something delicious.

      However, the wound was not big. Soon, the sweet taste was gone.

      The drug feeling instantly disappeared and I snapped out of it. I immediately froze on the spot as if I had been struck by lightning.

      What am I doing?

      I suddenly thought of the Japanese anime I had seen before. It was the same with the cardinals, they only ate human flesh, and eating a little human food made them so disgusted they wanted to die. What about me? I'm not a plant, but what am I, who wants to drink human blood?

      Am I even human?

      I couldn't stay here any longer, and the hunger crept up my insides like a maggot. I took the money and rushed to the door, I was going to find food, I couldn't starve myself to death.

      There was a snack street just outside the school. I walked along, but the fragrance that wafted through the air didn't bother me at all. It only made me speed up my pace. Finally I went into a coffee shop and asked for a cup of coffee.

      Miraculously, I was able to drink this steaming cup of coffee.

      I even forgot to blow on the hot air. I picked it up and gulped it down. The lingering hunger in my stomach finally eased a little, and my tears fell uncontrollably into my coffee cup.

      How did I become like this? Reason tells me I can't eat human flesh and drink human blood like a beast, but what am I going to do, drink coffee for the rest of my life?

      After paying, I walked out of the coffee shop in a daze.

      For some reason, the originally red sky suddenly darkened, and even the air became somewhat moist, as if it was about to rain.

      I didn't have time to notice the changes around me as I pressed my hand against my lower abdomen — it was all caused by this thing! If it wasn't for it, I wouldn't be like this!

      The sound of that wronged cry came to my ears again, but it only made me more and more irritated. I took a few steps, and suddenly I felt as if I had stepped on something.

      I looked down and found myself stepping on a small stack of paper money.

      CHAPTER 4 - PAPER-MAN MARRIAGE

      My back felt cold, and I looked up in fear. Suddenly, I heard the sound of suona. This suona sound sounded very strange. It was clearly a festive tone, but it forcefully brought out a sense of evil.

      Make way, make way!

      I felt a stiff hand push me so hard that I lost my balance and fell to the ground. Whose girl is this, with no eyes, standing in the middle of the road! "

      I was clearly standing on the side of the road, how could I block your way? He wanted to retort, but swallowed his words when he saw who it was.

      The man was dressed in a white linen robe, his body hunched over. His limbs were stretched out to the point where only a layer of skin was sticking to his bones. What was even more horrifying was the face – it was a skull, the empty eye sockets leaking out thick black liquid.

      You … I took a panicked step back.

      What's going on?

      It was then that I realized that this was the procession for the wedding — it looked like the wedding, but they were all wearing white silk, and their appearances were appalling.

      My legs were shaking, and not far away, a paper horse was swaying towards me. On top of the horse was an extremely overdone paper man.

      When he saw me, he actually giggled. His face revealed a strange smile, Beautiful lady, the young master of Japan is blessed today, getting married and taking in concubines, hehe!

      The skeleton slowly turned around, reminding the paper man, Young Master, what about Young Mistress?

      That bitch! Regardless of her, bring the little lady back first! The paper man waved his sleeve stiffly, and his eyes turned in my direction, a little greedily.

      I was scared silly. After the skeleton received the order, it waved its hand and a few neither human nor ghost like creatures surrounded me, wanting to capture me. I started to run, but then I heard a Ga Ga sound of laughter from behind me. Little girl, you won't be able to run away!

      My ass!

      I gritted my teeth. Besides, I'm already married. What right do I have to be your concubine? Who gave you face?!

      Wait a minute, how could I have the idea of married?

      My wife, don't run ~ ~ ~

      I gritted my teeth and dashed forward, but there was something following me from the start. At this crucial moment, I tripped and fell to the ground. Behind me, I heard another arrogant laugh, and I fell to my knees in panic, struggling to move forward.

      I want to see who dares!

      A gust of wind blew past, and my vision blurred before I was enveloped by an ice-cold aura.

      I felt someone standing in front of me, pulling me into his arms, and I was stunned by the strange scent that mingled with the coolness. When he raised his head again, he was even more stunned. Why was it him?

      And the anger on his face was even more intense than when he knew I was going to knock out his child.

      With a wave of his hand, those human and ghost skeletons were pushed back by an invisible force, and were crushed into pieces. As the horse's front hooves bent, the paper man on top of it fell to the ground, its paper-like body trembling as if in fear:

      Your Highness, spare me! Your Highness, spare me!

      The arm around me was tight, as if trying to suppress anger. I let out a low cry of pain, and he relaxed his grip a little when he saw it.

      Speak, what happened?

      I … I … The paper man was so scared that he stammered. It was not easy for me to understand what he meant, I only saw this little lady … Ah, no, no, this lady, she's as pretty as a fairy, and her body was covered with pure Yin energy. This little one really doesn't know that she's someone close to you! I beg you, your highness, for my little lady's sake, please spare this little one's life!

      A paper man kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, this scene was quite laughable. But I couldn't laugh at all. I couldn't help but look up at the richly decorated white sedan chair. There was no movement from start to finish.

      For some reason, the silent bride made me feel even more fearful.

      Raise your head. An emotionless voice suddenly sounded from the top of his head.

      I was stunned but still managed to lift it up.

      Remember her face. If you meet her in the future, get lost! That person coldly scolded. He looked at the palanquin and coldly snorted. It's time for you to take care of your husband. Don't let him pick a fight!

      After a moment of silence, a high-pitched voice came from the sedan. Yes, I will remember.

      Let's go.

      The man grabbed my hand and pulled me to my feet. The paper man's flattering voice came from behind, Thank you for not killing me, Your Highness. Thank you for not killing me!

      When I heard this duck-like voice, I felt goosebumps all over my body. I couldn't help but turn my head to look, but a hand was holding my head down. Don't look back. Do you really want to go back and be my concubine?!

      I shook and didn't dare to move again.

      After walking for a long time, I still didn't dare look up at him. Not long ago, this man tried to strangle me. I should hate him. If I wasn't pregnant with his vile creatures, I wouldn't have become a monster that only wants to eat human flesh and drink human blood. I don't know why, but as I walk by his side, I feel a little nervous.

      We're here.

      He suddenly stopped and stared at me with a pair of strange demonic eyes. His eyes flickered with complicated emotions. Run forward! You're not allowed to turn back! Run back in one breath!

      Also, if you want to come out in the future, wash your face and wake up. If one's mind is unstable, it is very easy for one to accidentally enter the Yin Street. he said softly behind me.

      You … I still had a lot of questions I wanted to ask this person, but who knew that after being pushed by him, my leg would move uncontrollably. In the end, he only had enough time to turn his back and shout out, Tell me your name!

      CHAPTER 5 - CARTOON AND FEMALE CORPSE

      When I came back to myself, I found myself back on the street. The crowd was in an uproar, there was no longer the sinister road that they had just traversed, no longer the white wedding procession.

      I touched my forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.

      The experience was too real, too real to be a dream. I stood in the street, greedily breathing in the human air.

      My lower abdomen seemed to faintly move. I stretched out my hand and pressed on it. However, it was calm once more. It was flat, and couldn't feel anything unusual about it. For some reason, I thought the thing in my stomach seemed happy.

      Was it because I saw his irresponsible father? I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh.

      Wait, I was acting like a pregnant woman who's been abandoned! How could he be so useless? I shook my head and told myself that this thing was going to be destroyed soon.

      I'm going to go to the store and buy a box of instant coffee. I can't just buy coffee every day.

      I felt in my pocket and found something in it besides my wallet. He took it out and saw that it was a slip of paper. The words written on it were vigorous and elegant.

      Go to the bookstore on the corner and buy the comic book at the bottom of the second shelf. Read it by twelve o'clock tonight and burn it. Zi Sang Ming."

      Zi Sang Ming Zi Sang Ming Ming Ming?

      Is that the man's name? As expected, humans were strange, and their names were similar. The name always gave me a feeling of death.

      I put the note back in my pocket and thought about it again.

      Why did a ghost know the word comics? Did ghosts keep up with the times? Why did this man want me to buy a cartoon?

      I lingered in front of the bookstore for a long time, until my mother-in-law put on a fighting posture before hesitantly going in.

      This bookstore was very small and narrow. It was a good place to buy materials and old textbooks. The bookshelves inside reached to the ceiling, blocking out the light, making the whole bookstore gloomy and scary.

      I feel a little nervous. It's scary to go into a bookstore. But then it turned out that it wasn't this bookstore that was scary, it was the comic book that Zishan had asked me to buy.

      I stood there for a while, but I still couldn't control my curiosity. I did as Zishan Ming told me, bought the book, paid the bill, and hurried back to my room.

      He looked at his watch. It was almost eight o'clock. And the time that Zi Sang Ming gave me was short before 12 o'clock. Fortunately, the book didn't look too thick, so he should be able to finish it.

      Who knew, just as I flipped to the first page, my cell phone starts ringing.

      It was the counselor who called me. So it turned out that he found out that I hadn't been to class for the past few days, so he called me to ask. I made up a reason for catching a cold and then said I'd pay the bill right away, so I fooled him.

      Putting down my phone, I sighed. There was no other way. The counselor called me over probably because he didn't believe that I had a fever. After all, there were many students who would lie to me like that these days. I scribbled a note and slipped the comic book into a pile of books on the table.

      The counselor's office was on the first floor of another dormitory, in the far corner. The dorms on the first floor of this building weren't for students. The empty rooms were basically used as offices and activity rooms for student departments. They were usually locked.

      It was already dark, and the deserted corridor looked gloomy. Fortunately, the light in the counselor's office was still on. The door was unlocked, so I knocked on it. No one answered, so I went in.

      There was no one in the office. There were some files on the table and the computer was still on.

      I remembered the cartoon that was still waiting for me and decided to leave the note here. But as soon as I reached the door, the office door slammed shut.

      There was no fan in the office except for an air conditioner. The windows were closed and there was no wind. I stood there for a moment, trying to turn the knob, but it didn't budge.

      The office was quiet, and I took a step back. A drop of cold sweat ran down his back.

      I heard a small, slow tick, tick, and at the same time I heard the babble of the child, who seemed to be in a hurry, as if urging me to do something. But I didn't know what he was trying to say. Instead, he was mesmerized by the tick.

      Where did it come from?

      The office is not large, but because our college's various professional counselors work here, the screen blocks off everyone's table and blocks their view. And the voice came from the corner.

      One's curiosity cannot be quelled once it has begun. Ignoring the growing warning in the child's sobs, I inched toward the corner of the office.

      Gradually, I saw a skirt.

      After that, the scene in front of me made me open my eyes in fear. I subconsciously wanted to shout for someone, but my throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton, unable to utter a single syllable.

      The corpse of a woman lay on the ground.

      The girl in the red dress was lying on the ground with her body twisted. She raised one hand high up, palms facing the ceiling, and there was a bone-deep wound on her wrist. Blood gushed out and dripped onto the ground.

      Her eyes were wide open. Fear, disappointment, and anger gathered on her face, completely distorting it.

      But I was completely dumbfounded — how could there be a body in the counselor's office?

      My mind went blank and I heard the child's voice again, and this time he burst into tears. And I just stood there. Suddenly, the female corpse moved.

      She maintained that terrible expression as her head slowly twisted and her neck made ka ka sounds. I could no longer think. I just watched as she turned her head, her eyes still staring, and the corners of her mouth curled into a sly smile.

      Help, she said, her voice like a strangled voice, staring at me.

      AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! I finally couldn't help but scream out loud. I immediately turned around and dashed towards the door. Unexpectedly, my vision went dark, and my entire body fell limply to the ground.

      This time, Zi Sang Ming probably won't come to save me. Before I lost consciousness, such a thought flashed through my mind.

      CHAPTER 6 - VANISHING MEMORY

      Girls nowadays just don't care about themselves. Not to mention loving pretty girls, let's see how low the blood sugar level is!

      I heard someone nagging in my ear. When I opened my eyes, there was a blinding white light that made me close my eyes again.

      Nuo! Nuo Nuo, you're awake? Seeing that I had woken up, my three roommates surrounded me with a Hu La sound, scaring me out of my wits.

      Eh, you're all here. What happened? I cover my aching head.

      You still have the nerve to say that! The biggest girl in the room slapped my back and said in a bad mood, Why are you like this? He was so ill that he did not make a sound or go to the hospital! Are you trying to die? Huh?"

      F * ck off, how could you curse like that? Another lively sister, Anthea, sat down and said, Nono, your blood sugar is too low. He fainted in the counselor's office, which scared him.

      Fortunately, the head of the staff team had called us. The counselor called us and sent you to the infirmary.

      I found myself in a white hospital bed with a quilt over my body. There was a small needle in his hand. It looked like he had been injected with glucose.

      Because of the change in my constitution, this needle of glucose always made my skin feel a little itchy, as if it had been injected with dirt. But there's no other way. I can't tell others that dextrose is useless and that we need human blood, right?

      I laughed and chatted with them, but I couldn't forget what I had seen before I fainted.

      The dead woman was right. I definitely saw it.

      But if there was a female corpse, why hadn't the counselor found it? Could it be that the counselor killed someone? Impossible! He already has a counselor, wife and children, and he is usually very responsible. His reputation is very good, so he wouldn't do such a thing.

      'Could it be that the murderer was still hiding in that office? '

      I shivered. If that's really the case, then the other party must have seen my face. Or could it be that the female corpse was not a real corpse, but a ghost?

      When I thought of the paper man's wedding I had seen in the afternoon, I suddenly felt that it really was a ghost.

      [What the hell is wrong with me?

      I bemoan my ill-fated fate, but I can't show it to anyone else. He could only hide these secrets and return to his dorm room with his roommates.

      When I got back to the bedroom, I slumped over the table. The three of them said they were going out for a midnight snack and asked if I wanted anything. If it was before, I would definitely ask for cold noodles, iron plates and potatoes. But now, all I could say was, Bring me a cup of coffee.

      Sister Jing disagreed, saying that she didn't want to sleep after drinking coffee so late in the night. In the end, she left in a huff.

      I lay down on the table for a while, and then I remembered to knock out that weird thing in my stomach, so I stood up and looked for my previous checklist. I decided to do the operation tomorrow.

      After I found the list, it occurred to me that I had forgotten something. I glanced at my watch. Zi Sang Ming's cartoon!

      He had delayed a trip to the counselor's office. It was already past ten-thirty. I thought back to Zishan Ming's statement that I must finish the burning before 12 o'clock, and immediately panicked. He began to rummage through my pile of textbooks.

      No.

      I went through it a few times and was shocked to find that the comic book was gone!

      The result struck me as absolutely unmistakable. Before I went out to look for the counselor, I put the book down on the table in my hand. Between the two books, I remembered them all.

      And now the comic book was gone.

      I dropped into a chair. And my hands couldn't stop shaking — I don't know why, but I had the feeling that if I hadn't read this book and burned it as Zishan said, something terrible would have happened.

      I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down. I grabbed my phone and dialed Jing-jie's number. Jing-jie, did you see the comic book on my desk?

      Sister Jing should be on the food street, so her voice was very loud, What? When did you start reading comics? No, we didn't see it."

      Sister Jing had always been a steady person and would never joke like this. If she said she didn't see it, then she really didn't see it. But how could that be possible? My cartoon is not alive, so it could just grow legs and run away.

      I covered my face and fell to the ground. It was as if his entire body had been sucked empty.

      I don't remember anything that happened later that night. When I came back, I found myself sitting on the ground, as if my soul had left my body, which scared them to death. To be honest, all I remember about that day was buying a cup of coffee, and then what happened in the hours between the afternoon and the evening, and I forgot all about it. The memory in his head seemed to have been devoured, leaving nothing behind.

      That night, for the first time in two months, I did not dream of Zishan.

      CHAPTER 7 - THE CHILD WAS GONE?!

      The next day, I got up early. He went to another hospital.

      The result was another examination. He didn't expect that after the doctor looked at the checklist and sized me up, he said with suspicion, Miss, are you pregnant?

      What? I was surprised.

      Who showed it to you? The doctor frowned. Can you make up your mind about a pregnancy like this?!

      I don't know what to say. Are you kidding me? This thing has been tormenting me for so long, but today the doctor suddenly told me that this thing is gone? Impossible, what kind of international joke was this?!

      Subconsciously, I touched my lower abdomen. It was still very flat.

      No, Doctor, it's definitely there. Take a good look! I'm so anxious that I have to get rid of this damn thing no matter what I say today. The coffee is delicious, but I can't drink it for the rest of my life!

      Hey girl, why are you so unreasonable? The doctor looked at me as if I were a lunatic. It's not a big deal, he said. Can't you just work a few more times from now on? I'm telling you, I know kung fu, so you're not allowed to cause trouble! "

      What do you mean, trying a few more times? With Zi Sang Ming?! My face burned at the thought. And this doctor, at any rate, I will be your companion in the future, like someone who knows how to cause trouble? Besides, with one look you can tell that you are at the level of a grandma. It's already good enough for you to do a square dance. What kind of martial arts do you know!?

      I stormed out of the hospital. There was no way to check if he was pregnant, and there was no way for him to do it. What the hell was going on!?

      Originally, he wanted to live a normal life after enduring pain, but who knew that it would turn out to be like this!

      I couldn't believe it. I went to a nearby drugstore and bought a bunch of pregnancy tests. He came back and spread the news.

      As a result, they were all negative. That is, I am not pregnant.

      I can't believe it. He forced himself to calm down. It occurred to me that I hadn't heard the little kid giggle all day. In the past, whenever I woke up, I would always hear this laughter, as if it was a greeting.

      But now it was gone.

      That thing was gone.

      I pressed my lower abdomen. It was soft and flat, but it didn't have the feeling of swelling from before. I took a biscuit and put it in my mouth, but I didn't feel sick.

      Everything seemed to be telling me that the womb in my stomach was gone.

      The moment I realized this fact, I felt so wronged that I wanted to cry. My mind wasn't thinking about how I could live a normal life after finally being released from it, but how I was going to deal with my child after it was gone.

      I sat on the floor, not knowing what to do. His face was already wet from touching it. My tears really did fall.

      I should be happy!

      Reason tells me I'm free, and that's good. However, some inexplicable feeling said that your child is gone. Although he is just a ghost, he didn't do anything wrong. This is all the fault of an irresponsible mother like you.

      Two thoughts were arguing in my head, and my head was about to explode. Finally, he climbed into bed and decided to sleep.

      This time, I dreamt of Zishan Ming.

      It was still that pure white hall, and Zi Sang Ming was still standing there. I took a step forward and met his red and green eyes. I wasn't as scared as before.

      I'm sorry. I struggled for a long time before I decided to say it. I think he must have known the child was gone. Although this was good news for me, it definitely wasn't good news for his father. Thinking about the experience from last time, it was not impossible to be strangled to death by him.

      He was staring at me so hard that I felt a chill run down my spine, and I suddenly had the urge to turn and run.

      After a while, he actually chuckled.

      I trembled, but found that he wasn't sneering. He was actually laughing out loud. He had to admit that although Zishan Ming was a ghost, the fact that he was born with such a good piece of skin made both men and women jealous. This peerless smile made me think of the words a stranger is like jade, a young master is peerless. It was used to describe Zishan Ming and was definitely not suitable.

      He came over suddenly, stood in front of me, and bowed his head.

      A burst of cold air entered my ears and I couldn't help but shiver. He extended his hand to support my shoulders. The child is still here. Don't worry. He's fine.

      What?!

      I was surprised, but Zi Sang Ming left my side. He looked at me with a calm expression and repeated, He's fine. He just suffered a bit of an impact and needs to sleep for a while.

      You have to be careful during this period of time.

      But … My emotions were in a mess right now, and I didn't know if I should be happy or disappointed. All I could say was: What's there to be careful about?

      Zi Sang Ming looked at me for a moment and suddenly said: You didn't read that book?

      Hmm? I was stunned, confused.

      He stared at me for a long moment before sighing.

      The cycle of reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao and the cycle of karma … no one can escape it. An extremely serious expression appeared on Zishan Ming's face as he said, The debt I owe you, sooner or later I'll have to pay it back.

      What are you talking about? I completely didn't understand what Zishan Ming was saying.

      Nothing. Zishan Ming shook his head and said to me, We won't be seeing each other again for this period of time.

      If you're in danger, go to the last shelf of the bookstore and find a black book. Zi Sang Ming continued, No matter what, if there's no solution, then go to the biggest mulberry tree next to the school building and drip three drops of your blood. If you call me Master three more times, then you'll be able to see me.

      ME: Blood dripping is a must, calling for your husband doesn't seem to be necessary, right? Was it really good to take advantage of them and be so brazen?

      What is our relationship? He is a ghost, do I have to find a ghost to be my husband? I wanted to ask what Zi Sang Ming was thinking, but I didn't know what to say, so I swallowed it back.

      Go back. This time, Zi Sang Ming no longer had the vicious aura from before, and even his devilish eyes became gentle. It was hard to believe that we had ever fought each other, but now we were able to communicate in such a calm and peaceful manner.

      Zi Sang Ming took a step forward and gently pushed me on the shoulder.

      Remember me. That was the last thing he said to me.

      CHAPTER 8 - LACERATED BODY IN LAKE

      When I opened my eyes, I was back in my bedroom.

      Rubbing his stomach, he felt a lot more at ease. When Zi Sang Ming told me that the child was still alive, I actually felt a shallow sense of joy.

      Wait, wait! Am I crazy?!

      I slapped myself on the head. No matter what, at least his sense of taste had returned to normal. It was still pretty good.

      After a few days of peaceful days like this, the demon embryo in his stomach had been quiet, as if it had really fallen asleep.

      I thought my normal life had been restored, but within a few days, the nightmare had returned.

      It was a fine day and I woke up early. Joanna and Sister Jing went to run in the morning. The other roommate, Yan Nan, was a sleepyhead and refused to get up early. The three of us laughed and made a ruckus all the way to the ring-school.

      Here we have to talk about the geography of our school: between the teaching building and a residential district is a road around the school. Usually no one passes by, and next to this road is a small lake, which is always calm, like a stagnant pool of water.

      We ran around the lake and did some stretching. Anthea opened her arms and took a deep breath. What fresh air!

      I smiled and crouched down to tie my shoelaces when my key slipped out of my pocket. He rolled down the slope.

      The keys were very important. The bedroom, the closet, and the drawers were all there. If they were lost, it would be quite troublesome. I was too anxious to ignore the dangerous announcement, and tried to slide down the slope, trying to reach the keys.

      Sister Jing was anxiously shouting my name at the back, so I didn't have time to think about it. I just wanted to get the key back as soon as possible.

      Seeing that my middle finger had already reached into the key ring, I subconsciously wanted to retrieve it. Unexpectedly, something caught my wrist.

      What is it?

      There was a thin mist on the surface of the water. I waved my free hand, and the thing that had grabbed my wrist finally showed its true form, and as soon as I saw it, my eyes widened.

      It was actually a hand!

      The hand was rotted, pale and swollen, with blisters of all sizes and yellow pus that made it look horrible and disgusting. Following the direction of the hand, he saw that there was actually a spherical object floating in the water, and it was wrapped by a black thing.

      The black one should be the hair, and the round one

      It would only be the head.

      My eyes didn't move at all. My whole body trembled like a sieve. The scene before his eyes was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. He did not know how to struggle free from the grip, so he could only stare at the floating head, watching as dark red blood slowly seeped into the muddy lake water …

      The head suddenly moved, and the big ball of hair slowly floated away. This scene should have been extremely beautiful and enchanting, but at this moment, my eyes could only see an indescribable weirdness.

      A face that was more than half destroyed floated out. Those eyes that were soaked in water that didn't look like they belonged to someone opened wide, and within those eyes were a large area of white without pupils. Two streams of blood flowed out as those lips that had been cut apart moved stiffly, saying to me, Yan Nuo, I died a miserable death!

      At that moment, it was as if all my feelings had disappeared, until the earth-shattering screams of Sister Jing and An An rang out behind me.

      The appearance of corpses in the school's lake was a matter that could not be ignored. Even though the school had desperately sealed off the news, the news had quickly spread among the students due to how well-developed the cellular network was these days.

      As the first witness at the scene, I naturally had to take notes.

      I was stupefied. Sister Jing and An An were both scared silly, but they still forced themselves to comfort me. In the end, the police saw that I was in a daze and sent me back. The first thing I did when I got back to my room was rush to the tap and wash the skin with all my might, wishing I could peel it off.

      The cold, stiff, sticky feeling, I don't think I'll ever forget.

      The woman was in a terrible situation. The police had sent out a salvage boat and searched for a long time, only her head and half of her arm. The rest of her body was nowhere to be found. What was even more terrifying was that despite the head soaking in the water for a long time, blood continued to flow from the wound, as if the head was just a layer of skin and was covered in blood.

      And what scares me even more is that I know that girl.

      As a major, we were divided into four classes, which were easily managed. However, as the classes were usually held in a large classroom, even if they weren't in the same class, they would recognize each other more or less.

      This girl was called Chen Ziyue, and they had only greeted each other a few times before, so they weren't familiar with each other. However, his death today was still a cause for regret and sorrow.

      I fell into a chair, my mind in a daze, but my mind still echoed what Chen Ziyue's head said to me: Yan Nuo, I died so miserably.

      What was she trying to say? He was already dead, how could he still speak? Could it be that there really was an evil spirit involved?

      The sun was high outside and the sky was clear. Yet, I felt as though I had fallen into an icehouse, wishing that I could wrap myself in a cotton-padded jacket to ease this bone-piercing chill.

      Yan Nan wasn't there at the time, nor was he frightened. He went to find a counselor to give us three leave of absence, and even made an appointment for psychological counseling.

      Life had been lost, and he was a professional classmate, so no one felt too bad about it. I went out into the corridor to catch my breath, and the people who came and went looked at me with complicated looks, unconsciously keeping a distance from me. I felt the deliberate estrangement, and immediately felt even more sad.

      I always felt as if I had forgotten something very important, but I couldn't.

      Yan Nuo?

      CHAPTER 9 - SU XIAO'S HELP

      Someone patted my shoulder. I turned around and saw that it was two girls. They were Chen Ziyue's roommates.

      There was still fear and unease on their faces. After hesitating for a long time, they finally said, Yan Nuo, can you tell us what is going on?

      Actually, I didn't want to say anything, but she's Chen Ziyue's roommate after all, and she might even know some clues. Whether it was out of concern or gossip, they should also know what had happened.

      I tried my best to say it in a less frightening manner, but of course, I didn't say what Chen Ziyue said to me, for fear of scaring them.

      However, after the two of them finished listening, their faces were still as pale as paper.

      One of the girls, whose name was Su Xiao, retreated a few steps before suddenly letting out a terrified scream: She's coming for us, she's coming for us!

      I was startled and was about to ask what was going on when Su Xiaoxiao turned around and ran away. It was as if she was being chased by something extremely terrifying.

      The other girl said she was sorry and ran after Su Xiao, leaving me by myself, staring at their backs in a daze. Su Yan's shriek just now attracted the attention of many people. Everyone thought that I was just exaggerating the situation to scare the other party, so they pointed at me and kept their distance.

      I stood where I was, the sun coming in through the window at the end of the corridor, casting a golden glow. The corner I was standing in was dark and cold, as if I had been cut off from another world.

      I subconsciously hugged my shoulders, unable to release the chill of being abandoned.

      What should I do?

      The surroundings were deathly silent.

      I stood like a wooden figure for a long time, and then I remembered what Zishan had told me: If you have any trouble, go to that bookstore and find a book.

      At such a crucial moment, I didn't even care if his words were true or false. It was as though a drowning man grabbing onto a lifesaving straw. Even if he knew his chances were slim, he would still go all out. Chen Ziyue is already dead. My intuition tells me that if I don't think of a way to

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