Overlord Husband Secretly Reborn

After the song, the dinner came to an end. Liang Yaowen directly expressed his intention to see off the guests to Jiang Wenluo. Jiang Wenluo has always been thin-skinned, so he was embarrassed to stay any longer.

After walking to the door, Liang Yaowen said something to Jiang Wenluo: "Please don't turn on the lights after twelve o'clock at night."

Jiang Wenluo traced Liang Yaowen's outline with his eyes, and nodded to Liang Yaowen - although he didn't know where he was going or where he was staying tonight.

Jiang Wenluo thought: It's really not possible, at worst, just sleep at the door of Liang Yaowen's house, so that he will feel safer.

There were street lamps on the road, leaving small circles of light on the ground. Jiang Wenluo stepped in and saw his own black shadow.

The streets were dead silent.

The whole town is full of a grotesque mystery, shrouded and sheltered by gods, but shadows grow quietly in the dark corners.The rain fell on Jiang Wenluo. In his hand was an umbrella that Liang Yaowen gave him. The ribs of the umbrella were thin and long. Under the umbrella surface, there was a pale light, and there were small sharp corners around it.Jiang Wenluo felt that the ribs of the umbrella were not made of any metal, but replaced by...something's bones, rounded and smooth.

When Jiang Wenluo got the umbrella, Jiang Wenluo lowered his head, Liang Yaowen approached him, and said to him from a very ambiguous distance: "This is my favorite umbrella, now I give it to you."

His breath swept across Jiang Wenluo's ears.

Under the dark night, Jiang Wenluo couldn't see the purpose of the surrounding buildings, and the street lights were dim, which was not enough to widen his vision.He walked slowly holding an umbrella, and saw a door plate with a short name hanging beside him.

Every family has it.

"Li Wei'an—"

"Zhou Qingqing—

"Cheng Yun—"

Jiang Wenluo read it softly, feeling that the name was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

He put the umbrella away carefully, since no one was around anyway, Jiang Wenluo thought for a moment, then bent down and boldly put his ear on the door, listening carefully to the movement inside.

"If someone sees me, they must think that I'm a dangerous person. It might scare people..." Just as Jiang Wenluo finished speaking, the door opened without warning, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Creak." The wood trembled and made a harsh friction sound.

Jiang Wenluo was startled, subconsciously stepped back, but only saw an empty room with no one inside.

He shook the umbrella, stepped directly in, and said politely, "Since I'm welcome, I'll come in."

Dust smelt his nostrils, Jiang Wenluo coughed twice, and turned on the light after confirming the time.

The scene inside was beyond his imagination.

He was already prepared to see blood in the room, but he didn't expect it to be very clean and tidy inside, with white hard decoration and warm soft decoration, even the sofa is made of fabric, it looks like it has been carefully decorated by the owner at first glance.

"Excuse me." Jiang Wenluo thought for a moment, then continued politely.

Sitting at the table, Jiang Wenluo raised his hand to stroke the withered bouquet of daisies on the table.

——He suddenly remembered who the owner of this house was.

The name "Chengyun" just appeared on the dining table and in the conversation of several people.

"A lot has happened during this time—" said the girl.

"Two girls were killed in succession and their hearts were ripped out. The murderer couldn't be caught until now. I feel very disturbed. Why is the law and order so bad during this period? Don't you work in the police station? So what happened recently? Any clues?"

Hearing the words, the old man next to him glanced at Jiang Wenluo first, then lowered his voice and said to the girl: "They have something in common with the disappearance case."

"Missing? Who? Why haven't I heard of it, and I haven't seen missing person notices posted on the street."

"It's called Chengyun." When his back was turned to Liang Yaowen, the old man showed a contemptuous expression, "A... whore, no, a pervert, who lives in District A, of course you haven't heard of it."

The old man's eyes made Jiang Wenluo feel very uncomfortable.

"Is Cheng Yun a woman?" Jiang Wenluo frowned, looking strangely at the men's cheap windbreaker hanging on the hanger in the corner, "There is only a pair of men's slippers in the shoe rack, which is strange."

It was very late now, the heavy rain was hitting the windows, the street scene outside was blurred with the faint lights, and the wind howled like a roaring trapped animal.

When he was alone in a strange place and Liang Yaowen was not in his body to protect him, Jiang Wenluo felt a little scared and almost wanted to escape from this place, so he slammed on Liang Yaowen's door, begging him to take him in.

"If I go back rashly, it might make Liang Yaowen unhappy." Jiang Wenluo sighed, turned on a night light, and walked into the bedroom.

The bed is only one meter wide, covered with yellow floral sheets, the quilt looks fluffy and soft, and the curtains are also very soft, which is very feminine.Jiang Wenluo looked around and opened a few drawers—there were only some miscellaneous items inside. A broken diamond watch was cherished in the box, and a silver ring was placed next to it. Jiang Wenluo saw the engraved words inside.

"tomylove," he muttered, putting things back in place.

The shirt was buttoned very high, strangling Jiang Wenluo's Adam's apple.He stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, raised his head slightly, raised his hand to undo the button, and casually pulled the neckline a few times.

He looked in the mirror, and the man in the mirror was looking at him too.

"Ugly." Jiang Wenluo pointed to the person in the mirror and said, "No one will like you."

After speaking, he laughed himself again, his eyes were bent, and there was a warm light hidden inside: "Except for Liang Yaowen."

Jiang Wenluo fell into the dream he had made for himself, and he continued to say to the person in the mirror: "Even if Liang Yaowen is a monster with many tentacles, his memory seems to have problems, but you have to believe that he will still I like you."

He said to himself, looking a little silly: "Just like Liang Yaowen once promised, 'No matter when and where I meet me, I will recognize you and fall in love with you at the first time. Please don't doubt Own.'"

"So, I must trust him."

Jiang Wenluo took off all his clothes and opened the door of the closet, but he suddenly froze.

There... there are actually a lot of skirts.

On the left is a gorgeous white evening dress and matching long gloves, and behind it is a long skirt for daily wear. Below are some brand-new women's stockings, and the male protagonist is placed in the corner, which looks like Very disliked by the owner.

Jiang Wenluo raised his hand and slowly touched the skirt.

He dragged the long skirt, and the hem of the skirt dragged the floor, and the dark light poured down all of a sudden, covering it with a gorgeous halo, with a large V at the neckline, sleeveless, which could reveal the full shoulders, and the hem of the skirt On the white gauze, intricate feathers are woven, they grow along the trend, like water, winding to the end of the skirt, every detail is carefully designed——

"This look...it should be a wedding dress." Jiang Wenluo lowered his eyes, "I don't really understand, but it's pretty pretty."

"Wear it when you get married, it should be very beautiful."

By coincidence, Jiang Wenluo looked at the mirror and compared it to himself——

Obviously nothing strange happened, Jiang Wenluo looked at himself in the mirror, but his eyes suddenly became very round, and he looked a little at a loss, his earlobes were red, and he took several steps back.

Jiang Wenluo was frightened, shook his head resistingly at the skirt, hugged the skirt and ran away in a hurry, carefully put the skirt back in place, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"I'm crazy, I want to try it." When it was nearly twelve o'clock, Jiang Wenluo got up from the bed again, splashed cold water on his face, and felt that he was much more awake.

"Boom—" A bell rang in the distance, and at twelve o'clock, Jiang Wenluo turned off all the lights.

He was in a stranger's bedroom, and soon fell asleep, and the sound of long breathing sounded.

A few luminous stars are pasted on the ceiling, as if you are in a wild alien place.

His body seemed to be soaked in warm water, Jiang Wenluo's nerves relaxed uncontrollably——

The thunder outside kept ringing, making the tree shadows shake, and the shapes fell on the white window curtains, like moving black shadows, moving towards the house step by step.

At this time, Jiang Wenluo dreamed of his and Liang Yaowen's wedding ceremony.

Wearing the same style of suit as Liang Yaowen, he held hands with that person and swore an oath together under the watchful eyes of the priest:

"Whether rich or poor—"

"Whether in health or disease—"

"Whether life or death—"

There were no relatives or friends, but only Jiang Wenluo and Liang Yaowen. In the holy church, they solemnly recited the vows that were broken by countless people, and nervously exchanged each other's rings.Then, one bowed and the other looked up, they exchanged another kiss.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Wenluo felt cold, so he shrank under the quilt. He dreamed that Liang Yaowen coaxed him, saying that there was no one else anyway, so he simply showed him his wedding dress. Out of a white wedding dress.Jiang Wenluo pushed him resistingly, but his ankle was grabbed by his tentacles, and the veil covered his head.

"How pretty." Liang Yaowen said to him affectionately, "Baby, you are so cute."

Jiang Wenluo was startled awake by himself in the wedding dress——

He opened his eyes, stared blankly at the ceiling, his heart was beating very fast, and subconsciously touched his clothes...

--fine.

Holding the quilt, Jiang Wenluo quickly calmed down his emotions. He turned sideways and hugged his mobile phone, looking at the photos in it boredly.

The light shone on his face, and his shadow appeared on the wall.

Jiang Wenluo was ignorant, and even showed a nostalgic smile.

Inside the phone, Liang Yaowen hugged his waist, posing with scissors hands.

Liang Yaowen kissed him on the cheek childishly in front of the camera on purpose.

Two years ago, a year ago, half a year ago——

However...the most recent photo is today.

That was just now, two hours ago, Jiang Wenluo looked awkwardly in the mirror while holding up her wedding dress.

In the photo, there is his thin back, and his flushed cheeks in the mirror. From this angle, it seems that the wedding dress is on him!

The smile on Jiang Wenluo's face stopped abruptly.

He buckled the phone, his fingers trembling.

——So, who is this person taking the picture?

Jiang Wenluo closed his eyes to catch his breath, but at this moment he heard footsteps coming from outside the window, heavy and heavy, coming straight towards him.The blood in his whole body was frozen, and he didn't have time to blame himself for being so careless this time. He could only listen to his own heartbeat, and slowly got out of bed, while the things outside followed his movements and took a step forward. .

He moves, and things outside move.

He stopped, and the things outside stopped.

It's like playing tricks on him.

Jiang Wenluo shivered holding the phone, but there was only one firm thought in his heart.

——I'm going to find Liang Yaowen!

The author has something to say: ah, there are more bad things in the future x

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