Chapter 90 Water Ghost 13
When Yu Jiao was very young, she often imagined her bullies getting their comeuppance. Her aunt and uncle indirectly blamed her, her cousin secretly insulted her and her sister. She thought falling down while walking was the cruelest punishment. She would lie in her sister's arms, praying devoutly before going to bed that her cousin would fall down while walking, preferably getting covered in mud...
But when the wish comes true at that time.
She felt only fear.
Zhou Qingyan carried her to the company gate last night. Yu Jiao requested to walk several times, but he refused. He made the banner by himself and placed it in the most conspicuous position to ensure that passers-by could see it. At that time, Yu Jiao briefly wanted to back out. She didn't want to make such a big deal out of it and just consider it a loss. Thinking of those private photos being seen by everyone, even though Liu Jing and Shi Wanning were morally corrupt first, it was too cruel to make those photos public.
The string of kindness in her mind hooked all her thoughts, and she mustered up the courage to hold Zhou Qingyan's wrist: "Why don't we just forget it... They are certainly wrong, but, but after all, they didn't cause me any real harm, and they even made me recognize his true nature. I, I don't think this is a good idea..."
It took all of Yu Jiao’s courage to say this.
Workers working overtime were hidden behind the tall buildings. Bright white light illuminated the open space in front of the company. Yu Jiao was placed by Zhou Qingyan on the edge of the flower bed, leaving a wisp of black mist wrapped around her. She didn't dare to move, but only looked at him with pleading eyes, looking at his pale and emotionless face.
Zhou Qingyan's body was most substantial at night. The white light from the windows hit him, making his skin appear unusually white, as if it had been painted white. The bright light clearly showed Yu Jiao the dark madness in his eyes.
She covered her mouth in fear.
I just hate myself for saying what's in my heart.
Zhou Qingyan held the banner and tilted his head to stare at Yu Jiao. To Yu Jiao, his eyes were like the calm before the storm. She didn't even know what words had offended him. She saw him slowly carrying out the previous action, pasting the color-printed photos of men and women in the center of the banner. After doing all this, he walked in front of Yu Jiao.
Under Yu Jiao's almost frightened eyes, he gently held her face: "Jiao Jiao."
He laughed, "Cheng He is shameless and has caused you to suffer betrayal. I don't care what Liu Jing or Shi Wanning want to do with Cheng He. Cheng He's cheating has made you sad and upset, and even if it has caused you to lose trust in love, I don't care. But they came to your house that day... If I hadn't been by your side, Liu Jing would have scolded you until you couldn't even lift your head. But you were so foolish that you were clearly the victim, yet you were insulted and manipulated by them. In the end, don't you still have to reflect on where you went wrong?"
Thinking of Yu Jiao's helpless and aggrieved look that day, Zhou Qingyan's hatred burned like a raging fire. "It's just a photo. What's more, they sent it to us. What is Jiaojiao afraid of? Are they afraid that they can't bear to have their bodies exposed to the public? That they'll be so ashamed that they'll burst into tears? Or that they'll commit suicide because of this?"
Yu Jiao didn't say anything.
Zhou Qingyan suddenly moved close to her face. "You've reaped the fruits of your own actions. I only know that if they hurt you, they'll have to pay the price for it. They'll have to pay what they care about most... their face, their career, their family, and the hopes their loved ones placed on them. Of course, Cheng He can't be left behind. But reputation is dispensable for men, but for women, being the third party on Liu Jingshi Wanning's shoulders is enough to make them lose face for the rest of their lives. How should Cheng He handle this... I need to think carefully..."
Yu Jiao raised her eyes, tears glistening in her eyes.
Zhou Qingyan tried hard to suppress his anger, but the trembling ending still revealed a hint of chilling coldness as if from hell: "Forget it... Are you worried about Liu Jingshi Wanning, or are you worried about Cheng He? Are you worried about his reputation being damaged, afraid that his career will be in jeopardy..."
How could she think of so many things!
Yu Jiao's chin was clamped by him, like a captured prey, even the strength to struggle was taken away, and she could only wait for the fate of being bitten. She tried her best to press her hands against his chest, trying to get even a millimeter of distance so that he could get a moment of respite from the man's pressure.
She explained haltingly, "You, you're overthinking it... I wasn't thinking straight, I just said it casually. Just keep on sticking it on, okay?"
Only then did Zhou Qingyan let her go.
Yu Jiao recalled what happened last night. The feeling of having her chin pinched and the eerie atmosphere seeping into her open pores seemed to still exist. If it were in the past, before Zhou Qingyan existed, seeing Liu Jing and Shi Wanning being pointed at by everyone at the company gate, and seeing them suffer the psychological pressure from the circulation of their intimate photos, she might have laughed in her heart and said, "It's what they deserve." But now—
She can't even protect herself.
If Zhou Qingyan were alive, her fear would not be so intense.
Whenever people mentioned him during his lifetime, they would always speak in praise of him. He was taciturn because he was honest and upright, never boasting or using sweet words, and was sincere and loyal to his friends. Since he succeeded in his business, he would not hesitate to help even friends he did not have close with, if they asked him for help... He had many other good qualities, but these were all possessed by Zhou Qingyan during his lifetime.
After his death, he was more like a wild beast in the deep mountains and forests, or a butcher's knife - sinister, vicious, and bloody.
Yu Jiao was afraid that one day, this knife would be placed on her neck.
Will she have a chance to escape then?
Zhou Qingyan saw her sad look and thought she was just hungry. Last night, he held her in his old rest room to rest for a while. After the company came, he took her to the rooftop until he witnessed the farce begin. Yu Jiao was still wet in the meantime.
The morning sunlight was dim. Yu Jiao held the handle of the umbrella. The extra-large parasol Zhou Qingyan had bought was more than enough to cover the two of them. But Yu Jiao was thinking about something, and her hands were unsteady, so the huge umbrella swayed over their heads.
The crackling sound brought Yu Jiao back to her senses.
Zhou Qingyan muttered, "...hiss."
The skin exposed to the sun seemed to be on fire. The pale skin was burned into a charred black color, and black mist emerged from the burnt flesh. Veins instantly appeared on his forehead, and scarlet bloodshot filled his eyeballs. The arm that was supporting Yu Jiao's hips trembled uncontrollably.
Yu Jiao quickly gripped the umbrella tightly, biting her lips in self-blame, and in the blink of an eye, fear came back.
She didn't know Zhou Qingyan was afraid of the sun. After all, when he was at home, he stayed at the edge of the windowsill, and the light that seeped into the house through the glass was blocked by the black air. Now, his skin was burned by exposure to the sun...
He must be angry.
"I didn't mean it. Put me down, I can walk by myself." Yu Jiao struggled to jump down, but Zhou Qingyan hugged her tighter in his arms.
"It's okay," Zhou Qingyan lowered his eyes and explained, "The sun is too strong, I can't bear it. It will be fine in a few days. Just stay in my arms and I'll put you down when we get to the supermarket... Take the umbrella."
Yu Jiao lowered her head and said nothing.
The black air surrounding the two of them served as a concealment. Zhou Qingyan could control at will whether to show his or her affection in front of others. Yu Jiao, who was held in his arms, was also able to reduce the shame of having her intimate behavior watched by others. Even when she was in love with Cheng He, she had never reached this point. Holding hands was the most normal behavior between lovers, and if they wanted to kiss, they would choose an empty grove or a dark corner. Performing intimate acts in public was very tough on one's nerves.
Zhou Qingyan doesn't have this problem.
He walked into the supermarket with Yu Jiao in his arms and disappeared into the crowd. Yu Jiao put away her parasol and wanted to jump out of his arms, but the man showed up and walked into the security guard's sight with her in his arms without any hesitation.
He changed too quickly, and Yu Jiao had no time to react, and was forced to endure the gazes coming and going.
The security guard at the supermarket entrance probably rarely encountered such a scene. When a tall man swaggered into the door with a girl in his arms, he subconsciously reached out to stop him: "Sir..."
Zhou Qingyan stopped and said, "I want to hug my girlfriend, is that not allowed?"
A cool breeze blew, and the security guard stared in amazement at the overly pale man in front of him. His eyes seemed to have blood-red contact lenses, so realistic that it sent a chill down his spine. It was like waking up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, suddenly seeing a dark shadow in the mirror, and stammering, "Okay, okay."
After the man disappeared from his sight, the security guard still stood there in a daze, secretly wondering if he was dazzled - that man seemed to have no shadow?
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Yu Jiao endured until Zhou Qingyan carried her to the snack area. She buried her face in his chest and smelled the cool breath mixed with a faint smell of blood from a close distance. It was the place where she had sutured. She felt uncomfortable in her heart and turned her head, just in time to see a child who came to the snack area to buy snacks.
The child pointed at her and said to his mother, "I want to be hugged too."
The child's mother replied: "Only children need to be held all day long. You are an adult."
The child was unhappy: "But, but she is so much older than me, why can she still be held?"
The child's mother looked at them disapprovingly and pulled the child away.
Yu Jiao's sense of shame actually suppressed her fear of ghosts at this moment, and she pushed Zhou Qingyan's chest viciously: "...Put me down!"
When Zhou Qingyan lowered his eyes to look at her, she immediately wilted again. She bit her lip for a moment and complained with a hint of dissatisfaction: "My legs are not broken. I will be laughed at. Hurry up, put me down."
Yu Jiao, having learned from last night's experience, was afraid that some of her words would provoke this moody ghost again, so she added abruptly, "...Is that okay?"
Zhou Qingyan didn't make things difficult for her and let go.
Yu Jiao jumped down immediately.
In order to ease the remaining embarrassment, she pretended to patrol the snack area. Although her eyes were on the snacks, she was thinking about something else in her heart.
How embarrassing, how embarrassing!
She was angry but didn't dare to express it, she just felt very suffocated.
I can only promise secretly that I will take revenge sooner or later!
But how can she fight against ghosts?
After thinking about it, I can only advise myself to be magnanimous.
Although Zhou Qingyan let her go, the hidden black energy continued to linger around her, sensing her intense emotions. He stared at the back of her head with a normal expression, the warmth of a woman lingering in his palm. He slowly twisted his fingertips, and as Yu Jiao left, he felt an inexplicable hostility filling his chest.
He wished the two of them could stick together.
It was just a temporary separation... She was standing right next to him, but he just felt it was not enough, not enough.
He lowered his brows.
This is a sick, suffocating love.
Can't scare her.
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