Volume 2 Cold Dew Chapter 67: Wake Up
There is no wind.
The candlelight flickered.
Zhang Lin hung up the phone, turned his head, and a wisp of white smoke floated out of the candle wick.
The fruit plate slipped from Xu Jiaqi's hands and fell to the floor with a crisp sound.
She subconsciously bent down to pick up the plate, and when her hand touched the edge of the plate, her body suddenly froze.
Arms tense.
Fingers tremble uncontrollably.
Zhang Qiu heard the noise and walked out of the room, "Jia Jia, what's wrong?"
Xu Jiaqi raised his head.
Zhang Qiu saw the fear in her eyes, and she quickly walked up to Xu Jiaqi, "Jia Jia, what happened?"
Xu Zhihai also walked out of the study.
She remembered.
She sat on the bed, listening to the noise outside. A black figure with a strange smile walked through the door.
She wanted to escape, but hands reached out from the sheets, countless hands, grabbing her body.
She struggled.
Shouting, mouth gagged.
A black figure approached.
That 's not a human at all...
Zhang Qiu hugged Xu Jiaqi's trembling body and patted her back gently, "Jiajia, don't be afraid, mom is here."
Xu Zhihai picked up the apple slices that fell on the ground and put them on the plate. He took out some tissue paper to wipe the ground and then put the plate on the coffee table.
"Is it about Zhang Lin? Is there something wrong with him?" Xu Zhihai asked.
Xu Jiaqi nodded desperately.
She opened her mouth but no words came out.
Tears fell quickly to the ground.
Jiang You got off the taxi carrying a Lego shopping bag, bought a roasted sweet potato on the roadside, tore off the skin, and the aroma wafted out with the hot steam. The golden flesh was soft and sticky. He walked back while holding the sweet potato in his hand and eating. When he reached the gate of the courtyard, he saw Jiang Mo standing on the steps.
Wearing light blue bear pajamas.
"Are you playing the door god? Aren't you cold?" Jiang You walked into the yard and approached Jiang Mo. "Do you want to eat sweet potatoes?"
Without waiting for Jiang Mo to answer, he finished the last bite, crumpled up the plastic bag, and threw it into the trash can next to the counter in the store.
After touching Jiang Mo's head, he walked into the store, went upstairs, took a dark blue children's down jacket and walked down.
Jiang Mo still stood motionless on the steps.
Jiang You squatted down and helped Jiang Mo put on his down jacket. "If someone sees you like this, I will be reported for child abuse. You might have to go back to the welfare home, where you will be forced to eat three meals a day, take a nap, and sing and dance."
After zipping it up, he took the box out of the shopping bag, "Look, I brought you a present. Let's put it together, okay?"
He picked up Jiang Mo, carried him into the store and placed him on a chair. Then he opened the box, took out the parts inside, and started assembling them according to the instructions.
"This is the Harry Potter series. How about we have a Harry Potter night, starting from the first one, watching until the last one, and then sleeping all day tomorrow."
He thought for a moment, "Let's wait until the weekend. We don't have enough snacks at home. I'll buy you a robe and a magic wand." He looked at Jiang Mo , "and a pair of small round glasses."
Jiang You placed the assembled brown spider in front of Jiang Mo, "Look, your brother."
Jiang Mo looked down at the spider.
He reached out and grabbed it.
"I'll build you another big tree." Jiang You was having a lot of fun.
Xu Jiaqi cried for a long time.
Zhang Qiu made her a cup of warm honey water. After drinking half a cup, Xu Jiaqi slowly calmed down.
"I, I seem to be controlled, I seem to be not myself anymore." said Xu Jiaqi.
Zhang Qiu sat down next to her and said, "Tell me slowly, don't be impatient."
"On Sunday night, I went to bed after the dinner. I felt very tired. They talked about a lot of things, which I felt were not right. Wu Ya, that woman, kept leading me to talk. I didn't want to talk. She also gave me a few books. I felt very bored..."
"Didn't you go out with Zhang Lin? How come there was someone else?" Xu Zhihai was a little confused.
"I don't know. He said his friends came to welcome him."
"He has a wide circle of friends..."
"Let Jiajia continue," Zhang Qiu interrupted Xu Zhihai.
Xu Jiaqi picked up the cup and took a sip of the slightly cold honey water.
"I slept for a while, and there was a strong smell of aromatherapy in the room..." She felt the aromatherapy smell lingering around her nose again. She took out a tissue and wiped her nose. "My nose was uncomfortable, so I went to open the window, but it wouldn't open. It was clearly open before. I opened the door, and only half of the lights in the corridor were on. There was a person standing there with a weird smile, walking towards me. I closed the door and locked it. I sat on the bed and looked out the window..."
"Why not call the police?" Xu Zhihai asked.
Xu Jiaqi shook her head. “I don’t know. I just sat on the bed with my eyes open, looking at the light on the ceiling, and then, and then…” She bit her lip.
"That shadow came in, and it seemed like something was crawling under the sheets. I struggled, but it was useless. I couldn't get free... I don't know what happened, I don't know anything, and I don't know when I agreed to Zhang Lin's proposal..."
"I , when we were at the dinner party, I made it clear to him that we were not suitable for each other. He knew it, and I said I would return the money to him." Her body began to tremble again. "But later, I was completely different from myself." She opened her eyes wide. "He controlled me, he..."
"I don't want to marry him! I, I..."
"I heard there are many evil cults abroad. Maybe Zhang Lin has joined one of those messy ones," Zhang Qiu blamed himself. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have thought that he was your student and seemed to be interested in Jia Jia. Hey, why was I so anxious? It's not like my family can't afford to support our daughter..."
"It's not your fault. I didn't expect it either. I didn't investigate him carefully." Xu Zhihai comforted Zhang Qiu.
"It's my fault. I'm too picky," said Xu Jiaqi.
"What's wrong with my daughter picking one?" Xu Zhihai was unhappy.
"What should we do now?" Zhang Qiu asked.
Xu Zhihai thought for a moment, "Something happened on Wenhua Street before. It was at Xiao Jiang's store. The husband hacked his wife to death and then committed suicide. At that time, there were many incidents on Wenhua Street. It was said that there were evil spirits. Later, the management office found a monk from Jinguang Temple to perform a ritual. Let's go to Jinguang Temple to pray tomorrow and ask a monk."
Zhang Qiu agreed and said, "We'll go early tomorrow morning. Don't be afraid, Jiajia, mom will sleep with you tonight."
They checked Xu Jiaqi's suitcase and the things she brought back.
Nothing was found.
Before going to bed, when Xu Jiaqi finished taking a shower and took out lotion to apply on her face, Zhang Qiu smelled a strange fragrance from the lotion.
The candle was completely extinguished.
Zhang Lin opened the window.
The wind blew into the room, blowing away the aroma in the room.
