Chapter 143 The Infinite Player's Ghost Wife
Bite marks appeared on Lin Zhi's pale knuckles. He frowned slightly, with a thin layer of tears in his eyes.
He pressed his stomach and breathed in slightly.
Xie Qing didn't have a bad habit of speaking and wouldn't use common swear words as a catchphrase to express his emotions, but now he made a big exception and cursed "damn it" in his heart.
Lin Zhi looking at him like that was a test for him.
Ever since he knew that Lin Zhi might not be satisfied with him, Xie Qing thought it over and decided that he must make Lin Zhi happy this time, so he was very patient.
But when Lin Zhi looked at him with this expression that seemed as if he couldn't bear it but tried hard to keep calm, Xie Qing had the urge to destroy him.
It was an extremely negative emotion, entangled with uncontrollable excitement and fear, just like when Lin Zhi's hand reached into his chest and touched his beating heart, bloody and disgustingly sticky, he actually had the same idea, crashing into and crushing the evil ghost's cold body, causing his internal organs that had long stopped functioning to mix together and become a pulp.
Xie Qing raised his hand to lift up his messy bangs slightly, his eyes drooping slightly, shocked by the sudden perverted thoughts in his mind.
The light is blocked and has no clear focus when it falls into the room, making the shadows on the ground blurry and blending with the surrounding dark colors like changing blocks of color.
Xie Qing held Lin Zhi's hand, staring at her without blinking, and coaxing her: "Wife, you are great, just do it like last time."
He was completely unaware that his tone had become distorted with excitement, and even though he was still smiling as usual, it was not pure.
Lin Zhi tilted her head slightly: "You talk a lot."
His lips were slightly parted and his breath came out slowly.
In fact, he is not really noisy, but sometimes the way Xie Qing talks makes people want to shut his mouth.
"Wife, don't you like me talking? But when people encounter wonderful things, they can't help but admire them. When I see you, I want to praise you."
Xie Qing stared straight at Lin Zhi's lips, leaned over and kissed him, giving Lin Zhi a moment to relax.
Xie Qing is very good at praising people. Different from Lin Zhi's social and high-EQ praise, Xie Qing's words of praise are actually not skillful. They give people a full sense of sincerity and make people feel his love.
Lin Zhi praised him from head to toe, from the outside to the inside.
Of course, he didn't waste any time. He moved his lips up and down, rubbed his cheek against Lin Zhi's palm, and kissed from the fingertips to the wrist.
No matter how luxuriously the single room on the top floor of the ship is decorated, it is still a single room and inevitably cramped.
Because of height issues, the bed is a tatami.
Xie Qing didn't even go to bed to sleep. Lin Zhi's waist was hanging in the air, slightly arched like a crescent moon.
Xie Qing murmured: "You are like a beautiful little moon."
Lin Zhi felt a little uncomfortable. He had never met someone like Xie Qing. Apart from necessary social activities, he was not a talkative person. He had a utilitarian heart, so he would not do meaningless things. It was not because he hated it, but he simply felt that there was no need to waste his energy.
Song Jiazhu, who is younger than Xie Qing, doesn't talk as much as Xie Qing after he regained his ability to speak.
Young people are shy and timid, but Xie Qing is almost writing "I like me" on his face.
"Xie Qing, be quiet."
Xie Qing's eyes lit up: "Wife, you call my name so nicely, call me more often."
Xie Qing liked hearing his name from Lin Zhi's mouth, as it gave him a feeling of being remembered.
He hoped that the feeling would be deeper for Lin Zhi. After all, being remembered was something to be happy about.
Lin Zhi kept silent, feeling a little annoyed.
His emotions were dispersed by Xie Qing. Although his body had no temperature, he felt dampness and heat, and his abdomen was sore and numb.
"Don't keep such a stern face. You'll age faster. Smile like me. You're obviously doing something happy."
Xie Qing leaned over and rubbed Lin Zhi's face with both hands, slightly pulling the corners of his lips.
Lin Zhiliang reminded: "We are already dead."
These were Xie Qing’s exact words, and they were given directly back to him.
"So you should be even happier. Honey, you will always have the innocent male version of me. Isn't this something worth being happy about?"
When Xie Qing thought of this, he smiled even more happily.
In the world of the living, there is a barrier between humans and ghosts. Ghosts always remain in their appearance at the time of death, but humans are different. They will grow old.
But the world of infinite games is the world after death, and he will always remain at this age and in this body shape. It’s really a happy thought.
Lin Zhi was silent. Why did he feel this way, a little annoyed and a little funny?
"Honey, please be more lively. Although there isn't much to see in these places, everything will be more interesting if you smile more."
Xie Qing rubbed Lin Zhi's cheek and stroked his lips with his thumb.
It was as if he had picked a cloudy day with nice air, carried his wife out of the coffin, made her stand up, and while he brushed the dust off his body, he kept muttering to himself.
Of course, this is only what is shown in the first half. In the second half, he may be aiming to break his wife up.
"Xie Qing, you are such a strange person."
Lin Zhi thought so in his heart and said so out loud.
It’s not that he couldn’t see through Xie Qing, but he was confused because he understood him.
Why should you let a ghost face the world happily when you clearly don't want to live.
When facing Xie Qing, he often had a feeling that the redeemer and the redeemed were reversed.
"Is it strange?" Xie Qing lowered his head slightly, and said shyly with some annoyance, "It is indeed a bit of a natural talent."
He said in a sweet tone: "Fortunately, my wife has adapted well."
Lin Zhi's emotions fluctuated. What a weird way to change the subject.
This is where Xie Qing's difficulty lies. It is difficult for people to understand his emotions.
"Shut up."
Lin Zhi's voice was cold and hard, squeezed out from between his teeth.
The pain of his heart being squeezed caught Xie Qing off guard. He was in so much pain that tears were about to come out, but he leaned on Lin Zhi, kissing his cheek and smiling.
"That's right, don't hold it in your heart."
The more Xie Qing's heart hurt, the harder he tried.
He even imagined that his heart could not bear the pressure and suddenly exploded in his chest. He would die in this way on Lin Zhi's body, and his corpse would slide softly off Lin Zhi's body, and at the moment of death, he would leave everything in Lin Zhi's body. If this was the case, Lin Zhi would never forget it.
Will he become his most profound memory in this infinite journey?
Sweat flowed into Xie Qing's eyes, mixing with tears and causing some stinging.
He spoke in a vague voice and acted coquettishly to Lin Zhi: "Wife, my heart hurts so much."
When he thought about which guy would benefit from his death, he felt inexplicably unwilling. Why should he die? He would talk about it later.
It was so lame that he died immediately after having an orgasm on his wife. Lin Zhi would laugh at him, so he didn't want to do that.
Lin Zhi loosened his hand. Originally, he just wanted to punish Xie Qing a little and didn't intend to make him die in pain.
What makes Xie Qing different from other personality fragments is that he has an overlapping pain of loss.
Unlike the situation where one day a huge change makes one lose all relatives, Xie Qing has people who take care of him and love him. After the loss, the scars healed with great difficulty, but were forcibly torn open again. It is not easy for him to feel that the world is beautiful again.
The difficulty of this mission does not lie in how many things need to be done, but in Xie Qing’s own mentality.
Lin Zhi even felt that in order to completely change Xie Qing's mentality, he might really need to be on the verge of death, but this boundary was a little difficult to grasp, and Lin Zhi did not want to really put Xie Qing in danger in order to change his mentality.
Looking further ahead, Lin Zhi was not in a hurry.
Besides, now is not a good time to think about plans. Lin Zhi soon lost his concentration, or rather, his concentration was only focused on one thing.
Xie Qing had no rules and was very aggressive and impatient.
Lin Zhi grabbed the quilt. The ship was sailing on the sea, and the waves were shaking, making people dizzy.
Lin Zhi still couldn't figure out what Xie Qing liked the most, because he seemed to like everything and everything was new to him.
The sun set outside and Lin Zhi lost consciousness. She remembered Xie Qing's bright eyes and his tireless publicity.
That night, except for Xie Qing and Lin Zhi, the other four teammates did not sleep well due to nervousness and fear of being killed in their dreams.
A night passed, there were no strange noises, no screams, and everything was calm.
Lin Zhi looked at Xie Qing who was sleeping in his arms, pushed away the arms and legs wrapped around his body, and walked out the door.
Thanks to the fact that he was originally a ghost, even if it was a bit excessive, it did not cause him too much burden.
The grayish-white mist floated rapidly on the hull, and Lin Zhi pursed her lips slightly.
Still didn't feel any resentment, not even any blood.
After Lin Zhi opened the door, he happened to meet eyes with Meng Ling who walked out of the room.
Meng Ling looked a little more energetic than yesterday. She pushed her glasses and greeted Lin Zhi.
Meng Ling took the initiative to say: "I saw them when I opened the door this morning. They went to the first floor to have breakfast. I just finished washing up. Do you want to go with me?"
As we all know, it is safer to act together than alone.
Lin Zhi nodded and went to the first floor with Meng Ling.
There were some tourists scattered around on the first floor, and the dining table offered Chinese and Western breakfasts for the guests to choose from.
When passing by the second floor, Lin Zhi took a look at the fish tank. Six ornamental fish of different species were swimming in it, looking carefree.
The five of them sat very close together, and Wu Zhongchuan didn't see the last teammate. He asked nervously, "Where's Xie Qing?"
Lin Zhi took a sip of milk and said, "Not awake yet."
Wu Zhongchuan: "This copy is hard to see through, so let's not leave him alone. Let's finish eating as soon as possible."
Chen Yun: "There are no clues at all. It's really strange. It seems that this place is just for us to relax and enjoy ourselves."
Wu Zhongchuan muttered: "I don't believe there is such a kind heart."
Chen Yun sighed: "I was just joking. It would be great if there was such a benefit."
She took a bite of the bun and put it down with a frown.
“There’s ginger in it.”
"Is there?"
Meng Ling swallowed it and she didn't taste anything.
"There's a little bit of Jiang Mo. Let's search it carefully again later."
Chen Yun explained, changing the subject.
They talked while eating. Lin Zhi glanced at their plates, drank the milk and went upstairs.
He put his hand on the door handle and just as he swiped the card to open it, the door opened from the inside.
Xie Qing's hair was still a little messy, and he looked at him with a little grievance: "Wife, why didn't you wake me up when you got up?"
The sunlight fell on his face, and his shadow appeared long and thin at his feet, sinking into the darkness in the room and blending with the shadow.
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