Chapter 135: A Dark Mass in the Room

"Ask Liu Haibo, whose house is this?"

Looking at such a gentle and lovely bride, yet hearing her speak in such a venomous tone, Zhou Yue could not help but shiver!

"Xiaohui, who is here?" Just at this moment, a familiar voice drifted out from the bedroom.

Zhou Yue shuddered, looking with disbelief at the man walking out of the bedroom!

A white shirt, black trousers, polished leather shoes, and a groom's boutonniere pinned to his chest!

"Lin Dazhi? You... how could you be here?" Seeing Lin Dazhi, Zhou Yue was given a huge fright.

"Why am I here? Naturally, to consummate the marriage with Xiaohui," Lin Dazhi said with a smile, then naturally put his arm around the bride's slender waist.

Zhou Yue saw that, following Lin Dazhi's action, the resentment on the face of the woman wearing the bright red wedding dress vanished, replaced by a touch of tenderness and shyness.

She was much shorter than Lin Dazhi, her head barely reaching his chest, yet this bird-like, dependent feeling created a huge, intense contrast, possessing a heart-stopping beauty!

But at this moment, a surge of intense anger and jealousy rushed to Zhou Yue's head, causing her to lose her reason instantly!

"Lin Dazhi, don't go too far! I could tolerate you fooling around with my best friend, fooling around with Zhang Xiaoli, but who is this woman? You are hugging and holding her right in front of me, and you're even wearing a groom's outfit—do you have no shame?" Zhou Yue shrieked.

"Hahahaha, Zhou Yue, look at what you're saying. Aren't you married to Liu Haibo now? My wife marries Liu Haibo, and I marry Liu Haibo's wife—how wonderful, how fair," Lin Dazhi laughed loudly, his voice echoing through the house!

"What? She is Liu Haibo's wife? Didn't she die?" Hearing Lin Dazhi's words, Zhou Yue immediately shuddered in fear.

Looking at the woman called Xiaohui again, she suddenly felt a sense of eeriness.

The latter met her gaze, and a chill flashed through it. The next moment, she bared her teeth in a smile, a smile that revealed an incomparably bizarre feeling!

"Ah—a ghost!" Seeing this, Zhou Yue screamed in terror!

The next moment, she saw the woman, dressed in the bright red wedding gown, walking toward her with a graceful, swaying gait, the smile on her face becoming increasingly bizarre and terrifying!

Zhou Yue was scared to death; she desperately wanted to bolt for the door, but she discovered with horror that she could not move a single inch!

She watched helplessly as the woman walked up to her, staring at her with a pair of pale, white eyes.

"Don't worry, you bitch, I won't do anything to you. After all, the one you wronged is my Male God; if anyone is to deal with you, it should be him doing it personally. I came this time to take this old bastard away!"

After Li Hui finished speaking, she slowly turned her head to look at Liu Haibo, who was already scared witless.

"Lao Liu, the taste of being in the police station these past two days hasn't been pleasant, has it? Don't worry, you won't have to suffer this anymore very soon," Li Hui looked at Liu Haibo and suddenly said with a "gentle" smile.

"Li Hui! You... you... what are you trying to do?" Liu Haibo asked in terror.

"I just told the girl, I'm here to take you away. You don't know how bitterly I've been waiting for you down below all this time," Li Hui said with a smile.

"No, no! Li Hui, your death has nothing to do with me, don't come looking for me!" Liu Haibo shouted in fear, watching as Li Hui walked toward him step by step, yet his whole body felt as if it had been hit by a freezing spell, unable to move at all!

"Come on, Lao Liu. Before we leave, I want you to watch one more time how the Male God and I consummate our marriage on our wedding bed! Don't you like playing this kind of game? Don't worry, the debt you owe, I will repay it for you!" Li Hui said with a "gentle" smile, then slowly beckoned with her hand.

The next moment, Liu Haibo's body was uncontrollably pulled by her hand, following her into the master bedroom!

"Lao Liu! Lao Liu!" Seeing this, Zhou Yue screamed loudly!

Lin Dazhi had arrived in front of her at some point, smiling as he said, "Stop calling him. I said he would be dead in a couple of days, I just didn't expect Li Hui to be so impatient. Don't be afraid; I said I wanted his life, and if you and your Zhou Family don't come to provoke me again in the future, I won't lay a hand on you."

After saying this, Lin Dazhi turned and entered the master bedroom as well.

In the festive living room, only Zhou Yue was left.

She suddenly noticed the wedding photo displayed next to the TV wall; she didn't know when, but the people inside had changed—it was no longer her and Liu Haibo, but had become Liu Haibo and that woman!

At this moment, Zhou Yue felt a chill run through her entire body!

On the other side, in the master bedroom, Lin Dazhi gently held Li Hui's waist, the latter wearing a look of sweetness—where was there any trace of the horror from just a moment ago?

"Let me correct you: you aren't repaying the debt for Liu Haibo right now, understand?" Lin Dazhi gently pinched the woman's exquisite, delicate nose and said with a look of doting affection.

"Dazhi, do you love me?" Li Hui tilted her soft, beautiful face and asked gently.

"I do. I told you last time, I'm helping you not just because of hatred. You are so beautiful and your heart is so kind, how could I not love you?" Lin Dazhi said gently, then lowered his head to kiss her lips.

"Lin Dazhi, you motherfucker, let go of me! Touch my wife again and I'll kill you!" Seeing this, Liu Haibo once again flew into a rage of impotence.

But he could do nothing; he could only stand there, watching helplessly as the two of them were intimate and entangled on that big bed.

And no matter how he shouted or cursed, the two of them seemed completely unable to hear him, as if he were a completely transparent existence!

Suddenly, he realized that this must be a dream!

He was currently at the police station, how could he possibly appear at home? Li Hui had also been dead for so many years, how could she be alive right before his eyes, doing that kind of thing with Lin Dazhi?

This is a dream, a nightmare just like last time. Damn it, how could he be having a dream like this? He had to wake up immediately!

This damned Lin Dazhi—in reality, he was being suppressed by him, and in a dream, he was still being subjected to such humiliation; how could he endure this?

Wake up, damn it, wake up for me!

Suddenly, the two people on the bed quieted down.

He watched helplessly as Li Hui nimbly broke free from Lin Dazhi's embrace and stood up.

She had changed into a white dress at some point, and paired with her shoulder-length hair, she looked like a lotus flower rising from the water, incomparably soft, beautiful, and radiant.

"Dazhi, I'm about to leave. I want to sing one last song; can you play the guitar for me?" Li Hui turned her head and said to Lin Dazhi with a smile.

Lin Dazhi nodded, stood up, took a guitar from the head of the bed, and gently played a series of quiet melodies.

The melody seemed to have a power to soothe the soul, making the frantic Liu Haibo instantly quiet down, staring blankly at the scene before him.

And beside him, Zhou Yue had entered at some point and was standing by his side, staring blankly at this scene.

The clean, arpeggiated melody of the guitar fell to the ground like raindrops, and also seemed like Li Hui's tears.

"In a room, a dark mass, high and low, humming and murmuring. Two souls breathing heavily, dust and smoke rising everywhere..."