Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Chapter 3114 Who am I? (11)

The person in the bathroom didn't answer, and the sound of the faucet being flushed came, suppressing his voice.

"It's okay, there was dust in my eyes just now."

Yun Si stood at the door, hesitating, "Is this so..."

This reason...

She was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, inside the door.

The water that kept flowing rushed into the sink. The water rushed and swished like white silverfish, crazily squeezed out of the faucet and washed away.

The person standing in front of the mirror had his hands on the stage, his head lowered, and he was breathing heavily, like a fish that had been fished ashore, seemingly unable to breathe.

His hands gripped the countertop tightly, exerting force, his fair and fair face was deep, hanging low, hidden in the shadows.

The bright light shines in the mirror, reflecting the light back at him.

He kept taking deep breaths, sucking in the air that felt increasingly thinner to him.

The blood vessels on both foreheads were faintly congested, with veins popping out. There was a subtle clicking sound on the smooth and traceless tabletop - cracks, growing like flowers.

The translucent door was closed tightly, and outside the door, the person who had followed him was still there, his figure was vague and vague, and he seemed to want to ask something.

"Are you really okay? Are your eyes okay?"

In front of the mirror, the man who always lowered his head and covered his face had straight lips and a congested neck, as if someone had strangled his neck and was about to suffocate.

Unknown black lines, like black centipedes, appeared on his neck bit by bit and climbed up his face.

Under the shadow, the slightly raised fox eyes and pupils slowly enlarged.

The black ones are expanding, and the white ones are being swallowed up, until finally, the sclera suddenly disappears.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

On the face hidden in the shadows, large scars gradually appeared on the left side.

Wrinkles, dull, ugly, and uneven, like old man's skin, were imprinted on his face.

He slowly raised his chin and opened a pair of strange black eyes.

Outside the door, Yun Si's hand, which was about to knock again, suddenly stopped.

This is……

Her eyes changed slightly.

…

…

…

Soon, the water in the faucet stopped, and Wen Ci came out - with a normal expression and a normal face.

Seeing that she was still standing at the door, he smiled at her, leaned down slightly, and had gentle eyes.

"I'm really fine, don't worry."

He raised his hand to touch her head, but she suddenly avoided it and reacted indifferently.

"It's okay."

She didn't look at him anymore, turned around, and returned to the dining table.

Wen Ci was left, slightly stunned.

"You're angry?"

"..." Yun Si, who returned to the dining table, turned to look at him, her eyes clear and without any emotion, "No."

Indeed, he was not worthy of her anger.

"Let's eat." She said nothing more. This episode was over and she picked up the chopsticks again.

He left only warm words and remained silent for a long time.

…

…

…

late at night.

Everything is silent and the dusk is falling.

It was supposed to be the time for people to fall asleep peacefully, but in the apartment, Yun Si never felt sleepy.

She lay flat on the bed, with her arms under her head, staring quietly at the ceiling above her head, not knowing what she was thinking, but she was very lost in thought.

Time passed by, and outside the slightly open window sill, there was a cool breeze blowing, gently and quietly.

The bright moon is shining high, the stars are hidden in the clouds, and everything is sleeping under the moonlight.

Loneliness, silence.

It's a night of pleasant dreams, but...

Yun Si closed her eyes.

The next second, her figure disappeared.

The bed was empty.

Everything, follow the wind.