Chapter 106 Water Ghost 29
Whenever Yu Jiao faced Zhou Qingyan, she was always subconsciously afraid. This fear stemmed from his status and the vastly different abilities between them. Although Zhou Qingyan was gentle in their daily interactions, she couldn't help but think in her heart - sooner or later, something might provoke him, and he would torture her like he tortured Cheng He...
She was horrified by the scenes she imagined, and at the same time intimidated by Zhou Qingyan's occasional expressions of madness, jealousy, and possessiveness. In her mind, Zhou Qingyan's identity as a demon was greater than his own. Was he truly uncontrollable?
She began to look at him carefully.
The man pretending to sleep closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he noticed Yu Jiao's gaze. His eyeballs covered by his eyelids moved and then stopped. His lips were blood red, and his cheeks were pale without a trace of blood. It was this appearance that made him look strangely handsome.
Zhou Qingyan's changes beyond human cognition kept replaying in her mind. This very seductive face would suddenly crack, and several bright red blood vessels would grow, and his eye sockets would fill with blood... His neck would twist in a strange posture, and even his body would turn into a sticky pool of blood in an instant... These were the horrifying scenes that Yu Jiao buried deep in her heart after seeing them. Even if she told herself that it was nothing, she would still tremble with fear when she recalled them in her dreams at midnight.
She looked at Zhou Qingyan quietly.
The information she had received in recent days was really too much and too complicated, and she couldn't figure it out for a while - Zhou Qingyan had a crush on her when he was alive, and he had known her longer than she had known him. The man who seemed silent and honest at that time was actually mentally ill and had a morbid and paranoid love for her, until his death intensified his madness, and even confused him to the point of thinking that he and Yu Jiao had always been a loving couple.
Zhou Qingyan lay on his side, his broad shoulders were almost twice as big as Yu Jiao's. He opened his arms and hugged her as if he was hugging a frightened lamb. Thick black fog wrapped around both of them. Yu Jiao felt his palm on her waist, which was large and powerful, and she couldn't help trembling a few times.
Zhou Qingyan is not without merits. On the contrary, he fits Yu Jiao's view on choosing a spouse very well - unrealistic conditions for choosing a spouse. He will carefully prepare Yu Jiao's three meals a day, and he is fully responsible for the hygiene of the house. He is even overbearing enough to take care of Yu Jiao's daily chores and even intervene in things like matching clothes. Although Yu Jiao feels that he has a strong desire for control, she does not find it annoying.
She was more worried about her own life.
She was not sure to what extent Zhou Qingyan's love could support him to tolerate Yu Jiao... This uncertainty made Yu Jiao feel like there was a sharp knife hanging over her head, which would fall down at some unexpected moment.
Zhou Qingyan opened his eyes and reached out to touch her cheek: "What are you thinking about."
Yu Jiao blinked.
Zhou Qingyan leaned over and kissed her lips: "You've been staring at me for a long time, what are you thinking about?"
Of course, Yu Jiao couldn't tell him what she was thinking. She closed her eyes and let Zhou Qingyan hold her lips with his wet and sticky kisses and nibble on them. His movements changed from gentle to heavy, as if he wanted to bite off her flesh. His tone gradually became anxious and panicked: "...Tell me, Jiaojiao, what are you thinking? Are you...do you want to break up with me again? Impossible, impossible. No matter what you say, I won't give you the phone. Jiaojiao, please don't let me get you any help."
Yes, Zhou Qingyan hid her cell phone.
While Yu Jiao was silent, Zhou Qingyan became more and more anxious. If she opened her eyes at this time, she would find that his expression was like a pet abandoned on the side of the road, at a loss. He hugged Yu Jiao and pressed her hard against his chest, with such force that it seemed as if he really wanted to press her in.
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao..."
Yu Jiao suddenly said, "Tomorrow morning I want to eat the tea eggs sold at the entrance of our school, the egg tarts sold in the city center, and hamburgers. Can you buy them for me?"
Zhou Qingyan: "I'll do it for you."
Yu Jiao covered her head with the quilt.
Zhou Qingyan quickly said, "Okay, Jiaojiao, I will definitely buy it tomorrow."
…
When Zhou Qingyan left, Yu Jiao opened her eyes. She couldn't sleep at night and kept thinking about her plan. She didn't know how to verify Zhou Qingyan's bottom line towards her, so she could only think of this dangerous method.
She heard the sound of the door closing. The door lock at home used fingerprints and passwords, but Yu Jiao had tried to open it from inside the house after Zhou Qingyan left, but it was useless. The black air filled the gap in the door, as if super glue was firmly bonding the door panel and the wall, and it could not be opened no matter what.
When the footsteps could no longer be heard in the corridor, Yu Jiao lifted the quilt and then opened her eyes wide to look at the incredible scene in front of her. The black mist in the room had turned into a sticky substance at some point and covered the entire bedroom. The things hanging from the ceiling intertwined to form an enclosed space. The black mist that was frozen into a sticky substance surrounded Yu Jiao on the narrow bed.
“…”
No wonder she slept so soundly every morning. Not only could she not hear the sound of Zhou Qingyan getting up, but even the footsteps in the corridor, the wake-up bell upstairs, the car horns outside the window, and the noisy children all seemed to disappear suddenly. She was immersed in an environment of absolute noise isolation, and would not wake up from her sweet dream until Zhou Qingyan made breakfast and called her.
Yu Jiao's original plan to get a sharp knife from the kitchen, break down the door, and then head to the rooftop had failed. Yes, she wanted to use her own life to test Zhou Qingyan's attitude. How would he react when he learned that she would rather die than stay with him? He might go so mad as to kill her, but Yu Jiao wanted to give it a try. It might be crazy, but compared to the uncertainty of the future, she wanted to confirm Zhou Qingyan's level of danger.
She sat on the bed in a daze for a while, not daring to waste any more time, and crawled out of the quilt using her hands and feet. The cave made of black fog slowly changed its position as she moved. When she reached the bedroom door, the black fog suddenly stopped. When Yu Jiao reached out to push it, she would suddenly fall into the thick fog. When she pulled her hand out, several wisps of black air would be wrapped around her wrist.
"I need to go to the bathroom. Get out of the way," she said, slightly irritated. She had long since noticed that Zhou Qingyan's thoughts lingered within the black mist, and sure enough, the black mist blocking the doorway paused for a moment before suddenly melting into a water stain. The sticky water wrapped around her ankles and followed her into the bathroom.
After leaving the bathroom, Yu Jiao sat in the living room and hid the fruit knife in her pocket. Just as she put the fruit knife away, there was a sudden clanging sound on the ground. She lowered her head and found that the fruit knife had fallen to the ground. She picked it up and put it away, but the same scene happened again.
Yu Jiao: “…”
She pinched the black energy wrapped around her wrist, put the fruit knife in her pocket, and said to it, "I want to eat an apple. Can you peel an apple? Peel an apple."
As expected, the black energy went looking for the apple in a daze.
After finding it, it didn't know how to peel it, so it wrapped around her wrist and acted coquettishly. Yu Jiao ignored its behavior, picked up the apple and started to bite it.
Zhou Qingyan bought the food that Yu Jiao wanted to eat. As soon as he entered the house, he realized something was wrong. The black energy was a part of his body. The black energy that stayed at home conveyed an anxious and restless mood, and even revealed a faint pleading. He hurried into the house, but stopped before entering the bedroom.
He slowly turned his head to look at the living room window.
The new house had just been bought and had only been renovated in time. There were no children in the house, so there were no anti-theft windows installed. Yu Jiao was sitting astride the open window, half of her body sunk in mid-air. The building was high-rise. Looking down from the height of the 20th floor, there were tall buildings standing in rows, the wind was blowing, and in the morning, the pedestrians and cars at the bottom of the building were like ants moving. If she jumped from here, she would definitely die.
But Yu Jiao will definitely not die.
Her ankles were bound with black air, and the leg that was outside was also tightly glued to the wall by the black mist.
Not to mention that she was holding onto the window frame with both hands. Seeing Zhou Qingyan walking towards her with a sullen face, as if he wanted to eat someone, she shouted, "Stop!"
Zhou Qingyan's gaze was fixed on Yu Jiao's face. His eyes were bright red as he tried his best to suppress his anger. Blood vessels were bulging out uncontrollably, crawling all over his face and cutting it into a horrible appearance. He didn't stop, thinking only of getting Yu Jiao down. What did she want to do?
Yu Jiao pulled her feet away and squatted on the windowsill: "If you come any closer... I'll jump!"
Zhou Qingyan's intact body changed in an instant. Wisps of black mist were formed from his flesh and blood, rushing madly to Yu Jiao's body, wrapping her up as if placing her in a soft brooding pouch. He saw Yu Jiao's tearful eyes, asking him to stop and not come near, otherwise she would jump... How could he let her jump?
Yu Jiao looked into his bloodshot eyes, took out a fruit knife, and accurately placed it against her throat. She raised her face, her voice trembling with obvious pain: "You told me... there's an artery here. Just a slight scratch and you'll never see me again... Zhou Qingyan, stop."
Zhou Qingyan walked forward a few steps and stopped.
With a gloomy face.
Like rolling dark clouds.
"Yu Jiao, come down."
His voice was filled with violence and uncontrollable anger.
His pale cheeks were almost torn by the raging blood vessels. At this moment, he completely forgot to maintain his good looks and figure in front of Yu Jiao. His whole body seemed to have been washed away by a flood, with all his flesh, blood, and sanity gone. The surging black air was not enough to just wrap around her, but also wrapped around her limbs and hair.
He was furious and trembling, and said in a cold voice, "Yu Jiao, please come down quickly. You know that if I want to, you can't hurt yourself. Don't try to threaten me by hurting yourself!"
Yu Jiao squatted on the windowsill. The black fog wrapped around her blocked out the cold wind from the upper floors and also blocked out the view from downstairs. She looked down at Zhou Qingyan's constantly twitching cheeks, as if she was meeting him for the first time, and stared at his face intently.
Putting the knife close to her throat, she accurately caught the tense expression on his face and said in a cold tone before he could stop her, "You'd better stand still. You can stop me this time, but can you stop me all the time?"
Zhou Qingyan clenched his fists.
The anger could not be stopped, and he suddenly laughed cruelly: "Yu Jiao, you want to leave me? Impossible!"
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