Chapter 183 Husband 20
There have been heavy rains for several days and the temperature has dropped sharply.
Wen Hui changed the silk dress she usually wore at home into a cardigan and a skirt. She wore a thin inner layer under the off-white knitted cardigan and a light yellow skirt. Her black hair was tied into a low ponytail and hung softly behind her. In the dim light, she had a gentle halo.
There was nothing for her to worry about. Lancheng's parents had long since cut off contact with her. Wen Hui was left alone in Lancheng, the only person she cared about was Zheng Song. Even with the relentless downpour, teeming with untold numbers of unknown monsters, Zheng Song was by her side. The two of them had a house that provided enough shelter, and a refrigerator stocked with plenty of food, all of which gave her a sense of security.
Wen Hui has no big ambitions and doesn't want much. After marrying Zheng Song, she thinks more about how to do housework, how to maintain a friendly relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, and how to take care of Zheng Song's life... Her whole heart is on Zheng Song. If the world disappears due to a rainstorm in the next moment, as long as she can be with Zheng Song before she dies, she feels that there is nothing to be afraid of.
One person's dependence on another will gradually deepen due to the other person's indulgence.
Wen Hui was holding the clothes brought in from the balcony. When she saw the shirt, she couldn't help but think of the man who was working in the study at that moment. Thinking of him, a smile appeared on her face. After she came to her senses, she folded the clothes. Just then, Zheng Song finished his work and came to the bedroom.
Seeing him, Wen Hui whispered, "These clothes are all good, why don't you want to wear them?"
All the clothes Wen Hui was folding were Zheng Song's. The reason was that she cut up some old clothes to use as rags. When Zheng Song saw it, he took out all the clothes in his closet and asked her to cut them all.
Wen Hui was at a loss for words, thinking Zheng Song was joking. The man then told her that the clothes had a strange smell that made him uncomfortable. Wen Hui even sniffed the clothes, but there was no particular odor. If she had to insist, it might have been the damp smell of a closet. But seeing his insistence, Wen Hui offered to wash them all and make a decision afterward.
These are clothes that I have only worn a few times, it would be a shame to throw them away.
Zheng Song took the clothes from her hand, his face calm: "Don't you smell it? It has a very bad smell, even after washing it, it still smells. Is there something wrong with my sense of smell..." He showed a puzzled expression, bent his back slightly, and looked directly into Wen Hui's eyes with some grievance: "Then I'll make do with it."
What else could Wen Hui say? She couldn't force him to wear inappropriate clothes. She watched Zheng Song stuff the washed and fragrant suit and shirt into the courier box and leave with an umbrella: "I'm going to throw the garbage out."
Wen Hui: "Let's go tomorrow. It's dark now and it's not safe outside."
Zheng Song comforted her: "The trash can is downstairs. I will be back soon, don't worry." After that, he opened the door with the trash in his hand.
After completely controlling this body, he was like a beast awakening from a deep sleep, suddenly discovering that there were traces of other males living in his territory. Even if the residual smell was only a faint one, he felt uncomfortable all over after smelling it - the monster completely forgot that the home he was in was not his.
It was obvious that he had taken over the house, but he resented the smell of the original owner that lingered in the house.
The monster understood the principle of gradual progress. He started by replacing inconspicuous daily necessities, such as the couple's toothbrush cups on the sink. He replaced them with a new set. The bed sheets, quilt covers and sofas were also replaced with new ones within a few days. Wen Hui had expressed doubts about this, but the monster was afraid that rushing into things would arouse her suspicion, so he didn't make any big moves for several days. But when he saw Wen Hui wandering around the house wearing Zheng Song's coat that day, he couldn't stand it anymore.
Throw it away! Throw it all away!
After getting rid of the annoying clothes, the monster caught prey as quickly as possible to fill its stomach. Fearing that staying out for too long would arouse suspicion, it had to regretfully let go of the large amount of alien food brought by the rainstorm and returned home.
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Considering the impact of the drop in temperature, Wen Hui and Zheng Song went to the nearest shopping mall after the heavy rain.
The dark clouds have gradually dissipated, but the impact of the alien creatures still exists. However, experimental research has proven that these alien creatures, aside from causing physical harm to humans, do not carry any viruses. Even if you are bitten, it is not a big deal; as long as you can save your life and seek medical treatment promptly, you can rest assured.
This news undoubtedly boosted the confidence and courage of the citizens, who gathered their handy tools at home to fight the alien creatures lurking around them. However, this courage only surged during the day. At night, apart from armed professionals, anyone who went out alone or took a chance was not spared.
Security patrols can be seen everywhere in the mall.
Wen Hui relaxed her uneasy mood and took Zheng Song's arm and went straight to the men's clothing area.
"Do you like this one?" Wen Hui asked for his opinion.
Zheng Song: "I like everything Huihui picked."
Wen Hui picked up a black and gray sweater. She recalled the time when she and Zheng Song went shopping together. He would always arrive at the restaurant early, using the excuse of getting a number. Wen Hui would go back to him after buying clothes for both of them. This was the first time they had chosen clothes together. She said to him with a hint of complaint, "You weren't like this before."
"Hmm? How was I before?"
Wen Hui was picking out clothes while reminiscing about the past. She was in a happy mood, and the melancholy that had clouded her memories vanished. She gently punched his arm: "...I was buying clothes for you, but you ran off first."
Zheng Song squeezed her fist and asked, "Hui Hui, do you like me now or in the past?"
For some reason, Wen Hui was stunned.
She raised her eyes and saw Zheng Song's gentle gaze. It was just an ordinary question, but Wen Hui felt that Zheng Song's tone was a little strange, as if he cared about this issue very much, so much so that his eyes were fixed on her.
Wen Hui tensed up for no reason, her fist clenched tighter as he held her. Her heart trembled violently for a few seconds before she heard Zheng Song suddenly laugh, "Is it so hard to answer, Huihui? I just asked casually..." An inexplicable emotion welled up in his eyes, and his face darkened. He said, "It's all my fault anyway."
He lowered his eyes, and the emotions in his eyes were densely covered by his eyelashes. Without that focused gaze, Wen Hui breathed a sigh of relief. Just for a moment, she felt an uncontrollable chill on her back, and her hairs stood up one by one, as if the person in front of her was not her husband, but a monster.
How is that possible?
Can monsters simulate human emotions? Wen Hui didn't think so. For example, the boy she met by the trash can that day, both his behavior and his language, revealed a distinct sense of weirdness.
Zheng Song is obviously not like that.
Wen Hui glanced at Zheng Song in the mirror. He was trying the sweater she had chosen on himself. The dark-colored clothes made the man in the mirror look even more ferocious. Her eyes met Zheng Song's, and she subconsciously froze. Then she saw the man slowly reveal a gentle smile. "Does this look good on you, Huihui? I think it makes me look fierce. How about white? I prefer softer colors."
Wen Hui nodded: "Indeed, change into one." She selected for a while, picked out five pieces in total and handed them to Zheng Song. "Go to the fitting room and change. I'll go get some milk tea."
Zheng Song walked into the fitting room.
Wen Hui turned around and went to the milk tea area opposite to buy a hot drink.
She had been prone to overthinking recently, which might be related to the increased security patrols around her. Seeing this rather oppressive scene made her nervous for no reason, and she urgently needed to drink something to distract herself.
...How can you guess who you are sleeping with all day long?
"Wen Hui?" A voice came from behind.
Wen Hui held the milk tea and turned around to look.
"It's you, really. Your back looks so familiar," Tao Qian, wearing delicate makeup, smiled with surprise. "I didn't expect to see you here. I haven't been out for days, and this is my first time. What are you buying here?"
It was a very ordinary greeting. Wen Hui responded politely.
Tao Qian was Wen Hui's colleague at the company. Wen Hui had just arrived in a strange new world, feeling awkward and shy. Tao Qian, with her lively personality, often took Wen Hui along, often to the restaurant or the bathroom, making her feel like she was back in school, leaving a positive impression.
Later, the company went bankrupt and the two never contacted each other again. When they met in the mall at this moment, Wen Hui also felt a sense of surprise.
They each asked about the other's situation.
Tao Hui seemed to have finally found someone to vent her frustrations to, and she complained non-stop: "You know, I live in Feicui Garden—"
Wen Hui was stunned. In peacetime, Jade Garden would have been just an ordinary, upscale residential complex, but lately, news about Jade Garden had been everywhere. The death toll there was skyrocketing daily, mostly attributed to the monster that could assume human form. Unfortunately, humans were unable to identify it at the moment, so they could only try to disperse the residents of Jade Garden.
Wen Hui asked her, "Where do you still live?"
She clenched the milk tea cup and stared at Tao Qian in front of her. She was petite with round cheeks and was half a head shorter than Wen Hui.
The absolute advantage of height made her feel relieved.
Tao Qian: "How can I continue to live there? Jade Garden has become a den of monsters. My husband and I moved out a long time ago and now live in my mother-in-law's house. You know my personality best. I'm lazy in every way. I don't like to do housework and I can't cook. I've been subjected to a lot of weird things at my mother-in-law's house. Now that I met you today, I have to have a good talk..."
Tao Qian held Wen Hui's arm, lowering her eyes, looking eager to identify with her. "Hui Hui, is your mother-in-law like this? Oh, listen to what I'm saying. You're so beautiful and hardworking, and your husband is a psychologist. He must be reluctant to let you work, right? Look at your fingers, so white and tender... Mm, they smell really good."
Wen Hui: "I have jasmine flowers at home, so it's probably the smell of jasmine." Her fingertips trembled slightly, and she looked around. There was a toilet in front of her, and there were no patrolling security guards around. Her heart tightened.
"Tao Qian, are you here with your husband today?"
Tao Qian hummed: "Yes, he was waiting for me in front. I wanted to buy a cup of milk tea, but I ran into you. Hey, Huihui, did you come here by yourself?"
Wen Hui stopped, not knowing whether to go forward or backward.
She stood tenderly in front of Tao Qian, and said a little embarrassedly: "My husband is trying on clothes, I took the time to come out and buy a cup of milk tea. I'll go tell him, and then come back to chat with you. I have a lot to say to you, my mother-in-law, hey..."
Wen Hui pulled her arm free and stepped back stiffly, her smile expressionless. "Wait for me here. I'll be back soon."
Tao Qian looked at her and her smile grew wider.
"Just tell him on your phone. Ask him to come find you."
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