monster's bride

Chapter 7 Can I touch your hand?
Lu Zhizhi suddenly turned around and saw Bai Ji, who was wearing a black sweater and carrying a family shopping bag, standing in the moonlight. His tall and thin body was outlined by the cold light, and his black hair was lightly covered with a layer of silver. He looks like the hero of a novel who is separated from real life.

She reflexively resisted the beautiful man, but quickly put aside her discomfort because of the white mask that covered her face.

"Doctor Bai, why are you here so late?"

She said hello to the police officer and trotted up to him. Her eyes were moist and swollen, her nose was also red, and she looked like she had just been bullied.

Bai Ji's heart was hit by her slightly panicked eyes, and there was a dense layer of guilt and itching.

Another layer of voice penetrated from the scalp, calling her name in such a sharp and twisted way.

"Have you ever cried when you saw a police car here when you went out to buy supper?"

He had to bend down and try his best to control the distorted expression on his face before he could calmly look at her levelly.

Lu Zhizhi sheepishly wiped the wet corners of his eyes, raised his head and said to him, "There was a murder in our community, right in front of my house, so I'm a little scared."

Bai Ji just raised his hand and handed her a bag of food that he had prepared long ago, "Would you like to eat?"

Because he couldn't control the monster in his body, he killed someone and left it at her door as a kind of compensation.

"Hey?"

She wanted to refuse, but then she thought about it, stared at the beautiful green hand, and said softly: "There is no one in my house now. Doctor Bai, can you come up and sit with me?"

Although there will be police officers guarding the door, Lu Zhizhi still gets scared when she thinks about it. She really needs someone to accompany her.

Bai Ji was stunned for a moment, and then heard her nervous defense: "Even if we have a late-night snack together, I can't finish all that much."

He nodded, straightened up, "Okay."

The smell of blood in the corridor was still very strong, but when walking next to Bai Ji, the smell became abnormal.

It's like a strong smell of forest vegetation, as well as the fishy smell that rises up after the rain falls into the soil, mixed with the smell of blood, creating a rich and strange fragrance.

Lu Zhizhi couldn't help but ask: "Did you use perfume?"

"No."

He answered simply.

After entering the elevator, there was a moment of silence. Lu Zhizhi asked again: "You suddenly got off the car this afternoon. Is there something wrong?"

Bai Ji, who was looking forward, turned his head and looked at her with his peripheral vision. There was a light color at the end of his slightly raised eyes, which made him look particularly attractive.

This made Lu Zhizhi feel frightened and he hurriedly looked away.

He said slowly: "I forgot to pick up the medicine. There is a hospital at that stop."

Yes, I heard from Teacher Yi that Bai Ji had the flu or a bad cold. He kept wearing a mask because he was afraid of infection, so the death of that salty uncle must have nothing to do with him.

While his heart dropped, Lu Zhizhi remembered that she had just asked him to have supper together.
I don’t know if it is contagious when sitting face to face.

Lu Zhizhi invited him into the room with anxiety, "Dr. Bai, are your flu symptoms okay?"

Bai Ji stepped onto the steps, looked around at the cozy cabin that could be seen at the end, lowered his eyes at her, and a rare smile appeared on the cracked lips under the mask, "Isn't it a little too late to ask now?"

Lu Zhizhi was embarrassed. He didn't expect him to be so easy to make appointments with. After all, he looked so cold.

Seeing that her face was about to turn red, Bai Ji pressed Leng Xian's chest and tilted his head, "You looked too scared, so I came up and sat for a while. I won't take off my mask, so don't worry."

After hearing his explanation, Lu Zhizhi suddenly felt guilty, but there was really no good isolation method at the moment.

The two of them sat face to face at the dining table, and she poured him a cup of hot tea. Under the warm orange light, the way Bai Ji held the tea cup in both hands, and the white fingers with clear joints, was very eye-catching.Lu Zhizhi kept staring at his hands while eating, and unknowingly, he ate until his stomach was full.

She couldn't hold it in anymore and said, "Dr. Bai, how do you usually take care of your hands?"

It looks white and tender, well-proportioned and slender, and even the fingernails are shiny white. I really want to touch it.

There was a hint of desire in those moist eyes, which was caught by Bai Ji. He spread his hands on the table and pushed towards her, "My hands?"

He had never cared for it, it was just a pair of demonic hands nourished and irrigated with blood, and he was disgusted.

"Can I touch it?"

Perhaps the barley tea she drank tonight was mixed with alcohol, or perhaps the two consecutive death cases around her made Lu Zhizhi's brain tickle. She made such an impolite request just to a colleague she had just met.

When I reacted, I was embarrassed and wanted to make amends.
She raised her eyes in panic, "No, I mean."

"Okay." Bai Ji interrupted her, turning his palms up, staring at her with his slender black eyes. Under the dim light and shadow, his brows were filled with nameless madness and brilliance.

"Come touch me."

Lu Zhizhi opened his eyes wide and felt a strange numbness on his back, "Ah, is it really okay?"

Compared with the gentle and calm tone when he said yes, the last four words were more like the sudden sharp and high-spirited tone of a mountain fox.

Thoughts that don't belong to him, desires that come from resentment, come from the throat that don't belong to him.

Bai Ji suddenly stopped speaking, clenched his jaw, and gave a low response.

Lu Zhizhizhen carefully held one of his hands. It was cold, colder than expected, like a piece of tough white jade porcelain. She couldn't put it down, and she didn't notice the gradual change in the man's demeanor in front of her.

She touched his knuckles and rubbed his palms. The rhythm of her gentle caress was like the faint electric current stirred by the sweep of feathers, which penetrated into Bai Ji's heart along with the flowing blood.

He suddenly let out a groan that couldn't stand the stimulation. It was so soft and ambiguous that it shocked Lu Zhizhi.

She quickly retracted her hand, her voice trembling a little, "Okay, okay Dr. Bai."

Bai Ji smiled, his eyes curled up, "It's just a little itchy."

But that hum was so alluring.

Lu Zhizhi lowered his head in shame and almost knocked on the table, "I'm a bit obsessed with hands, and occasionally I can't control it."

Bai Ji didn't pay attention, and only asked gently: "Will it feel better?"

"Hey?"

She raised her eyes, not sure why.

"Mood." He said, "Relax?"

"I should be able to have a peaceful sleep." Lu Zhizhi tried to steady his gradually accelerating heartbeat and smiled, "Thank you."

"That's good."

After sitting for a while, Bai Ji stood up to say goodbye, and Lu Zhizhi walked to the door to see him off.

He left the warm light of the entrance hall and entered the darkness, and the tall figure gradually disappeared in the corridor.

Lu Zhizhi didn't dare to look at the blood stains remaining on the ground and quickly closed the door.

(End of this chapter)