C3 Life-suspended Line

I looked at her perfect, jade-like figure, and knew that she had suffered many hardships with me over the years.

"No need, let me rest first." I lay on the couch, limp, as if I had lost my soul.

He felt like he couldn't muster up any strength from head to toe.

My wife very sensibly poured me a cup of tea, then carried the already peeled fruit platter, did not disturb me, but continued her chores.

I looked at her slim height of nearly 1.7 meters, whether it was her temperament, her figure, or her appearance, she could be considered a great beauty.

Especially her tender care for me, I feel that she has always been taking care of me.

I lay on the sofa for two whole hours. My wife saw that my face was pale and felt that something was wrong, so she came forward and asked softly, "Yifan, what's wrong with you? I can see that your face is very ugly. Have you gotten sick? "

I gently lifted her hand and revealed a smile that was even uglier than crying. "It's fine. Maybe I was too tired from the trip. I don't like the soil and water."

"Then go to bed first. "Sleep for a while. When you wake up, I'll warm up the food before eating."

"No," she said.

Looking at her kind and considerate appearance, my heart felt as if it had been cut by a knife. Zhang Yifan, Zhang Yifan, you must have played it big now, right? Having such a good wife at home instead of loving him, yet going out to make a ruckus, this time it must be big.

Thinking about this, I took out my phone to call Third Uncle. After all, it was hard for me to calm down.

But as soon as I took out my phone, I was dumbfounded.

I clearly gave that phone to Third Uncle, but it actually returned to my side!

I...

I knew she was really on to me.

My heart furiously roared 'F * ck your big watermelon'. I summoned up the courage to open WeChat and found that her WeChat was still there. I tried many times to delete it, but still couldn't.

She sent me a lot of text messages, sent me video, voice, I did not open to listen, because I was guilty, I was afraid.

"Yifan, are you still working tomorrow?" At that moment, my wife suddenly asked me.

Startled, I said, "Rest tomorrow and don't go to work."

Just as he turned his head, a pair of strange, deathly white female faces appeared on the screen!

It scared me on the spot!

Boom! *

The phone slipped from my hand.

I was pale with fright, and my hands were shaking.

When my wife heard the sound, she rushed over to me. Seeing my dull eyes, she was a little curious. She frowned and picked up the phone, but there was nothing on the screen.

"What's wrong with you? Do you want to go to the hospital to take a look? " asked his wife.

I said, "No need. "It's fine. Maybe it's because I've been too tired from the business trip these past few days."

"Then rest." But she looked at me strangely, and I knew she must have been suspicious of me.

I nodded and went back to my room. I lay down on the bed, closed my eyes, and tried to sleep.

I haven't slept since last night. I'm supposed to be very, very tired.

But no matter how much I closed my eyes to sleep, I couldn't sleep. My mind was full of images of the ghost girl in the park.

Gradually, perhaps I was too tired.

He gradually fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up it was eight-thirty in the evening and I jumped out of bed.

When I saw the time, I panicked a little.

Third Uncle said he would come over tonight. It was only eight o'clock, why hasn't he come?

When I got up, I was a little hungry.

I'm going to ask my wife to serve me a bowl of noodles.

"Wife. "Give me a bowl of noodles." When I got up, my wife was still busy in the kitchen. She had her back to me and was slicing meat on the kitchen board with a kitchen knife in her hand.

His wife ignored him. He continued to cut her flesh.

I poured myself a glass of water and leaned against the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. I took out my cell phone and looked at the time, ready to call Third Uncle and ask him when he would arrive.

It's eight-thirty now, and if he doesn't come, I'm a little flustered. Who knows if 'she' will come to me again tonight?

"Wifey, I'm hungry. Serve me a bowl of noodles." I glanced back at my wife, who was busy in the kitchen. I called to her twice, but she ignored me. That makes me wonder.

Did she know about me?

My heart tightened. I was afraid that she would find out about me. Otherwise, he would have smashed his eggs.

Nervously, I approached her, stood behind her, and whispered, "Wife, what's the matter?"

She still didn't look back, nor did she answer me. He continued to cut her flesh with his head down.

Her long hair obscured her face, and it was hard for me to see her expression and emotions.

Whether or not she knew about me, I needed to face it, because I was a man.

I walked up behind her and put my arm around her slender waist. I ran my hands over her bare belly.

"Wife, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? "

She didn't reply to me. I continued to say, "All these years, you've been suffering. If it weren't for you supporting this family, I wouldn't know what to make of it. All these years, I have been traveling for a long time and have not fulfilled my duty as a good husband, so I decided to resign. I want to get a job as a caregiver so I can spend more time with you in the future. "

Gradually, I rested my head on her shoulder.

Thinking about how difficult it had been for her all these years, I knew that she had also suffered a lot.

Back then, many of the male students were pursuing her, but they were still married to me.

I can see that my wife is sincere towards me.

"What's the matter with you?"

I raised my eyebrows and realized that she was still slicing flesh on the meat board. She didn't reply to me, which made me very curious. Her personality was very gentle, why wasn't she saying anything now?

Did she really know that I was out there?

My heart is pounding!

I tugged at her white wrist, trying to make her face meet mine. If anything happens, I want her to face me.

I took her hand, and she kept her head down, her long black hair falling vertically over her face.

I gently brush away her long hair and slowly lift her face up.

When I saw her face, a boom! My head exploded, and I took a few sudden steps back, trembling all over, looking at her.

A fierce face covered with black maggots appeared in my line of sight!

What used to be a beautiful face had now turned into a terrifying scene.

She came towards me, her maggot face smiling faintly.

I kept backing away.

His voice trembled violently as he pointed at her. "You … "You …"

"Hubby, what happened to you? Didn't you have something you wanted to say to me? " She came closer, her voice so familiar.

However, the smile on his face was especially strange and sinister.

"Who are you? Who the hell are you? My wife! "

I screamed.

Grabbing a fruit knife from the coffee table, he pointed it at her and shouted excitedly, "Don't come near me! Stay away from me! "

She ignored me and continued to walk toward me.

I kept backing away until I reached the corner.

The hand that held the sword was shaking non-stop.

I don't know why she got involved with me.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck …" An eerie laughter reverberated in the hall.

Suddenly she lunged at me.

I stabbed forward with the knife. The sharp knife stabbed through her skin and into the part of her heart. Black blood spurted out and sprayed all over my face.

The hideous face came closer and closer to me.

As I watched her maggots tongue lick my face, I felt an excruciating pain in my face. A large amount of liquid flowed from my face, and a piece of rotten flesh with black blood fell from it.

I watched in horror, but found that no amount of resistance was working. I wanted to scream for help, but my throat felt like it was being squeezed.

With no strength left in my body, I watched her open her bloody mouth and bite down on my neck, and in that instant I knew I was going to die.

"Save …" "Help!"

I shouted for help.

Suddenly, I stood up from the bed. My eyes were wide open as I stared at the TV cabinet in front of the bed!

Cold sweat poured down his body, his scalp was numb, and veins were popping out on his forehead.

"Yifan, what happened to you?"

At this time, my wife, Niu Xiaofang, hurriedly walked over from the living room. She frowned as she hugged me tightly and kept comforting me, "Have you had a nightmare? "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I'm by your side."

I realized what I had just seen was only a dream.

But I was scared. I knew it was no dream.

"Wife, did you call me just now?" I didn't dare to touch my work phone. No matter what I do with that phone, it won't help.

"Has Third Uncle been here before?" I pulled out my cell phone and checked. There was nothing unanswered.

He muttered in his heart. Third Uncle said he would come over tonight. It was almost 10 o'clock.

"Yifan, what's wrong with you? "Why do I feel that you're feeling a little unsettled after coming back from this trip?" asked his wife.

I smiled wryly and stood up from her warm embrace. Then I went into the living room and poured myself a glass of water. He did not answer her question.

Now I just want to get rid of this ghost.

"Xiaofang, I'm going out for a while." You'll be back very late tonight. Right now, my mind is full of hopes for Third Uncle to come over quickly. The more I stayed at home, the more uneasy I became.

"What are you doing out so late?" the wife said worriedly.

We've been together for years, and I often go out in the middle of the night. I know that it's not that my wife doesn't know, but that she cherishes our family. She was a clever woman.

I smiled and replied, "It's just a gathering of a few friends. Nothing will happen to them."

With that, I turned and left with my handbag.

The look in my wife's eyes grew worried as she watched me leave.

After I left, I quickly gave Third Uncle a call.

On the phone, Third Uncle's phone remained unanswered. This made me very anxious.

I said that I would come over at night, it's already 10 o'clock. If I don't come now, I'm really afraid that female ghost might come looking for me.

I'm afraid to stay at home. I didn't want to implicate my wife, so I ordered a hotel with a fair price at a nearby hotel.

If he really couldn't wait in the hotel, he could only resign himself to fate.

In the hotel, I stared at the ancient stone clock on the wall of my suite. It was 11: 30 in the morning when the clock struck.

Just now, Third Uncle sent me a text message asking me to send him the specific address. Without hesitation, I sent him the address of my hotel via WeChat.

I don't know when Third Uncle will come, so the only thing I can do now is to wait.

Time passed minute by minute.

At about twelve o'clock I was so sleepy I couldn't bear it, but I didn't dare sleep. I'm afraid I'll have that horrible dream again, and I don't want to die. I don't want to be killed by a ghost girl, then I'm too innocent.

Another ten minutes passed before my cell phone rang, startling me.