Chapter 92 Water Ghost 15
Zhou Qingyan didn't know how to please girls. He didn't know it when he was alive, and he didn't know it even more after he died. The connections of the shelves made a slowly cracking sound. After a while, the iron frame would collapse again, and the hard iron frame would smash his body again, but it didn't matter.
It's just the pain again.
Is there anything that could compare to the pain he is feeling right now?
In front of Yu Jiao, he suppressed the evil thoughts surging in his heart. He wanted very much to possess her. The thought that those thoughts would not dissipate even after death, and turned into thick black air that filled his body. He relied on this thought to survive in the world and to suppress his instincts.
But this time, he no longer wants to feel sorry for Yu Jiao.
Wait until dark, no, it won’t take that long, when his body can be freed from the iron frame, he will go find her, punish her severely, and make her know clearly what the consequences will be if she leaves him!
Evil thoughts roared in his heart, and the thick black air almost formed a fierce cold wind that swept through the interior space of the supermarket. The food on the intact shelves was scattered, and the whole supermarket became messy. A faint voice came into his mind. It was the manager who came to deal with the situation asking for help from the leader.
"Boss Zhou... We don't know how this happened. Entire shelves have collapsed. Ah... Ah, it's a tornado. No, what's going on? Everything in the supermarket is in disarray... Boss Zhou, this can't be explained over the phone! Come over here and see for yourself!"
The manager hugged himself in fear and left quickly.
Zhou Qingyan, who had melted into a pitch-black liquid, listened quietly. Suddenly, he remembered that the owner of this supermarket seemed to be his biological father, who had abandoned his wife and children, causing his mother to die of a serious illness. When Zhou Qingyan was successful, he brought his lover and then-illegitimate child to him, hoping that he would recognize his ancestral roots...
Abandoned.
Abandoned.
Abandoned.
Zhou Qingyan's anger could not be concealed and the almost transparent black gas became increasingly dense. As the resentment increased, it even tended to cover the transparent glass above his head.
There was a constant clanging sound inside the supermarket.
The shelves fell over.
The counter fell over.
Everything was destroyed.
Zhou Qingyan still felt it was not enough.
He hates...who?
The person he hated the most was Yu Jiao.
Along with the strong wind, there was also a woman's scream. Zhou Qingyan turned his neck stiffly and saw Yu Jiao stumbling towards him. Her face was pale. She was holding a parasol and her eyes were searching inside the supermarket that was almost in ruins - looking for him?
Zhou Qingyan's body completely turned into a soft puddle, even the head that barely held on disappeared. He finally stopped persecuting the supermarket. The invisible cold wind gradually dissipated, turning into a soft breeze that came to Yu Jiao's eyes, carrying the man's cold and aggrieved words -
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, it hurts so much."
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Yu Jiao took a few steps and felt bad. Even though she wanted to escape from Zhou Qingyan's control, she knew that the sunlight could harm his body. If she left it alone, she was afraid that she would be condemned by her conscience when she returned home.
When people blame themselves, they always unconsciously beautify the other person. The actions that once frightened her became tolerable after being polished by memories. Yu Jiao felt that Zhou Qingyan was not as hateful as she had imagined - one would develop feelings for cats and dogs after raising them for a long time, and the food he cooked was really delicious. Yu Jiao also handed over all the work she didn't want to deal with to him, and all the unnecessary forms and so on were done by Zhou Qingyan for her.
Although he is hateful, very hateful, he is also very useful.
Yu Jiao gradually convinced herself and put the parasol she brought into the locker. She was in a hurry to leave and didn't take it with her. When she walked towards the supermarket against the crowd, she found that there was no one inside. Even the manager who stayed to deal with things was gone. What kind of supermarket is this?
She opened her parasol, dodging the goods flying in from nowhere, and followed the location she remembered to find the shelves. She was surprised to find that they had all collapsed. The interior of the supermarket looked like it had been bombed... As she was stunned, she looked down and saw that her ankles were entangled by black energy. Zhou Qingyan's weak and aggrieved voice kept echoing in her ears:
"I'm in so much pain... I'm in so much pain, Jiaojiao, please come and help me. The shelf is so heavy, it's about to break my bones. Why did you come just now? Don't abandon me, don't abandon me... Jiaojiao, please come and save me!"
Yu Jiao's ears hurt from his noise, and she looked everywhere but couldn't find him: "Where are you? I can't see you."
A tiny black puddle overflowed the shattered iron frame, gathering itself into the shape of an arm. It symbolically waved in the air before collapsing to the ground. Zhou Qingyan's voice drifted in on the wind: "...I'm here."
Yu Jiao glared: "The shelves are not going to fall apart again, are they? I threw the umbrella over to you and you held it up yourself. Are you still able to move?"
Zhou Qingyan: "Don't move. Jiaojiao, come here. The shelf won't hurt you... I promise."
As he finished speaking, Yu Jiao noticed that there was a hazy black gas covering her body, protecting her like a thin film, even the dust floating in the light was blocked out. She felt relieved, walked over with the umbrella, squatted on the ground, and held the parasol firmly over the pool of black blood.
"Is this better? What happened to you...can you get better?"
Everywhere she looked, she saw scenes that were too horrifying to even imagine. Fortunately, Yu Jiao and Zhou Qingyan had been together for a long time, so apart from the uncontrollable stiffness and chill in her spine when she first witnessed it, it was not that difficult for her to accept.
Hidden by the iron frame were the messy broken bones and flesh, gathered in the center by a pool of sticky black blood. Yu Jiao stared at them for a few seconds. She didn't know what the pool of blood was thinking, but it pushed them in front of her as if offering treasures. In fact, the broken Zhou Qingyan longed for Yu Jiao's touch, but he didn't dare to say it out loud for fear of scaring her.
Sure enough, Yu Jiao quickly lowered her eyes: "Don't... Let's not do that. You haven't answered my question yet. Can it be healed?"
All that surging malice had vanished the moment he saw Yu Jiao arrive. Unable to gather his human form, Zhou Qingyan, at this moment, was like a pet afraid of being rejected by its owner. Although his voice was expressionless, the anxiety and humility in it were almost overflowing. "Right away, right away, Jiaojiao, I'll be back to my original appearance. If you feel disgusted, can you, can you just play with your phone here for a while?"
The arm made of black energy picked out a clean bag of potato chips from the shelf that had smashed against the body and handed it to Yu Jiao, saying flatteringly, "There are snacks and the supermarket's wireless network. You can watch some TV series. I'll be back in human form soon..."
This is too weird! Yu Jiao curled her lips secretly. Unable to see Zhou Qingyan's gloomy face, she became bolder and began to scold him: "You were wrong in the first place. I saw it with my own eyes. It was the black energy under your feet that eroded the shelves, causing the collapse... Fortunately, no one else was hurt. Now the whole supermarket has been destroyed by you. How come you don't feel guilty at all? And you took potato chips? That's something you got without working for it. It's stealing. You, you have no morals!"
Yu Jiao pushed forward with all her might, treading on the water rushing towards her with her toes. Zhou Qingyan's muffled humming could be heard in her ears. She raised her brows and said, "Not only do you lack morals, but your temper is also unpredictable. Very bad, very bad!"
Zhou Qingyan didn't want Yu Jiao to know about his family. He had low self-esteem and was afraid that Yu Jiao would despise him. But when he heard her say that he had no morals and that she was always pitying the supermarket owner, he felt extremely wronged and whispered in defense, "Jiaojiao...don't say that."
Yu Jiao: "What did I say wrong?"
Zhou Qingyan didn't say anything. He hid in the shadow of the parasol. Beside him was Yu Jiao's scent, sweet as alluring blood. The sticky water slowly flowed towards her calves. Even if it had no human form, it would stick close to Yu Jiao. Even if she stepped on it in anger, it would hold her ankle, close to her warmth, and the black liquid that changed into the shape of an arm gently held her ankle.
Yu Jiao felt a chilling breath like an electric shock rising up her ankles. She shuddered, then heard Zhou Qingyan say in a faint voice, "This supermarket... I just remembered now. The owner's surname is Zhou. Years ago, he took all my mother's savings, made a fortune while working hard outside, and then abandoned my mother and me... A year ago, he came to me and asked me to go home with him, but I refused... Strictly speaking, I have the right to inherit this supermarket..."
Yu Jiao was stunned, looking at the discarded potato chips at her feet. She didn't expect Zhou Qingyan's family to be so miserable. She remembered the feeling of his fingertips on her face, rough and cold. She nodded silently. She couldn't say any words of comfort. She was always more afraid when facing Zhou Qingyan.
But she opened the potato chips and stuffed them into her mouth: "That's indeed what I said is wrong, can I eat more?"
A faint smile filled Zhou Qingyan's eyes hidden in the pool of blood. He tried his best to gather the shattered organs in the pool of blood, and only used the arms made of sticky black liquid to circle her ankles. Then he stuck the entire surface of cold and thick liquid to her legs, and the hidden internal organs let out satisfied sighs one after another.
Yu Jiao didn't notice his little move. In front of her was a pile of snacks Zhou Qingyan had sent her, as well as whole cans of food. She turned on her phone and saw the director tagging everyone in the group chat to fill out a form. Annoyed, she pretended not to notice and muttered to Zhou Qingyan, "I'm staying here with you. You have to repay me."
Zhou Qingyan's vision was everywhere, and he had already noticed the message in her phone. Hearing this, he just hummed in question.
Yu Jiao then said, "You can return to your human form tonight, right?"
Zhou Qingyan said: "Yes."
Yu Jiao tore open a bag of chips and threw them into her mouth. While eating, she looked at him with eyes that said, "You have to help me finish my work tonight. I still have... well, some tasks to do. I'll leave them all to you... I saw that day that you didn't need to sleep at all, so you have to help me."
Zhou Qingyan didn't object. He took out a bag of biscuits from his chest and placed them in front of her.
With the black gas acting as a barrier, Yu Jiao was not worried about being discovered nor about the iron frame breaking. She opened her phone with peace of mind, eating snacks and watching variety shows. She secretly sighed in her heart, if Zhou Qingyan could always be so obedient and sensible, living with him would not be so unbearable!
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