Alone, Beautifully – Chapter 92
by Little PandaMy Wife (4)
“Little liar.”
When listening at a close distance, Xu Jiao discovered that this person’s voice seemed somewhat difficult; although the voice was not bad, the pronunciation and enunciation were somewhat unclear.
Before she could analyze further, her right hand, which was being held, was suddenly pulled away by the other person’s strength. The woman slightly raised her neck, as if looking up to see something, and her waterfall-like black hair fell from her neck, sprinkling like a trickling spring water, slightly cool, on Xu Jiao’s face, chin, and neck.
Xu Jiao blinked her eyes, not allowing the other person’s hair to block her vision. From her angle, she could just see the person’s pale, elegant jawline, with very delicate and fair skin.
Just don’t knowβ¦
How the front face looks.
Xu Jiao thought about some horror movies or scenes she had seen before, where the beautiful woman in one second suddenly revealed her dead appearance in the next, sometimes disgusting, sometimes terrifying, sometimes making people feel hair-raising.
She didn’t know which type the one pressing on her belonged to.
Bracing herself mentally, she followed the strength of the red-clothed woman, slowly pulling her own right hand out from under the quilt. The newly picked willow branch in her palm was particularly noticeable, clearly meant to deal with something.
The red-clothed woman gave a light laugh, and before Xu Jiao understood what she was laughing at, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in the bone of her right wrist. Reflexively, the pain caused her fingers to lose strength, and the soft willow branch slipped from her palm, dropping onto the quilt.
Xu Jiao inexplicably sensed anger mixed with coldness from the person on top of her, and her gaze moved to the pile of books beside her pillow. The sixth-level problem set that had been on top was now at the bottom of the stack, replaced by a book titled γPrinciples of Marxismγ.
Unfortunately, her right hand was pressed down, leaving no way to reach that book.
She assessed the current situation for a few seconds, then suddenly whispered softly, “Thisβ¦ isn’t meant to deal with you.” As if.
Xu Jiao decided that she must improve her reaction ability soon; otherwise, even if she held a weapon, it would be extremely easy for the enemy to counter it. Now, she could only take things one step at a time.
Speaking of which, the masses following Marxism-Leninism and socialist thoughts are also very large. From the perspective of belief, those who believe in science are the majority. She wondered if the “Principles of Marxism” book at hand could exert its supposed power.
Whether or not the red-clothed woman believed her words was uncertain, but the grip on her wrist didn’t loosen at all, nor did she look at the fallen willow branchβshe only lowered her head to meet Xu Jiao’s gazeβ
At that moment, Xu Jiao finally saw her appearance clearly.
It was an especially familiar face.
Beautiful to a shockingly intense degree.
The bright red extremely complemented her complexion, and she was not suppressed by this color at all; her skin was extremely white, her eyes extremely black, and her features were exquisitely carved as if every line was perfect.
Willow-like eyebrows, clear autumn-like pupils, a straight nose bridge, and those full red lips.
Xu Jiao never knew a face could be beautiful to this extent. After being stunned at first glance, a sense of unreality rose within her, because this person was too white, lacking any hint of blood color; her eyes were deeply black, devoid of any vitality, and her lips were too red, as ifβ¦
It was as if dyed with blood.
Xu Jiao’s throat moved slightly for some reason.
It should have been a picture beautiful to the point of eeriness, but she unexpectedly felt her heart skip a beat. Her eyes moved slightly, as if wanting to avoid the impact of this close beauty. However, because the current situation did not allow her to divert her attention, Xu Jiao strongly resisted the impulse to look elsewhere and only stared at the other person seriously, face-to-face.
Those black, bottomless eyes had a feeling of wanting to draw away a person’s soul, like a puppet wanting to take away life, with an indescribable sense of horror.
Suddenly.
The red-clothed woman moved again, slowly lowering her head and silently closing the distance with Xu Jiao. Because there was no breath of a living person, even though Xu Jiao was clearly watching her approach, her senses were unable to respond accordingly.
It was as if someone unintentionally walked into a cave, thinking they were on a normal dirt path, yet unaware that their feet were covered with moss. Only when they inadvertently looked down did they realize their pant legs and shoes were completely damp.
Their faces were extremely close, and Xu Jiao couldn’t even focus on the other person’s face, only vaguely lowering her eyes, letting her focus drift away. As the other’s red lips descended, she softly said:
“What do you want to do?”
“If a female ghost absorbs yang energy, shouldn’t she go find a man?”
The red-clothed woman suddenly stopped moving. Xu Jiao thought she had listened to her words and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the next moment, her lower lip suddenly burst with pain.
The taste of iron rust hadn’t yet spread between her lips and teeth before it was completely swept away by a wave of coolness.
Xu Jiao’s left hand, which hadn’t been moving, suddenly raised, prepared to push at air, but unexpectedly it touched the red-clothed woman’s body. Her palm pressed on the icy cold, chilling left shoulder, using strength but unable to push the other away.
The special sensation of gauze-like fabric transmitted to her palm.
Xu Jiao tilted her head slightly, her gaze shifting to the side, guessing what this female ghost actually intended to do. Yet, her face remained extremely calm, as if she hadn’t just been bitten. She calmly asked:
“What exactly do you want to do?”
“Do you want to possess someone?”
This was the only answer she could guess.
Licking her lower lip, Xu Jiao unsurprisingly felt a burning pain. It seemed that she had just been bitten by this fellow. In this kind of supernatural setting, giving away her own blood was not an auspicious omen.
She unconsciously furrowed her brow.
Just then, the woman who had appeared and had not given her any direct response until now slowly parted her lips and uttered two simple words: “Mark (ζ θ¨).”
It was still a pleasant sound, yet the articulation was somewhat blurred.
Xu Jiao tugged at the corner of her lips: “Were you strangled or had your throat cut when you were alive? Why is it so hard for you to speak?”
As her words fell.
The coldness in the air intensified.
As if in an instant, she was placed into a refrigerated freezer, the coldness almost solidifying, clinging to her eye corners and brows. Xu Jiao felt like she had become a large piece of frozen meat, her limbs not responding to commands, her gaze fixed solely on the red-clothed figure, unable to look away.
She was angry.
Xu Jiao realized this, yet she still stared directly at her, as if determined to see clearly how she would die, even in death. The red-clothed woman was silent for two seconds, then unexpectedly switched to another language, the tone complex but clearly much more fluent in pronunciation.
At the instant she heard this language, Xu Jiao’s pupils shook slightly.
Thisβ¦
If she remembered correctly, isn’t this the language used in the Miracle Continent of the last world?
Who exactly is this red-clothed figure before her?
The red-clothed figure somewhat stiffly tugged at the corner of her lips, as if wanting to smile, but it didn’t come easily. Eventually, she gave up trying to make an expression, only releasing Xu Jiao’s right hand and instead wrapping her arms around her neck, speaking slowly in a plaintive, moaning tone:
“Little liar.”
“I had a hard time finding you, and you treat me like this.”
Xu Jiao: “⦔
She turned her eyes, not knowing for a moment what kind of answer she should give. Should she pretend to know nothing, or reveal everything directly?
Her face remained unmoving like a mountain, while Xu Jiao wildly called out in her heart: “System, what’s going on here?”
Why does this red-clothed figure want to show such a familiar demeanor with her?
In the last world, the only one who could speak to her in this toneβ¦
Seems to be only that black snake.
Why did the protagonist from the last world follow over here?
Xu Jiao’s mind was filled with many questions, but she had no clue how to find the answers to any of them. Even someone as calm as she was now showed signs of a mental short-circuit.
The system seemed to be equally stunned, freezing for a moment before responding: “Currently searching for you.”
Very quickly, the search results came out; “Sorry, because the autonomous extended content of this world is too much, it is impossible to know more beyond the predetermined plot.”
Xu Jiao took a deep breath and earnestly asked it: “What use are you, then?”
System: “To accompany you and chat for some entertainment?”
Xu Jiao: “⦔ Is a sidekick like you what I’m missing?
Here, the inner world communication between one person and the system did not yield any effective conclusions. On the other side, the red-clothed woman pinched Xu Jiao’s chin, observing her reaction with interest. The result was that she found Xu Jiao, apart from a momentary blank expression, had no other excessive reactions.
The red-clothed woman was somewhat dissatisfied and wanted to lower her head to bite again, but this time Xu Jiao blocked her face and pushed her away. The woman underneath tilted her head slightly and slowly uttered a name:
“Lilith?”
The red-clothed woman first nodded in agreement, then shook her head, correcting her: “Here, I am calledβ¦ Zheng Zhiyu.”
The final three Chinese pronunciations were obviously quite difficult for her, but fortunately, this former witch of the Miracle Continent, later briefly appointed as God for one minute, had a decent learning ability and barely finished saying her own name.
Finally, she said to Xu Jiao again: “Now, I also know your name.”
The woman pronounced her name with particular precision, calling her: “Xu, Jiao.”
Xu Jiao’s breath stopped for a moment. In just that short span, the other party called her name again, and this calling didn’t stop, repeating like a machine at her ear over and over again.
The breath was cold, yet the tone was ambiguously intimate, creating a stark contrast that made Xu Jiao suddenly feel as though her ear was surrounded by a mix of ice and fire, making her particularly uncomfortable.
She intentionally wanted to push the person off her body, trying to stretch her neck to breathe some fresh air. However, since the other party had already revealed their identity, they intensified their teasing of her, directly holding her earlobe, licking and lightly biting it, even vaguely calling her:
“Jiaojiao⦔
Xu Jiao’s whole body inexplicably shivered.
As if her soul already recognized the person who controlled her.
The red-clothed woman was especially satisfied with her reaction and intended to continue, but Xu Jiao grabbed the material of her robe, preventing her from going further. Considering this was their first intimacy since the reunion, the woman, with good temper, stopped and heard Xu Jiao slowly ask:
“How did youβ¦ appear here?”
Zheng Zhiyu seriously pondered for a moment, and after a long while, shook her head: “When I woke up, I was in a very cold place, everywhere was black, and I seemed to be locked insideβ¦ after a long time, I suddenly felt your presence, so I tried hard to appear.”
These words contained not much useful information, insufficient for Xu Jiao to make any judgment.
She furrowed her eyebrows.
The red-clothed woman stared at her unblinkingly, and within her earlier words was an obvious plea for praise. Now she was eagerly waiting for Xu Jiao to commend her, but after waiting and waiting, she saw no reaction from this wooden person. Zheng Zhiyu, somewhat annoyed, raised her hand and pinched her face.
Xu Jiao was brought back to her senses by this bold action, meeting the other’s gaze. Her lips moved slightly as she said, “Then, don’t you want to know why I appear here?”
Zheng Zhiyu shook her head, her eyes rarely showing ripples, no longer with that lifeless hollow look. Using cold fingertips, she touched Xu Jiao’s cheek, as if cherishing, yet also seeming to pity.
“This is not important.”
She dragged her tone, as if teasing some interesting prey, her voice rising in an oddly playful manner: “What is important is, you cannot leave me again. No matter where you appear, I can find you.”
Xu Jiao: “⦔
When did this black snake develop such a personality?
In her memory, wasn’t this guy supposed to be tsundere, with an awkward demeanor? The clingy one should indeed be her other duplicate.
It seemed Zheng Zhiyu saw through Xu Jiao’s thoughts, as her eyes slightly curved, and she joyfully said to her: “She was originally me, her thoughts are also my thoughts. When will you understand that from start to finish, you are only facing me, my lovely Your Excellency the Saintess.”
Xu Jiao had almost forgotten the content of the previous book, but now hearing this title, she remembered how in the last world she had carefully managed everything, even considering her life, with great difficulty elevating the protagonist to the divine altar, yet it ended like thatβ¦
Nameless anger surged in her heart.
She impatiently refuted: “Do not call me by that title.”
Zheng Zhiyu, with good temper, changed her address: “Okay, Jiaojiao.”
Xu Jiao: “⦔
Her palm clenched and released, continuously telling herself, you are now just an ordinary person and cannot beat this kind of overpowered creature or ghost. After calming down for a few seconds, Xu Jiao expressionlessly grabbed the Ma Yuan book beside her pillow and swung it towards the red-clothed woman’s shoulder.
Zheng Zhiyu originally did not plan to dodge, but upon inadvertently glancing at the book’s cover, she suddenly disappeared on the spot, and immediately after, appeared mid-air beside Xu Jiao’s bed, fixedly looking at the book in her hand:
“What is this?”
Above, there seemed to be a kind of very powerful, restraining force that made her very disgusted.
Xu Jiao did not expect this book to actually be useful, raised an eyebrow, and lazily turned her head to say to her: “This is the great glory of socialism.”
Zheng Zhiyu: “β¦?”
She did not understand this sentence, but it did not prevent her from noticing Xu Jiao’s bad mood. She was about to say something to tease the cute girl in front of her again, but suddenly turned her head, staring in the direction of Xu Jiao’s dormitory door, not knowing what she saw.
The dormitory suddenly fell silent.
Xu Jiao noticed the air was about to freeze again, and she sat up from the bed, following the gaze of the red-clothed woman to look outside, softly asking: “What is it?”
Zheng Zhiyu pondered for a moment, her eyes showing some disdain and mockery, seeing that the thing did not dare to approach, only then did she answer Xu Jiao: “A weak similar kindβ¦ the taste seems very bad.”
Saying this, she licked her lips.
Xu Jiao heard the strange content added in her latter half of the sentence, paused for two seconds, then naturally continued the topic: “Earlier, my roommates and I played a rather reckless game, was it summoned?”
Zheng Zhiyu looked at her, the corner of her lips twitched slightly, and she slowly shook her head:
“Not only that.”
She said: “You are very fragrant, even if you don’t play those games, these guys will find you.”
Very fragrant�
Xu Jiao heard this strange description, pressed her lips together, and spoke again: “Speak properly.”
Zheng Zhiyu, across the green railing of the bed, floated up and leaned over again, holding her hand and placing it in front of her, looking at the blue veins on the back of her hand, softly and gently answered:
“Just like this, merely smelling your scent makes even me feel it’s difficult to endure, so it’s completely normal for those sneaky things to like it.”
After speaking, the woman’s tone shifted, and she led the conversation in another direction:
“Howeverβ¦ with me here, no one can take you away.”
Xu Jiao habitually ignored the extremely obvious possessiveness in her words, adjusted the content a bit, and guessed that this person’s meaning might be that her own flesh or birth date is more yin, which always attracts these unclean things.
She pondered for two seconds and decided to first solve the current main problem. After all, she was in the open, while the summoned things were in the dark. If not handled cleanly, there would always be times of suffering losses laterβ
While thinking this, Xu Jiao completely did not realize that she had already instinctively considered Zheng Zhiyu as part of her own faction.
Given unparalleled trust.
“Is it still here? Is there any method to send it away, or eliminate it?” Xu Jiao picked up the willow branch from the quilt again, seriously looking towards the beautiful red-clothed figure by the bedside.
Zheng Zhiyu tilted her head, looked again in the direction of the door, and after a long time, she slowly answered Xu Jiao:
“Too late.”
“It seems to have been scared away.”
“The presence is too far, I cannot find it.”
Xu Jiao did not care much, only thinking of herself in the darkness as a bright lighthouse. Since she was remembered, that thing would always have a chance to come looking, so she was not very anxious.
She prepared to sleep a peaceful nap again.
The quilt was pulled open, and an extra warmth forcibly squeezed into the narrow bed.
Xu Jiao was startled, the hair on her arm stood up, and she stared at that beautiful face, squinting her eyes and said: “What are you doing?”
Zheng Zhiyu raised her hand to hug her waist, and as the chilly temperature crawled up her waist, it suddenly reminded Xu Jiao of the feeling of being entangled by a snake’s tail in the last world. Her toes curled up a bit under the quilt, and she raised her hand against the other’s shoulder, closed her eyes, and said:
“Don’t come so close.”
“Cold.”
Hearing Xu Jiao’s words, Zheng Zhiyu not only didn’t move away but instead pressed closer, stubbornly leaning her chin into the crook of Xu Jiao’s shoulder, her voice containing a playful laugh:
“I’m cold too.”
“I’ve been lying inside that plaque for so long, warm me up.”
If it weren’t for this voice using a coquettish tone, one wouldn’t know what horror film content they were hearing in the middle of the night.
Xu Jiao resisted her movements, reluctantly allowing this big ice block to feel her body temperature as an ordinary person, though her eyebrows remained furrowed. Seeing this, the red-clothed woman couldn’t help but feel an itch in her heart and finally leaned over to kiss her between the eyebrows.
Just as Xu Jiao was preparing to sleep, she was startled by a snow-melting-like coolness between her eyebrows, and immediately opened her eyes. Just as she was about to protest, that icy temperature delicately traveled from between her eyebrows to the bridge of her nose, touched the tip of her nose, and finally slowly settled in front of her lips.
Xu Jiao just opened her mouth to say something, but those words were swallowed by the icy temperature.
Perhaps due to the overwhelming yin energy, the more entangled the other became, the colder Xu Jiao felt, as if someone pressed her face against a refrigerator. The coldness slipped into her bones, and though she clearly wasn’t afraid, her whole body involuntarily started to shiver.
She did not know if it was from the cold.
Or if instinctively sensing danger, she was afraid.
Even her tongue was not very flexible, unable to avoid the invading coldness, like having a large ice block in her mouth in winter, her oral cavity glued by the ice, unable to open her mouth, and her words were all muffled.
“Mmβ¦ stop⦔
Zheng Zhiyu initially did not want to comply with her request, finding it interesting to see her shivering because she couldn’t endure the cold, wanting to intensify the bullying, so she didn’t stop and was not willing to stop.
Until she discovered that this person was shivering severely, with hands and feet somewhat chilled, she then realizedβ¦
The one in front of her truly seemed not to be the former Saintess anymore.
This is just an ordinary mortal, extremely fragile, perhaps extinguished completely with just a bit of her anger, like a blade of grass on the plain that can be easily crushed into the soil no matter what it encounters.
She originally wanted to hug the other.
However, approaching only brought that coldness along.
Zheng Zhiyu could only helplessly pass through the quilt and reappear at the bedside, like a pet not allowed to jump onto the bed, with a bit of grievance in her expression.
Xu Jiao was truly frozen to shivering by the yin energy from her body, seeing her own palms and soles turned blue and purple like they had been exposed for half an hour in the winter cold. She moved back a bit, and only when pressed against the wall did she discover that the dormitory’s wall and the bed’s railing were all extremely cold.
She rubbed her palms, not expecting that just a kiss and a hug could actually make her become this way, for a moment she did not know whether to laugh or cry.
She wanted to laugh because she was spared the opportunity of being taken advantage of.
She wanted to cry becauseβ¦
She was too weak.
No wonder Zheng Zhiyu said that no matter where she appeared, she could find her.
With such a constitution, let alone being found by evil ghosts, even being entangled by ordinary dirty things already worried her.
She lost her sleepiness, sat cross-legged on the bed, and stared at the red-clothed woman, big eyes staring at small eyesβ
Until a phone call came through.
Xu Jiao glanced at the incoming call; it was her roommate Qian Ai calling, perhaps having already arrived at her relative’s home, so she was returning the call.
She casually swiped to answer, just uttered a “Hello,” but from the other side came collapsing sobs:
“Xiaoxu! Xu Jiao! Help, Xueba, Xiaoli and I are going to die, we can’t get out of the school gateβ¦ is that thing coming to find usβ¦ are you okay? If you’re fine, can you help me call the police? I’m going crazyβ¦ why can I only see the school gate!”
Xu Jiao’s face suddenly changed upon hearing this.
This is bad!
That thing can’t harm her, so it settled for the next best option to go find Qian Ai and Zhou Qili!
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