Chapter 95 Water Ghost 18

Zhou Qingyan said those words thinking he was considerate.

In fact, he felt disgusted when he uttered the man's name. Along with the words came the imagined picture processed by his brain. Yu Jiao was really with other men. Such a picture deeply stimulated him.

The scene he imagined of being with Yu Jiao when he was alive was completely different from the scene he imagined at this moment.

During his lifetime, Zhou Qingyan longed for Yu Jiao's love and wanted to build a stable and loving family with her. After a day's work, they could curl up on the sofa to watch TV and movies, and occasionally get together with friends. Their life was simple and happy.

But at this moment——

Work?

friend?

entertainment?

They are all bad things that occupy Yu Jiao's attention!

Zhou Qingyan wanted to use the black fog to turn the entire house into a sticky, inescapable nest. There would only be him and Yu Jiao in the nest, without any interference from others. Yu Jiao's eyes would only be on him... But, but it wouldn't work. She was worried that it would scare her. What he wanted was a lively and positive Yu Jiao, not a Yu Jiao who was trembling with fear all day long.

Dark thoughts like sticky swamp mud slowly flowed into his mind and receded like the tide. He thought that his hidden thoughts unknowingly revealed their terrifying features.

Yu Jiao widened her eyes in horror.

She didn't know how to deal with the...evil ghost that was pressing her down on the sofa?

The intense jealousy that erupted from Zhou Qingyan at a certain moment burned in his eyes like the flames of hell. Scarlet blood seemed about to drip onto Yu Jiao's face. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and her limbs were stiff, beyond her control. Yu Jiao recalled the events of the past few days in her mind.

Zhou Qingyan behaved gently in front of her most of the time, and he tolerated all of Yu Jiao's occasional temper. Gradually, Yu Jiao had the illusion that he would not hurt her.

But she had been overlooking one thing.

What kind of feelings does Zhou Qingyan have towards her?

Yu Jiao wasn't so confident as to think he loved her deeply. The two of them had never interacted during his lifetime, and after experiencing Cheng He's infidelity, Yu Jiao was now skeptical of men's promises. Not to mention that the man in front of her was not a human at all, but a ghost...

ghost.

Vicious, vicious, and terrifying.

What exactly does he want to do?

Yu Jiao stared blankly into his scarlet eyes.

The pair of big hands that were clasped around her waist seemed to want to break her waist. She didn't know what he was thinking, but his lips suddenly moved close to hers, and the cold and eerie breath made her tremble all over. He quickly raised his head as if nothing had happened, and the madness in his eyes that frightened her faded away.

Yu Jiao realized that Zhou Qingyan would go crazy.

There were no signs.

Unpredictable.

The weather is changeable.

She suddenly regretted not trying her best to escape Zhou Qingyan's control the moment he appeared, not refusing him when he offered to help her deal with the third party, and even felt a secret joy at being protected... She regretted even more that she didn't leave the supermarket when the shelves collapsed, leaving Qingcheng City and Zhou Qingyan as quickly as possible...

Her timidity and hesitation forced her to face this evil spirit that could go crazy at any time. Especially since he seemed to treat her as his own property. Although he said words that made people yearn for her, he also wanted to be her babysitter, warm her bed... and even take on the task of choosing a partner for her.

But what appeared in his eyes was not the case at all!

He is jealous.

Deeply jealous.

Yu Jiao doesn't want to die.

Who knows what this uncontrollable evil spirit will do in the future?

Zhou Qingyan was fascinated by the way Yu Jiao was thinking. He didn't want to take his eyes off her for a moment, and naturally took in the fear in her eyes. His sinister aura suddenly surged. He pinched her chin with his fingertips and forced his gaze close to hers: "...What are you thinking about? Why did you suddenly show a fearful expression, and even..."

The tip of his nose sniffed her neck, and the look in his eyes became darker: "You are afraid of me and want to leave me, Yu Jiaojiao..."

Yu Jiao was indeed afraid, afraid of the way he looked like a ghost. Her eyes were so red that they seemed to be bleeding, and the spreading bloodshot cut his eyeballs. At the same time as she was afraid, she blamed herself. Could she only cower in fear and be intimidated by him?

She had to do something.

At least we have to test what's so crazy about Zhou Qingyan.

Yu Jiao thought so.

Her mind told her to faint, but Yu Jiao gritted her teeth and looked directly into Zhou Qingyan's sinister gaze. Her chin was still clamped in his hand, and the cold breath from his fingertips seeped into her blood and bone marrow through the pores on her face. She blinked slowly twice and said in a trembling voice, "No, Zhou Qingyan, I haven't thought about leaving you... I'm really scared. You look so scary now. Can you please not be like this?"

Zhou Qingyan was stunned.

Yu Jiao pinched her fingertips nervously.

She began to think back to the way Zhou Qingyan had treated her when she had previously instructed him to help her with her work… He seemed quite humble, didn't he? Did he not throw a tantrum?

She stared at Zhou Qingyan's facial expression, afraid that he would see through her lies. After all, she had thought about escaping from him countless times.

Zhou Qingyan looked at himself in Yu Jiao's eyes, his eyes were bloodshot and surrounded by black energy, guilt and self-blame surged in his heart. Jiaojiao was timid, and he was too confident that he could control the changes in his body, but he didn't expect to be exposed anyway.

"Sorry...Jiaojiao, I will control it."

very good.

That's it.

He is not as unreasonable as imagined.

Yu Jiao placed her hands flat on her chest and continued to plead: "Then, then can you stay away from me..."

Zhou Qingyan's face suddenly darkened, and she changed her tone: "You're too heavy. My chest and body hurt. Can you please sit up?"

Zhou Qingyan said apologetically, "I'll be right there."

Very easy to talk to. Yu Jiao wouldn't foolishly think that he would always maintain this attitude. After all, just a few minutes ago, he had an expression that looked like he wanted to kill her - in fact, he didn't want to kill her, he was just too scary.

Yu Jiao made many requests one after another. She remembered her evaluation of Zhou Qingyan when he was alive, that he was a somewhat chauvinistic man, but Zhou Qingyan's behavior did not fit her definition at all.

When she said she wanted to eat apples, Zhou Qingyan would wash them and place them in front of her. When she shook her head and refused to eat them, Zhou Qingyan would show an expression of sudden enlightenment and peel the apples and cut them into neat cubes.

The look of disgust and aversion that was revealed in the memory became gentle.

Zhou Qingyan would comply with any unreasonable request she made, except for one time when she said she wanted to eat the egg fried rice Zhou Qingyan made and wanted to eat it now. This time must have challenged his bottom line, right?

But Zhou Qingyan didn't. He gave her a helpless look, as if he was looking at a grouchy child. He stroked her hair and asked, "Do you really want to eat at this time? It's going to be your bedtime in half an hour."

Yu Jiao nodded: "Now."

Zhou Qingyan's expression at that time gave her the illusion that he knew she was deliberately making things difficult for him, but what could she do? She still did as she was told.

This almost conveyed a certain message to Yu Jiao - Zhou Qingyan didn't care how unreasonable her behavior was in front of him. Even if she turned the world upside down, he would only clap and praise her. So what exactly did he care about?

The confusion was soon resolved.

Zhou Qingyan rarely set foot in her room. She didn't need to sleep at night. Yu Jiao didn't know what he did, but she estimated that even if he came into the bedroom, he would not rummage through things. Yu Jiao was a light sleeper and any slight movement would affect her.

The bedroom was filled with a large number of photos of her and Cheng He, as well as the gifts they gave each other on their birthdays. Yu Jiao carefully placed them in the cabinet beside the bed. However, when she opened the cabinet tonight, Zhou Qingyan saw the photo album inside.

The cover of the album is a photo of her and Cheng He kissing.

Zhou Qingyan said sullenly, "Throw it away."

Yu Jiao said "oh" and thought that there was no point in keeping the photo album since they had broken up anyway, so she put it in Zhou Qingyan's hands. However, the two then had a disagreement over an expensive piece of jewelry.

In fact, Yu Jiao was just worried about the price of the jewelry, so when Zhou Qingyan suggested throwing it away, she showed a hesitant look. Zhou Qingyan's expression became terrifying in an instant, and the exquisite necklace was instantly melted into fine powder by the black air and sprinkled at Yu Jiao's feet.

Yu Jiao was stunned. Zhou Qingyan's tone was cold: "...What's so worth cherishing about this broken thing? Are you reluctant to part with the necklace or the person who gave it to you?"

Zhou Qingyan acted like someone who had been betrayed by their beloved. He was angry and unwilling, and the rage in his eyes was so strong that it seemed ready to burst out. Yu Jiao completely lost the ability to think, and her mind was full of -

He was indeed jealous... What was there for him to be jealous of?

Zhou Qingyan continued to complain, "We should break up completely. A man like Cheng He is not worth your lingering. Everything he left here should be thrown away!"

He began to rummage through Yu Jiao's cupboard.

All the things that Yu Jiao classified as her boyfriend's were thrown on the ground by him, as if they were some shameful and dirty things. He didn't even look at them. He stared with bloodshot eyes and turned all those sweet memories or valuable gifts into powder.

Yu Jiao's confused mind gradually sorted out a line of thought.

He looked so crazy now, as if he was catching someone cheating. What did he think of her?

It is simply impossible to say that he had no thoughts about her during his lifetime. Otherwise, how could he have arrived at her house so accurately after his death, not only staying there, but also working tirelessly to wash clothes and cook for her.

And there is no jealousy at all.

Yu Jiao increasingly suspected that there was something wrong with her memory.

It was clear that Zhou Qingyan in her memories treated her like a monster, and occasionally showed an expression of extreme disgust...

She was thinking about something when Zhou Qingyan suddenly pushed her onto the bed. He started to say some irrelevant words that no one would believe: "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, don't think about Cheng He anymore... You can do what he can do..."

Her tone was even humble: "I don't ask for a name, nor do I ask you to promise me anything. I just want you to be happy... Jiaojiao, you felt it when I kissed you, and I felt it too... You can do whatever you want from me, and treat me as anything... Just stop thinking about other men, okay?"