Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 3114 Who am I...? (11)

  The person in the bathroom didn't answer, and there was the sound of the faucet flushing, suppressing his voice.

   "It's okay, just now, some dust got into my eyes."

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

  The reason...

  She was speechless for a while.

  At this moment, inside the door.

  The continuously flowing water rushed into the sink, the water was splashing and rustling, like white silvertails, crazily squeezed out of the faucet and washed.

  The person standing in front of the mirror stage put his hands on the stage, lowered his head, and breathed deeply, like a fish that has been salvaged from the shore, and seemed to be a little out of breath.

  Holding the countertop tightly with both hands, the clear and fair face was deeply and drooping, hidden in the shadows.

  Bright light, looking in the mirror, reflecting the light, reflecting him.

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

  The blood vessels on both foreheads were faintly congested, and blue veins burst out. On the smooth and unmarked countertop, there was a slight crackling sound—cracks, growing like flowers.

  The translucent door was closed tightly, and outside the door, the person who followed was still there, his figure was vague and faintly visible, as if he still wanted to ask something.

   "Are you really okay? Eyes, are you okay?"

  In front of the mirror stage, the man with his head lowered all the time, covering his face, his lips were straightened, and his neck was congested, as if someone was strangling his neck and was about to suffocate.

  Unidentified black lines, like black centipedes, appeared on his neck little by little, and climbed up his face.

  Under the shadow, the slightly upturned fox eyes and pupils gradually enlarged.

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

   He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

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

   Wrinkled, dull, ugly, uneven, like the skin of an old man, imprinted on his face.

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

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

This is…

  Her eyes changed slightly.

  …

  …

  …

   Soon, the water from the faucet stopped, and Wen Ci came out—with a normal expression and a normal face when he came out.

  Seeing that she was still standing at the door, he smiled at her, bent down slightly, with gentle eyes.

   "I'm really fine, don't worry."

  He raised his hand and wanted to touch her head, but she avoided it all of a sudden, and her reaction was flat.

   "It's fine."

  She didn't look at him again, turned around, and went back to the dining table.

  Wen Ci was left, and Wei Wei stood there in a daze.

"You're angry?"

   "..." Yun Si, who returned to the dining table, turned her head to look at him, her eyes were clear, without any emotional ups and downs, "No."

   Indeed no, he—isn't worth her getting angry.

   "Let's eat." She didn't say anything more, this little episode was over, and she picked up the chopsticks again.

  Just stay warm and stay silent for a long time.

  …

  …

  …

  Late at night.

   Everything is silent, and the twilight is deep.

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

  She lay flat on the bed, with her arms under her head, quietly staring at the ceiling above her head, she didn't know what she was thinking, and she was very absorbed in her thoughts.

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

  The bright moon shines brightly, but the stars hide clouds, and everything falls asleep under the moonlight.

  Lonely, silent.

   It was a dreamy night, but…

  Yun Si closed her eyes.

  The next second, her figure disappeared.

  The bed was empty.

  Everything, with the wind.

  (end of this chapter)