Chapter 11 Midnight Comes "Who am I in your eyes...?
There is always a strange wet and sticky feeling in the lower body.
After sleeping in separate rooms, Zhui Lian woke up like this every morning for several days.
In the past few days, Yu Peizhi has lost that disturbing weirdness and has returned to his gentle and considerate appearance.
He often went out at seven or eight in the morning and disappeared all day.
In response, he explained to Zhui Lian that the deadline for submission was approaching and the publishing house was pressing him, so he needed to go out and collect materials and paint.
But this is exactly what Zhui Lian likes to see.
Taking advantage of Yu Peizhi's absence, she frequently went out to see Li Can to discuss the live broadcast of the exploration of the abandoned warehouse.
Li Can is a blogger with a small number of fans.
He is handsome, chooses bold topics, and has a stable number of followers on social media sites of just over 10,000.
Tomorrow is the day they agreed to do a live broadcast. At the end of their discussion, Zhui Lian made a request, hoping that the other party would not pre-promote the live broadcast in advance.
The excuse she used was that she was afraid Yu Peizhi would worry if he knew about it, so she didn't let her come.
Li Can nodded to show his understanding.
But soon he seemed a little dissatisfied with her: "Sister Lianlian, your husband is too controlling, isn't he? This is not okay!"
Are you meddling too much?
She didn't know how to answer this question.
So Zhui Lian just smiled and didn't respond.
Seeing this, Li Can tactfully changed the subject.
He asked about Zhui Lian's college major and her plans to return to S City. He also mentioned that S University was currently recruiting administrative staff and asked if she was interested.
Zhui Lian was indeed a little moved.
This was the reason she used when explaining to Li Can why she wanted to live stream in an abandoned warehouse - she had been away from the workplace for too long, and she wanted to find a new anchor in her life by doing a side job in self-media.
The smell of food wafted from the kitchen. When Zhui Lian returned home in the evening, Yu Peizhi was already busy at the stove.
Zhui Lian leaned against the kitchen door, looking at her husband's back.
She hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Pei Zhi, when are we going back to S City?"
This is the last test.
If, if, if... She meant if, Yu Peizhi could give a reassuring answer, maybe, maybe, maybe... She meant maybe, she wouldn't have to touch the truth that might be more dangerous.
She just wanted to return to a peaceful life.
She just wanted to escape from this small town that made her increasingly uneasy, and—
Let the husband who is becoming more and more unfamiliar to her return to his original appearance...
Yu Peizhi put the fried lotus root slices into the white porcelain plate slowly and steadily.
After a while, he turned around and said, "About a month later?"
"Is it urgent, Lianlian? If so, I'll check the flight tickets for two days later."
Yu Peizhi hummed, then continued somewhat awkwardly, "But there are still a few folk song-collecting spots I want to visit in the reed marsh..."
The husband's answer was no longer ambiguous.
Those sinister and creepy threats also disappeared into the water like water.
But this one-month deadline is still long and full of variables.
Something in Zhui Lian's heart faintly shattered, but she forced a faint smile on her face: "Okay, it's okay."
The standard four dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes were served on the table.
"Baby, why are you in such a hurry to go back?" Yu Peizhi poured soup for Zhui Lian and placed it in front of her, asking casually.
Zhui Lian picked up the soup and took a sip.
Yu Peizhi's meticulous reminder sounded in my ears again, very gently: "Be careful of the heat."
Zhui Lian muffled her voice and said, "It's been so long since I quit my job. I have to find a job, otherwise I feel like I'm out of touch with society."
She still couldn't help but want to test Yu Peizhi's bottom line again.
"So that's why?"
Yu Peizhi's voice was filled with a smile, sounding very considerate. "I remember Lianlian studied communications at university?"
Yes and no.
After that person died, she went to S University to study for a part-time graduate degree, and chose journalism under the communication category.
That was the major she had always wanted to study.
But during those three years in the UK...she actually studied visual communication design.
That was the decision the dead man made for her.
It was the summer vacation when Zhui Lian was in her third year of high school. She had not yet left Xiting High School and was still living with the Pei family.
The night before she went to handle the transfer procedures, the blonde woman sank into the desolate night, and the dead man knocked on her door in the middle of the night.
The other party insisted that he had insomnia and wanted to run to her room to teach her to read English.
What quirks are good?
Zhui Lian was startled and pressed against the door frame to prevent him from entering. She said nervously, "Master, you won't be able to sleep in our lowly room."
But the dead man didn't listen at all.
The other person held her waist and pushed her in impatiently.
Not only did he come uninvited, he also took things without asking, and he looked very skilled in flipping through her comic manuscripts.
Then he sighed and said, "Zhui Lian, you like painting? Then come with me to go abroad."
Zhui Lian was already very sleepy at that time.
She lay in bed, unable to open her eyes.
She pretended not to hear.
The dead man sat at her desk, planning enthusiastically by himself.
There was no moon or stars that deep night, only the rustling sound of the curtains in the wind.
Zhui Lian turned over and decided to go through the transfer procedures tomorrow.
Yu Peizhi walked over, gently placed his hand on Zhui Lian's shoulder and held it.
"So, does Lianlian have an industry she's interested in? Or, is there a company she wants to work for?"
Yu Peizhi looked at Zhui Lian with tenderness in his eyes, but his tone was as light as if he was dealing with something as trivial as eating and drinking. "Don't worry, just tell your husband which one you like, and he will arrange it for you."
This sounds like there is nothing wrong with it, and it is even very touching.
But what ran from his shoulders to his back was an indescribable chill.
Zhui Lian lowered his head and quickly took a few more mouthfuls of rice.
The rice grains that were plump just now now feel dry and astringent in my mouth.
"I haven't thought about it yet. I'm full. I'm going back to my room to rest."
She brushed away Yu Peizhi's hand on her shoulder, said this, got up hurriedly, and went towards the bedroom.
Yu Peizhi, who was left behind, was still standing there. Under the light, the smile on his face shrank inch by inch until it became a little blurry.
He raised his hand.
Clang, clang.
The trash can was instantly filled with leftover food.
"ah……"
Yu Peizhi looked down at his hands, seeming a little puzzled. "Are you not satisfied with this answer?"
He muttered to himself, "Lianlian, what exactly do you want?"
The warm water from the faucet flowed over the back of his hand, and the pool reflected his confused face.
He sighed softly, "It seems like no matter what I do, it's always wrong."
Yu Peizhi stared at the water and the pool for a long time.
He suddenly stretched his lips and smiled again: "So anything... can be done, right?"
He has endured it for a long, long time.
It's very hard, very hard, very hard to endure.
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His consciousness was floating on the edge of chaos, and Zhui Lian did not sleep well that late night.
The sound of water, the subtle sound of splashing, makes one's scalp tingle.
The sticky and slippery dream enveloped her again, forcibly waking her from her light sleep.
A vague breath escaped from Zhui Lian's throat. The light of the snow outside the window was very faint, but it penetrated into her pupils.
Between the undulating eyelashes, the figure at the end of the bed has soft black hair whorls.
The snow light touches the hair swirls.
The snow melted and became wet.
"Yu Peizhi! What do you want to do!"
Zhui Lian rarely called Yu Peizhi's full name, but this time, she was so frightened that she couldn't hold back her voice and kicked him with her legs.
But the coldness in her ankles caught up with her in an instant.
A feeling of weakness and soreness also gripped her.
Under the light of snow, Yu Peizhi's lips were moist and sparkling.
He looked at Zhui Lian, whose cheeks were flushed, and a smile slowly spread across his face. His tone was so gentle that it was almost doting: "Are you comfortable, Lian Lian?"
"Or rather—"
Yu Peizhi touched her neck and whispered like a lover, "Is it good, baby?"
Wetness clings to the cold fingers, tracing the lips and teeth.
“Hmm!”
Zhui Lian tried to break free.
The breath beside my ear was scorching, murmuring like a raving, with a creepy obsession and madness:
"Do you know, Lianlian... how happy I was that day... did you say you would come home for dinner tonight?"
"Do you know how carefully I prepared that plate of sweet and sour pork ribs? The heat, the sauce, the color of the sugar... I kept staring at it the whole time..."
"Do you know... how much I love you? More than I love myself... No, that's not right, I don't love myself at all... I only love you..."
"I didn't want this to happen... I didn't want it to be like this... It's so hard for me to endure it, so hard..."
"Why...why...do you smile so happily at others?"
"Why...why...don't you care about me like that?"
"Why...why...why...is it so hard to be alone with me? Is it so hard to stay with me?"
“Why…why…why…”
…
The cries of "why" became faster and more frequent.
Rapid, twisted, circling in the silent room.
Like a never-ending spell.
Suddenly, the mumbling stopped.
Yu Peizhi released his hand that was clamped around Zhui Lian's mouth.
Zhui Lian had just managed to catch her breath when she watched him get up and out of bed in the dark.
A few seconds later, the bedside lamp was turned on with a "click".
The glaring light made Zhui Lian squint subconsciously.
Yu Peizhi came back with a plate in his hand, expressionless.
The plate was filled with bright red sweet and sour pork ribs.
Under the light, Yu Peizhi's voice seemed to float out from underground, faint and deep.
He called her name: "Lian Lian."
The plate of spare ribs was pushed to Zhui Lian's lips, and Yu Peizhi's expression was filled with a stubbornness that made one's scalp tingle.
He said softly, "Eat it."
The sweet aroma of the food now turned into the greasiness of oil, filling the stomach to the point of suffocation.
She shook her head desperately and shrank back: "No...no, Yu Peizhi, take it away!"
"Baby is so resistant, it seems like he really doesn't like the food I cook... No wonder he doesn't want to go home for dinner."
Yu Peizhi looked down at the plate and sighed softly.
"No, listen to me, Pei Zhi, we have something to say—"
Zhui Lian tried to force herself to calm down and also to calm Yu Peizhi down.
Before she could finish her words, the plate of ribs was placed in front of her again.
"Eat it." Yu Peizhi stared at her straight for a moment and only uttered these two words.
"Okay...I'll eat..."
Zhui Lian's fingertips were trembling, but she still moved to the bedside bit by bit, trying to get down, "But Pei Zhi, how about you wait for me to brush my teeth first?"
"No." Yu Peizhi held her legs and shook his head, "The baby is stalling for time."
There was no expression on Yu Peizhi's face, but he pushed the plate of ribs forward with his hand.
He stubbornly repeated, "Eat it."
The edge of the cold porcelain plate was about to touch Zhui Lian's lips.
At this moment——
Yu Peizhi's movements suddenly stopped.
His eyes were also fixed on Zhui Lian.
Zhui Lian was still retreating, trying to refuse: "No...no..."
After a few seconds of absolute silence, Yu Peizhi suddenly burst into an extremely abrupt laugh:
“Hahahaha…hahahaha…you were just kidding! Lianlian, I was just scaring you! Hahahaha…”
He laughed so hard that he fell backwards, his body shook, and it seemed like tears were about to come out.
It seemed as if the eerie and inhuman scene just now was just an illusion caused by the quiet night.
But this crazy laughter only lasted for a few seconds.
It stopped abruptly as if it was strangled.
That nervous smile disappeared without a trace, replaced by an even deeper gloom.
clang!
Snap!
The plate of ribs was thrown to the ground, sauce splattered, and the porcelain cracked crisply.
He leaned down, placed his hands on both sides of Zhui Lian's body, and completely enveloped her in his shadow.
He leaned so close that his nose almost touched hers.
Those dark eyes, at close range, clearly reflected Zhui Lian's face, which was paler than paper.
His voice was filled with innocent confusion: "Who am I in your eyes... Lianlian?"
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I have obsessive compulsive disorder and will write a new chapter tomorrow~
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