Chapter 39: Occasionally, I have the urge to slap someone, but here comes a nasty one...
Here comes a nasty person.
Lin Jue looked through the fence and coldly saw the tall woman waving at her.
Last night was another peaceful dream.
I guess it’s because of this person.
Did she satisfy Su Huaiwang by replacing her?
When he thought of this possibility, anger filled Lin Jue's dry heart.
The ghost suppressed her emotions and walked forward, the black energy that she had deliberately concealed was waving behind her, trying to crush the person in front of her.
"What's wrong?"
Tu Zhizhuo rubbed his arms and looked up at the sunny sky suspiciously.
I don't know why, but I feel like the temperature has dropped a lot...?
She put this little thing behind her, grinned and asked Lin Jue:
"Would you like to come over for dinner tonight? I bought some seafood. You don't often eat seafood in the mountains, do you?"
Lin Jue's expression softened a bit. Even she wouldn't turn a blind eye to the kindness shown by others.
But jealousy still lingers.
She nodded and said she would go, but she also said, "I don't really like seafood."
Tu Zhizhuo was surprised: "Allergic?"
"No, I just simply don't like it."
"What a coincidence!" The woman's eyes lit up, leaving Lin Jue a little confused. "Su Huaiwang doesn't like it either! You two won't have any problems at the dinner table in the future!"
Lin Jue was rarely silent.
What does this person mean when he says later?
While she was distracted, Tu Zhizhuo reached out, patted her shoulders twice, and gave her a thumbs-up: "Come to dinner tonight, and I'll show you my cooking skills!"
Lin Jue looked at her with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
Tu Zhizhuo became even more excited. What is the wife-wife look? This is the wife-wife look!
She glanced at Lin Jue, touched her chin with satisfaction, and turned away.
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Lin Jue doesn't like Tu Zhizhuo.
I don't like being in places with her.
She didn't like her coming between her and Su Huaiwang.
So, it was rare that she couldn't help laughing when she was having dinner with Su Huaiwang.
The girl's face was as gloomy as she watched the two people in front of her fighting and playing.
"Hey, why don't you try it! This is delicious! Very expensive! Very fresh!"
"I don't want it, okay? I've seen what it looks like! I don't want to eat giant meat bugs!"
"Isn't that rude of a thing to say to someone who loves seafood?"
"I don't care! Go away!"
Lin Jue raised his eyes.
Su Huaiwang at this moment was much more lively than when he was with her.
Although he had a frown on his face, he was lively and active, and was playing with Tu Zhizhuo with chopsticks.
Just one glance was enough to make her feel uncomfortable.
Lin Jue lowered his head again.
Tu Zhizhuo is 25 years old this year and has at least several decades of life ahead of him.
Does she have to endure her for decades?
Why not just...
Her dark thoughts were interrupted when a circle of unknown dishes appeared in her bowl.
It was Su Huaiwang who picked it up for her and complained to her in a low voice.
"She was too extreme. She said she was going to cook seafood, and she cooked a whole table of seafood without considering that we don't like seafood.
"Try this squid. It's well-cooked and not very fishy. I like it very much."
Lin Jue blinked and nodded heavily, which scared Su Huaiwang.
"What's wrong?" Su Huaiwang hesitated, then asked cautiously, "...Are you allergic to seafood?"
After saying that, he said angrily: "You are not allergic to seafood, why did she drag you here?"
There was a noisy voice next to his ear shouting, "Do you think I am such a person? Can there be more trust between people?" But Lin Jue automatically ignored the noise.
She smiled and said, "No, I just... haven't eaten much."
Lin Jue suddenly realized what was going on and turned around to scold, "I told you not to make so many shelled ones!"
After saying that, without paying any attention to the innocent Tu Zhizhuo standing beside him, he moved his chair towards Lin Jue and began to carefully peel the shells.
"This is a mantis shrimp. It's hard to peel it. Be careful not to cut your hands. You should use chopsticks first..."
After a while, Lin Jue's bowl was piled with various kinds of white meat.
Tu Zhizhuo looked at it with envy, poking at the two pitiful pieces of meat in his bowl with a sour look:
"Does anyone want to shell it for me?"
Su Huaiwang glanced at her in confusion: "...Wouldn't it be faster if you peeled it yourself?"
As she spoke, her hands did not stop, she was still peeling the shells for Lin Jue.
Seeing that Lin Jue ate quickly, she thought that he liked it. Since she didn't like it very much, she just freed her hands to peel more for her.
The shrimp meat fell into the bowl, but it was not Lin Jue's bowl, but Su Huaiwang's bowl.
Su Huaiwang looked up in surprise, only to find that Lin Jue had started peeling the shells himself at some point, and gave her the first piece he peeled.
Seeing Su Huaiwang's gaze, Lin Jue smiled slightly: "I learned it, let's try it."
Since Lin Jue said so, Su Huaiwang stopped helping her peel the flowers and turned around to wipe his hands with paper.
But when he looked back, the bowl was already full of meat.
Su Huaiwang:?
Tu Zhizhuo, standing beside him, scowled. "Your learning ability is too good, isn't it? If you keep peeling, I'll have no meat left! That wooden tongue ate it all! What a waste of natural resources!"
Lin Jue stopped peeling the shells and looked at Su Huaiwang aggrievedly.
Su Huaiwang couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"Still laughing!" Tu Zhizhuo glared at her and stretched out his claws towards her: "Give me some! If you know how to eat, then eat it!"
Su Huaiwang knocked her claws away, looking quite elated: "Lin Jue peeled it for me, why didn't anyone help you peel it?"
After hearing this, Tu Zhizhuo became even angrier. However, he couldn't do anything to her. He could only glare at her and continue to talk trash to her.
Su Huaiwang ignored her and happily ate the meat in the bowl.
Suddenly, someone poked my cheek with a finger.
Su Huaiwang looked up in confusion and saw Lin Jue with an innocent face.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Jue brought out another plate of freshly peeled meat, the shells piled up like a small mountain. "Want more?"
Su Huaiwang looked at the plate of meat, feeling Tu Zhizhuo's gaze like a thorn in his back, and his scalp tingled: "Don't want it..."
Lin Jue's expression was visibly frustrated, so Su Huaiwang quickly changed his tone: "You can still eat a little more, give me some!"
The depressed look disappeared instantly, and a smile appeared on Lin Jue's face again.
Su Huaiwang looked at her face, then looked at the more meat in the bowl. He felt a little helpless, but still smiled.
There is nothing else to do but eat. As for Tu Zhizhuo, ignore him for now.
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That night.
The moon is low in the sky and the stars are sleeping heavily.
The barefoot girl pushed open the door and walked into the stagnant darkness.
The interior of the house, which seemed ordinary on ordinary days, was now devoid of any sign of life.
Only gray embers were flying and melting.
The footsteps stopped in front of the vortex of dreams.
The ghost lowered his eyes and gazed at this gentle dreamland.
Today she once again had the idea of locking Su Huaiwang in a small world.
I pressed my palm against my chest, which had long stopped beating, and felt waves of pain there.
Why? Obviously this was the best way, but when she thought about humans being trapped in her dreams like a bird with broken wings again, she couldn't help but feel pain and fear.
What is she afraid of?
She can erase Su Huaiwang's memory, change Su Huaiwang's cognition, and make her live only for her.
But why is she so scared?
She didn't understand, just as she didn't understand why she let Su Huaiwang go at that time.
Is this the "love" that the Taoist priest talked about to her at that time?
So love causes pain? Love constrains people? Love prevents people from making the right choices?
There are still many things that the resentful ghost does not understand.
But she knew one thing only, she wanted Su Huaiwang to be happy.
And if Tu Zhizhuo died, Su Huaiwang would definitely not be happy.
So she couldn't kill Tu Zhizhuo, even though Tu Zhizhuo might have replaced her job of relieving her sexual desire, and even though the jealousy and pain in her heart were about to overflow.
But...even though we can't kill them, we can still do something else.
Lin Jue took a deep look at the whirlpool in front of him. Su Huaiwang's pure white dream was flowing peacefully and serenely.
The next second, the girl disappeared.
With one hand, Lin Jue broke open the entrance to the dream and entered Tu Zhizhuo's dream effortlessly.
Unexpectedly, Tu Zhizhuo seemed to have a good feeling about her and was not on guard against her in the dream.
But Lin Jue didn't care.
Her fingers danced lightly and she began to weave nightmares, which was what she was best at.
The scenery around the dream changed, and Tu Zhizhuo began to dream.
Lin Jue frowned and reached out to tear these messy dreams into pieces.
Then she saw the miniature version of Su Huaiwang sitting obediently in his seat.
The resentful ghost silently withdrew one hand.
The delicate and exquisite little girl played the piano carefully, step by step, and there was already a hint of adulthood between her eyebrows and eyes.
She had keys hanging around her neck, looking like a little adult.
Lin Jue was silent.
How could she forget that Tu Zhizhuo had a memory of Su Huaiwang as a child.
I felt even more upset.
She was in a very complicated mood now. On one hand, there was the cute little version of Su Huaiwang, so cute that she could never get enough of looking at him. On the other hand, she was jealous of Tu Zhizhuo, which was no longer just jealousy, but was about to escalate into hatred.
When he thought about how Tu Zhizhuo had been involved in countless life stories of Su Huaiwang, the vengeful ghost who had appeared out of nowhere felt so angry that he almost fainted.
Dreams are not logical. The piano lesson was over in the blink of an eye.
Su Huaiwang said goodbye to his teacher politely, but his eyes couldn't help but reveal the excitement of a child.
Yes, who doesn't like the end of class? At this time, Su Huaiwang was still looking forward to this moment.
Lin Jue looked at it and felt soft in his heart.
But soon this wonderful feeling was ruined because another child jumped out.
"Wangwang! Let's go home together!!"
The child was so loud that Lin Jue wanted to slap her to death.
But it didn't work. She was the protagonist of the dream, and the dream would end if she was beaten to death. Lin Jue could only suppress his anger temporarily.
Over there, the little Su Huaiwang hesitated and asked:
"Don't you have someone to pick you up?"
Like a little princess, young Tu Zhizhuo acted fearless.
"Who cares about them! I'm going with you!"
The nanny who was helping her carry her schoolbag had a bitter look on her face, obviously having been teased by her many times.
Since Tu Zhizhuo said so, Su Huaiwang, who was still a child, naturally couldn't help but smiled brightly:
"That's great! Let's go home together!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and the two short hands were held together.
Lin Jue silently extended his hand.
But she had no substance, and her hand passed through the child's body.
Lin Jue was annoyed, but it was too late to weave another identity in this dream.
She could only watch the two children happily holding hands and go home, and followed them dejectedly.
After a while, after looking at Su Huaiwang for a while longer, she would clear all these dreams and fill them with her nightmares.
The resentful ghost thought in his heart.
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