One night, I had a strange dream. When I woke up, I realized that I got a ghost marriage. My ghost husband is not only handsome unparalleled, but also overbearing and cheeky. He forced me to slept with him and entangled in me every day. I would rather die than follow him. I escaped many times and finally angered my ghost husband to divorce me. "What are you doing? We are divorced!" "Divorce? It's okay, dear wife, we can get married again."
"Dear wife, let's make love."
The man in front of her wore a red wedding robe. He was slender, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His skin was white. Every facial feature on his face was like refined crafts. They were perfect and flawless.
In the face of such a handsome man, I still felt scared.
Where is this place?
Why does it look like a wedding ceremony set in ancient times?
What was he talking about?
I don't know him at all!
I was so scared that I wanted to retreat, but my body seemed to be constrained by an invisible force, and I couldn't move at all.
At this moment, the handsome man in the cheongsam curled the corners of his mouth.
"Alright, let's not waste time, honey. A moment of a spring night is worth a thousand pounds of gold. Let's not waste it."
His whole body was as cold as if he was in an igloo.
In a daze, she heard the unpleasant words of the handsome man.
"Is the Rong family joking with me? How could they have brought me such a little girl?"
I didn't have time to think about the meaning of his words, and my lips suddenly felt cold.
A chilly feeling suddenly intruded into my lips and teeth.
The cold thing was very flexible, it gently scratched the tip of my tongue. Although I was asleep, I couldn't stand the flirtation, so I slightly trembled.
It was as if my reaction amused him, and I heard a chuckle in my ear.
"You're really sensitive."
Suddenly, I felt a chill on my waist.
It felt like a hand.
I wanted to struggle, but I couldn't move.
The hand wandered around me unscrupulously and pulled off my nightdress...
I did not know how long it took, but in the end, it still ended.
I was out of breath, and I felt a cold kiss on my lips, and a low voice sounded again.
"After I'm done with the Rong family, I'll come to deal with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the coldness on my body disappeared.
I screamed and jumped out of bed.
The white light was on, which was eye-catching. And all I saw was my dorm.
"Chelsea, what's wrong with you?"
There was a familiar voice of concern in my ear. I turned my head and saw my roommate Hannah Luo looking at me with a worried face.
I was stunned for a few seconds before I came to my senses.
It turned out to be a dream...
Not only did I dream about marrying such a handsome man, but also doing such explicit things with him?
Chelsea, Chelsea, have you gone mad thinking about guys?!
I pinched myself hard, raised my head and smiled at Hannah. "I'm fine. It's just a nightmare."
I got out of bed and was about to wash up. Just as I stood up, I lost my balance and fell to the ground.
There was a sharp pain between my legs.
I was shocked.
Wasn't it just a dream? Why did it hurt in reality even though i had only dreamed about it??
How could it be possible?
I gritted my teeth and was about to do my bed. But as soon as I lifted off the quilt, I was stunned.
There was red blood stained on my sky-blue sheets.
"Is your period here?" Hannah asked casually when she saw the bloodstain.
I was stunned and did not answer.
"My period ended a few days ago. How did it suddenly come back?"
And the pain between my legs...
Hannah pushed me and said, "Chelsea, why are you still in a daze? You should hurry up. It's the witch's class later. If we're late, our points will be deducted."
I suddenly came back to my senses.
I rushed to the toilet, tidied myself up, and ran to campus with my schoolbag with Hannah beside me.
The campus was full of people.
Everyone seemed to be watching something, and the door was blocked by people.
"Chelsea! Boss Luo!"
Our other roommate, Sharmaine Zhou, was trying to squeeze out of the crowd to wave at us.
"Sharmaine, what happened here?"
Sharmaine cried out loud.
"Seline... Seline committed suicide by jumping off a building!"
There was a loud bang in my mind, and everything went blank.
Hannah and I tried our best to squeeze our way through the crowd.
There was a pool of blood in the ground on the front gates of the campus, and a female corpse was lying in the pool of blood.
She wore a white dress and had a delicate and pretty face that could be barely recognized.
My face turned pale.
It was really Seline Zou, another girl from our dormitory.
Seline had died a tragic death.
All her bones were broken and she laid limp on the ground. She was very distorted and even one of her eyeballs had fallen out.
After a muddle-headed lecture, Hannah and Sharmaine were scared and were planning to go home.
"Chelsea, don't you want to go back?" Sharmaine couldn't help asking when she saw me sitting motionlessly on the bed.
I shook my head.
"You're so brave." She sighed with emotion.
I smiled bitterly.
"I'm not bold. I just don't want to go home."
Hannah was closer to me and knew that I was in trouble. She said, "Don't worry, I'll only go back for one night. I'll be back tomorrow."
At night, I was lying in bed alone, tossing and turning.
While I was in a daze, there was a knock on the door—
Thump! Thump! Thump!
I suddenly trembled and got up from the bed.
Who would knock on my door at midnight?
Could it be that I'm hallucinating?
Thump! Thump! Thump!
At this time, there was another knock on the door.
This time, I was sure that it was not my illusion.
"Who's out there?" I asked in a trembling voice. I barely had the courage to speak.
There was a moment of silence outside.
Then, a familiar voice sounded.
"Chelsea, it's me, Seline."
I felt a chill rising from the soles of my feet to the top of my head.
"Stop joking. It's not funny." I tried to stop my voice from trembling. "Who the hell are you?"
There was another silence outside the door.
Then, the voice rang again.
"Hey, Chelsea, it seems that you didn't lock the door. Then I'll come in."
I felt as if I had fallen into an igloo, and my whole body was cold.
It seems like I really forgot to lock the door...
Before I could hate my carelessness, the door opened with a click.
Outside the window, in the moonlight, in the darkness, a woman in white with blood all over her body was standing outside our dormitory.
It really was Seline!
Seline looked exactly the same as the body I saw in the daytime. The only difference was that there were no feet under her white dress, and her body was a little hazy under the moonlight.
She was not human.
It was a ghost.
Seline didn't seem to notice my panic. She just walked to a seat beside me and sat down, tidying up the table.
She seemed normal, like how she had always been when she was in the dormitory.
I was lying stiffly on the bed, trembling.
Seline finally noticed my abnormal behavior and turned her head to look at me.
Her face was really bloody, and an eyeball fell out of her eye socket. It was hanging around bloodily, which looked terrible beyond words.
But she seemed to be completely unaware of her own appearance. She said to me, "Chelsea, why are you looking at me like this? Is it my appearance?"
I almost blurted out, "Yes", but I managed to hold it in.
In ghost stories, when people died, their souls would not realize that they had died, and they would continue to live their lives normally.
Seline seemed to be like this.
But what puzzled me was that Seline jumped off the building to commit suicide, didn't she? How would the person who committed suicide not realize that they were dead?
Just as I was about to let my imagination run wild, Seline spoke again.
"Where are Sharmaine and Boss Luo? Why are they not in the dormitory?"
Looking at Seline's bloody face, I forced myself to calm down and said, "They have something to do today."
I remembered that in ghost stories when these kinds of ghosts realize they were dead, they would go crazy and do crazy things if they were reminded of their death all of a sudden.
I dare not take this risk.
"Oh," Seline replied and began to sort out tomorrow's schoolbag.
Shuddering, I got up from the bed and walked out of the door.
Although Seline's ghost was not dangerous for the time being, she was like a time bomb. I didn't want to be alone with her in the room.
I walked quickly and wanted to go out. I didn't want to go too fast, and I accidentally bumped into Seline's table.
There was a small mirror on her table, and it fell to the ground.
"Chelsea, why are you so careless?" Seline complained, then she lowered her body and picked up the mirror.
I suddenly realized something was wrong and reached out to grab it.
I was still a step too late.
Seline had picked up the mirror herself.
The moment she picked up the mirror, her bloody face was reflected in the mirror.
The next second, I saw Seline's twisted body freeze.
"Crap!" I thought in my heart.
I grabbed the doorknob in panic and wanted to rush out, but Seline suddenly stood up and grabbed my arm.
Her hand was so cold that I shivered in cold. I wanted to break free, but her ferocious face suddenly rushed towards me.
The smell of blood was disgusting.
"Chelsea! What happened to me? How did I become like this?"
Seline roared at me like a madman, and her hands quickly grabbed my neck.
Seline, who had turned into a ghost, had shockingly strong strength. I was clutched by her and my face turned pale. I struggled desperately, but I still couldn't get rid of her.
Just as I was about to faint, a cold wind suddenly blew behind me.
I was free from her grasp. Before I could react, I fell backward and fell into the arms of someone cold.
"Wife, I have arrived in time to save you." A cold and pleasant voice sounded in my ear.
I held my breath and turned my head.
There was a man standing behind me.
His long hair was as black as ink and he wore a black robe with dark lines. He was much taller than me. I looked up and saw his pale face and handsome facial features that would make anyone hold their breath. His black eyes were as deep as a cold pool. He stared straight at me as if he wanted to see through all of me.
A tumultuous wave of shock rose in my heart.
Who was this man?
Why did he suddenly appear in my dormitory?
And why... why do I feel that he looks familiar?
I stared at the man, trying hard to search my memories, but the man stopped looking at me. He just looked at Seline in front of me with a cold look in his black eyes.
A clean and neat word came out of his thin lips, and a chill came to his face. Suddenly, Seline gave out a strange cry and rushed out of the dormitory in a panic.
Suddenly, in the empty dormitory, there was only the man in ancient clothing left behind with me.
Seeing that I was still staring at him, the man slightly lowered his eyes and slightly raised his thin lips. The cold look on his face was somewhat playful.
"Wife, you've been staring for so long. Are you satisfied with your husband's appearance?"
My body could not help but shake.
What the hell!
Only then did I realize that I was still in the man's arms.
I quickly broke away from him, took a few steps back, and looked at him warily.
At first glance, I was shaking all over.
Under the light of the lamp, I saw that the man's body was somewhat transparent.
Like Seline was!
Recalling the cold touch just now, I realized a horrible reality.
This man was also a ghost.
I took small steps backward and warily asked, "Who are you?"
The male ghost looked at me with a playful look. When he heard my question, his handsome face suddenly turned cold.
The next second, he approached me and reached out to pinch my chin.
"Chelsea, you don't even know your husband?" The male ghost's voice was low and sweet, but it was as cold as ice, without any temperature.
I was so scared that I broke out a cold sweat.
"You... you've mistaken me for someone else! I don't have any husband!"
I struggled, and I was forced to step back, and finally fell on the bed.
I wanted to stand up, but I didn't expect that the male ghost directly bent down and trapped me on the bed with his slender arms.
His handsome face was right in front of my eyes.
"The wrong person?" The male ghost's face was full of mockery. "Then who was the person who married me yesterday and made love to me?"
"What are you talking about..." I was so ashamed and angry that I wanted to refute, but I was suddenly stopped before I could finish my words.
A red scene appeared in his mind, as well as some ambiguous and cold feelings.
There was a loud bang in my head.
"Last night... that wasn't a dream... that, that was real?" I blurted out with my eyes wide open.
The corners of the male ghost's mouth curved as he coldly said, "So you're not so stupid after all."
I felt as if I had been struck by lightning, and my face was pale.
This morning, I should have known that the blood and pain on the bed were real...
But I was still lying to myself. I didn't want to face reality...
Seeing me lose my wits, the male ghost frowned his sword-shaped eyebrows. He pinched my chin again and forced me to look at him.
"What's that expression on your face, Chelsea? Are you unhappy about marrying me?" He said coldly, his cold aura landing on my face.
I married a ghost and my virginity was forcibly taken away. What's there to be happy about?
The memory of last night surged over, clear and shameful, and I suppressed my original fear of the male ghost.
"What do you think? Do you think I'll be happy if I was raped by a male ghost?" I said sarcastically in a cold voice.
I don't know whether if my words were too harsh or not, but the male ghost's eyes were full of anger.
"Rape? Little girl, did you know, it doesn't matter whether i'm dead or alive, how many women and ghosts are eager to marry me?" The male ghost's tone was full of anger, and the arrogance in his eyes was overwhelming.
"Then why don't you ask them to marry you? You force a woman who's not interested in you, who do you think you are..."
I heard the sound of my bra clasp opening.
Then, I was engulfed by the cold aura of the male ghost.
I tried my best to resist, but how could I fight against a male ghost?
He said coldly in a low voice, "Listen to me, Chelsea. You were the gift they gave me. The ghost marriage has been decided. You cannot escape."
Who sent a male ghost to me?
When the sky finally lit up, I could barely keep myself awake, and finally fainted.
At the last moment before I lost consciousness, I felt the male ghost whispered in my ear, "Chelsea, remember, your husband's name is Quentin Rong."