Baby Night Walk (Part 3)
The little kid tilted his head and grinned at Shu, then stood up and walked towards him unsteadily with his arms outstretched.
He looked like he wanted to be hugged.
Yu Shu's heart was pounding and he threw a slipper at him.
But the slippers went straight through the baby's body, hitting the bed screen and bouncing slightly.
At the same time, Yu Shu frowned and found something wrong.
Jiang Yu was a very light sleeper, and even the slightest movement could not escape his ears. However, despite the loud crash just now, Jiang Yu did not react at all.
The little baby giggled a few times and stood at the end of the bed with his arms open, waiting for Yu Shu to hold him.
With the dim moonlight, Yu Shu finally saw the specific details of the baby, and there was a black umbilical cord on its belly button.
Shifting his gaze along the umbilical cord, his focus finally fell on Jiang Yu's bed.
Where is Jiang Yu!
The person lying on the bed was clearly a woman in a dress.
Yu Shu took a few steps back and hit his elbow against the metal handle of the bathroom. He felt weak and dull pain all the way up to the top of his head.
When the little kid saw that Yu Shu didn't hold him, the smile on his face disappeared and he started crying at the top of his lungs.
There was no wind in the room, but waves arose. The strong and cold wind swirled around the woman on Jiang Yu's bed. She sat up straight with her back to Yu Shu, her head turned 180 degrees. Only two holes were left in her eye sockets, which were clearly black, but they made people feel the endless resentment and sadness like rolling waves.
Yu Shu didn't dare to look directly into those eyes, for fear of being sucked into the bottomless pit and unable to escape.
He finally remembered that he still had He Yuhua's Eternal Life Knot. However, when he touched his chest, it was empty, with no trace of the Eternal Life Knot at all.
Yu Shu felt cold all over.
The woman actually bit off the umbilical cord and started crying. Her intermittent cries echoed in the closed room. The more you listened, the colder your back felt and the hair on your body stood up.
Without the restriction of the umbilical cord, the little baby squatted down and jumped in front of Yu Shu, pressing its swollen torso against Yu Shu's face, with its hands and feet firmly stuck to the back of his head.
The touch of ice penetrated him bit by bit, making Yu Shu suddenly feel dizzy.
His mouth and nose were blocked like a ball of wet cotton, and he gradually had difficulty breathing.
Before passing out, Yu Shu was still wondering where Jiang Yu had gone and why he didn't come to help. He couldn't handle this conjoined mother and child ghost.
When Yu Shu was completely hopeless, he suddenly felt the air rushing into his lungs.
A glimmer of hope brought him back to life, but everything in front of him was still dark, his hands and feet were still sore and weak, and he could only breathe instinctively.
And Jiang Yu was always there. He never left the room.
Although Wu Yihan's house was very clean and she was not haunted by evil spirits, Jiang Yu had a strong premonition after seeing the painting that something would definitely happen to Yu Shu tonight.
When he pinched Yu Shu's shoulder in the afternoon, he was burying a breath of his own breath into his body to prevent Yu Shu from having an accident silently at night.
Sure enough, he expected it right, and the one who raised a ghost in the boy group should be Wu Yihan.
Yu Shu's breath became weaker and weaker, and his body began to grow colder. No matter how Jiang Yu called out, he didn't respond.
But Yu Shu's discomfort was visible to the naked eye. His delicate facial features were wrinkled and his forehead, neck and body were covered with cold sweat.
The breathing turned into a hissing sound, as if someone was dying and was unable to breathe but was struggling to breathe, and within a few seconds, the breathing quickly stopped.
Jiang Yu made up his mind and used the simplest and most direct method - artificial respiration.
He leaned over, took a deep breath, pinched Yu Shu's nose, and blew into his mouth. His other hand rested on Yu Shu's chest, feeling the rise and fall of his rib cage. When the round of air delivery was over, Jiang Yu released Yu Shu's nose, allowing the air that had entered his body to slowly escape.
After repeating this two or three times, Yu Shu regained his physiological reflex of spontaneous breathing.
Before Jiang Yu could breathe a sigh of relief, Yu Shu, who was clearly still asleep, moved unconsciously and wrapped his hands around his neck.
The next second, Yu Shu pressed his lips tightly against hers.
Jiang Yu hallucinated a loud bang, his mind went blank and he was stunned.
Yu Shu kept sucking air from his mouth, but it didn't feel enough, so he pushed his tongue in and pried open his teeth.
Jiang Yu's brows twitched a few times, but when he confirmed that Yu Shu was not awake and was still in trouble, he had no choice but to cooperate.
He relaxed his lips, letting the technique stir around in his mouth, sucking air from it.
Yu Shu's tongue was entangled and fiddling with him in a random manner. Jiang Yu was confused for a moment and thought that Yu Shu was awake.
But when Jiang Yu bit Yu Shu's lip, he didn't get a normal response. He looked down and saw that Yu Shu was still unconscious and acting on instinct, treating him like an oxygen tank.
Although Jiang Yu knew that Yu Shu only regarded him as a source of air, things had changed now.
They were clearly kissing passionately. His mouth was filled with the scent of Yu Shu, a mixture of Western desserts and red wine. There was a hint of bitterness in the fragrance, and it started with a slightly bitter taste and ended with a sweet aftertaste.
Yu Shu's grip tightened more and more as if he would not be satisfied until he pressed Jiang Yu into his body. His mouth movements became more aggressive as he not only greedily breathed in the air but also began to swallow.
His lips were like a shield and his tongue was like a sharp sword, they were entangled and inseparable. The sound of Yu Shu swallowing slowly was particularly clear in the silent room.
The air in the room became a little hot and dry, and Jiang Yu broke out in a sweat. At the same time, Yu Shu's condition also improved. Warm breath began to be exhaled rhythmically from his nose, his chest rose and fell more regularly, and his cold limbs gradually warmed up.
Jiang Yu wanted to check on Yu Shu, but Yu Shu didn't know where he got the strength from, and locked his hands so tightly that Jiang Yu couldn't even raise his head.
Jiang Yu's lips and tongue were already numb. Yu Shu's tongue was like a snake, sucking and licking, drawing more moisture and nutrients from his mouth, with no intention of stopping to let him go.
Their saliva exchanged and mixed, wandering back and forth between their lips and teeth.
Before Jiang Yu could sigh that Yu Shu had finally relaxed his arms a little, Yu Shu changed his stance, pressing the back of his head with one hand and wrapping the other around his waist.
The ambiguous actions and the gradually heating up temperature in the room made Jiang Yu increasingly uncomfortable.
He had never encountered such a situation before, not to mention that the victim was Yu Shu, so he didn't dare to act rashly and could only willingly become a prey to be slaughtered.
The ghost doll vanished, and Yu Shu finally opened his eyes. The dark, cold, deserted room was gone, replaced by Jiang Yu's handsome face, almost poreless. Jiang Yu's eyelashes brushed lightly against his lower eyelid, the subtle touch soft and slightly itchy, like a feather scratching.
Jiang Yu's warm breath spread across his face, and he realized how close he was to Yu Shu. He was thinking about asking Jiang Yu to get up, but then he realized that he was pressing his lips against Jiang Yu's.
When Yu Shu reacted, his brain was in a fog, his eyes were wide open, and his body was stiff. He didn't know whether to move or not, but his tongue had its own ideas and stirred again.
Seeing Yu Shu wake up, Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes and pushed him away.
Jiang Yu's changeable expression made Yu Shu's heart beat fast. He put himself in his shoes and thought that if he were hugged by a possessed man and kissed and nibbled him with his tongue, he would also feel disgusted.
He glanced at Jiang Yu timidly and convinced himself that he was the older one after all and couldn't refuse to apologize for the sake of face just because he was possessed by evil spirits.
"I'm sorry. I saw a ghost baby and a female ghost. The ghost baby stuck to my head and I couldn't breathe. Suddenly, there was a breathing hole..."
Yu Shu's eyes were like springs. He glanced at Jiang Yu's lips that were red from being kissed, and then quickly looked away.
Jiang Yu took out a wet tissue, wiped his mouth, pretended to be indifferent and said coldly: "It's not a ghost, it must be the little ghost raised by Wu Yihan who planted a trace of thought in you." After that, he threw the waste paper into the trash can.
Thoughts themselves have no distinction between good and bad, so naturally there is no yin energy. I just didn't expect that the little ghost raised by Wu Yihan is so powerful.
"Wu Yihan's house is very clean, I didn't feel anything."
Yu Shu's pride was bruised by Jiang Yu's disdainful gesture. He was, at least, clean and tidy, didn't smoke or drink, and had no bad habits. The force of Jiang Yu's wet wipe seemed to carry a tinge of personal vendetta, but he was still a little embarrassed and didn't dare look Jiang Yu in the face.
Jiang Yu was still wondering whether he should act more serious to ease the awkwardness of their artificial respiration inexplicably turning into a deep French kiss, but when he caught a glimpse of Yu Shu's embarrassed look, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Yu Shu avoided looking at him, so he thought he was right and stared at Yu Shu: "There's something wrong with the paintings hanging in his house."
"Yeah, I was thinking about telling you after we got out, but I forgot about it after we took the pictures."
Yu Shu lowered his head and continued, "The ink in that landscape painting is flowing. I can even hear screams in my head when I stare at it."
Jiang Yu's brows were furrowed, he didn't expect that what Yu Shu saw was different from what he saw, and he even heard a sound.
He lowered his voice slightly and guided her, "There's a problem with the painting, but the bigger problem is its placement. Think back to how the painting was placed."
"No problem, two vertical ones..." Yu Shu's eyelids twitched: "Couplet."
Jiang Yu nodded in affirmation: "It's a wall, but they chose to use hanging paintings to simulate door couplets. And your condition tonight can't be a coincidence."
"I didn't expect it was a mother and child ghost. I thought it was because I had too many to control."
Jiang Yu had heard about babies crawling on the side of the road in Beijing at night, a rumor that coincided with the rise of boy bands. When Feng Meng first approached him about someone raising little ghosts but didn't know who, he assumed they were just too many to handle.
After listening to Yu Shu's description, the truth came to light. It turned out that the ghosts they raised were the mother and child ghosts with the greatest ability to fulfill wishes, but also the most evil and deadly.
Only when the fetus dies in the womb at full term and is about to be delivered, and the mother is forced to death or murdered by someone else and harbors extreme resentment, can a mother-child ghost be formed.
Fifteen out of ten people who raise this ghost will encounter trouble. Not only will it backfire on the person who raises the ghost, but it will also implicate their family and friends. Wu Yihan is really reckless. For fame, fortune and money, she dared to raise a mother and child ghost.
"It's easy to deal with now that we know the reason. Tomorrow, we'll find Feng Meng and the company's leaders, go to Wu Yihan's house and send the kid away."
"It would be best if we could send them away, but it's not that simple. The ghost baby's night walk is probably related to this."
"You didn't even ask me why I asked Feng Meng and the leader of the boy band company to come."
Yu Shu pretended to drink water, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at Jiang Yu. He didn't dare to admit it, but he knew that Jiang Yu's messy pajamas were definitely the result of his own careless touching.
"You have your considerations, but you won't harm me." Jiang Yu could probably guess a little, but the more important thing was that they were in the same boat, and Yu Shu would definitely not set a trap for him to jump into.
Jiang Yu kept staring at Yu Shu while he spoke, and saw through his little trick of pretending to drink water. His Adam's apple didn't move at all and he didn't swallow at all.
Jiang Yu suddenly became excited: "Dare to do it but not to admit it?"
Yu Shu took a few gulps of water in a panic and almost choked.
"It was an unexpected situation, and we are all grown men, what's there to worry about?" Yu Shu was in the wrong, and his voice became lower and lower. The last sentence I said was, "I kissed you before I even kissed a woman, so I feel pitiful too, okay?"
Ever since Jiang Yu met Yu Shu, he liked to find things to amuse him, and he always succeeded.
Jiang Yu drew out an "oh" sound, his face expressionless, it was hard to tell whether he was angry or not.
"Then what do you want?" Yu Shu finally met Jiang Yu's gaze.
"I didn't mean anything. Like you said, we are all grown men. It would seem petty if we keep making a fuss about it." Jiang Yu deliberately added a bit of breath to his voice, making it sound helpless as if he had suffered a loss and was forced to accept it.
Yu Shu felt very uncomfortable listening to this: "It is indeed my problem. So, you can make any request you want. As long as it is not excessive, I will do my best to meet it."
"real?"
Yu Shu's eyes were filled with seriousness as he nodded and said, "Really. I don't lie to children."
"I'll think about it when I think about it." Jiang Yu succeeded in getting something for nothing and smiled lightly.
When Yu Shu saw Jiang Yu agreed, his guilt was alleviated a little, and he felt more at ease knowing that he would not make any excessive demands.
Yu Shu yawned and looked at the time. It was already 2:30 in the morning. He was about to lie down and continue sleeping when Jiang Yu pulled him up.
"Let's get to work." In the blink of an eye, Jiang Yu changed into casual clothes.
"ah?"
"The ghost baby's night walk has begun."
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