Quick Wear: I, who played the supporting actor, got stuck with the protagonist

"Xin'er, he trusts me too much."

In the middle of the night, not long after he lay down, he felt the person next to him lift the quilt and quietly get out of bed. The restrained but still strong gaze lingered on his face for a while, then he pushed the door and walked out.

The next second, Bai Yichen opened his eyes, not feeling sleepy at all. Ghosts don't need sleep.

[Do you want to go and take a look?] Xiao Heixin knew what he was struggling with.

My hand rested lightly on the windowsill. The sky was as dark as ink. The night was pressing down heavily, making it hard to breathe. The thick clouds occasionally squeezed out a ray of light, which was flickering.

It's disheartening to watch.

"I shouldn't have interfered."

What he should do most is to wait, wait for Shen Ying and the others to discover the truth, wait for them to come find him, wait... for real "death".

"Xin'er, when a ghost is killed, does it turn into ashes in an instant, or does it hurt for a while?"

Bai Yichen stared unfocusedly at a point in the air. The cold air coming in through the window wrapped around his fingertips and pierced into his skin. After a while, his whole body felt cold to the bones.

Logically speaking, ghosts' perception of warmth in winter and coolness in summer is extremely weak.

"I'm in terrible pain."

Bai Yichen didn't lie, what he feared most was pain. He would rather take medicine and endure the illness than get an injection.

Xiao Heixin didn't wear sunglasses today, so his eyes were exposed. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I will directly adjust your pain perception to 0, and I guarantee that it will be over in a blink of an eye!"

Its words comforted Bai Yichen, and he poked the tip of the little black heart with his finger, "Thank you."

【ah--】

Bai Yichen was touched for only three seconds before his brain was shocked by the sharp cry of Xiao Heixin, like a good girl being teased by a hooligan.

"you--"

【You actually poked my butt!!!】

Xiao Heixin hugged himself with his hands, one on each side, and bent his thin legs into an inward-facing position.

【rogue! 】

The condemnation was deafening.

The veins on Bai Yichen's forehead jumped, and he gritted his teeth, "I think you grew up the wrong way! Your butt is actually down there!"

Xiao Heixin took out a handkerchief from somewhere and wiped the corners of his eyes with a sob: [Forget it, if I had known you had such feelings for me, I would not have looked back at you even if I had rushed eight hundred miles away overnight! ]

[Bah, you have no conscience! ]

"..."

"Why do you have more drama than me?"

[Hehe~] Xiao Heixin quickly wiped away her tears, and was relieved when she saw that Bai Yichen seemed to be in a much better mood.

It seems that the novels collected in its database are still useful.

"Okay, you—"

"who!?"

Bai Yichen's face changed, and he grabbed Xiao Heixin in his hand, and the handkerchief in its hand fell lightly to the ground.

[Who? What happened? Who wants to harm my host? Protect me! Protect me! ]

Xiao Heixin's first reaction was to break free from the hands on him, and he used his tiny body to block Bai Yichen, which moved and amused him.

He pinched his little hand and pulled the system back.

[Others can't see you, so stay put. 】

When his eyes moved to the handkerchief, he stopped smiling, and black mist lingered on his fingertips. "One last time, come out."

The handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo was a little worn, and the originally emerald green stitching had become mottled and faded. A "cross" in one corner, which was slightly different in color from the surrounding area, emitted a faint red light.

Gradually, the glaring red color filled the entire room, making it difficult to open your eyes.

"Husband, sir..."

The weak and stiff voice made him look over suddenly. The ghost power covered his eyes and he finally saw the appearance of the ghost in front of him.

The girl in the tattered wedding dress looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. It was a stretch to call her a woman. Her wrists were almost skin and bones under the empty sleeves, so thin that it was frightening.

The pretty little face was as pale as paper, and the pair of blood-red eyes stared at him intently, without a single mistake.

"tick"

"tick"

Bai Yichen looked closely and saw that her hair was wet and stuck in wisps, her lips were red with an unconcealable purple tint, and on her thin neck, a deep mark that was visible to the bone stung his eyes.

His eyes trembled violently and he made a breathy sound.

"...Shen, Ying?"

The ghost girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and she began to speak fluently, "Brother Ah Chen, I, I am Ah Ying, you said you would marry me and take me home!"

Shen Ying took a step forward excitedly, wanting to touch the person, but stepped back when she saw her own black nails and the mess she was in.

She is a ghost now, and a dirty ghost at that.

It was so hard for Brother Achen to see me, but I ended up looking so dirty and miserable...

"How did you get possessed by a handkerchief?"

Shen Ying smiled awkwardly, but it was not warm, but rather chilling. "Brother Achen, have you forgotten?"

"When I was ten years old, you wiped my face with a handkerchief." She gestured awkwardly and said shyly, "You also promised to marry me."

Her eyes were eager, "Brother Achen, I haven't finished paying respects to your parents yet. Now that you can see me, can we get married again?"

Her hands were almost tearing her sleeves apart, and she looked extremely nervous.

Bai Yichen blurted out, "Bigamy is against the law."

Shen Ying looked confused, "What is... bigamy?"

"Why didn't I see you before?"

The change of subject was abrupt, but effective.

Shen Ying didn't doubt it at all and told everything she knew. She was shy and said, "I don't know either. I was there when I woke up, and..."

"And I can't stay too far away from you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Bai Yichen's heart skipped a beat.

Doesn't that mean that the fact that I was suffocated by Shen Ying's chest muscles has also been discovered! ?

Looking at Shen Ying's innocent big red eyes, he finally didn't have the courage to ask.

The ghost power that had been brewing in secret dissipated, and Bai Yichen asked one last question, "How much... do you remember?"

Every time his eyes swept across the scar on the other person's neck, it was as if they were burned, and an unconcealable guilt emerged, even though he knew that he had not actually done those things, and even the self in their memory had been kept in the dark.

But once he looked at the memory, he couldn't pretend he knew nothing.

What did Shen Ying do wrong?

She just wanted to marry Brother Achen when she was ten years old.

Can Bai Yichen blame Bai's mother and Bai Lianyun?

No, he was the least qualified one because everything his mother and elder brother did was for his own good.

Who do you blame?

Blame this world.

I blame the world for being so harsh to women, for its feudal superstitions, and for strangling women's necks tightly, not treating them as human beings, yet believing that their death can bring great blessings.

How ridiculous!

Bai Yichen's heart felt like it was soaked in an airtight jar. It could beat, but it felt suffocating.

He cursed under his breath.

“What a fuck.”