Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Standing on the roadside in slender high-heeled shoes, a woman in a black gauze skirt held an umbrella and walked in the rainy night. She was alone, her complexion was white and delicate.

She walked forward slowly along the street without turning invisible.

So, there was a man with a pocket behind her, following her not too far away, as if he wanted to follow her home.

Women are like pure prey, unaware.

When the pattering rain splashed, it did not stain her black high heels at all.

The skirt, as voluptuous as a bloody rose, seemed to blend into the night.

Footsteps fell on the ground one after another, hidden in the sound of rain, as light as ghosts, looking weird and strange.

But the man was obviously obsessed with lust and didn't feel anything strange at all.

On the contrary, he walked closer and closer, in this deserted street, in the pouring rain, and wanted to extend his lustful hand to her.

"Jingle Bell--"

Suddenly, a rapid ringtone rang on the cell phone.

"Dingle bell--Dingle-ring--"

The woman's steps stopped.

The man behind him who was just about to take action immediately pretended to be nonchalant, put his pockets in his pockets, and looked around.

The woman held an umbrella, picked up her cell phone, and connected.

"Hello?" The soft and gentle female voice seemed to contain warmth in this cool rainy night.

Not knowing what the person on the phone said, she hummed softly and then hung up the phone.

Then, she continued to walk away without looking back.

Slowly, step by step.

When the man saw it, he immediately followed him.

However, this time, he didn't seem to realize who was the prey.

When he was staring at the woman crossing the road, he saw a dazzling light suddenly shining on him.

"Beep--" a long and rapid whistle.

The truck roared past, followed by the harsh grinding sound of emergency braking.

On this cool rainy night, in the pattering rain, warm red blood slowly flowed out from under the truck chassis.

Mixed with the dirty rainwater, it gradually melted away, and then spread out on this narrow road.

Everywhere he looked was blood red.

The woman in a black gauze skirt and stiletto heels, holding an umbrella, looked at all this indifferently, with an indifferent expression.

Open the book of life and death, read the words on it calmly, and pronounce the death sentence of this car accident.

The rain then started to fall even harder, so loud that only the sound of sirens and the sound of ambulances could be heard.

Soon, Lord Death took away the sinful ghost and left this place.

He walked in a hurry, as if he was rushing for something.

When she returned to the apartment on the outskirts of the city, Yun Si ran into the room without even changing her clothes.

Seeing the man falling beside the bed, the man lowered his head and his shoulders were shaking.

A pair of weak legs were curled up, and he buried his head between his arms, his body covered with haze and motionless.

It was raining heavily outside, and the lights in the house were dim. He didn't turn on the bright lights.

With his thin body and pale skin, he was like a frightened baby at the moment, panicked and uneasy, wanting to retreat into his corner crazily.

However, there is no safe corner here.

Yun Si immediately stepped forward, knelt down, and picked him up.

"Ayan, I'm back, I'll be back soon."

She pulled away his hand distressedly, and then hugged him.

Place him gently on the bed. She was about to let him go, but he suddenly held her tightly, preventing her from getting up.

Yun Si had no choice but to lean on the bed with one knee and hug him tenderly.