Chapter 93 Water Ghost 16
Cheng He sat in the waiting room with his head in his hands.
His anxious mood was difficult to relieve. Every once in a while, he would open his phone to check the chat box with Yu Jiao, but he couldn't send any messages because she had blocked him. He couldn't get through on the phone, and his eyes were red with anxiety. While waiting for the flight, he applied for a new phone card at a nearby business hall. The calls he made were hung up before they were connected. He was like an ant on the hot pan, and he couldn't fall asleep for several nights.
Yu Jiao is his girlfriend, the person he decided to spend his life with. When his career was developing, he proposed to Yu Jiao as soon as possible. He knew that he loved her, and her occasional temper was very cute in his opinion.
If I could go back to the day when it all started.
He will definitely control himself.
But what’s the point of thinking about these things now?
Cheng He was unaware of the intimate photos he had sent to Yu Jiao. He had always been cautious. Whether it was with Shi Wanning or Liu Jing, he was simply immersed in the excitement and physical pleasure of infidelity. Talking about love? It was just comforting words in bed. He felt dirty even mentioning their names when he pulled up his pants.
Those photos were taken secretly.
But so what? These are all facts.
Even during their relationship, Yu Jiao had been in his family group. She had a bad temper and was unreasonable with him, but she was sweet and sweet with his parents. Plus, she was beautiful and had a stable job, which endeared her to them. The day they learned about their son's infidelity, they called him countless times, begging and begging him, demanding he apologize to Yu Jiao and admit his mistakes...
If Yu Jiao could forgive him, he would do anything.
The man who usually paid attention to his appearance was now sloppy and hadn't changed his clothes for a long time. During the days he was stranded at the airport, he didn't book a hotel and stayed in the lounge for a few days. He contacted Yu Jiao whenever he had the chance, but she never responded to him, and his heart sank little by little.
He doesn't want to take care of anything anymore.
I just want Yu Jiao to forgive me.
He even wanted to let go of the mess in the company.
Messages kept pouring in to my phone, but none of them were from Yu Jiao.
It may be that Yu Jiao’s friends disliked him and wanted to take revenge on him.
In just a few days, the company's servers were attacked and crashed. New players couldn't register accounts, and old players couldn't update their games. Her friend seemed to be a computer expert, and old players who logged into the game received an identical game announcement in the background. The content of the announcement was the email forwarded to Yu Jiao, which contained not only photos of Cheng He and Shi Wanning in bed, but also intimate photos taken by Liu Jing secretly...
This matter would have been nothing, but the problem was that the company's initial fans were the healing love game launched by Zhou Qingyan, and the audience was mostly female players. In terms of moral standards, women have more loyal views on love than men. The company boss's infidelity greatly reduced players' love for the game.
Old players are clamoring for a refund.
New players cannot register an account.
The company spent millions on publicity to launch a new game, but the server crash and players' abuse meant that the game faced the fate of being aborted before it was even released. Not only the funds for game publicity, but also the subsequent maintenance required huge sums of money.
Cheng He felt as if there was an electric drill stirring in his brain. He felt uneasy but also secretly comforted. Yu Jiao was soft-hearted. If his career encountered a crisis, she would definitely feel distressed and then forgive herself, right?
Cheng He secretly made up his mind, opened the photo album, stared at the photo he and Yu Jiao took, and smiled expectantly.
…
The silent supermarket was filled with thick black fog, which covered the sky and blocked the glass windows at the top, preventing the sunlight from entering. This black mass of gas, which emitted a gloomy and terrifying gas, turned the interior of the supermarket upside down.
Zhou Qingyan was wrapped in black air and slowly climbed out, holding on to the edge of the iron frame. The overflowing black air tied up the shaking iron frame without making any sound. The pool of black liquid even avoided the range of the iron frame and all flowed onto Yu Jiao's body, soaking her ankles and wrists, making her skin wet.
She fell asleep.
Lying on the sticky black mist that was specially made to imitate silk, with snacks collected from the ground in her arms, she felt like she was lying on a soft big bed. Her body, which had adapted to the Yin energy, no longer had goose bumps when Zhou Qingyan approached. Instead, she greedily opened her pores to absorb the cool breath.
After shaping the body, Zhou Qingyan was still a little weak. He covered his chest with one hand and held the iron frame with the other hand. He half-knelt in front of Yu Jiao, and the skin on his face became paler and paler. Just by being close to her body, he could feel the cold heart in his chest slowly getting warmer - not in the physical sense, but on the spiritual level, as if a ball of fire was burning.
With this disintegration and remodeling of the body.
He discovered knowledge that had never been explored before.
When he was forming a body from the corpse under the snow-capped mountains, his consciousness was still in chaos. He only knew that he had to find his beloved woman. The heart that was still beating inside her chest was the most precious thing he had found. When he saw Yu Jiao, he urgently wanted to give it to her.
The most precious things should be given to the woman you love.
Zhou Qingyan was glad that he came to Yu Jiao with the heart in his hands instead of crushing it under his feet like a corpse. Otherwise, he might never be able to come to Yu Jiao and give her the heart, which would mean completely handing his life over to her.
His power was tied to her and controlled by her.
Zhou Qingyan looked at the sleeping Yu Jiao with a focused gaze.
Yu Jiao was unconscious in her sleep. The supermarket's automatic temperature-sensing air conditioner sensed the sudden drop in temperature and slowly blew warm air from the vents. Wrapped in the icy air, Yu Jiao couldn't help but pull open her collar and mutter, "...It's so hot."
Her reaction caught Zhou Qingyan's eyes, causing the man to fall in love with her even more deeply. He was afraid that Yu Jiao would feel uncomfortable due to his body temperature, but he didn't expect that after swallowing the heart, her physical condition became better day by day.
The surging black energy was completely retracted into his body. Zhou Qingyan, who maintained his human form, leaned over and picked up the sleeping Yu Jiao. The silky black mist still cushioned her body. He held her in his arms and swaggered out of the messy supermarket into the open space bathed in the hot sunshine.
Not affected at all.
…
Yu Jiao slept for a while, and when she woke up she found herself lying on the bed. She was in a trance for a moment. The sky outside the window had already darkened, and her side suddenly collapsed. Zhou Qingyan's body pressed down heavily on her. He seemed unaware that he was several times taller than Yu Jiao. He shrank into her arms and muttered in a disgusting tone:
"Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao, I'm still in a lot of pain. You saw it. The shelf suddenly fell on me and broke all my bones. It took a lot of effort to get my body together, but the pain still comes between my bones, my head hurts, and my heart hurts..."
Yu Jiao took a long breath, lowered her head and stared at the man's cold head, wanting to reach out and punch him. She had been sleeping very comfortably, and only now did she realize that she was grumpy when she woke up.
Keep reminding yourself that he is a ghost, he is a ghost, he is a ghost!
Yu Jiao glared: "What do you want to do?"
Zhou Qingyan's demeanor changed too quickly, completely different from the gloomy expression he had a few days ago. At this moment, he frowned tightly, and it was unknown whether it was intentional. His collar was torn wide open, and the wound sutured with silk thread was faintly visible. That face, with its pale skin color, would be very conspicuous if there was a wound, and at this moment, there were red marks of varying depths across it.
He touched it a few times with the back of his finger and moved closer to Yu Jiao: "I accidentally scratched it when I left the iron frame... Jiaojiao, can you touch it? It won't hurt if you touch it."
Yu Jiao gritted her teeth as she stared at his affectionate face. Finally, she couldn't help but shout, "Zhou Qingyan, are you mentally ill? You're not still fantasizing that I'm your girlfriend, are you? If you really have nowhere to go, I can let you stay at my house for a few days. After all, you cook delicious food. But don't say such irrelevant things. I'm not afraid of you!"
Before today, she had been constantly worried about being killed by Zhou Qingyan, but she slowly came to her senses. He had never done any of the horrific things she imagined, and he had even helped her when Liu Jing and the others arrived. Back then, she was overwhelmed by grief, and frightened by the inexplicable appearance of Zhou Qingyan, losing her ability to think...
After spending these few days together, whether she asked Zhou Qingyan to help with trivial tasks or to find fault with her when ordering dishes, he would do whatever he could.
Inexplicably, a little bit of pampering?
If Yu Jiao doesn't resist now, when will she resist?
With an inexplicable anger, she pushed his head away, angrily took out her laptop, placed it in front of him, and ordered in a slightly arrogant tone: "...If you have nothing to do, finish your work. I'm going to watch TV..."
After saying that, he picked up his phone and ran away.
After she left, Zhou Qingyan's face immediately darkened. He stared at the laptop that was stuffed in front of him, and finally had no choice but to complete the work that should have belonged to Yu Jiao.
…
Yu Jiao sat on the sofa, her heart beating a little fast and the back of her head feeling numb. She held her cell phone and remote control, and looked into the bedroom from time to time. When she didn't see Zhou Qingyan come out, she let out a long sigh.
I ate too many snacks at the supermarket and I’m not hungry.
She randomly tuned to a TV station, picked up her phone and started playing. Halfway through, a call came in. It was from an unfamiliar number, not from Qingcheng City. She never answered such unfamiliar numbers, but due to her job, some parents would inevitably call during their breaks. After thinking about it, she answered the call.
"Xiao Jiao... Xiao Jiao, it's me. You finally answered the phone. I have something to say to you. Can you please listen to me?"
Yu Jiao hesitated for a long time, picked up the phone and went to the balcony.
"Xiao Jiao, I love you... That incident was an accident. I have no feelings for them. I'm a bastard. I was drunk at the time. I don't know how I could have done such an animalistic thing. I promise you, I will never make the same mistake again. Will you forgive me?"
"Xiao Jiao...we agreed that we would only invite friends to our wedding. We chose the wedding dress, candy, desserts, and even the decoration of our wedding room together. We are going to get married..."
Yu Jiao pursed her lips: "Cheng He, your love is too cheap."
There was silence on the other side.
After a moment, he pleaded again: "Xiao Jiao... I know I was wrong. We won't break up. I won't break up with you!"
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