monster's bride

"Go back."

Bai Ji looked at her decisive look and lowered his head, "Yeah."

Lu Zhizhi turned around the corner and visited a few more shops. She found that the streets were all hung with red lanterns. She stopped and looked at them for a while, then turned back to the hotel.

There were calls from two unfamiliar numbers on the silent phone.

Lu Zhizhi, who thought it was a harassing call, ignored it. He turned around and went into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, the number came in again persistently.

She pressed the connect button, "Hello?"

Her mother's voice came from the other end of the phone, making her feel cold.

"I finally contacted you, Xiaozhi. I heard that you are now working as a teacher in Beijing. How are you doing?"

Accompanied by the sound of the mahjong table being shuffled, the words of concern in the noisy environment seemed extremely hypocritical.

Lu Zhizhi asked expressionlessly: "How do you know my number?"

"Oh, I have contact with Aunt Chen. She called me to tell me that you have lost weight. Do you want your mother to come visit you? We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's almost the New Year. This year I will come to Beijing to be with you. How are you doing?"

"Need not."

Lu Zhizhi refused without thinking, "Don't come to me, that's all."

Not wanting to hear her mother's voice again, she quickly hung up the phone and put the number in the blacklist, threw the phone aside and got under the quilt.

Within a few days, big news came out in Beijing.

The police station found the real culprit of the masked woman. Hu Ping's dark and crazy appearance was put on TV, and experts analyzed her tragic life.

Lu Zhizhi sat in the cafe and frowned while looking at the false reviews from so-called experts.

Since they could never find the real murderer, they pushed a woman who imitated the crime to come out to solve the problem.

Lu Zhizhi couldn't tell whether it was good or bad. On the night she learned the news, the school leader personally called her and told her that the misunderstanding was resolved and the parents who had objections to her believed the fact that she was a victim. , so that she can go back to class again.

After going round and round, she was not transferred and stayed to teach in the best high school in Beijing.

Hu Ping was identified as the initiator of all cases, saving her work and life, and the negative news spread on the Internet turned into well-meaning condolences overnight.

The sentence Lu Zhizhi heard most recently was, "You must have suffered a lot of torture and grievance after being misunderstood for so long."

When she walked into the agency and was shown the house, someone also brought her tea and analyzed the reasonable rental prices in the nearest location.

Lu Zhizhi spent a whole day looking at two houses, but she didn't immediately decide which one to rent. With the intention of looking around, she politely said goodbye to the people at the agency, went to the mall to have dinner, and took a stroll. Go to a clothing store and buy yourself a new set of clothes for going back to school.

Her hair hadn't been taken care of for a long time. She carried shopping bags and went into a hair salon to cut off some split ends and bangs.

This was a hairstyle that Lu Zhizhi had never tried before. She looked instantly younger and cuter. Even the hairdresser sincerely praised her, "You don't look like a mature adult at all. My guest, you look so pure and beautiful."

Lu Zhizhi smiled and didn't take it seriously. It wasn't until she was approached by a handsome boy who looked like he was still in college when she was walking on the street that she realized that her hair was cut very young.

"Can you add your contact information, sister? I've been watching you for a long time."

"I'm sorry, I don't like you like this." She refused with a smile.

"Is my appearance not in line with your taste?" He was a little frustrated, "Then you must like such a handsome person."

Bai Ji's hand flashed in Lu Zhizhi's mind, and he pursed his lips, "It's very beautiful."

"Okay." The young man walked away and muttered, "Emotions are a serious face control."

It rained a little, so Lu Zhizhi took a taxi back to the hotel door.

There were always a few street lights near the townhouses that were in disrepair, and the alley was a little dark. The car lights illuminated a figure standing on the road ahead. The driver quickly braked and said angrily: "Who dares to stand in the middle of the road? "

Lu Zhizhi held on to the car seat and leaned forward to look forward. It was so easy to recognize the tall figure standing under the rain.

Anyway, there was not much distance to the hotel. Lu Zhizi got out of the car with his things and ran over to grab his wrist, "Why are you standing here?"

Bai Ji didn't answer her, and he was also holding a black plastic bag in his hand.

Lu Zhizhi felt strange, raised his head and squinted slightly.

Bai Ji's hair was wet and stuck to his forehead. The rainwater kept flowing along the tips of his hair and into the deep eye sockets, and then slid down the eyelashes under his eyes, making him look like he was crying.

"Go to my room."

Lu Zhizhi pulled him off the path to the eaves under the hotel.

Bai Ji suddenly withdrew his hand and said, "I'm not going."

Lu Zhizhi was stunned for a moment, unable to realize that he would reject him.

Bai Ji bent down and put the heavy-looking bag at her feet, "I don't know who sent you the pickles. No one has ever signed for them and left them at the door. There are a lot of bugs crawling around. I'll help." You brought it."

Lu Zhizhi remembered that Chen Shumei said she wanted to send something to him, "It's from my aunt in Tong County. I can store it with you temporarily. I will come and get it myself, and I'll bother you to deliver it."

She had obviously been looking at the house all day today, wanting to escape from him and never come back, yet she said such high-sounding words. Bai Ji narrowed his eyes. The grief and anger welling up from his heart gave him the urge to destroy everything, but the other person was Lu Zhizhi, and he suppressed the resentment of being abandoned and the sad digestion.

That's how it should be, isn't it?
  He had obviously made the decision to die once the truth was discovered.

"No trouble, I'll bring it to you and go back."

Unexpectedly again, Bai Ji didn't nod and say yes, and he didn't follow her without hesitation as long as she invited her like in the past.

Lu Zhizhi felt a little strange, and it was even more strange to see how he, who had always been delicate, made himself so embarrassed today.

"Then do you want to come up with me for a cup of hot tea and a blow dry?"

Bai Ji wanted to say yes, but the voice in his head was already clamoring for him to agree. He raised his eyelids to look at the cute haircut she had today, and asked softly: "Don't you care about your appearance at all?"

Lu Zhizhi nodded, "Yes, didn't I say it several times?"

She told the truth every time, but Bai Ji never believed it.

His expression now darkened again, and he even pulled the mask higher, not even wanting to expose his nose.

The whisper of a liar did not fall into Lu Zhizhi’s ears.

The rain-stained mask stuck to his cheek, soaked in blood from the split wound, and seeped out bit by bit.

Lu Zhizhi picked up the jar of pickles and turned around, "Let's go up and I'll change your mask."

"no need."

Bai Ji refused again.

He turned around and said softly: "I'm going home."

"But it's still raining heavily outside. Wait for me to borrow an umbrella." Lu Zhizhi went to ask the hotel staff to borrow an umbrella. When he walked under the eaves, there was no one here.

Bai Ji didn't wait for her.

She dropped her hands and frowned.

What's up with him?
  Because he came out to calm down for the past few days, did he have the desire to break up with her?

If this was really the case, Lu Zhizhi looked at the rain and thought about it carefully, and found that he could accept it, as long as he would not say anything harmful to her.

She returned the umbrella and returned to the room with her things, but her mood never improved.

Her reason was also shaken by her emotions, and they were fighting with each other.

When she returned to school, Teacher Yi placed a fruit basket on her desk to congratulate her. "I thought you would be fired. It's great to be back with me."

Lu Zhizhi smiled and said, "I'm also surprised. I'm lucky in my misfortune."

"Are you and Dr. Bai still in love?" Teacher Yi came over to gossip with her, "What's happened to him these past two days?"

"I don't know, what happened?" Lu Zhizhi also looked confused.

Teacher Yi: "You haven't been in contact recently?"

Lu Zhizhi shook his head. They had never contacted each other since he disappeared from the rain that night.

Calculating the time, three days have passed.

Thinking about it, she felt a little depressed, and heard Teacher Yi say: "He hasn't come to class for three days, and he hasn't asked for leave from school. I heard that the phone is turned off when I call him."

Lu Zhizhi said in surprise: "Three days? No one went to see it?"

Teacher Yi: "No, you also know that the townhouse you live in, although your suspicion was cleared and the criminal was arrested, after all, many people died, and no one dared to go to such an unlucky place."

"Anyway, I heard Teacher Hu say that there was no one left, so they called the police and asked the police to come."

Lu Zhizhi: "I'll go take a look in the afternoon. Anyway, there are still some furniture that haven't been sorted."

Teacher Yi: "I heard you are moving, right?"

"Well, the house has been scouted. Let's change to a comfortable environment and adjust ourselves." Lu Zhizhi replied with a smile, removing the darkness from his eyes.

Most importantly, she also thought that many people had died there. Every time she entered the elevator and pressed the floor button, she felt very uncomfortable when passing through the third floor.

She wanted to leave all the bad memories there. After being calm for so long, it was time for her to have a good talk with Bai Ji.

After school in the evening, Lu Zhizhi took the bus back to her townhouse apartment. She looked up and saw that the charred black walls of her home were still the same. She took the elevator to the door, took two steps out of her leather shoes, and the lights above her head suddenly turned on.

Lu Zhizhi raised his head, squinted slightly, and looked at the bright new light bulb above, which had just been replaced.

The landlords of the townhouse apartments all thought that the apartments would become a pile of ruins in the future, so they simply stopped renting them out. If things were broken, they would be broken. As a result, the light bulbs on their floor were broken, and it was all Bai Ji who had done it. Repaired.

Lu Zhizhi's intuition told her that he was afraid that she would suddenly come back without a sensor light, so he pretended to do so. She had experienced his eyes that could walk freely in the dark before.