Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

Liang Yaowen died.

It was said that when his car was driving on the dangerous peak and winding mountain road, a dog suddenly rushed out. The driver couldn't dodge in time, and the whole car fell off the cliff.When they were found at the foot of the mountain, the window of the car had been smashed by the tree trunk, and no one inside survived.

——Many visitors came to the mourning hall.

As soon as they entered, they saw Jiang Wenluo in sackcloth.

The legendary widow of Liang Yaowen was kneeling motionless in front of the portrait, her straight back looked slender and fragile, her head was lowered, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but she couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Only the part of the neck and earlobes that were exposed were astonishingly white.

There is a bronze incense stand in front of it, and three long incense sticks emit red light.

Jiang Wenluo's butt was sitting on his back heels, his neckline looked slender, but his eyes were closed all the time, as if he had fallen into a peaceful sleep, his appearance was extremely haggard, and he looked extremely sad.

The servants standing in front of the threshold put the white envelopes in their hands one by one, and chanted in a low voice: "Song Family, Song Zhou has arrived—"

"Zhao Family Zhao Qingli arrived—"

He reported more than ten names back and forth, but Jiang Wenluo still did not raise his head. With his hands on his knees, he heard the people behind him getting closer and offering incense by his door.

"You are in mourning." The visitor said politely, "Mr. Liang probably doesn't want to see you grieve too much."

Jiang Wenluo knelt for a long time, his knees were numb, and there was a constant tingling pain. He was slowly lifted up by the people around him, and he bowed his head to greet this person slowly.

"Sir, you have worked hard all the way..."

Jiang Wenluo just said four words, then covered his mouth and coughed continuously. Because of the pain, he tightly held the corner of the incense burner, and let the sharp corner plunge into his palm, in exchange for a trace of clarity.There was a white silk handkerchief folded in his hand, and he put it away after a while, but there was a morbid flush on his cheeks.Jiang Wenluo raised his head, looking extremely weak.

He finally turned around, and only then did the others see his face clearly, and all of them put on expressions of disbelief, and some children even took a step back in shock, trying to scream, but their mouths were covered by their family members .

Jiang Wenluo turned a blind eye to everything, and still had the same low-browed and pleasing expression.

——It’s really getting used to it.

Among the people present, who would have imagined that Liang Yaowen, who had been hiding in the golden house for three full years, would be so ugly.

Only half of Jiang Wenluo's face is intact, and he is so beautiful that it is almost flawless. His jaw line is clean and neat, as if he was favored and blessed by the creator when he was born. It is the closest to the appearance of the youngest son of the gods. I am far away from him, and it is blasphemy to say a word with him.

But the other half of his face was extremely hideous, with huge and broken scars covering his face like a mask, making his face look weird, like... two completely different faces spliced ​​together.

Jiang Wenluo didn't smile on his face. He lowered his eyes and gave a few instructions to the butler, then bent down and left through the side door in front of everyone.

Liang Yaowen left behind a huge inheritance. According to the will, those wealth that would allow anyone to squander their lives will belong to Jiang Wenluo.

Now Jiang Wenluo is completely flawless in taking these things into consideration.

After he walked out of the side hall, he couldn't bear the cough, which almost made him unable to breathe.

Jiang Wenluo had been guarding Liang Yaowen's spirit for three days and three nights, and as an excuse to rest for a while, he opened the door and entered the room.

——Liang Yaowen left too suddenly.

Jiang Wenluo was not mentally prepared at all.

Now Jiang Wenluo's head is full of the man in the deflated car with blood all over his face.

Liang Yaowen's eyes were squeezed by the external force, protruding abnormally, almost falling out of the eye sockets, and his elbows were also broken outwards in an abnormally twisted posture.The funeral parlor took a lot of effort to restore Liang Yaowen's body, but the coffin was still stiff.

Jiang Wenluo guessed that many people wanted his life now.

For at least the past two days, he could even feel that someone was staring at him not far from the window.

Snow like goose feathers fell outside, fluttering and falling to the ground, covered with a thick layer of white.

Jiang Wenluo took off the clothes he was wearing, and threw them on the chair, and he squatted on the sofa in a daze.

There seemed to be the smell of Liang Yaowen in the room. The pheromone smell of that person was very weak, as if it was blocked by layers of things. Jiang Wenluo usually had to work hard to smell his smell.

No one would believe it, but Liang Yaowen had been married to him for three years, but he had never touched him once. The two of them lived on two separate beds.Liang Yaowen would come over only when Jiang Wenluo was not feeling well, and hold him through those difficult days, but he would not really enter him.

——But he loves Liang Yaowen very much.

Although his husband is very strange.

That person will disappear for a period of time at the end of each month, and when he comes back, he will have a strong salty smell, like blood, or something like mucus, similar to the things on the tentacles of octopuses.When he looked at Jiang Wenluo, sometimes he seemed to be looking at his favorite food.

When holding him, Liang Yaowen liked to bite him very much, saying that he smelled very good and looked very cute.

but never really did anything

The way that person sleeps is also a little scary when you think about it carefully.

Jiang Wenluo didn't even see him sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Even... There was even one time when he woke up from his sleep, when he got up and opened his eyes, he saw Liang Yaowen standing beside his bed, staring at him motionless.

His eyes were straight, and there was an inexplicable evil spirit on his handsome and profound face. When the shadows shrouded his sculpture-like three-dimensional facial features, people couldn't help feeling afraid.

But when Jiang Wenluo looked at him, that weird feeling would disappear again, that person would show him a clumsy smile, then leaned down, kissed his side face and forehead, Say softly, "Goodnight baby."

When he turned back to his room, his hands would tremble slightly, as if he was restraining something.

Jiang Wenluo was frightened by him many times, but he got used to it later, because Liang Yaowen had never done anything strange to him, at most it was a quirk.In this regard, Liang Yaowen will explain that he is sleepwalking.

This also caused Jiang Wenluo to be particularly sensitive to other people's sights when he closed his eyes.

Even if he was lying on the bed and facing the wall, he could immediately sense someone looking at him.

……coming.

Jiang Wenluo suddenly opened his eyes, and that familiar feeling came again.

——In this room, someone was staring at him.

But Liang Yaowen was already dead, Jiang Wenluo shuddered in the thirty-degree room, and the hairs all over his body immediately stood on end——

"Who is looking at me?" Jiang Wenluo murmured.

It was still daytime, and Jiang Wenluo never believed in those weird rhetoric. He would not believe that "Liang Yaowen" had returned to him, so there could only be concrete living people observing his every move.

After Liang Yaowen's death, there were many people who wanted to kill Jiang Wenluo, so he could always stay at home without going out. It was good to guard Liang Yaowen at home.

Their villa is located in a remote location, and there is a wilderness outside. Although it is not ruled out that someone will hide in the woods and watch him with a telescope, but it is daytime, and the possibility of this is very low.Jiang Wenluo thought about it, looked outside, but decided to close the curtains.

The room darkened immediately.

Jiang Wenluo took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and leaned against the corner in an attempt to find a sense of security.

But the feeling of being spied on is still there. Just now, there seemed to be a strange black shadow flashing past outside, and sneaked into the room along the crack of the window.

"Yaowen...?" He whispered in a strange voice.

No one answered.

——It's an illusion, Jiang Wenluo thought, don't be suspicious.

The sound of the clock in the room is very loud, "tick", "tick", intertwined, overlapping, like many people whispering, they are hidden in the hands, every second, the sound is a little louder , the things inside seem to be getting bigger and bigger.

He took out two clocks from the drawer and buckled the batteries. Jiang Wenluo sat on the bed and tightly covered his ears.

"Let me out!"

At this moment, a sharp sound came through his fingers.

Jiang Wenluo kept trembling, got into the quilt directly, hugged the pillow that Liang Yaowen had slept on, took a deep breath, kissed the remaining smell of that person, and calmed down a little.

"Let me out—" The voice sounded like a baby crying.

Again.

There was still that ticking sound in the room, and the quilt also became wet, as if water was dripping from the ceiling onto his quilt, and the quilt was getting heavier and heavier.

Jiang Wenluo shrunk his body to a very small size, closed his eyes and shivered, and whispered again and again: "Yaowen, Yaowen..." He was almost begging for help!

But his dead husband, who had painted the funeral, showed no sign of helping him at all.

"Tick-tock -" is another clock sound.

This time... it came from under the bed.

Jiang Wenluo's ignorance seemed to irritate the unknown voice. Its sound of time flowing was obviously faster than usual, and it was almost running fast on the small disc. on the bed.

Cold sweat oozes from Jiang Wenluo's forehead.

He gritted his teeth and couldn't help reaching out to scratch his hair, but when he touched his own face, he felt that his skin was covered with a layer of paper, and the paper was soft when he touched it Yes, it collapsed directly.

Jiang Wenluo widened his eyes, not daring to look in the mirror outside the quilt.

The oxygen in the quilt was getting less and less, and the clocks whose batteries had been pulled out unexpectedly resumed working at the same time.

——The alarm clock screamed in the next instant!

But Jiang Wenluo suddenly thought of when Liang Yaowen kissed him——

He was lying on the bed, Liang Yaowen was standing beside him, he would suddenly bend down, and gently kiss his face covered with deformities and scars.

Jiang Wenluo was awakened by the sound of the alarm clock, opened his eyes in a daze, and felt Liang Yaowen's soft cheek.

He was stung and buried half of his ugly face in the pillow, pushed Liang Yaowen's chest, and whispered, "I don't look good, don't..."

Liang Yaowen didn't speak, and the kiss landed on his forehead again.

As if cherishing Jiang Wenluo very much, she said to him: "I like it very much."

Jiang Wenluo felt a very slippery feeling on Liang Yaowen's body. Like a snake, he spat out fatal messages at him, but Jiang Wenluo was not afraid at all. Liang Yaowen was the only one who treated him well and would protect him.

——Now the one and only person is dead too.

Jiang Wenluo bit the corner of the pillow and cried out muffledly.

"Liang Yaowen", "Liang Yaowen..." he whispered again and again.

Strange to say, when he called out Liang Yaowen's name for the seventh time, all the strange things around him disappeared, and everything became quiet.

Jiang Wenluo sat up in a daze, and after a moment of calmness, he found a watch that had been broken for a long time from under the bed.

A huge eye is painted on the dial with black and white paint.

— in his hand, staring at him.

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