moonlight lure

The bathroom looked no different from usual, except that the shower curtain she had specially opened in the morning was down at the moment, and there was an unknown red liquid flowing out from under the curtain.

The frightening atmosphere reached its peak with the background music and lens language. The woman tensed up, used a stick to pick up the shower curtain, and lifted it violently.

Song Shiwei suddenly opened her eyes wide and held her breath nervously, but before she could be frightened by the bloody scenes and sharp screams on the screen, the person next to her suddenly stood up, startling her first.

She raised her face and looked at him in shock. His face was slightly stiff, but his expression was still calm and there was no flaw in it: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Shiwei was immersed in the movie and didn't notice anything strange about him. She nodded subconsciously and said perfunctorily: "Go early and come back early."

Ji Yanchen went out and turned left into the bathroom. He glanced at himself in the mirror and felt an inexplicable chill on the back of his neck.

He coughed with an unnatural expression, looked back at the curtain on the cleaning room door in the corner behind him, scratched his neck, and walked out quickly.

He wandered outside for a long time and ate two roasted eggs at the bar before going back.

The scary scene just now seems to have come to an end. The scene of the male and female protagonists embracing on the screen is very tender.

The corners of Song Shiwei's eyes were wet. She saw him coming back from the corner of her eye and asked in a low voice, "Why were you out for so long?"

Ji Yanchen sat down and looked slightly depressed: "I feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach."

Song Shiwei wiped her tears and said quietly: "But you came back at the right time. The final reveal will soon come."

Ji Yanchen: "."

He was silent for a while and then asked calmly: "Really? Is it a human or a ghost who is behind this?"

She sniffed and said harshly: "Humans, but more cruel, bloodier and less human than ghosts."

Ji Yanchen's cold face twitched slightly, and after a moment, he stood up again.

"Honey, my stomach hurts a little again. Let's meet outside later."
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After the movie ended, the two changed clothes and returned to their residence.

They booked a suite with two double rooms, and the four of them gathered together to play UNO before going to bed. Song Shiwei was really not good at this kind of thing. No matter how Ji Yanchen tried to give her some trouble, she still lost the most miserably in the final calculation of time points and lost a supper for tomorrow night.

Song Shiwei and Ji Jia lived in the same room and fell asleep quickly after taking a shower.

She slept well at first, but in the middle of the night she felt uncomfortable in her throat. Even after drinking half the bottle of water on the bedside table, her throat was still very dry. She sat up in a daze and put on her slippers. When she came out to find water, she heard that the two people next door were not asleep yet. Their voices were not loud, but the night was so quiet that it was difficult for her not to eavesdrop. "When you have a daughter in the future, it won't be too late to buy it for her."

The person who spoke was Xie Zhan.

Song Shiwei paused and heard him ask again casually: "Hey, when do you two plan to raise the next generation?"

Ji Yanchen's voice came faintly: "We don't want children."

The other party was quiet for a moment and asked, "Is that what she meant?"

He was silent for a long time without replying. Song Shiwei silently clenched the cup in her hand, and the other party continued to tease: "What a pity, I can't see you as my daughter's slave anymore."

"Let's start talking ugly. Don't worry about my daughter too much in the future."

Ji Yanchen said indifferently: "You may have a son in the future."

Xie Zhan clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "I told you not to be too vicious. If you don't get it yourself, you won't be able to see the good of others!"

Song Shiwei listened with mixed emotions, her lips slowly tightening.

Xie Zhan asked again: "Have you told her about this?"

"nonsense."

"I'm asking you, have you told her your wishes?" He was silent for a moment, and his voice was very quiet: "Why do you say my wishes and impose them on her?"

The other party analyzed: "She may not necessarily not want it 100%. She may be hesitant in her heart, but she has too many worries. You can try your best to fight for it."

The air fell silent again. Song Shiwei's palms were so nervous that they sweated slightly. She wanted to know what he was thinking. After a long time, a familiar deep voice finally sounded: "Forget it."

"She had a bad childhood and her mother left early. I understand her mentality."

"If I say I want children, she will consider my wishes, but the process will make her very entangled and stressed, so I would rather not say it."

"You."

Xie Zhan sighed and joked helplessly, "Come on, don't be a slave to your daughter. You can just be a slave to your wife for the rest of your life."

His voice was calm: "Yes, all my luck was spent on meeting her. It doesn't matter if I have some other shortcomings."

After a pause, he asked again, "Can your daughter come to her uncle's house during the winter and summer vacations in the future?"

Fang Yi Zheng refused: "Please stop this daydreaming behavior!"

Song Shiwei quietly returned to the room and sat silently by the bed for a long time.

He was right, she would indeed seriously consider his thoughts, so she would indeed be very entangled and guilty.

Deciding to have a child is not a piece of cake. From pregnancy and childbirth to education for the next ten years, the amount of material and energy required is unimaginable. She wouldn't immediately change her mind just because of his "want", but he was the most important person in her life, and all his actions prioritized and considered her, which she couldn't do. Total disregard for his wishes in this matter.

He wanted a daughter so much, but he couldn't achieve it because of her in this life. Although rationally speaking, her reproductive rights were hers, but emotionally, it was difficult for her to control her guilt.

That night, Song Shiwei suffered from insomnia for a long time before she fell asleep. When she woke up, there was someone beside her. She frowned and moved her body. The other person's arms covered her, and the familiar crisp breath rushed into her nose. She instinctively felt safe and closed her eyes. He rubbed it in his arms.

He lowered his head to kiss her forehead and asked in a low voice: "Are you still sleeping?"

She was confused: "What time is it?"

He said: "At half past nine, they all went to the mountain."

Song Shiwei was a little surprised. When she opened her eyes, the light in the room was dimly blocked by the curtains: "Why didn't anyone call me?"

Ji Yanchen chuckled helplessly: "You sleep like a pig, who has the nerve to call you?"

She felt very burdened: "But... it's too rude to go out to bed so late with the elders."

He ran his fingers through the hair on the back of her head, rubbed it twice, and said comfortingly: "My parents' family is relatively open-minded in this regard, and I just told them that you were feeling a little uncomfortable, and I stayed to take care of you. "

Song Shiwei reluctantly felt relieved, and the person in front of her immediately lowered her head and kissed her stickyly: "I miss you, wife."

She pulled her lips helplessly: "We have not been separated for twelve hours, Officer Ji."

He bit her neck while unconsciously pressing up, looking like an aggrieved puppy: "I have separation anxiety, and I couldn't sleep because I missed you last night."

Song Shiwei laughed when she heard the words, raised her hand to touch his ear, and suddenly remembered what he said last night, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips.

Realizing that the movement of her hand had slowed down, Ji Yanchen raised his head and looked at her in the dimness: "What's wrong?"

Song Shiwei shook her head silently, and he nibbled on her lips reluctantly. After a long time, she gradually couldn't resist anymore, hugged his neck and said softly: "I miss you too."

Ji Yanchen knew in his heart that she was coaxing him, but he still smiled.