Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1402 Obsession (21)

   One thing to say, she likes the word self-inflicted the most.

  The black-hearted little goblin hooked her lips, tucked her quilt, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

  Late at night.

  Everything is silent, the streets on the road are empty, empty of people.

  On a street outside the rich area, occasionally a car would drive by, with dazzling lights, passing by in a certain corner.

  In the corner, a woman was lying there, lying in a dark corner, motionless.

  The clothes on his body have been torn and thrown aside.

  She was naked and dirty, and there was no good place on her body.

   Motionless, the crystal-studded nails scratched the ground, bleeding, mixed with mud, already dirty and broken.

   From time to time, lights swept over and passed by.

  The woman who was discarded here like a rag, her makeup and hair are already messed up.

  Looking forward dully, without blinking, as if stupid.

  The temperature of the air at night gradually cooled down, and she seemed to be unable to feel the change in the surrounding temperature.

  The whole person seemed to be sucked out of life, as if there was no sound, only an empty shell was left here.

  The street is very quiet, so quiet that even the sound of insects flying under the lamp can be heard clearly.

   The shadows of the bugs flying and falling, dangling on the ground, buzzing, buzzing, and screaming.

   Gathered there, as if there was some **** around, staying together for a long time.

   I don't know how long it has passed, and I don't know how deep the night is.

  This place seems to have been forgotten by the world, and time seems to have stood still at this moment.

  The sound of the wind stopped, the lights disappeared, and even the sound of flying insects disappeared.

   There was a burst of laughter from nowhere, and a tinny voice like a silver bell.

  From far to near, and from near to far.

  The sound amplifies from time to time, and then shrinks endlessly.

   Floating in the dark night, like a ghost, cold and chilling.

  Like laughing at the people here, mercilessly mocking, laughing at her stupidity and ignorance.

   Laughter echoed, coming from all directions, and the source could not be found.

  The empty and ethereal laughter of the silver bell seemed to have magical powers, causing the people in that corner to slowly react.

  Looking blankly at the void like this, drooling, it seems to be cramp.

  Emotions finally began to fluctuate, and he struggled slightly like this, his limbs became stiff, and a snoring sound came out of his mouth.

   Obviously insane, without humanity.

   "Want revenge?"

  The giggling female voice came like the wind, caressing her red, swollen and bleeding face.

  It was extremely gentle, as if coaxing a poor child.

  In tenderness and pity, there is a hint of coaxing.

   "Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh-"

  She made a few sounds with difficulty.

   "Oh boy, don't worry."

   "If you want to take revenge, just obey me obediently, and you just listen to whatever I say. How about it?"

  The woman clenched her fists tightly, and the voice in her throat seemed to be blocked.

   "Hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-"

   Breathing rapidly, even coughing violently.

"Good boy"

  The soft and ethereal female voice giggled, like an invisible hand, skipping over her body covered in dirt.

  There was no one on the side of the road, and the tall lights flickered for a while.

  Brightness and darkness alternate, the breeze blows, and time seems to start to pass again.

  The female voice gradually faded away, laughing, her voice was extremely thin.

  (end of this chapter)