Keep Out (1)

ing notes in a small notebook. He didn't seem to feel anything unusual either."I'm sorry to have wasted your time. Please go back now." I smiled apologetically.Two little imps grinned at me foolishly...My dad was stunned for a moment, then nervously asked, “Who are you talking about”

Who else could there be

The blood jade ring hanging on my neck has been getting brighter and warmer these two days, as if it's absorbing nourishment and coming to life.

"Xiao Qiao, you talk to him... see what he really wants."

What do you want

I think he wants me dead.

On the third night, I couldn't bear this torment any longer. I gritted my teeth and pushed his shoulder, trembling as I said, "Us... Can we talk"

"Talk" he sneered. "What do you want to talk about with me"

Even as he spoke, he did not cease his movements, and my words were shattered by his onslaught.

"You, you... what do you want..." I mustered my courage and said, "Our family... have we... offended you Or... is there something you wish for that hasn't been fulfilled"

He chuckled lightly, pausing his actions for a moment to let me catch my breath.

"A spirit marriage is a thing between two spirits... We... are not suitable." I gestured that I was still alive: "You should find someone who is right for you."

Find yourself a female ghost, leave me alone.

"Good riddance," he said with a cold laugh.

My grandfather once said that people like me always end up dead. Either by a mysterious accident or suicide.

Is it really the only way to end this, by dying and achieving a marriage in death

"I…" Tears welled up in my eyes.

He smiled and said, “It’s unfair, isn’t it You did nothing wrong, yet you’ve become a pawn in paying off debts.”

He reached out and pinched my chin, his fingers were cold.

“Who told you to be born into the Mu family” His tone suddenly turned cold, devoid of sympathy, instead laced with a hint of mockery.

Besides crying, I don't really know what to do.

My father asked me to talk to him, but how can I

Born into sin, I cannot change.

"Stop crying!" he growled impatiently. "If I wanted you dead, you would have been two years ago. Don't be ungrateful!"

What does this mean The absurd wedding that night, and the nightmares every night, the endless torment every night, are all thanks to him. Should I thank him for his "blessing"

"So what do you actually want" I pounded his shoulder, though my strength felt more like a tickle.

I have no more strength to resist.

"Is death the only way to end this!" I shouted. "Then I'll do it myself, just let me go!"

I reached under my pillow for the scissors I'd hidden there. They say keeping scissors under your pillow wards off evil spirits, but they were useless against him.

My action of stabbing myself with scissors enraged him. He elbowed me, and my elbow went numb; the scissors fell under the bed.

"Dare you hurt yourself, and try it!!" His icy anger was like a blade, the air searing my skin.

"Mu Xia Qiao, don't say I didn't warn you - if you dare to harm yourself or commit suicide, you try it. I'll make sure you and your Mu family can't live nor die in peace!"

He reached out and grasped my neck, his grip neither too tight nor too loose, yet it gave me a sensation of suffocation.

"Isn't the point of a marriage like this to hope your partner dies soon You...please, stop torturing me..." I pleaded.

“Torture” He sneered, “Do you think this is torture Well, there’s no other way. You are my marriage by proxy wife, and that will never change. I have to endure tormenting you! After seven days are up, you'll beg me, even then I won't want to touch you! Your stiff body is such a disappointment!”

Seven days

There are still four days....

He angrily tightened his grip on my waist, expressing his anger through his actions.

I collapsed on the bed, utterly despairing. Would I die at his hands

My consciousness drifted from my body, and I felt myself adrift in a hazy sea of desire.

Nearly drowned.

》》》

What does it feel like to have kidney deficiency

When I got out of bed, I seriously considered drinking some kidney-tonifying soup, otherwise, I wouldn't make it to the seventh day.

My entire lower back ached unbearably. It was an indescribable mix of soreness, numbness, tightness, and pain that felt like it was taking my life. My abdomen burned with intense heat, and every bone in my body seemed to be protesting.

These days, he left quite a lot of things inside me... I... Should I take some medicine just in case

My thoughts were racing. I glanced at my phone time, gave myself a quick wash, and rushed out the door.

I just started college this year, and today is the first day of school. If I'm late on my first day, my homeroom teacher will definitely take the opportunity to make things difficult for me.

Our homeroom teacher is a graduate student who is currently working. He seems to be the nephew of some school leader. It's common for graduate students to work as advisors for undergraduates at our university.

Since the freshman orientation, after I participated in the class fashion show, he always finds an excuse to pick on me, calling me to the teacher's office for no reason and asking if I'm interested in being a class officer.

I've always been careful to keep my distance from him, but today I really couldn't run anymore. When I rushed to the classroom, I was still late.

The homeroom teacher smiled and said to the whole class, "I'm very open-minded. Those who are late, leave early, skip classes, or fail courses, all do hard labor for me... Mu Xiaqiao, come to my office later."

My classmates teased him, so I lowered my head and sat down next to Song Wei.

Song Wei glared at the homeroom teacher and whispered, "That snake-like person, his mind is so transparent! You get what you deserve for having a big chest, big butt, and tiny waist in between! Just be careful yourself!"

The meeting ended soon, Song Wei was going to accompany me to the office to work, but she was called away by the student union members at the last minute. In the end, I went alone.

The office was only occupied by him, all the other teachers hadn't returned yet. He finished the meeting so early, could there be something else going on

He asked me to sit in front of his computer and organize the student directory, then he kept leaning close to me, bending over occasionally.

I'm no longer an innocent girl. Two years ago, that jerk taught me about the relationship between men and women.

I stood up and said, “It seems like you’re not going to let me focus on my work, teacher. I’m leaving now, find someone else.”

He suddenly grabbed my arm, a wicked smile spreading across his face. "Mu Xia Qiao, I've been watching you for a long time. I thought you were some kind of pure girl. Look at all the marks on your body, how intense things must have been last night"

He reached out and yanked me T-shirt up to my shoulder.

There were purplish bruises on her collarbone, chest, and even the upper edge of her breasts.

That wasn't a hickey, it was the faint red marks and bruises he left from gripping me too hard.

"Looking at you like that! Big chest, curvy hips, you're obviously a slut! Is this some ** stuff Pretty intense!" His breathing was a little ragged, and he leaned in close —et out a few dry laughs: “In this mundane world, money can make ghosts grind their wheels. He’s a rich man, but he fell prey to lust, just as I planned… I sent someone to seduce his young, vain and re...