Zhou Ze thought he must be seeing things. He'd just listened to a drunken man's ghost story about a dog, and the dim streetlights weren't helping. It was perfectly normal to misinterpret things.
Yes, that had to be it.
Zhou Ze wasn't the Zhang Tianshi of Longhu Mountain. He knew he still had a "soft spot" in him. He couldn't change himself; otherwise, he would have reached out and pinched that little loli during the day.
As for whether he would ultimately be choked to death by the little loli, or whether he would still be choked to death by the little loli,
that remained to be seen.
Since he couldn't change himself, he should at least try to minimize the impact of troublesome things. If he saw something, he should avoid it if he could, and cover his eyes if he could.
Anyway, that dog had been messing with that man for seven years; calculating the time,
it was almost time for the seven-year itch;
if that dog really wanted to harm someone, it would have done so long ago. Zhou Ze didn't care what it was going to do next.
A woman came to his shop, bought water and compensated for the book, paying readily; that was a positive connection, and that was enough.
However, Zhou Ze realized for the first time that there were indeed many unbelievable things in this world. Perhaps it was because he used to be a person, but now he was a ghost; different circles, and naturally a different perspective on the world.
"What's wrong?" Doctor Lin walked to the door at this time.
Zhou Ze smiled. "I'm very glad that I'm not like Spider-Man, without some inexplicably emerging elder or relative suddenly telling me:
With great power comes great responsibility."
Doctor Lin didn't understand what that meant, but she still said, "I should go back."
It was getting late, and she really should go back.
"Don't you want to sit for a while longer?"
"I might have to work tomorrow," Doctor Lin said, putting on her scarf.
"You can adjust the schedule," Zhou Ze said.
"It's not convenient."
"Unwilling?"
Doctor Lin frowned slightly. This was the first time she had sensed such an aggressive feeling from Zhou Ze, and she was a little at a loss.
"You're my wife," Zhou Ze said, looking into Doctor Lin's eyes very seriously.
Doctor Lin took a small step back. "Yesterday, you said..."
Yesterday, Zhou Ze had said that it was over, and they were both free.
"Yesterday was yesterday." Zhou Ze took half a step forward. "Before I sign the divorce agreement, I'm your husband, and you're my wife. So, I want you to stay and keep me company now!"
Zhou Ze's voice grew louder and louder.
Doctor Lin didn't speak, standing in place.
A nameless fire suddenly rose in Zhou Ze's heart,
and he reached out and pinched Doctor Lin's chin, making a very frivolous gesture to lift her chin.
Doctor Lin looked at him, her eyes clear and calm, especially her bright red lips, which were dazzling. She was very beautiful, really beautiful, with an extremely high degree of harmony between her delicate face and temperament, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
Zhou Ze lowered his head directly.
Doctor Lin raised her hand, seemingly preparing to slap the man in front of her, but halfway up, she slowly lowered it again.
Crystal tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.
"Why are you crying?"
Zhou Ze raised his head and looked at Lin Wanqiu.
"Do you think that if you cry, I'll feel guilty? Do you think that if you cry, I'll stop?
I'm telling you,
it's useless for you to cry today. You're my wife, and I'm your husband!
Look at your parents, what kind of things are they? Look at your sister, how she usually looks at me!
And look at you,
you're noble,
you're aloof,
you're a goddess,
you don't eat the food of the common world!
Even in the bedroom, you sleep in a separate bed from me!
You're married, you're a married woman, but you're still pretending to care about your chastity. Don't you even see if you're worthy of it!
I know, I'm just an idiot. In the eyes of your whole family, I'm just a loser and an idiot!"
Zhou Ze grabbed Doctor Lin's neck with one hand, pushed her to the counter, and then directly took off Doctor Lin's coat.
"Today, I'll teach you, tell you, what a wife should do!"
"Xu Le..." Doctor Lin didn't resist, she just looked at Zhou Ze coldly, "You... bastard..."
"Heh." Zhou Ze smiled, not caring at all, then took off his own coat and directly pressed Doctor Lin onto the counter.
But at this moment, Zhou Ze suddenly stopped his movements, and staggered back a few steps.
In front of him, Doctor Lin was lying on the counter, and Zhou Ze himself...
No,
how could it turn into this?
Doctor Lin was still lying on the counter, she was still staring, she was still not resisting.
She felt guilty towards Xu Le. She was a very independent and strong woman, but her social environment and the family education she had received since childhood made her very conflicted.
Her parents forced her to death, hoping for grandchildren as soon as possible, forcing her to agree to marry Xu Le. She insisted on her bottom line, and had other men in her heart, even though that man had died in a car accident half a year ago, even though that man might have forgotten her long ago, and might not even know that a woman like her had been secretly paying attention to him for several years after the end of her internship.
To describe it in the critical style commonly used in middle school textbooks: Lin Yisheng chose to succumb to feudal ethics in life, but was unwilling to continue living like this, and in her heart, there were still her own persistence and resistance.
This was also why, even though she was ten thousand times unwilling, Lin Wanqiu still did not resist, allowing Zhou Ze to do as he pleased just now;
She felt that she had no reason to resist. Zhou Ze was her husband, and she was clear about her behavior since marriage, that she was sorry for her husband and sorry for this marriage.
Did not accept, did not agree,
but did not resist.
"Put on your clothes, put your clothes on for me!"
Zhou Ze roared at Lin Wanqiu, who was still lying on the counter.
Lin Wanqiu was stunned for a moment, stood up straight, and looked at Zhou Ze in disbelief. Just now, she had resigned herself to fate.
"I haven't even had time to do anything to you yet, don't act like you've just been ra..., put on your clothes for me,
now,
immediately,
right away,
and then get out!"
Lin Yisheng silently put on her clothes, then adjusted the corners of her clothes in front of the mirror. She was expressionless. After everything was cleaned up, she poured a cup of hot water for Zhou Ze again and placed it on the counter. Then, without even looking at Zhou Ze, she walked directly out of the bookstore.
Zhou Ze slumped to the ground, feeling a little dazed and puzzled.
He didn't know why he stopped, and he didn't understand why he didn't continue.
Clearly...
But he didn't know why, he felt that something was wrong. It didn't seem like this was the feeling he wanted.
He was just about to,
and she agreed,
but that scene just now was completely different from what he wanted.
Zhou Ze staggered to his feet, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then spat out the hot water. The water was scalding hot, without any cold water added to neutralize it.
He dropped the cup, letting the water wet the ground. Zhou Ze looked around, recalling his actions just now, and recalling the words he had just said.
He clenched his fist, then released it again, but then quickly clenched it again.
He went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet of the sink, and directly put his head under the faucet to wash it.
He needed to calm down, he needed to calm down,
not only to calm himself, but also the group in his heart.
The cold water in winter was not something that ordinary people could withstand. Zhou Ze raised his head, only feeling a dizziness in his head.
He looked at the mirror in front of him,
and the mirror reflected his appearance.
Zhou Ze grabbed the edge of the sink tiles tightly with both hands, panting不停地, and then he slowly raised his head again, as if he was talking to himself, and said:
"It's you!
"It's you, you damn bastard, it's you, you loser!
You're influencing me, you're trying to control me,
you trash, scum, bastard!"
Zhou Ze cursed at himself in the mirror,
yes,
this wasn't him, his performance just now was too abnormal, that nameless fire, that unreasonable muddleheadedness, that inexplicable impulse,
was definitely not just as simple as being vigorous.
Just now, at that time,
there was a guy who he originally thought had gone to hell long ago, who was no longer in this world,
he influenced him.
He didn't leave,
he was still hiding beside him,
even,
he was hiding in his body!
He was cowardly, he was weak, he suffered all kinds of scorn during his lifetime, he didn't dare to resist, and he didn't have the courage to raise his head, but after his death, he curled up in a corner, thinking of using the hands of others to take revenge on his wife in the simplest and crudest way!
Borrowing the power of another person to take revenge on his wife.
"I used to sympathize with you a lot, and felt a little bit sorry for you." Zhou Ze murmured to himself, "Now I understand, there must be something hateful about pitiful people. You can only say that you deserved it for living your previous days like that!"
"Pa!"
Zhou Ze raised his fist and punched the mirror directly.
The mirror shattered,
and Zhou Ze's palm was also bleeding profusely, and blood began to drip into the sink.
On the broken lens,
Zhou Ze's face was still reflected,
no,
it was Xu Le's face.
Zhou Ze stood there without moving,
and the person in the mirror didn't move either,
but in the next moment,
a sinister gleam appeared in the eyes of the person in the mirror, and at the same time, he opened his mouth and said:
"Yo, you found out."