Chapter 37
The woman's guess made the matter even more confusing. In order to investigate the matter clearly, Lin Sheng asked again.
"Why do you think so? Do you have any evidence?"
I can't see the expression on the woman's face, but I can clearly sense her depressed mood.
"That was three months ago. He came home very late every night and went out very early the next morning. He didn't like to talk to me at home. His attitude towards me was obviously cold. He often ignored my existence and only focused on chatting with others.
A week ago, I found a lipstick mark on the collar of his white shirt and a long woman's hair in his shirt pocket. All these signs confirmed my suspicion that he had indeed cheated on me. He and I were college classmates, had been in love for eight years, and had been married for two years, a total of ten years of love.
The woman's voice became increasingly low, and even in the darkness, one could sense her sadness.
[You bastard! You let go of a ten-year relationship like that. What do you think of me?!]
[They say that relationships that last too long won't lead to a happy ending. Now it seems this statement is true.]
[Marriage is indeed the grave of love. Once you get married, all the romantic stories will turn into trivial matters.]
"So I think he wants to use the little ghost to force me to leave, to force me to leave him on my own initiative, so that he can make room for him and the woman outside. Master, please help me, teach them a lesson, and give them an explanation for the ten years of my youth."
Lin Sheng gradually began to feel suspicious. He felt that the details of the story were not complete, as if important points had been overlooked.
"You just said that he locked you up. How long were you there? Why did he keep you locked up? What do you think his motive was?"
"It's been three months to this day. He did this to force me to divorce him, of course."
The woman spoke through gritted teeth, and the figure on the screen trembled slightly, as if she was furious, as if she was about to tear the person apart and eat him.
Lin Sheng couldn't bear to watch any longer. He felt that it was too dark across the room and he couldn't see the specific situation inside the room. Sometimes it would even mislead his judgment. So he had no choice but to ask,
"You're home alone, don't you turn on the lights?"
The woman seemed to have not expected Lin Sheng to ask this suddenly. The topic jumped so quickly that she was stunned for a moment.
From the screen, Lin Sheng could only judge based on her body outline that the woman's body paused at this moment, but he didn't know whether she was stumped by the question or frightened by the ghost.
"I dare not turn on the light when I am home alone. The little ghost knows I am there and I am afraid it will come looking for me."
"But you turned off the lights, and the ghost was standing next to you, but you couldn't see it clearly. Why didn't you turn on the lights to see the ghost's movements clearly?"
Lin Sheng just felt that the woman's words were illogical. A normal person would not choose to stay in the dark no matter how scared he was. This was a bit suspicious.
But the woman shook her head violently, as if she had recalled a terrible scene, and repeatedly denied Lin Sheng's statement.
"No, no, no, that ghost likes places with light. As long as I turn on the light, he will run out. If I don't turn on the light, he will only stay in the utility room because there are lit candles in it."
"It seems this kid has quite the personality."
Lin Sheng understood, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he felt amused in his heart.
The night was unusually dark tonight, with dark clouds covering half the sky. The wind was howling wildly outside the window, occasionally hitting the south wall and knocking on the north window, making people unable to sleep, and their minds automatically imagined hidden horrors.
The white curtains behind the woman fluttered in the wind, and from time to time they were blown into an arc, gently caressing the woman's back and soft hair, as if he was extremely happy and wanted to pull the woman to play together.
But with the background of ghost stories, the originally lovely scenes can become eerie and ghostly.
The wind is blowing so hard outside. Why doesn't she close the window? The curtains are fluttering in a way that's a little scary.
[I got scared and thought it was a ghost, but when I looked closely I realized it was just the wind blowing in.]
[She's wearing so little, and the wind is so cold tonight. Doesn't she feel it? Why didn't I see her get up to close the window?]
At the same time, Lin Sheng also realized this and asked a question on behalf of the barrage.
"Won't you be cold if you sleep with the windows open?"
The woman didn't say anything. The live broadcast room was silent, and an inexplicable strange feeling spread.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Lin Sheng thought she didn't hear him, so he asked again.
"What's wrong with you? You're wearing very thin clothes. Aren't you cold when the wind blows in?"
The woman still didn't answer, and her silhouette on the screen remained motionless, like a stiff sculpture.
The screen was filled with question marks. Lin Sheng was confused. One second seemed like a century. He only heard the woman's trembling voice answer,
"I...I didn't...open the window."
As the words fell quietly, the white curtains behind the woman fluttered again, this time higher than the previous times, revealing the frame of the glass window. The sound of the wind outside the window became louder, like the devil's triumphant roar. A thunder split the sky, and everything in the room was instantly illuminated, but was soon shrouded in darkness again.
【!!! The window is really not open! 】
[It's probably the wind leaking in through the window gaps that's causing the curtains to move.]
Even if wind was leaking in, the curtains wouldn't have flown that high. So... there's only one possibility...
【The ghost is coming! 】
The woman's face was filled with horror as she raised her hand to cover the scream that was about to come out. A low whimper was heard from the live broadcast room. Frightened but forbearing, the woman grabbed her phone and hid under the bed, covering her mouth tightly and trying not to make a sound.
The moment the phone was picked up, Lin Sheng's eyes fixed on the woman's back. A small figure flashed by with a bright smile on her face. He thought the woman was playing a game.
Lin Sheng was instantly touched by the smile, frowning and feeling a little worried about the girl in the picture. The woman was only concerned with hiding herself and had no time to take care of the child standing beside her, and even ignored her directly.
"Mother."
"Mother."
"Are you playing games? Can you bring Chi-Chi with you?"
The tender voice entered Lin Sheng's ears one by one. The crisp and young life exuded an active breath of life, and no one would think of anything else.
When I looked again, the little girl's face appeared in the corner of the screen. She waved at the camera with an even wider smile on her face. She also imitated the woman, raised her little hands to cover her mouth and nose, and her eyes showed pure joy.
But the woman in the camera was curled up under the bed with a look of fear on her face, ignoring the child's request.
The live broadcast room was extremely quiet for a while. There was not a single comment on the screen. There was only a string of numbers displayed in the upper right corner, indicating that the audience was still there, but no one dared to speak.
The wind outside the window continued to howl, bringing about the gloomy atmosphere in the live broadcast room. The darkness was no longer simply darkness. The dark room and the live broadcast room, which was as silent as death, were covered with a layer of unknown color.
The other side has a completely different style of painting.
Tang Ziyan looked at the little girl on the screen who showed no fear at all, and thought she was extremely cute. Perhaps she didn't have the concept of ghosts in her mind, so even though the woman in the picture was scared, she just thought it was interesting.
The girl's eyes were fixed on the screen, her features were filled with joy and amusement, and her blinking eyes made people feel happy.
Tang Ziyan's attention was completely attracted by the child. For a moment, he even forgot the atmosphere of the live broadcast room. He pulled Wen Yao over and pointed the phone screen towards Wen Yao. He couldn't help but praise him as if he was showing off his own child.
"Wenzi, look at this child! She's so cute and much braver than you. The room is dark and there's thunder and wind outside, but she's not scared at all. She thinks we're playing with her."
Wen Yao closed his eyes tightly, not daring to look at the phone screen. No matter how Tang Ziyan threatened or tempted him, Wen Yao did not dare to open his eyes at all. He turned his head away and pushed Tang Ziyan's outstretched hand away, stepping back repeatedly.
"I'm not watching. I'm not watching. What's so interesting about a live broadcast? If a ghost really jumps out, my little heart won't be able to bear it. Take it away quickly."
Seeing that he was so bored, Tang Ziyan had to take back his phone and stopped forcing him to watch it. When Tang Ziyan looked at the screen again, he saw movement in the live broadcast room.
[Is everyone still here? Why aren't you posting comments? I'm a little scared.]
[Please be active in the comments section and protect my young heart. 】
[Is there a ghost? There has been no movement for so long. Has the ghost not come out? ]
[Didn't they say the ghost is in the utility room? Should we go check it out?]
As soon as the proposal was made, many viewers began to second it, agreeing with the point of view and wanting to go to the utility room to see what was going on.
"There are quite a lot of people who aren't afraid of death. Aren't you afraid that ghosts will rush out of the live broadcast room and attack you from a distance?"
Lin Sheng didn't dare to make a fuss. If there really was a ghost in the utility room, once he was alarmed, the woman would definitely be put in danger. Lin Sheng couldn't and didn't dare to take this responsibility.
But there are always some people who like to make trouble, and some IDs began to be dissatisfied and tried to incite women.
[It was just a glance, and since the ghost and the husband's infidelity happened at the same time, it's hard not to think there's some connection between the two.]
[Since we want to investigate thoroughly, there must be evidence at the scene. Instead of wasting time in the live broadcast room, why not go to the utility room and take a look? You might find something even better.]
[The little ghost must have known about her existence a long time ago. It's been two or three months, and he hasn't attacked her yet. He definitely won't hurt her. So what's wrong with taking another look? He's not going to die, so why be so stingy?]
"If you can do it, come on. If you dare, go ahead. Is it fun to fart in the barrage? If someone really dies, then the brat's next target will definitely be you guys."
Lin Sheng was not in a good mood and started scolding these IDs directly.
Just two sentences dampened the eagerness of many viewers to try it out. Everyone sitting in front of the screen couldn't help but shudder, feeling a chill on their backs, and the barrage of comments died down again.
“I want to see it again.”
The woman suddenly spoke in a low voice.
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