"My lady, let's go back to our room."

The man before me, clad in a crimson wedding robe, was tall and slender with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His skin was fair, and every feature on his face was like a meticulously crafted piece of art, flawless in every detail.

Faced with such a handsome person, I could only feel terrified.

What is this?

Why does it seem like an ancient wedding hall?

House?

What kind of house?

I didn't know you!

I was so scared that I wanted to retreat, but it was as if an invisible force had me imprisoned, and I couldn't budge.

At this time, the male character in the jubilant robes smiled.

"Well then, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand gold. My lady, let us not waste it."

It's cold.

It's so cold.

The air was so cold it felt like being in an ice cellar.

In a daze, I heard an unpleasant male voice by my ear.

"Are my family members joking with me? They actually found such a yellow girl?"

I didn't have time to ponder the meaning of his words when a sudden chill ran through me.

Something cool, suddenly invaded between my teeth.

That icy thing was so flexible, it gently grazed my tongue. Even though I was asleep, I couldn't resist such a tease, and my whole body trembled slightly.

As if my reaction amused him, a light chuckle reached my ear.

That's so perceptive.

Abruptly, I felt a chill down to my own waist.

That feeling, it's like a hand.

I want to struggle, but I can't budge.

That hand roamed wildly over me, pulling open my sleep...

After an unknown amount of time, the plunder finally came to an end.

As I was catching my breath, I felt that icy peck on me again, and the low voice sounded once more.

"After I finish dealing with the family matter, I'll deal with you properly."

Once the words left his mouth, a wave of icy coldness washed over me.

"Ah!"

I cried out and sprang from the bed.

The white light was blinding, and before my eyes stood a mess of dormitory rooms.

"A浅浅, what's wrong with you?"

A concerned voice echoed in my ear. I turned my head and saw Luo Han, my roommate, staring at me with worry etched on his face.

I was stunned for several seconds before I could react.

It was just a dream...

Not only did you dream about a male relative, but also something inappropriate?

Shu Qian, are you going crazy thinking about men!

I pinched myself hard, then looked up at Luo Han and smiled. "It's nothing, I just had a nightmare."

I got out of bed to wash up, but as soon as I stood up, I almost lost my balance and fell to the ground.

Between the <>, a sharp pain came.

I'm dazed.

What's going on?

Isn't it just a dream? Could something that happens in a dream really hurt in reality?

How is that possible?

I gritted my teeth and started piling up the blankets. But as soon as I lifted them, I was dumbfounded.

On the sky-blue bed sheet, there was a red mark.

"Got your period?" Luo Han also saw the signs and casually said.

I stood there, speechless.

My period just ended a few days ago, how come it's suddenly here again?

There is still the pain of being apart...

Luo Han pushed me. "A'an, what are you daydreaming about? Get moving, the Demon Lord's class starts soon. You'll be docked points if you're late."

I was suddenly pulled back to reality.

They rushed into the restroom, washed up quickly, grabbed their backpacks and ran towards the teaching building with Luo Han.

There were throngs of people under the teaching building.

It seems like everyone is crowding around something, blocking the doorway completely.

"Lightly! General Luo!"

Another roommate, Zhou Xiaomin, is trying to get out of the crowd and waving at us.

"Xiao Min, what happened ahead?"

Xiaomin burst into tears.

“Zou Xing… Zou Xing jumped off a building and committed suicide!”

My mind went blank.

I pushed through the crowd with Luo Han.

Only the teaching building's courtyard was littered with a pool of blood. A corpse lay amidst it.

A pale face, barely recognizable, with a trace of beauty remaining.

My face turned pale.

It's really Zou Xing, another roommate of ours.

He died a very horrible death.

All the bones were broken and shattered, it lay flat on the ground, twisted beyond recognition. One eye was even missing from its socket.

After a daze of classes, Luo Han and Xiao Min were too scared to stay any longer, preparing to head home.

"A-A, aren't you going back?" Xiaomin couldn't help but ask, seeing me sitting motionless on the bed.

I shake my head.

"You're really bold." lamented.

I wryly smiled.

I'm not brave, I just don't want to go home.

Luo Han and I are closer, knowing my difficulties, he said, "A-Shan, don't worry, we'll just go back for one night and come back tomorrow."

I nodded.

……

At night, I lay in bed alone, tossing and turning unable to sleep.

In a daze, a sudden knock on the door came from outside.

knock knock knock.

I suddenly jumped up from the bed.

In the middle of the night, who would come knocking at my door?

Could I have misheard?

Knock knock knock.

At this time, a regular knocking sound came from outside the door.

This time I'm sure, it wasn't my imagination.

"Who's out there?" I ventured, my voice shaking.

It was quiet outside for a moment.

Then, a clicking sound arose.

"Shallow, it's me, Zhou Xing."

A chill ran through me, from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.

"Stop playing pranks." I tried to keep my voice from shaking, "Who are you?"

Outside the door, there was once again a silence.

Then, that voice sounded again.

"Oh, 浅浅, so you didn't lock the door? Well, I came in then."

I felt as though I had fallen into an ice cellar, completely frozen.

Today I really did seem to have forgotten to lock the door...

Before I could even hate myself for my carelessness, I heard a click and the door swung open.

Moonlight streamed in from outside, and in the darkness, a figure dressed in white stood at our dormitory door.

It's really a Zouxing!

Zou Xing looked exactly like the corpse I saw during the day, the only difference was that the corpse I saw had no feet underneath, and it also seemed a little blurry under the moonlight.

Is not human.

This is a ghost.

Zou Xing seemed not to notice my terror, just walked to his own seat and sat down, beginning to tidy the table.

Everything is just as it was when I returned to the dorm.

I was stiff on the bed, shivering uncontrollably.

Zhou Xing finally noticed my peculiarity and turned his head to look at me.

His face was blurred, one eyeball hanging out of its socket, swaying there in a way that was utterly terrifying.

It seems like she was completely unaware of her appearance and said to me, "A-A, why do you keep looking at me? Is my appearance strange?"

I almost blurted out "yes," but thankfully I held back.

I've seen this in ghost stories before, where some people after they die, their souls are unaware that they have died and will continue with their daily lives.

Now, Zou Xing looks like this.

What puzzles me is that Zou Xing wasn't supposed to have committed suicide by jumping from a building, right? Wouldn't someone who commits suicide be unaware of their death?

As I was lost in thought, Zou Xing spoke again.

"Where are Xiaomin and Mr. Luo? Why aren't they in the dormitory?"

I looked at Zou Xing's blurry face and forced myself to remain calm, saying, "We have something to go home for today."

I remember in ghost stories, it's said that these ghosts who are unaware they're dead, if suddenly reminded of their death, would have a change of heart and do crazy things.

I wouldn't dare take that risk.

"Oh," Zou Xing replied, and then began to pack his schoolbag for tomorrow.

I trembled as I got out of bed and walked towards the door.

Although Zou Xing's ghost is not currently a danger, it's like a ticking time bomb, and I don't want to be in the same room with it.

I hurried to the door, not wanting to leave too quickly. I accidentally bumped into Zou's table.

There was a small mirror on the table, which I knocked to the ground.

"Ai, how could you be so careless?" Zou Xing complained, bending down to pick up the mirror.

I suddenly realized something was wrong, and my hand instinctively went to grab it.

"No!"

I was still one step too late.

Zou Xing had already picked up the mirror himself.

In the instant I picked up the mirror, a blurred face stared back at me.

The next second, I saw Zou Xing twist and stiffen.

My heart skipped a beat.

It's done.

I frantically reached for the doorknob, desperate to rush out, but Zou Xing suddenly shot up, grabbing my arm.

His hands were so cold, I shivered with the cold and wanted to struggle, but that ferocious face suddenly appeared in front of me.

A pungent smell hit my nose, making me nauseous.

"Shuanqian! What's wrong with me! How could I become like this!"

Chou Xing roared at me like a madman, his two hands clamping down on my neck with lightning speed.

Becoming a ghost, Zou Xing's strength was terrifying. I was choked until my face turned pale, struggling with all my might, but I couldn't break free.

Just as I was about to faint, a blast of cold wind suddenly blew past me.

I shuddered, and before I could react, Zi stumbled backward, falling into a cold embrace.

"My lady, your husband has come to save you." A cold yet melodious voice rang in my ear.

I paused my breath and quickly turned my head.

Behind me stood a man.

He had long, ink-black hair and a dark robe that reached far past my height. I looked up, and saw his slightly pale face and features so handsome they took my breath away. His black eyes were like cold pools, fathomless and staring straight at me, as if trying to see right through me.

Waves of emotion crashed over me.

Who is this man?

Why did it suddenly appear in my dormitory?

And why... I even think he's kind of cute?

I stared hard at the man, desperately searching my memory, but he didn't continue to look at me. Instead, his gaze dropped to the path in front of me, his black eyes turning cold.

"Roll."

A single word, "clean," came out of his thin lips. A chill swept over everyone, and Zou Xing suddenly let out a startled cry before frantically breaking out of the dormitory.

Suddenly, in the empty dorm room, only I and that man in ancient garb remained.

Seeing me still staring at him, the man lowered his eyes slightly, a faint raise of his lip, and the coldness on his face added a touch of amusement.

"My lady, you've been looking for so long, are you satisfied with your husband's appearance?"

My child shuddered uncontrollably.

My lady?

Husband?

What the heck!

It was then that I realized I was still in his arms.

I pushed him away and took a few steps back, watching him warily.

At this sight, I trembled with fright.

Under the lamplight, I saw a certain hollowness in that man's eyes.

Just like Zou Xing.

Reflecting on the coldness just now, I realized a terrifying reality.

This man is also a ghost.

I moved back in small, shuffling steps, cautiously asking, "Who are you?"

The male ghost had been looking at me with a face full of mockery. Upon hearing my question, his handsome features suddenly turned cold.

The next second, he was close to me, his hand on my lower body.

"Shu Qian, you don't even recognize your own husband?" The male ghost's voice was low and pleasant, but like ice, it lacked any warmth.

I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat.

"You... you've got the wrong person! I don't have a husband!"

I struggled, forced to keep backing away until I finally fell onto the bed.

I wanted to get up, but before I could, the male ghost leaned down and his long arms trapped me in bed.

His handsome face was right in front of me.

"Mistook me?" The male ghost sneered, "Then who was the one I kissed yesterday? Who was the one who tumbled and tossed with me in bed?"

“What a tempestuous upheaval…” I was furious and wanted to retort, but halfway through my words, I suddenly choked.

In my mind, a scene of red flashes before me, along with those ambiguous and cold feelings.

My head exploded.

"Last night... that wasn't a dream... that, that was real?" I gaped, speechless.

The male ghost's eyes narrowed, and he said coldly, "Not too stupid yet."

I was struck dumb, speechless.

The aches and pains in bed this morning, I should have known it was real...

But I still deceive myself, unwilling to face reality…

Seeing me looking dazed and lost, the male ghost furrowed his sword-like brows and challenged me again, forcing me to meet his gaze.

"Shu Qian, what kind of expression is that? Do you not feel happy about marrying me?" he said coldly, his icy breath washing over my face.

Happy?

To marry a ghost and have my first time forcibly taken from me... what could possibly be joyful about that?

Last night's memories flooded back, clear and shameful, erasing all my fear of this male ghost.

"What do you think? Do you think I'd be happy if I was raped by a male ghost?" I said sarcastically.

I don't know if my words were too harsh, but anger flashed in the male ghost's eyes.

"What do you mean 'forcing yourself on me'? Do you know, in life and after death, countless people—both living and dead—would fight tooth and nail to marry me?" The male ghost's voice was laced with fury, his eyes burning with arrogant disdain.

Then why don't you just find someone else? Forcing someone who isn't interested in you is...what are you even doing—

sssssssss.

I heard the sound of shattering.

Then, I was engulfed by the cold breath of that male ghost.

I put up a fight, but how can I possibly stand against a malevolent spirit?

He said in a cold, low voice, “Listen, Shu Qian. You were given to me by them. The marriage is sealed, you can't escape.”

Them?

Who offered me to this male ghost?

When the first rays of dawn touched the sky, I could bear it no longer and fainted.

In the last moments of consciousness, I felt that male spirit at my side, whispering in a low voice, "Shu Qian, remember, your husband Rong Qi."

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