husband from hell

Chapter 4 The lingering ghost
"Yes... yes..." The boy nodded repeatedly, and said flatteringly, "How dare I argue with you..."

The man behind me tilted his head noncommittally, and snapped his slender fingers crisply. The flickering lights suddenly returned to normal. With a sound of "coax...", the elevator started to work again!

The hair-eating boy seemed to be pardoned, only to hear the elevator "ding" open, and he rushed out as if fleeing, stumbled and did not dare to turn his head.

Maybe it was because of the intimidating aura of the long-haired man, I didn't dare to lift my head up, and I felt chilly beside me, like a legendary cold jade bed.

The smell of sandalwood wafted to my nose, the coolness was approaching, he... wanted to come closer!
I don't know where the courage came from. Before my head could react, my legs took the lead and led me to rush out when the elevator doors were about to close.

The hair-eating boy disappeared long ago, and I ran down the escape stairs at the fastest speed in my life!

That young man was scary enough, but that white-clothed man, no matter how good-looking he was, was obviously scarier than that young man!
By the time I recovered from the wave after wave of horror, I was already downstairs.

I went downstairs as if I was sleepwalking, the sun was clearly shining on me, but I was still shivering from the cold.

I finally know what it means to be out of possession, what it means to cry without tears... Now, what should I do?Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hand firmly grabbed my arm: "Where are you going?"

I was so scared that my heart was almost paralyzed, but after thinking about it, no, why is this voice so familiar?
"I told you about blind dates, you damn girl, you don't even put on makeup, and you don't even change your clothes to look decent. Whose face are you using as spicy hot pot?" Sure enough, it was the voice of the second aunt who hated iron and steel. : "I know you are unreliable, but I never thought you could be unreliable to this extent. Is it really making Xiao Liu wait until the Year of the Monkey?"

I turned my head, and saw the second aunt, who had a hot head and exploded curls, moving her scarlet lips, chattering with full firepower. Behind her stood a man in his 30s, with a short stature and an inch of hair shaved. Wearing a suit, with a big belly, the buttons on his belly seemed to be undone, and in the creases of his neck, a large gold chain was shining from time to time.

Beside the man, suddenly parked the nice car that the second aunt said: a black Passat that is probably new.

"Second Aunt, I...I'm in a hurry..." I still struggled, but like a moth in a spider's web, struggling was useless.

"What's so urgent that you can let Xiao Liu's pigeons go?" The second aunt put her arms around my arms forcefully, and dragged me to the side of the Passat involuntarily: "It's really a good idea to come here to find you. I'm a little late, no I know where you are going to hang around! So, fate, fate, this is fate, get in the car, there is a shop where Xiao Liu bought a group buying coupon, go drink pepper tea."

The man named Xiao Liu said with a pleasant smile, "Auntie, it's herbal tea."

"It's all good. These days, you can make tea with anything..." The second aunt pushed me into the Passat's co-pilot, and then she breathed a sigh of relief: "Have a good chat with Xiao Liu, such a good car , and air-conditioning, how comfortable it is to sit! Your second aunt, for you, a heart of stone has to be broken!"

"Auntie, don't worry!" That Xiao Liu got into the driver's seat without losing the opportunity: "Xiao Lu and I must have a good chat!"

"Hey!" The second aunt smiled like a flower, and she was more affectionate than me: "Xiao Liu, my aunt trusts you! Our family Lu Qiao, I will leave it to you!"

Second Aunt, you haven't reached this level yet, have you?
And the Passat was already driving at a high speed. I looked in the rearview mirror and waved my hands. The second aunt, who was sweating in the sun, was still happy, and my heart was in a mess.

"Xiao Lu, I haven't introduced myself yet." This little Liu started the conversation first: "My name is Liu Guoliang, hehe, I have the same name as the Olympic champion, easy to remember?"

"Hello, hello." I could only suppress my uneasiness, and nodded: "My name is Lu Qiao, the buckwheat noodle's Qiao."

"I know, I heard from my aunt that you can draw?" Xiao Liu smiled brightly, showing a golden tooth: "Young literary girl!"

It seems that Xiao Liu took advantage of the cheap gold price and bought a lot.

"Hey, it's just an art candidate...I only learned it for college." I forced a smile, my heart was in a mess, and I didn't know what I was talking about: "After the hobby becomes the mission, it's over."

"That's a good point!" Xiao Liu patted the steering wheel heavily: "It sounds like a stylish one. To tell you the truth, I like stylish ones, and my son likes them too!"

"Son," I replied, and then realized: "Do you have a son?"

"Auntie didn't tell you?" Xiao Liu said indifferently: "My son is five years old. After opening a building materials company, he is getting busier and busier. He can't do without a mother. Hey, you just happen to be able to Teach him how to draw, so you don't have to enroll in interest classes, so save money! Now those teachers are just earning children's money, and learning everything is expensive!"

While Xiao Liu was talking, I heard the handle on the car door click, and I looked down inadvertently.

Xiao Liu noticed my gaze, and said carelessly: "Don't worry about it, second-hand cars have a little problem here and there. In fact, I like to buy second-hand things, or those that are about to expire but not expired. , cheap, and affordable! It’s not much different from the new one!”

Probably, I'm also a fast-expiring one, right?
When I reached a red light, the car stopped. I turned my head and looked at the car window beside me, but I couldn’t answer Xiao Liu’s talk, because I saw a woman’s head slowly getting out of the car. emerged from the window.

The woman was peeking into the car with just a pane of glass separating me.She was wearing a dark blue work uniform, with a badge pinned to the left breast pocket, like an ordinary workshop worker.

But there was a hole the size of an egg in her head, and blood trickled down her cheeks.

And when she opened her mouth, her teeth had already fallen out. The inside of her mouth was black and leaking from the wind, and she yelled indistinctly, "Open the door! Let me in!"

"Click, click..." The reason for the rattling sound of the car door was because her pair of broken hands, with stubble exposed, were twisting the handle of the door desperately, as if impatiently trying to get into the car from the outside!
(End of this chapter)