The little boy handed the cigarette he was holding to Qin Yu, took the beautiful marbles with both hands with joy, and stared at Qiao Wan with his dark eyes.
Qiao Wan lowered her head to look at him. The child looked more pitiful and kept staring at her while swallowing.
"Have you had dinner?" she asked.
The child looked at her exposed skin and shook his head sincerely.
"Come to my house for dinner later. Call your mother with us. It's 1014." Qiao Wan said as she pointed to the open door of Ji Chi's house outside.
The child stared at her fragrant hand and looked back. The dense black gas that kept pouring out of door 1014 seemed to make him disappear in an instant. He was so frightened that he floated out the door.
"Slow down!" Qiao Wan shouted looking at his back as he suddenly ran out.
Realizing that the marbles the children played with every day were given by Qin Yu, she asked curiously: "Do you know each other?"
Qin Yu bent down and pushed away the messy things on the table with his elbows, then sat down in front of the computer with his back to Qiao Wan, "I advise you to stay away from him and the woman in red."
"Why?"
Qin Yu lit a cigarette and turned around, exhaling the smoke, his eyes downcast, "Because... they are all dead."
The smoke dissipated in front of her eyes, and Qiao Wan's eyes bypassed Qin Yu's body and fell on the computer screen:
[The chops were chopped all night upstairs, the child's heartbreaking voice was drowned in the bathtub, and the woman put on a red skirt and sat in front of the mirror to put on makeup. 】
[She walked through the wall, and put her cold claws on people's shoulders from behind in the darkness, asking: "Did you see my hair? Did you see my hands, my feet, my eyeballs...?"]
[The scream denies the answer she wants, her sharp claws pierce the flesh, blood fills the sky, she eats the man's hand, the man's foot, and swallows the man's eyeball...]
【……】
"Pfft." Qiao Wan covered her mouth and smiled after reading it. She finally understood why the young girl in front of her chose to live in this apartment like her.
It fits her stereotype of a writer.
"So you are a writer. Do you live here to find inspiration? Are the mother and son upstairs your material?"
However, she wrote that the sister in red was so scary and cruel. Thinking about it carefully, that sister had quite a lot of potential. Last time, she suddenly smiled sinisterly behind her back, which scared her.
Qin Yu turned off the computer screen and said in a deep voice: "I'm not a writer, you can go."
Qiao Wan looked at her house and said, "You haven't had dinner yet. I bought a lot of ingredients. Let's eat together. My boyfriend is a musician. You may have something in common. Then call the child upstairs to join his mother. , maybe it can give you more inspiration.”
Qin Yu had a habit of refusing and touched her shriveled belly. The last time she ate was a sandwich given to her by the kid upstairs. It seemed that she hadn't had anything for a long time. She must be hungry, she wasn't sure.
There must be something wrong with her body. She doesn't know when she started. She no longer felt hungry, and her sense of taste became weird, which made it irrelevant whether she ate or not.
But if you don’t eat, you will die. The last cash you spent bought a light, your credit card balance is at the bottom, and the serialized novel is described as nothing more than a piece of shit.
She finally swallowed her rejection, stood up and put out the cigarette in her hand, "Okay."
——
In the living room, Ji Chi's vicious eyes swept across a room full of similar people.
Qin Yu sat constrainedly on the corner of the sofa without noticing. The woman in red took the child and stood in the corner farthest from Ji Chi. She tightly covered his eyes staring at Qiao Wan's back and wiped away the drool that kept dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Qiao Wan wore a coat because it was much colder. She walked to the window and opened it, hoping to let the cold air out of the room as soon as possible.
Turning back, she looked at the mother and son in the corner, "You're welcome, sit down."
The woman in red looked at Ji Chi carefully.
Qiao Wan walked over and asked, "Is it cold for you to wear so little? Do you want a blanket?" She looked down at the skirt hanging down at the child's feet, as if he was still wearing his roller skates. "It's not convenient for people to stumble around at home. Don’t you want to change your shoes?”
This was Ji Chi's territory. Without his words, the two of them didn't dare to do anything casually.
Qiao Wan followed the gaze of the woman in red and looked at Ji Chi. His expression was dull, showing no emotion or anger.
"Ji Chi, aren't you happy?"
After receiving Qiao Wan's gaze, Ji Chi, who was covered in hair, instantly revealed a row of white teeth and shook his head obediently.
Satisfied, Qiao Wan turned back and said to the woman in red: "Go sit on the sofa. He is very nice. He is not unhappy, but he is a little shy around unfamiliar people."
The strong hostility subsided a bit, and the woman in red carefully led the child to move over. The seat farthest away from Ji Chi was already occupied, and the two of them had to sit in the middle of the sofa.
The dishes in the kitchen were still in the final step, so Qiao Wan left.
Ji Chi's fangs grew in his mouth, and a black aura enveloped the entire sofa. He did not open his mouth, but his warning voice fell into the ears of the same people at the scene.
"If you dare to be lazy and walk without your feet again and float around in front of her all day long, I will crush all your marbles into powder."
"If you dare to suddenly appear behind her again and say some nonsense, I will burn the hair you just found into ashes."
"you……"
After listening to the previous words, Qin Yu turned to look at Ji Chi and pointed at himself, "Me?"
Ji Chi hesitated for a moment. This person of his kind had not shown any behavior that could be easily exposed, but he was still unhappy and said three words viciously.
"Stay away from her!"
He also realized that she was not afraid of them because she didn't know they were evil spirits at all. If she accidentally let her know, she would definitely be frightened.
Maybe I will hate him, hate his music, hate everything about him, and then leave here and never come back.
At that time, he could only eat her...
"Oh." Qin Yu turned his head casually. She didn't have time to get close to her anyway.
After a moment of silence, Qin Yu looked at Ji Chi in confusion, "Strange, how could you speak without opening your mouth just now?"
Ji Chi didn't want to talk to unnecessary people. After a burst of black mist dispersed from the sofa, his body instantly appeared behind Qiao Wan in the kitchen.
Qin Yu's pupils flashed with shock, and inspiration suddenly appeared in his mind. He quickly took out a pen and a small notebook from his pocket and wrote "Love between humans and ghosts" on the paper.
Ji Chi put his hands around Qiao Wan's waist from behind, hooked his body and buried his head in her neck, sucking wildly.
Her neck felt itchy, so Qiao Wan tilted her head and rubbed him, "Why are you here? I heard Qin Yu talking to you just now. Why are you ignoring me? It's rude."
Ji Chi stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick her smooth skin, and his tone sounded like he was angry or coquettish, "I don't want others to eat what you made."
The pleasant sound was like feathers tickling her ears. She shrank her neck and said, "Itchy~"
