Chapter 100 Water Ghost 23
Before today, Yu Jiao had always thought she had seen Zhou Qingyan at his most terrifying. How much worse could it get? She had seen his body melt into a pool of blood, seen the gaping hole in his chest, even witnessed his occasional mad rants.
But these behaviors were accidental after all. Zhou Qingyan's appearance most of the time was no different from that of an ordinary living person, so much so that Yu Jiao almost regarded him as a slightly different human being. However—
His neck was facing her at a strange angle.
Face to face!
Yu Jiao leaned against Zhou Qingyan's cold chest. He hugged her from behind, and his breath traveled along the pores all over her body. As long as the pores were open, it was like a hungry person frantically grabbing the tiny bit of food. Her body trembled and she stared at the face in front of her with wide eyes.
His face was gloomy, like a rolling dark cloud, and his white neck was bent in a strange arc. When he saw the fear in Yu Jiao's eyes, his gaze became even more terrifying, as if an even bloodier scene was about to happen.
"Jiaojiao, are you afraid of me?"
“…”
Isn’t it obvious enough?
Yu Jiao swallowed hard. She reached out her hand tremblingly, intending to put his head in the right position, but her current position made it difficult to do so. She could only withdraw her hand awkwardly, cursing him inwardly as if he were sick, but she said, "Yes, it's a little scary... but it's okay, I can still accept it... haha..."
Perhaps it was Yu Jiao's fearful look that aroused Cheng He's protective instinct. He didn't know where he got the courage from, but even though he was wrapped in sticky black mist, he still shouted, "Zhou Qingyan! Let Yu Jiao go! She's my girlfriend!"
His shouting was very effective and successfully diverted Zhou Qingyan's attention. His neck quickly returned to its original position. A clicking sound rang in Yu Jiao's ears. She glanced sideways and found that the man had returned to a physical state acceptable to humans. Her heart suddenly dropped and she let out a long breath.
When Cheng He saw the ghost's face clearly, the fear in his heart eased a little. He and Zhou Qingyan had been classmates for four years and knew Zhou Qingyan's character very well. He was a typical person who valued friendship. He was also upright and studied hard. Such a person, coupled with his taciturn personality, would be inconspicuous but easy to trust wherever he went.
Although he was somewhat skeptical about the situation before him, after all, not everyone could accept the existence of ghosts in the world, but the black fog wrapped around him was not fake. He could feel the bound body making crackling sounds, which meant that the bones inside were dislocated or twisted.
"Zhou Qingyan," Cheng He's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Even though it hurt, it was still fear. He tried to use past memories to awaken Zhou Qingyan's brotherhood: "...It's great that you're still alive. Do you still remember me? I'm Cheng He, your good brother... Can you remove these things? It hurts so much, my bones are about to break..."
Zhou Qingyan stared at him expressionlessly.
He asked slowly, "Does it hurt?"
Cheng He nodded: "Yes, let me go."
What surprised Cheng He was that the black mist did stop tightening, the bone-tearing pain disappeared, and his emotions stabilized a little. Then he saw Zhou Qingyan, whom he called a good brother, with a proud expression of a winner on his face. He slowly hugged Yu Jiao and pressed his paper-white face against Yu Jiao's cheek, rubbing it with a gesture full of intimacy and dependence.
Yu Jiao looked helpless, curled up in his arms with a casual attitude. Her eyes quietly fell on Cheng He's face. Seeing his sudden jealous expression, she felt a surge of pleasure in her heart, but in the blink of an eye, she was blinded by the black fog. Zhou Qingyan's crazy tone came down like a torrential rain.
"Jiaojiao, what are you looking at? Don't look at him! Don't look at him!"
Yu Jiao shrank back. With her eyes covered, her other senses were magnified several times. She heard something jumping wildly in Zhou Qingyan's chest, accompanied by the slightly crazy tone of the voice. She leaned back against his chest helplessly. The sound of the black mist surging in the air was very slight.
She felt at ease in the eerie silence. What could possibly be the problem? Ever since she suspected Zhou Qingyan of having a crush on her, and now witnessing him become mad and terrifying out of jealousy, her suspicions becoming reality, she no longer felt the fear she had at the beginning.
Even Zhou Qingyan's strange body movements just now were spontaneously given a suitable reason: he was jealous to the point of madness, and even the image he tried hard to maintain in front of her collapsed.
He still has emotions, which proves that he has weaknesses, and there is nothing to be afraid of.
Yu Jiao comforted herself.
She tried to relax and snuggle up to him as softly as possible. She couldn't guarantee that Zhou Qingyan, in a rage, would not vent his anger on her. Moreover, whether out of moral constraints or weighing the pros and cons, she didn't want to see Cheng He die in her home.
On the other hand, if Zhou Qingyan could easily and without hesitation kill his former brother, who knew if he would use the same method against her in the future?
Zhou Qingyan is dead after all.
It is impossible to use the rules of living people to constrain and check it.
Yu Jiao's submissive attitude really eased Zhou Qingyan's confused emotions. The hands on her waist loosened their strength slightly. They were no longer as fierce as before, pressing the prey under their claws. It was more like she was acting coquettishly. His head did not make any strange changes again, but he rubbed his cheek against her with some dissatisfaction.
She exhaled.
I was just about to say something to ease the tense atmosphere.
The next moment, Cheng He's words caused the temperature of the entire room to drop rapidly, approaching the freezing cold, and the exhaled breath froze into ice in an instant.
He said, "Zhou Qingyan, can you let go of Yu Jiao? She is my girlfriend, the one I'm about to marry. I don't know what you've been through recently. If you have any problems, tell me and we can work together to solve them. But Yu Jiao doesn't understand anything. Let her go first. She's so scared that her face is pale..."
--Help!
Yu Jiao watched helplessly as the originally normal head shifted in front of her at a strange angle in a flash. His deep black eyes stared at her facial expression, and when he saw her uncontrollable trembling face, those hidden veins quickly crawled all over his skin.
The scarlet protruding blood vessels and the pale, almost transparent skin create a strong visual conflict and a terrifying and crazy experience.
"...What's wrong with you?" Cheng He, who hadn't yet realized the seriousness of the situation, tried to persuade her earnestly, "Don't scare Xiao Jiao. She's very timid. If you have any problems, come to me for discussion. We are good brothers..."
Yu Jiao really wanted to tell you to shut up.
Maybe he used to see Cheng He as a boyfriend, thinking he was gentle and patient, but now when he thinks back to the days they spent together, he just feels like he's blind. Zhou Qingyan's condition is obviously abnormal, and even when he was alive, he was probably close to insanity. And the one he coveted was his closest girlfriend. How could Cheng He not notice at all?
Didn’t Cheng He notice?
Of course there is.
Zhou Qingyan lives a secluded life and rarely goes out. He will postpone any gatherings with friends whenever possible, but he will definitely be there wherever Yu Jiao appears. Cheng He used to feel suspicious until he accidentally noticed Zhou Qingyan's gaze on Yu Jiao, which was restrained and deep. But what could he do after he discovered it?
After all, Zhou Qingyan did not do anything out of line. Besides, they were partners, and the company's development relied heavily on Zhou Qingyan's technology. Secondly, Cheng He had the vanity that most people have - Yu Jiao was his girlfriend, not the Zhou Qingyan who was the best in every major, praised by his mentor, and even the games he created accidentally became popular on the Internet.
This made Cheng He finally experience the feeling of defeating Zhou Qingyan.
Although he knew that Zhou Qingyan liked Yu Jiao, Cheng He would never have thought that Zhou Qingyan's love and madness for Yu Jiao was like volcanic magma. The unintentional glances of others could arouse his sensitive and fragile nerves. He was afraid that any opposite sex that appeared out of nowhere would cleverly steal Yu Jiao's attention, not to mention Cheng He, who was her ex-boyfriend?
Cheng He is the huge rock weighing down Zhou Qingyan's heart.
Don't destroy him.
He can never be at peace.
The black fog enveloped the entire house, even transforming into a sticky, slippery, mossy substance that clung to the yellowed walls, ceiling, furniture, and any other places it could cover. The originally cozy room instantly turned into a damp cave-like place.
A cold wind blows.
Cheng He's words touched upon the jealousy that Zhou Qingyan had suppressed deep in his heart. All those emotions that had been hidden in his life were completely freed from their restraints by Cheng He's affectionate "Xiao Jiao" and the "She is my girlfriend" that seemed to declare sovereignty, and burst out with a destructive momentum.
Xiaojiao.
This is Cheng He's nickname.
Zhou Qingyan had heard words of love coming out of Cheng He's mouth more than once. At that time, he felt sad, painful, and jealous, but now he only felt resentment, hatred, and rage.
He released the hands that were restraining Yu Jiao, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of Cheng He. The surging black air surrounded Cheng He, and the sticky black mucus from the ceiling dripped onto Cheng He's body. The skin that was stained with the black liquid inevitably developed bluish-purple swollen lumps, similar to corpse spots but even more terrifying and disgusting.
With a few clicks.
Cheng He's limbs were strangled.
Moan, moan muffled in the throat.
More black air poured into the open mouth.
They could have broken his neck in an instant, but it was like an executioner who, after chopping off his prey's limbs, mercifully let it go. Cheng He was rolled up and thrown out of the room. As the sound of his body falling down the stairs rang out, Zhou Qingyan murmured, "It's mine... It's mine, it's mine, it's mine!"
He turned his head and saw Yu Jiao with a pale face.
Cheng He's tragic condition left Yu Jiao with an indelible fear. Although the splattered blood was swallowed by the black mist covering the floor, she still saw it. The black mist covering her eyes had already lay obediently in her palm under her touch, forgetting the mission she was carrying.
Yu Jiao was very scared.
Zhou Qingyan walked towards her, his eyes gloomy, and his tone was light as if he was discussing what to eat tonight: "Jiaojiao... tell me, he is lying, you are my girlfriend..."
He squatted down and put his palms against her face: "You have always been my girlfriend."
Yu Jiao was so scared that she crawled backwards with her back pressed against the sofa. Zhou Qingyan walked slowly to her side and forced her into the narrow gap between the sofa and himself. It was exactly the same situation as when she first saw him appear.
Yu Jiao felt like a poor herbivore trapped in a herd of beasts. Even if she racked her brains, she could not escape the capture of the beasts with sharp fangs and teeth.
But she is not an animal.
She is not Cheng He.
After all, I've been with Zhou Qingyan for a few days and have seen that he can be relatively normal. Although his current appearance is a bit unbearable... there is still something that can be done, right?
Yu Jiao secretly comforted herself.
Zhou Qingyan has a crush on her and can't bear to hurt her.
But when she placed her hopes on the other person, what she felt was helpless prayer before danger came and the powerlessness of not being able to control her fate.
She had to do something.
Zhou Qingyan's bloody face was so close to her. Yu Jiao gritted her teeth and raised her trembling hand with all her strength, imitating how he had treated her before and clamped his chin. Zhou Qingyan's gloomy expression froze, and he stared at her in a daze.
Yu Jiao encouraged herself secretly. That's it. She was squatting on the ground, clamping his chin in a posture that had no momentum. She tried to stand up. Zhou Qingyan remained in a daze during the whole process, letting her press his chest, pressing him so that half of his body knocked on the coffee table behind him.
"Jiaojiao..." Zhou Qingyan made a confused sound.
Yu Jiao did not answer her, but recalled what Zhou Qingyan's expression was at that time. She raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips, and acted cold and fierce. She stared at him with wide eyes, clamped his chin with her fingers, and lifted his cheek slightly towards her.
In a non-threatening voice: "I'm not your girlfriend, never have been—"
Zhou Qingyan's expression immediately turned gloomy.
Yu Jiao laughed viciously, and then imitated the way a playboy teases a decent girl in a TV drama, and gently patted his pale and creepy face with her free hand.
"But if you behave well and listen to my instructions, I might consider it..."
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