The brick house next to the fish pond was not big, only about twenty square meters. The house was not tall, probably only a little more than two meters. It was probably used as a temporary rest room for the people who managed the fish pond.
Uncle Liu used the key to open the door and pressed the switch on the wall. The dark room suddenly lit up, and everything in the room could be seen.
It was a simple single bed, a bedside table, and a simple linen closet. Fortunately, the room was small. Although it was so simple, it did not seem empty.
She walked step by step into the strange room!
HER FOOTSTEPS WERE SO HEAVY!
HER HEART WAS SO TIRED!
Her entire body was so weak that she did not even have the slightest strength. She did not know if she was going to die, or if the child in her stomach was going to die.
In the strange room, there was a strange bed, gray bedding. She did not know who had used it. A strong smell of sweat and smoke assailed her nostrils. It was familiar yet strange.
She got on the bed and lay on her side. The wound from the whip on her back was stuck to her clothes. The burning pain made it so that she could not lie flat and could not lie down.
After she entered the room, uncle Liu closed the door and locked it. As she lay on the bed, she heard the sound of a car starting up outside the window. She knew that Uncle Liu had already left.
This small room was like a tomb at this moment. She could clearly feel that she had already moved into the tomb, and this single bed was the coffin that Dongfang Mo had given her.
Thinking of this, she could not help but laugh again. She seemed to still have breath and thoughts. Could it be that she had become a ghost?
At the thought of a ghost, she could not help but remember the long-haired stranger on their wedding night. At this moment, she suddenly thought, could it be that the man was not a human at all, but a ghost?
Yes, in the Dongfang family's tightly guarded one inch ink city, it was impossible for a human to walk into the black ink garden or climb into her tightly shut room. However, a ghost could enter through the crack in the door.
If that was really the case, then wouldn't she have already been possessed by a ghost?
And the child in her stomach was a ghost child A little ghost?
Thinking of this, she didn't crawl but laughed instead. If that was the case, then wouldn't she become a ghost mother and have the chance to be a female ghost in the future?
If she could really become a ghost, then fine, she would be a good match for Dongfang Mo, right?
Once she became a female ghost, she would pester Dongfang Mo again, making him unable to rest in peace for the rest of his life, just like in "painted skin" .
Actually, Dongfang Mo was no longer a human. He was a real devil because a human's heart was warm, but a ghost's heart was ice-cold and could never be warm. This was because the ghost's heart no longer beat and had lost its ability to sense.
Lying on the bed, his head was dizzy. The only feeling he had was that he was so tired, so tired!
His small hand slid to his abdomen unconsciously, and he suddenly felt as if it was beating inside.
It was a child, right It was actually moving?
Could it be that it had already sensed the arrival of the medicine Did it know that the medicine was here to take its life?
As a small life that had just begun, it did not want to die, so it struggled in its mother's stomach before it died?
Thinking of this, the liquid in her eyes instantly rolled down, and tears flowed down her cheeks. She actually did not feel the slightest bit of heat. She had indeed become a female ghost, and even her tears had lost their warmth.