This time it was Qiao Wan's turn to feel guilty. She had been forced to expose her just now. She wanted to wait until Ji Chi was ready to tell him later, but she didn't know if he would be angry at her for making her own decision.
Ji Chi rarely saw such an expression on Qiao Wan's face, but based on his personal experience, he told him that this was an expression only seen on Qiao Wan's face when he made a mistake.
He hugged her and said, "Don't worry Wanwan, as long as you don't leave me, I won't be angry at anything you do."
Even if she had to leave him, he wouldn't be angry with her. He would only blame himself for not being able to stay at Wan Wan. He would just be so sad that he wanted to die. He would just have to lock her in the room, or eat her and stay there forever. Together.
Qiao Wan raised her head in his arms, "Are you really going to get angry no matter what you do?"
He nodded firmly, "Yeah!"
Qiao Wan took out her mobile phone, opened a certain Yiyun, clicked on the personal column, and then handed the screen to Ji Chi, "I uploaded all your music in the name of SnOW."
Ji Chi frowned and avoided looking directly at the content on the screen.
"Why...why?"
Qiao later opened the 999+ comment to confront him again, "Because I don't want your talent to be buried. I want more people to hear your music and let everyone know that you are excellent."
"Look, they're all complimenting you. They all like your music."
Ji Chi's closed eyes were slightly squinted, and he carefully browsed the comments on the screen.
Some of them found resonance in the lyrics, some recounted their own life and emotional experiences, and some gave flattering compliments... No one said they disliked him.
His brows gradually relaxed, and he looked at Qiao Wan, "Wanwan, are everything they said true?"
"Of course! I told you before that you are the best, now you believe it!"
Ji Chi smiled, tears gathering in his clear pupils. The black air that always lingered around him faded a bit, and he hugged her tighter.
"I love you Wanwan, please never leave me Wanwan, okay, I will die if I leave you."
When he first met, he only saw her as food, a food that was not afraid of death. Later, she turned into a delicacy, a delicacy that people couldn't bear to eat. Later, she turned into poison and was contaminated by him. Once he leaves her, he will die. .
He needed her, badly.
Qiao Wan pressed her cheek against his chest. She didn't know if she had stayed here for too long, but she felt that the apartment was not so cold anymore. Ji Chi, who always felt that his body was always cold, seemed to have warmed up.
"I can't bear to leave such a wonderful baby Ji Chi."
She said, "I'll give you my account, and you can write new songs and upload them yourself, okay?"
Ji Chi put his chin on the top of her head and nodded slightly, "Yeah."
The two were silent for a while, and Ji Chi asked: "Is SnOW my name?"
Qiao Wan: "Yes, don't you like it?"
SnOW, snow.
She felt that Ji Chi was like a snowflake. When she first met him, he was so beautiful and cold that it seemed hard to get close to him. After she held him in her hands and melted, he was stained with her body temperature like water droplets clinging to her skin. The coldness faded away, and her whole body was filled with moisture. .
Ji Chi shyly buried his head in the crook of her neck, his tone moist and seductive, "I like it."
It's too ambiguous to give a name or something.
Qiao Wan turned her head and kissed his soft hair.
Ji Chi licked her neck vaguely, bit her earlobe, and squeezed out a gentle and low voice from between his teeth, "Wanwan, what do you think of my performance today?"
Her neck was stained with moisture, and Qiao Wan's scalp felt numb for a while. There was really nothing she could do about him. She raised her arms and put her arms around his neck, "Okay."
Ji Chi: "Do you want to reward me that night?"
Qiao Wan jumped on top of him, wrapped her legs around his waist, and returned to him everything he had just done in her ear, which made Ji Chi's head smoke and almost fainted with excitement. She blinked her eyes and said naughtily:
"What do you think of the kitchen?"
The tips of Ji Chi's ears were as red as ripe cherries. He held her hips and put her on the kitchen counter, lifted up her skirt, buried his head in her chest, and muttered, "Okay..."
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In the dead of night, Zhang Hua and the man were standing in the apartment elevator. The button leading to the eleventh floor was on. The compass needle in the man's hand was swinging violently and irregularly. The lights in the elevator were flickering on and off. The surrounding magnetic field was strange as never before.
Zhang Hua crouched and hid behind the man, "Master, is there really... a ghost?"
The elevator passed the tenth floor, and the hands were spinning in complete chaos. The man's face was solemn, "It's a powerful and strange thing that I have never encountered before. I'm afraid even I can't do anything about it."
"Ah?!" Zhang Hua shrank completely in the corner, "What should we do?"
After reaching the eleventh floor, the elevator door opened and the pointer slowed down. The man looked at the compass and the surrounding environment and said, "I am quite sure about the weirdness on this floor."
"Dong, dong, dong, dong..." A transparent marble bounced from the depths of the corridor and rolled to the feet of the two of them.
The boy in the nightgown stared at the marbles floating on the ground. Before they could reach them, the cinnabar in the man's hand suddenly flew towards him.
"Ah!" The boy in the nightgown screamed in pain, covering his exposed burned skin and running away quickly.
The man took out the magic weapon from his coat and waved his hand to set up the formation. The boy in the nightgown was spinning anxiously in a small area.
Zhang Hua leaned against the wall, and in his widened eyes was the ferocious little ghost.
Memories from the past flooded into his mind. In the wet bathroom, he grabbed the child's neck and pushed him into the bathtub. He cried and called his father. Soon he calmed down and stopped struggling.
He put him in a bag and threw him into the garbage grinder...
While struggling in pain, the child in the pajamas noticed Zhang Hua leaning against the wall, his round black pupils swaying in his eye sockets. He didn't quite remember who he was, so he opened his mouth, and two words in the painful voice clearly reached Zhang Hua. In the ears.
"dad……"
"Ahhhh!!" Zhang Hua was so frightened that he held his head and yelled randomly.
The man who was doing this turned his head and suppressed his hoarse voice, "Shh! Don't make any noise!"
He was incoherent, "I, I...he..."
This kid is not very energetic and is easy to deal with. The man is taking the final steps. Zhang Hua, who is yelling, has obviously become his drag. He said: "If you are afraid, leave first. I will contact you after I finish."
Zhang Hua pressed the elevator frantically, "Okay, okay!"
He never thought that there really were visible ghosts in this world, and that the child he drowned with his own hands turned out to be... that woman too... She must not let her see him, otherwise she would definitely not let him go.
He clasped his hands together and prayed devoutly, hoping that the master would destroy the two ghosts.
He was forced to do so at the beginning. If she had not accused him, if she had been obedient and given him the money to avoid trouble, he would not have done that...
It's all her fault.
Yes, it's all her fault.
At that time, she was unwilling to give him money when he was in trouble. Now he was also in trouble and needed to sell his house, but she turned into a ghost and wanted to occupy his house.
Zhang Hua stood in the elevator hugging his trembling body with a calm expression. The flickering lights reflected his ugly face from time to time.
Why does she always have trouble with him?
Why? !
"Bang!" He punched the elevator wall and the elevator stopped running.
