The Spirit World

Chapter 902 Demonic Disaster (2)
When that blue light shone on her, it was like an ordinary ray of sunlight, with a warm and slight burning sensation, which did not attract her attention. It was not until she was completely destroyed by this invisible blue light that she realized that she would watch herself being tortured to death with her own eyes.

——"Genesis: Sun and Moon in the Same Sky"

what……

She accidentally felt her nose itchy, and near her sinuses, it started to itch subtly...

She touched it with her hand, but it was unexpectedly hot...

I had a nosebleed...

She was a little surprised... Did she eat something that made her sore? Strange...

The moment her brain realized that she was having a nosebleed, she could feel hot red liquid flowing out of her nostrils from her philtrum.

She sniffed her nose as usual, but instead of feeling comfortable as usual, she felt a stinging pain inside her nose. Her nasal cavity hurt so much that she almost cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" A colleague in another cubicle raised his head, looked in her direction, facing the white and messy white wall, and asked her about her condition in an empty voice.

"No... I have a nosebleed... It's okay, it might be because of the hot pot I ate yesterday. I was too angry..." She smiled and opened her drawer and pulled out a clean tissue.

"Eating hot pot? You're living a good life... Someday, I'll take you to a good hot pot restaurant. The shabu-shabu mutton there is really delicious!"

My colleague smacked his lips, thinking that the hotpot restaurant he recommended was really good.

"Really? I actually ate at Beef Pot. My boyfriend came to see me and I was craving for food...haha, so I went there for a meal." She was laughing, and she must have been extremely happy.

"Hey! Your boyfriend is here?"

The supervisor had leaned next to her with a cup of tea in his hand, glancing at her computer screen, then lowered his eyes to look at her slightly shiny necklace.

"Did you send it yesterday?"

"What?" She sat up straight and quickly put the paper into the trash can. The bloody paper sank into the trash can and slowly touched the discarded copy.

"A necklace..."

The supervisor glanced at her silent colleague, who was typing away at the keyboard. She felt a suffocating sensation coming over her, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose. She pulled the corners of her mouth together and looked at her chest with a smile.

That necklace was indeed a gift from my boyfriend...

But it shouldn’t be…

"This... I've always had it..." She touched her philtrum again, and the burning sensation was replaced by a cool feeling on her back. Would her supervisor make things difficult for her if he knew she had a boyfriend?

Just like the little friend who has already resigned.

“Come on…” The supervisor took a sip of tea and pulled himself away from the gap between the two compartments like glue. He made a sound, took another sip of tea comfortably and stretched.

"Remember to give me the file in the evening. I still need to sort it out..."

"it is good!"

She watched her supervisor's shiny leather shoes walk away little by little before she closed her drawer, raised her head, and stuffed the crumpled paper into her nostrils.

She tilted her head back and typed on the keyboard, piling up word after word on the white paper.

"I'll remember about eating hotpot..."

The colleague then said something, as if making a promise that she could only reply, causing her to hum an "oh" from her throat.

The clouds outside the window were floating and turning from white to red. She stretched herself and touched her neck. The stinging pain in her nostrils disappeared. She touched her philtrum again and the bleeding had stopped a little...

She fixed her appearance in front of a small mirror and put her things into her bag.

She stood up, feeling dizzy, and subconsciously pressed her head. Her colleague had already left, and she watched other colleagues pass by her one by one, casting doubtful glances at her.

She narrowed her eyes suddenly, a feeling of dizziness swayed in her head, and her nose bleed quickly again. She tilted her head upwards suddenly again. This almost subconscious action almost cost her life.

Because she actually felt her arm tremble without her knowing, and there was a surprising sound of bone cracking, and she could only scream out in pain.

Her colleagues looked at her in surprise, not knowing what was going on. It was as if they were looking at a monster who had discovered something had happened. They frowned, lowered their heads, and looked at her chest.

“Ah… it hurts…”

She rubbed her waist and felt an extreme stuffiness in her chest, which made her feel nauseous and retched.

She immediately covered her mouth and sat down quickly.

She opened her eyes wide, looking at her desk in disbelief. She wasn't looking at anything, but just empty space. She was extremely shocked, calculating in her mind the days when she and her boyfriend had been intimate.

One month, two months, three months...

No way……

Her blood rushed to her head excitedly, and with it a look of fear in her eyes, she suddenly felt no pain at all, and her nosebleed seemed to have stopped. She felt, felt her chest tightness, felt her retching that she could still control...

Touching my belly, feeling the new life that may or may not come...

can you?

She sat quietly for a while, her mind full of thoughts, her body no longer feeling uncomfortable, and she slowly watched the street lights grow brighter… Under the office lights, it flickered, illuminating and lighting up the dark area.

It's not darkness, because the sun has just set. What we need is light, not brightness.

No one knew what she was thinking. They could only guess that she might have thought about her upcoming life, that is, she thought about the future she would face, or she might have thought about the past, her parents, her boyfriend, and those people she might have liked. Even if they didn't end up together, she still went through them in her mind. It was not until she stood up that these thoughts were covered by the feeling of hunger.

She touched the table and her feet seemed to stiffen out of control. She wanted to press the elevator button, but she knew it was far away. However, she didn't know why she couldn't reach it. She tried several times before she succeeded.

She felt tired, and because she was really tired, that was why she felt tired...right?
She blinked and her right eyelid drooped. She opened her eyes, but it seemed that she could not open them completely. She could only half cover them, hiding her beautiful big eyes.

She sniffed.

Quietly, waiting for the bus.

Quietly, return home.

The retching and chest tightness did not come back again.

Maybe it will come the next day, but it didn’t come today.

She saw her boyfriend happily cooking a meal for her. The meal made by this stupid guy who couldn't do it very well must have been terrible.

But she was too tired...

The rustling sound of tinnitus covered up the concern of my boyfriend, and it was silent without leaving any trace...

I can only walk slowly... to the bedroom.

Lying in bed, thinking of nothing...

Maybe a good night's sleep will make you feel better...

Waiting for tomorrow to come...

(End of this chapter)