o the house" I asked hurriedly.Jiang Qiyun remained silent. We found a secluded spot, set up our ritual, and hurried back to the courtyard."Little Qiao, come look quickly!" My dad whispered, "Keep it...What does this mean

Let me live out my days in peace Didn't he want to kill me

He let out a derisive laugh, as if he was unaccustomed to speaking in such "lenient" terms.

"Don't look like that, a marriage in the afterlife is only binding and has no dissolving. Unless you die and are reborn into the cycle, you can't escape it. So in this lifetime, there will be no other men for you."

His tone was cold and ruthless: "If you're truly afraid of me, then after the deed is done, I can disappear. If you're willing to live a solitary life until the end, be it so."

"You... what do you mean by 'after it's done'" I heard the key part.

As my brother said, he had other motives.

He let out a cold laugh, pinching my chin and saying, “You don't understand the ways of yin and yang, that's fine, but you don't even understand men and women Have you forgotten how much I leave for you every day”

I blushed and looked at him. After looking at that eerie mask for so long, I felt numb.

"When the ring on your hand was formed as a cīlóng, it means your spiritual fetus was bound... Do you think a wife's duty is merely to wait and endure"

I stared at him in terror, my hand instinctively reaching for my stomach.

No wonder I've felt a burning, throbbing pain these days. I thought it was from his violent nights, but turns out it's because I'm pregnant!

"Got it" He saw my disbelief and smirked at me.

"But...but I'm still a student. Could I please do it later—"

I've only just started university, and even though society is more open now and things are handled more flexibly, for a girl who has just come of age, pregnancy is another kind of life.

"What then" he sneered. "I'm not keen on waiting another seven days for a stiff corpse."

There was a palpable disdain in his words.

I don't want to be tormented for seven days by a male ghost wearing an evil spirit mask again.

"You have three more nights left. Whether you think it's torture or bullying, you just have to endure it, understand" he said bluntly.

"...Hmm." I wiped the tears from my face, resignedly accepting it, thinking to myself that at worst, I could drop out and stay home.

It is early spring now, and the air in the south is still a bit cold. The black tights I was wearing ripped, so I had to put them in my bag.

A sharp pain shot through the affected area as I lifted my leg, causing me to gasp.

He just stood there, arms crossed, like a cold statue.

"I promised you, you can...be a little gentler"

Please don't get angry so easily, okay

He sneered: "Gentle Don't be naive, if I wasn't gentle, you wouldn't even be standing here talking to me"

Okay, I asked a silly question.

I'm just a sacrifice, what conditions could I possibly demand

There are still three nights.

I wiped my face in front of the mirror. The reflection staring back at me had pale skin and bloodshot eyes.

"Xiao Qiao, hurry up!" My brother's voice echoed down the hallway.

I sniffed and walked out, head down.

》》》

Yesterday's fall from a building incident has caused quite a stir online.

The police checked the security footage and saw me walk into the office, and not long after, I ran out looking flustered.

My shadow appeared at the security passage of every floor. After I ran out of the teaching building, I stood there for a while before my homeroom teacher jumped from the building.

As for time, I have no suspicion.

I can't help but wonder if that ugly monster had it all calculated.

If he were to kill the head of my department while I was at work, I wouldn't know what to say.

And, if the homeroom teacher died in the office, I'd be the prime suspect.

So he smashed the window, dragged the homeroom teacher to the windowsill, and let many witnesses see him crouched there before "jumping" down.

My brother's acquaintance, Officer Lu, looked to be in his late twenties or early thirties. He was tall and imposing with sharp eyes. When he stood before me, radiating an air of authority, I felt even more dejected and lost.

"Old Lu's a former special forces soldier, sharp-minded and carries a heavy presence. Watch your words when talking to him." My brother whispered a warning.

The meeting room was filled with the anxious faces of school leaders. A middle-aged man, his hair receding into a "Mediterranean" style, saw me and slammed his fist on the table, yelling.

Look, look! What are girls like nowadays! They dress so provocatively and wear such short skirts even in this cold weather. Isn't that tempting criminals!

The Mediterranean continued, "Secretary, Principal, Officer Lu, I told you, Teacher Zhang has always gotten along well with the students and has a good reputation! It must be this little girl who played with his feelings and stimulated him, that's why he did such a stupid thing as jumping off a building!"

"I didn't play with his feelings! I avoid him like the plague, okay!" I can take being yelled at, but saying I played with that disgusting homeroom teacher is just too much.

“He made me go to the office and work, the whole class heard it! Then he cornered me in the office and said he wanted me to be his girlfriend. I ran out desperately.” I tried my best to control my emotions, after all, I still have to study here. This Mediterranean guy must be Zhang's head teacher's relative.

"These are just your one-sided words, who would believe them" The Mediterranean said with a sneer: "Even after someone is dead, you still smear their reputation! With the look of a delinquent girl on you, what victim act are you putting on"

My brother got angry and shouted, "Who did you call a delinquent girl Damn it, don't think that because you're the student council president I won't beat you up!"

"That's enough!" the headmaster roared. "The most important thing now is to eliminate the bad influence, not to argue!"

The principal turned around, his face softened as he said to me, "Student, now we have preliminarily determined that it was suicide. There might be a lot of media coming to interview you. I hope you can consider the school's reputation—"

I frowned and listened for a while. It turned out that the principal wanted me to say: when I was helping in the office, I suddenly saw the homeroom teacher have a seizure and run out to call someone, but he fell to his death himself.

Before I could even refuse, Officer Lu let out two cold snorts and said, "Principal, I'm still right here. Are you trying to get the victim to change their testimony Do you think the law is a joke"

The principal offered an awkward smile, he probably cursed this Officer Lu in his heart for being so tactless.

Officer Lu ignored him and turned to me, “Tell me in detail what happened at the time.”

I skipped the part where that creep grabbed him by the neck, I just explained his sudden erratic behavior.

Officer Lu listened, then asked me the second time, the third time, the fourth time...

It’s all making me relive the experience!

Until the very end, he put away his recorder and notebook. After the school leaders left, he gave me a meaningful smile and said, “Xiao Qiao, your psychological quality is very good…”

Nonsense, if I had a weak psyche, I probably would have been scared to death two years ago that night.

》》》

When we got home, Dad was still in the yard sunbathing. He was wearing a white vest and shifting around on the wicker chair.

"Little Qiao, you're back... Oh, come here and scratch my back for me, it's so itchy!"

I walked over, lifted my dad's white undershirt, and was about to scratch his back when I suddenly froze!

A blood-red ghost face appeared on my father's back...at they didn’t get it and might still be looking for opportunities to come back. We need to be vigilant at all times and prepare to counterattack. Maybe we can seize a chance, settle both old and new...