Chapter Fifty-One Quarrel

  I didn't think it was necessary to ask him any more questions, but I listened to what he said and hung the bottle around my neck. Now that Ji Lian has spoken plainly, in fact, he is just a ghost, occupying someone else's body, so now he is like a living person, but after all, he is still a ghost, always with some differences, some things we can't do, for him, it might be very convenient.

  I know this bottle must have some connection with him. He told me to knock when I encounter something, and I think it's definitely because I knocked on the bottle that he can feel it and come to rescue me.

  Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little sweet, such a connection is something that ordinary lovers can never have - a truly special kind of romance.

  Unconsciously, I had already arrived at the bottom of my apartment building. I raised my head to take a look, and the lights on our floor were still on, it was clear that Sun Wen was waiting for me.

  Still have to face it eventually, no matter how afraid you are.

  Ji Lian leaned over from his seat and gently wrapped his arms around me, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, nothing's wrong."

  At this moment, I felt at ease immediately.

  When I arrived home, I took out the key and was about to open the door when Sun Wen came over and opened it for me.

  I was slightly surprised, had he been standing by the window all along, watching me and Jilan return from outside?

  Seeing my surprise, he smiled and explained, "I figured you should be back, so I've been waiting at the door. As soon as I heard the sound of your key, I came to open the door for you. Come on in."

  Although he seemed calm, I was too, but I could tell that he was still a bit nervous. After all, he had just been transporting a corpse and now had to face his wife who wanted a divorce. I think his heart must have been very conflicted and painful.

  In just an instant, I felt really sorry for him again, and couldn't help but soften my tone, "You don't have to wait for me."

  He hastily walked into the kitchen, took out a purple sand pot, and brought over a bowl. He scooped out a bowl of thick chicken soup from it, "Liang Pei, you need to nourish your body."

  I'm not hungry.

  "You're not hungry but you have to eat. Your mother is not here, only I can take care of you now. It's okay if the child is gone, we'll have another one later."

  "Sun Wen!" I finally raised my voice, "Don't mention this again, we can't continue like this."

  Sun Wen held the soup, awkwardly standing by the table, neither willing to put the soup back nor force it on me. He looked very embarrassed, and my heart felt a little pity for him. However, I knew that a short pain is better than a long one, and the principle of cutting through the tangled mess with a sharp knife. So, I steeled myself and said, "Put down the bowl, let's have a good talk."

  Sun Wen raised his eyes and looked at me for a moment without speaking, finally slamming the bowl of soup in his hand fiercely to my feet!

  The scalding soup splashed all over my legs, which were clad in a short skirt. In an instant, a row of blisters burst forth, and the stinging sensation turned into numbness in no time.

  I reflexively jumped up, but lost my slippers and stepped on the shards with my bare feet, which were wearing stockings. A hole was immediately torn in them. I couldn't stand anymore and fell directly to the ground, with my hands supporting me, and got pierced by other shards again.

  In just one second, I was covered in injuries and bloodstains all over my body!

  Sun Wen probably didn't think that his impulsive action could cause me such great harm, and he suddenly panicked, immediately walking to my side and stretching out his hand to pull me up.