When Fang Xiu awoke again, he had lost his mind. The horrific experience of his last death had completely obliterated his composure.
The pain was simply too much.
"Ah! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
Fang Xiu cursed like a madman.
"Honey, it's time for breakfast."
His wife walked in with a faint smile.
"Fuck you!"
"I'm going to fucking kill you!"
"Can you see me?"
"I'm going to fucking kill you!"
Fang Xiu charged at his wife, like a sheep charging a tiger.
The result, as expected, was another death, and a horrible one.
.....
The fourth time.
After experiencing a desperate situation, Fang Xiu calmed down. This time, he chose to close his eyes.
Since it was so hard to ignore it, he might as well just close his eyes.
Perhaps because he had died so many times, he felt less fearful than before. He felt the fearlessness of a brave man again after eighteen years.
"Honey, it's time for breakfast."
Fang Xiu ignored him, keeping his eyes closed, as if still asleep. "Honey, aren't you awake yet? The sun's shining on your butt!" his wife's voice echoed in his ears.
Fang Xiu could easily imagine a beautiful, gentle woman in a white nightgown squatting beside the bed, gazing at his profile with a doting expression.
She might even be holding her smooth, white chin with one hand, her head slightly tilted, a hint of resignation on her delicate face.
"Honey, are you still going to have breakfast?"
Fang Xiu remained unmoved, for he knew full well that breakfast wasn't just for himself; it was about eating himself as breakfast.
He had already made up his mind, even if the sky fell.
Every time he woke up, he was bitten to death. This kind of morning bite was too much for him.
The wife tried a few more times, but seeing that Fang Xiu was still sound asleep, she fell silent.
Is she gone?
Damn it, bitch, how could she walk without making any noise?
Fang Xiu didn't dare open his eyes to see. He decided to wait.
The room was completely silent, so quiet that Fang Xiu could only hear his own breathing and the beating of his heart. He suddenly realized something. Logically, if his wife wanted to wake him, she should have nudged him instead of constantly whispering in his ear. Why didn't she make physical contact?
Could it be that... she couldn't make physical contact until he was sure he could see her? Why was that?
Fang Xiu now understood more and more the meaning of the phrase, "Never let them know you can see."
In the rare silence, Fang Xiu didn't sit idle. He began to think.
What exactly are they?
Who wrote the bloody words on the ceiling?
Why did they mysteriously disappear after he saw them?
Why was he able to replay his death repeatedly?
There was too little information to make any inferences.
He tried to fully absorb the memories of the body's previous owner, hoping to gain some clues.
An hour passed.
This was the longest Fang Xiu had ever survived. He had sorted through his memories and understood what kind of world this was. It wasn't much different from his previous life. Both were set in modern cities, and people lived normal lives. The only difference was that this world seemed to harbor more bizarre and bizarre stories. While they were all based on myths, the number was clearly off.
Could it be... my wife is a ghost!?
At this point, Fang Xiu felt the urge to open his eyes. It wasn't that he lacked patience, but rather that he was afraid of wetting the bed.
It's common knowledge that you need to pee after getting up.
As an adult, wetting the bed is a truly shameful thing, second only to pooping in public.
And since there had been no movement for so long, his wife might have passed away. But out of caution, Fang Xiu held it in for another hour.
Unable to hold it any longer, he decided to get up.
You can't let a living person die from holding their urine.
Fang Xiu was about to open his eyes, but he still had concerns. Frequently watching horror movies, he was terrified that if he did, he'd find a beautiful face staring back at him.
Face-to-face.
This kind of scene often appears in horror films. His bladder was nearly full, and Fang Xiu tentatively opened his eyes a fraction. His vision was blurry, obscured by thick eyelashes, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
But it was enough to see if there was anything obstructing his view.
No!
There seemed to be nothing in front of him, only the white ceiling through his eyelashes.
Fang Xiu, delighted, slowly opened his eyes.
Whew!
He breathed a sigh of relief.
The first step had succeeded; the most terrifying scene hadn't occurred.
So he tilted his head, trying to see if his wife was by the bed.
And she wasn't!
The bedside was empty.
Growing bolder, he slowly sat up, even stretching to conceal himself.
Pretending to loosen his stiff neck, he half-closed his eyes and glanced around.
The entire bedroom was empty!
Great! She's finally gone!
But he couldn't let his guard down; his wife might be out there. Going to the bathroom now would most likely lead to running into them. Fang Xiu wasn't stupid; he had no intention of leaving the bedroom.
Looking at countless horror movies, who hasn't died in the bathroom despite knowing something's going on?
He planned to relieve himself right there, peeing directly in the bedroom trash can.
Wetting the bed was unbearable, and peeing in the trash can was the worst.
Just as he slowly stood up, his feet just touching the floor,
that gentle, nightmarish female voice suddenly rang out from behind him.
"Honey, you're awake!"
Fang Xiu's scalp instantly exploded, his hair standing on end.
Instinctively, as if struck by electricity, he turned around.
At first glance, his blood nearly froze, his breathing abruptly stopping.
On the pillow where he had just laid, nestled the face of a beautiful, fair woman! A gentle, watery smile graced her face, and she gazed lovingly at the terrified Fang Xiu.
It was his wife!
My wife seemed to have no physical form, lying on the bed as if submerged in water, only her face visible, her entire body covered by the bed.
"Holy crap!!!"
Fang Xiu was startled by this sudden and terrifying sight, practically jumping up and down.
He had been on high alert, fearing his wife would scare him, but he had never expected her to completely defy his will and actually be underneath him! ?
When?
Could it be that he had been lying in bed with my wife pinned down the entire time for two hours?
I had my wife pinned down for two hours!? As soon as this thought occurred to him, a wave of boundless fear crept through Fang Xiu's body.
"You can see me!"