After breaking up with Qi Shen, I married Mr. Chen

Qian Guo glanced at the time, it was 01:30 in the morning.

Still immersed in the indistinguishable dream just now, she rushed to the sink to wash her face, put on a coat and planned to see what happened.

When I went out to the yard, I heard a very strange sound from outside, as if someone was chewing something, with a wolfish swallowing sound.

After approaching, I saw a man in ragged clothes and disheveled hair kneeling at the gate of the courtyard. The trash can next to him was upside down. He was devouring last night's leftover sushi that Qian Guo just threw away in the morning.

Rumbling--

Thunder exploded, the water vapor was thick, and the night rain was approaching.

Qianguo had goosebumps all over her body and was a little scared, but it was obvious that this was just a poor beggar who could only eat leftovers from the trash can.

"That, you..."

Qian Guo moved a little closer to speak, but the beggar was shaken all over, and his whole head was shaking precariously, as if it was going to fall off in a second.

He turned his head, revealing a pale and frightening face.

Colorless, shriveled, skin like dead tree bark.As if smelling something from Qianguo, her body was staggering, as if she was drunk, and she stretched out her veiny hand longingly: "It smells so good...give it to me..."

The hoarse, thin voice was a woman, a poor woman.

"Are you hungry?" Qianguo couldn't hear what she was muttering. There are few beggars around here. Seeing that she is tattered and injured, does she have any family members?Do you have a husband?do you have any kid?Was it tortured or abandoned to make it like this?

Looking at her, Qianguo thought of the poor people she met when she accidentally broke into the slums a year ago. If she hadn't met her husband, she might have become like this, or died of humiliation.

The husband has shown great kindness to her, and she is willing to repay her kindness.

This is not a slum where life is like nothing, but Tokyo, where people are warm and cold.

"If you can stand up, come in with me. It's going to rain soon. I'll cook some hot food for you. You can rest in the yard after eating. You can go when the rain stops."

Qianguo waved at the poor woman, who got up from the ground in a daze, probably understood, but still made the sound of smacking her lips, probably because she was very hungry.

"Well, my husband doesn't like strangers coming into the house, so I can only wrong you to sit on the doorstep, and I will make it for you soon!"

The night rain finally fell in full, cool, with a hint of yin in the moisture.

Qianguo lit the fire, heated the water in the pot, and took out eggs and some green vegetables from the refrigerator.Below, fried eggs, the aroma of food filled the kitchen, dispelling some of the shady atmosphere.

Qian Guo cooked two bowls, thinking that it would be a psychological burden for the other party to eat alone, so she also cooked a bowl for herself to eat with her, not because she was greedy.

Hearing movement in the living room, Qianguo leaned out and found that she had followed in, "Hey! Wait, can you wait for me at the door, my husband will be upset if he finds out, I just finished cooking, you ..."

The last words were frightened back.

The woman with disheveled hair swayed towards her like Sadako, as if she had lost her mind, her eyes were cloudy, her vertical pupils were slack, she was scrambling to take off her pants, her saliva was like a waterfall, "give me...give me eat……"

"Hey, don't worry!"

Qianguo staggered from being pulled, and the two bowls of noodles in her hand fell off unexpectedly. The hot noodle soup splashed onto the woman's head, but the woman didn't respond, as if she didn't feel any pain, and even touched her head with her hand. Put the soup in your mouth and taste it.

"Ah, I'm sorry! Are you okay? Are you burnt? Shall I call an ambulance for you?"

Qian Guo squatted down to help her, and reached out to her, revealing the coral bracelet.

"!!!"

The drunken woman who was lying on the ground a second ago suddenly jumped up like a frightened cat, and quickly stuck to the farthest wall allowed by this space at a height that normal people could not reach.

"What's wrong with you?" Qianguo looked at her trembling and terrified eyes in surprise, and took two steps towards her in doubt, "Are you okay?"

When the woman saw her approaching, her whole body trembled violently, and she slid down the wall slowly, kneeling on the ground with a "plop", her teeth chattering, and she couldn't speak clearly.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry! My lord Wu Mi... I'm sorry..."

"What are you talking about? Sorry for what?" Qian Guo couldn't understand what she was saying at all.

In fact, she realized just now that this woman might not be in the right mind, probably a lunatic.

But it's not good to drive people away, it may be risky, and Qianguo knows that the way to deal with lunatics is to treat them as normal people, so she pretends to be calm.

Besides, women look really pitiful.

But now, why is this elder sister kowtowing to her all the time?The floor and walls are dirty. My husband has a cleanliness habit, and she also likes to be clean. No one will feel comfortable if this happens.And what the hell is Wu Mi?It's ugly.

"Well, can you please stop kowtowing to me? If you're okay, I'll give you some food, so you can go quickly. It's raining heavily outside, and I'll give you another umbrella, okay?"

"Oh, don't come here! I know I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong..." The woman shrank into the corner as she got closer.

Qian Guo: "..." It's almost impossible to communicate.

The door was still open, the rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, the momentum was like a thousand troops, inside the room was the endless nonsense of women and the sound of kowtow, several kinds of noises mixed together, which made Qianguo start to have a headache. Knowing what to do now, I am ready to consider calling an ambulance directly.

Suddenly, a gust of extremely cold air penetrated from outside the door.

Qian Guo shook her body, and someone appeared behind her as if teleporting and caught her.

Qian Guo was stunned for a moment, her hearing was filled with the sound of rain, and she didn't notice anyone coming at all.

There was no warmth in the chest behind her. She raised her head and met a pair of blood-red eyes.

She opened her eyes slightly: "... Mr. Lan?"

"Well, it's me." The husband's hands around her waist tightened a little.

"Didn't you go on a business trip to Kyushu?"

The husband's smile is still gentle: "I changed my mind, I can't bear to let you be too lonely before the wedding."

"But if it's work..."

"You are more important than work." Ghost Mai Tsuji said, and gently touched her eyes with the other hand, "It's really bad that this happened to you, but it's okay, you don't have to worry about anything from now on."

The unconscious Qianguo fell limply into his arms.

Oni Wu Tsuji embraced his wife with one arm, and stared at the trembling woman talking to herself in the corner with cold eyes...or should be said, low-level ghost.

He dared to smell his wife's thin blood and trespass into the house. He knew that he shouldn't have kept such useless waste that day.

He waved his arms expressionlessly.

The female ghost who was still talking nonsense instantly turned into a pool of blood.

There was no movement in Wu Mi's cold eyes, the indelible stains and blood on the white walls and floor mixed with the sweet and intoxicating smell of blood from his wife in his arms, stirring his vision and sense of smell, making him irritable.

He glanced at his wife in his arms, her fair and flushed face and her peaceful sleeping face in his arms were as peaceful as if the world was still.

He moved his eyes down, touched the red coral bracelet on her wrist, and slowly evoked an unpredictable smile.