[Quick Transmigration] Mistress, please turn back Ⅱ

The sky is dark, as if it will be depressed at any time, it is daytime, but it is as dark as night, the thick ink-like rain is falling, and the collision between the rain and the umbrella surface will always make a sharp sound.

da da——

A black umbrella is walking in the rain, the person under the umbrella is wearing a hoodie and a pair of sunglasses, and she is holding a note in her hand, written on the note wet by the umbrella, although A little blurry, but still clearly visible.

That is an address.

"Ding-dong-"

Xiao Chumo's head popped out from under the thin quilt, and Ying Yan's hand was falling on her head, comforting her gently, as if thinking that she would be afraid

The latest horror movie was playing on the TV. To be honest, it wasn't scary, to Xiao Chumo.

In order to create an atmosphere, she did not turn on the lights, so the room was very dark.

Xiao Chumo was surprised when she heard the doorbell ringing suddenly, she subconsciously leaned into Ying Yan's arms.

Because the same plot happened to happen on TV, the hostess heard the doorbell ringing unexpectedly at home. At this time, it had been nearly four hours since her lover died. She hid at home shivering and hid herself in the cabinet. But the doorbell rang suddenly.

It was like the footsteps of a demon approaching step by step, stepping on the tip of her heart one by one.

Ying Yan looked at her questioningly, Xiao Chumo shook her head, this mindless horror movie came out of her mind, she stood up, walked slowly to the door to open it.

A few days ago, Fu Mingzhen didn't know what frightened him. Although he always told her that it was okay, but usually she said that it was okay. Xiao Chumo was very worried, but he was helpless.

Fu Ming really didn't want to say it, she couldn't force her to say it.

It happened that something happened to the Fu family, so Fu Mingzhen left for the time being. There were only her and Ying Yan at home. Since it was raining and they couldn't go out, Ying Yan suggested watching a horror movie.

A flash of lightning suddenly lit up outside the door, and a person in black outside appeared in front of Xiao Chumo in this completely white situation, so scared that Xiao Chumo almost closed the door.

The man put one hand on the door, stopping Xiao Chumo's movement, and she called out in a low voice: "Chu Mo."

Xiao Chumo's eyes widened immediately, and she let go of her hands hesitantly. The person outside the door supported the door with one hand, and took off the sunglasses on his face with the other.

A beautiful face appeared in front of Xiao Chumo, Xiao Chumo's brain was blank for a few seconds, and she yelled: "Mu Ru!"

The man laughed, and the curved eyebrows and eyes were brightly colored. This face, as in memory, did not change at all.

"Chu Mo." She spoke softly, calling Xiao Chumo's name in a warm voice, "I found you."

Her voice was upturned, and Xiao Chumo shuddered at the somewhat pleasant ending. Mu Ru gently rubbed the top of Xiao Chumo's hair, and looked at the person in front of her with gentle eyes, which made Xiao Chumo have no choice but to turn aside. Too much.

She has been unable to face this woman since a long time ago, not only because of fear, but more probably because of fear. Although Xiao Chumo has experienced so many worlds, Xiao Chumo is confident that she can put down this woman, but she dare not and is afraid. residual.

"How did you know I was here?"

"A beautiful girl gave me this." Mu Ru waved the note in her hand, and the blurred handwriting fell into Xiao Chumo's eyes, followed by Mu Ru's next sentence, "That's a girl in wedding dress. The girl in the uniform is holding a red umbrella."

Xiao Chumo raised her head abruptly, looked at Mu Ru's bright smiling face in astonishment and felt unbelievable, she subconsciously asked, "Is she there?"

"I'm on my way."

In the next second, Mu Ru's body was knocked away, and Xiao Chumo rushed into the rain like crazy and ran out. Mu Ru looked at the back of Xiao Chumo running away in amazement, and her outstretched hand fell into the air for a long time. He didn't take it back until the voice of the people in the house came from behind.

"you do this delibrately."

She looked back, and the delicate-looking woman fell into her eyes, with a playful smile on her face, Mu Ru gently pulled away a smile, "So what?"

"Shall we make a deal?"

In the heavy rain, the woman said this to her.

Ying Yan looked at her indifferently, put the dagger in his hand on Mu Ru's neck, "If you hurt Chu Mo, I will kill you."

……

It was raining heavily, and the sound of pattering rain kept ringing in his ears, Xiao Chumo only felt that all the words he said were swallowed up by the heavy rain, and he couldn't get a single word out.

The road surface was flooded by rain, as if walking in the water, the sound of kicking kept ringing out, trampling on the water surface, and there was a crisp echo, which was then covered by the louder rain.

Xiao Chumo looked back, but there was nothing behind him, the dark houses gathered in the distance, many people passed the traffic lights in front, but there was no red shadow.

Where has she gone?In the past few days, she hadn't noticed anything abnormal in the room at all, and she was so calm that the other party seemed to have never stepped into that room, but the pain at that time told her that it was not an illusion.

"Sister!"

"Where are you, sister?"

"Senior sister, come out and see me!"

Xiao Chumo kept shouting, and the joy of seeing Mu Ru was also washed away by her words and suppressed.Compared with Mu Ru, Xiao Chumo missed the red figure he saw that day, Yu Lianqing in a red robe.

At that time, the senior sister who was watching her with indifference, sent the knife into her heart without hesitation.

She stopped on the sidewalk panting non-stop, the long run, roaring made her a little tired.

The lights from behind suddenly shone, followed by the sound of the car's horn, Xiao Chumo stared back blankly at the car passing by her, her eyes widened in horror, the memory of the first death came again. In my mind, Xiao Chumo sat powerlessly on the ground, tears streaming down her face amidst the rain.

She whimpered softly, not knowing what she was crying for.

"Senior Sister, you are a weak soul, a weak soul... I'm sorry..."

"Senior sister, can you come out?"

She kept talking, and her hoarse crying was intermittent, which didn't sound very good.

"Senior sister, I'm afraid..."

When the last sentence came out of her mouth, Xiao Chumo felt the rain on her head suddenly disappear. She raised her head in a daze, and her eyes were on the red umbrella. Between sniffs, she couldn't help shivering.

Surrounded by great surprises, she shouted in surprise: "Senior Sister!"

The next second that came into her eardrums was an extremely cold female voice, low, without any emotion, "Mmm."

It was just a soft sound, but it made Xiao Chumo want to cry inexplicably.

"Senior sister, are you not angry with me?"

The woman in red stood beside her, looking at her calmly.

She didn't speak, Xiao Chumo looked at her aggrieved, she reached out to touch Gu Yanxi's face, but the side of Gu Yanxi's head avoided her touch.

Her indifferent voice sounded again, it was so cold that people were shocked, "Don't touch me."

Immediately, Xiao Chumo felt grievances filled her body and mind, exhaustion hit her, and she felt powerless in the current situation, "Senior sister, are you tired of me?"

What did the senior sister say to her at that time?

Gu Yanxi was silent and did not speak. The long silence made Xiao Chumo's eyes dim, her steps trembled slightly, and she fell out of the circle surrounded by red umbrellas. The heavy rain fell again, drenching her thoroughly. Feeling cold.

Gu Yanxi's hand moved slightly, but she didn't reach out to Xiao Chumo. She walked halfway forward, covering the rain on Xiao Chumo's head.

She leaned slightly, looking down at Xiao Chumo who was slumped on the ground, "It's really annoying."

"You have been with me for a hundred years, setting traps every step of the way, just to drive me into a demon, but now—"

"I have become a demon."

"Xiao Chumo, what else do you want?"

Xiao Chumo's face was extremely pale. Looking at the face in front of her, she felt extremely sad. It was all her fault. She would do anything to get home and hurt the person who loved her deeply.

"Senior Sister, I'm sorry." No matter how many words were spoken, Xiao Chumo suddenly found that the only thing he could say was this sentence, nothing but sorry.

Gu Yanxi pursed her lips tightly, she stretched out her hand and gently wiped the water on Xiao Chumo's face, tears flowed from her fingertips, a little hot.

"do not Cry."

She comforted her so much, but it didn't have the slightest effect. It seemed that because she knew her tenderness, Xiao Chumo's tears kept falling down.

"Sister..."

"I was enchanted for you, and you died for me. Now you and I are even." Gu Yanxi paused, his eyes that were ancient and unwavering swept over Xiao Chumo, "From now on , you and I have nothing to do with each other."

"I don't want it." Xiao Chumo rejected her words subconsciously, without any hesitation, "I don't want to have nothing to do with you, senior sister, you can hate me, but don't ignore me, okay?"

A little begging, coupled with the pear blossom crying face in front of him, it is indeed easy for people to compromise.

Gu Yanxi was thinking, her hand moved slowly over that face, and everything she felt under her fingertips made her almost want to let go of her hand and escape.

"Why?" She murmured softly, and the low murmur immediately grabbed Xiao Chumo's attention, "Why have you been refusing to let go?"

"Because it's Senior Sister."

Gu Yanxi smiled slightly, lowered her head, and softened her voice again, "Do you want me?"

As if bewitched, Xiao Chumo nodded, and then she heard the man looking down at her say to her: "Then what about them?"

Suddenly, what about them?

they?Who are they?

Xiao Chumo looked along where Gu Yanxi's finger was pointing, and the six people she knew were standing in the distance, looking at her, to be more precise, looking at her.