Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Xu Ziyu's words made Cheng Moxun's cheeks hot.

The corners of her mouth rose, proving how good her mood was at the moment.

It's just... She couldn't help but look at the ring on her hand again.

At this time, the ring had a faint metallic brilliance, and it looked no different from ordinary antique jewelry.

Wearing it on your hand like this actually feels a bit out of place.

The ghost king's face seemed to flash before his eyes.

Cheng Moxun clenched the ring tightly.

She turned her head to look at Xu Ziyu, and gradually merged the face she thought of just now with Xu Ziyu.

She seemed to have had a dream just now.

He dreamed that the ghost king was sitting beside her, caressing her cheek lightly, and constantly calling her name from her previous life.

Xu Ziyu's voice could still be vaguely heard, but it was so vague that the syllables could not be distinguished at all.

When she woke up from the dream, because of Xu Ziyu's cry, her attention was diverted, and she almost forgot about the dream.

Xu Ziyu didn't say what kind of nightmare it was, and she also forgot to think about whether she dreamed of something.

How to describe this feeling?
She seemed to miss the ghost king a little bit.

But the Ghost King was by his side, on Xu Ziyu's body.

The two of them are one existence at this moment.

But why, I feel so lost in my heart.

It was raining lightly in City C.

The weather, which was already a bit cooler, became even more reluctant to go out at this moment.

Wrapped in a velvet blanket, Yuanyuan sat on the carpet in front of the French window, curled up into a small ball.

She looked at the garden outside the window in a daze. The thin rainwater hit the branches and leaves, and it seemed to make a very small sound.

"Miss, would you like some hot tea?" The servant stood behind her, pushing a small dining cart.

There are exquisite metal utensils on the dining car, fragrant cakes and fruit tea with visible fruit pieces, which are carefully placed on it.

It looks appetizing.

But Yuanyuan just looked at it lightly for half a minute, and then moved her gaze out of the window.

She raised her head and looked at the rain that was only separated from her by a piece of glass, falling from the sky seemingly endlessly.

Her mind went blank, and she just stared at the sky in a daze.

The servant sighed deeply, she took the food and drinks from the dining car and put them on the small coffee table beside Yuanyuan.

"Miss, the person sent to pick up Mr. Xu and Miss Cheng said that something is being repaired in the tunnel in the west of the city." The servant secretly looked at Yuanyuan's expression while pouring fruit tea into a small glass.

Yuanyuan still raised her head, and she gave a soft "hmm", as if responding to the servant's words, but also seemed to be just a thoughtful sigh.

"So if they want to enter the city, they probably need to go around to the east side of the city." The servant pushed the glass closer to Yuanyuan: "Should they arrive here later?"

"Really?" Yuanyuan said lightly, she finally stopped looking up, but her eyes still did not leave the window: "Is it already autumn?"

"Not yet." The servant shook his head: "But it will be soon."

"I said why is it so cold..." Yuanyuan wrapped the blanket tighter around her body, as if she was talking to herself.

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

It didn't sound like the passing of other servants, or the walking of anyone familiar.

Yuanyuan felt something strange, but she didn't turn her head or move her body.

The cold touch began to spread from under the carpet, and the cold air enveloped her layer by layer.

Yuanyuan lowered her eyes, she slowly reached out her hand, and brought the cup of fruit tea poured by the servant on the table to her mouth.

"Isn't it cold?" A pair of white and slender hands tapped the rim of the cup lightly.

The fruit tea, which was still steaming hot, suddenly became as if it had been frozen.

Without saying anything, Yuanyuan put the cup back on the table, and said to the servant with a puzzled expression, "It's getting cold, it's not very tasty."

"Is it cold?" The servant reached out to touch the cup, and then showed a surprised expression: "Miss, this...is obviously freshly cooked!"

"Do you think it's still warm?" Yuanyuan didn't even raise her eyelids, she picked up the cake with rich cream and fresh strawberries on the dinner plate, and took a bite as if nothing had happened.

"This..." The servant also felt very strange, but she couldn't find any reasonable explanation: "I'm sorry miss, I'm going to change to a new afternoon tea."

Yuanyuan waved her hand to stop the servant from collecting the fruit tea: "No need, you can do other things."

The servant looked at her with some concern.

"It's just a drink." Yuanyuan ate the cake in two or three bites, and then sucked her fingertips: "The cake suits my taste."

After that, she reached for the remaining cake on the plate.

Unexpectedly, the touch is also cold.

The servant was on the side, only seeing Yuanyuan's hands fixed on the dinner plate, but he didn't intend to pick it up.

From Yuanyuan's perspective, you can clearly see the hands that just appeared, holding each side of the dinner plate at this moment.

These hands appeared out of nowhere, and gradually disappeared from the elbow position upwards.

It is impossible to know who their owners are.

Yuanyuan withdrew her hand as if nothing had happened, then looked at the servant and showed a faint smile: "Take it all away, I seem to be full."

"But..." You only ate a piece of cake the size of your palm!

The servant really wanted to persuade Yuanyuan to eat more, but Yuanyuan never gave her a chance to continue talking.

Yuanyuan shifted her gaze out of the window again, staring at the gradually increasing rainwater in a daze.

"Aren't you afraid?" The soft voice rang in my ears, but it was as cool as the rain.

Yuanyuan's pupils shrank a little, but she didn't respond.

Those cold hands seemed to rest on her neck, making her shiver uncontrollably.

"You are very smart." The voice continued: "Even at this time, you will hide your anxiety."

"What's the matter?" Yuanyuan's eyes drooped slightly, and she watched the rain outside getting heavier, and the raindrops began to hit the glass with a "patter-patter".

"Don't you ask me who I am?" There seems to be a faint smile in the tone, and the voice is so gentle that it is difficult to tell whether it is a man or a woman: "It's so cute..."

Yuanyuan stood up abruptly, and the coolness on her neck disappeared.

"Are you sent by Matthew?" She turned around as she spoke. There was nothing in this small lounge.

"Matthew?" The voice seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then asked, "Who is it?"

At the same time, Matthew, who was standing under the rain shield at the entrance of the store, sneezed violently.

He rubbed his nose and raised his eyebrows a little strangely.

Occasionally, young girls who came out of the store couldn't help talking secretly when they saw Matthew with a sunny appearance.

It's not that Matthew didn't notice the girls, but he just yawned lazily.

"Rainy days are a taboo for dolls." A voice without any emotional ups and downs rang in my ears.

"Oh?" Matthew didn't turn his head. He raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile that made the girls passing by couldn't help but be moved: "But I like it very much."

"Heh..." The voice sounded like a faint smile, and then didn't say anything.

There was a dangerous gleam in Matthew's eyes, and the smile gradually widened on his lips.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he quickly raised his head and looked around.

Nothing unusual?

He looked around again worriedly, to confirm that there was really no problem.

Laughter sounded behind him, he withdrew his gaze from looking around, and turned around in dissatisfaction.

A small piece of paper with tattered edges was stuck to the signboard at the entrance of the store.

Many passers-by passed by without noticing its existence.

Matthew looked at the piece of paper for a while, and finally smiled again.

Only this time he raised his chin slightly, obviously expressing his disdain.

Cheng Moxun did not expect to encounter a downpour when he was about to arrive in City C.

"Damn it!" While resting in the service area, Xu Jia shook his head while drinking freshly brewed coffee while looking at the heavy rain outside: "Is the weather forecast so unreliable?"

Because of the unusually heavy rain, many road sections have been forcibly closed.

There was also news from City C that a section of the tunnel leading directly to Yuanyuan's house had to be temporarily closed due to routine maintenance.

Now, they had to take a long detour to enter City C smoothly.

And looking at the current situation, it is estimated that the rain will not stop before dark.

"I've seen the weather in all the cities I passed along the way!" Xu Jia threw the empty paper coffee cups into the recycling bin: "What are you doing? What's going on with this heavy rain?"

"I'm glad I didn't listen to your idea." Xu Ziyu sat beside him, flipping through a daily newspaper calmly: "If it's an airplane, there's not even a place to stay."

Xu Jia's eyebrows were raised high: "If you listen to me, believe it or not, you will definitely be able to reach City C before it rains?"

Xu Ziyu pouted noncommittally.

"What's your reaction?" Xu Jia yelled very dissatisfied, and at the same time looked at Cheng Moxun: "Sister and sister, do you think I'm right?"

Cheng Moxun, who had been silently listening to Xu Jia's complaints, couldn't react because of the sudden question at this moment: "Ah? Right... right?"

Xu Jia stared at her speechlessly for a while, then rolled her eyes abruptly, turned her head and said to the bodyguard beside her, "Go buy another cup of coffee."

The bodyguard nodded. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a childish voice beside him yelling loudly, "I want it too!"

All eyes were drawn to it.

At some point, a cute little girl appeared beside them, hugging a puppet bear, staring at them with round eyes.

"Were you the one talking just now?" Xu Jia looked around, but didn't find any parents or the like.

The little girl nodded without fear: "It's me."

"Do you want coffee?" Xu Jia suddenly became interested in teasing the children, and he leaned forward a little, his eyes glowing with joy.