【Synopsis】
In her previous life, she loved a smooth-talking man
While the gentle and elegant male supporting character was always by her side
Later, she was killed by the man she loved and his mistress
Only then did she realize that she had been the mistress all along…
Afterward, she became a wandering ghost
She discovered that the gentle and elegant male supporting character was completely different from what she had imagined…
Hey, why are you digging up my coffin and kidnapping my corpse…
Hey, how can you stay with a dead person…
Hey, why are you making a wax figure of me…
“—Don’t take off my clothes!”
She screamed like this, and then she was reborn…
Content Tags: Time Fantasy, Fantasy Space
Search Keywords: Protagonist: An Qi, Yan Qing | Supporting Characters: Chen Yan, Mu Rou, Others… | Others: Rebirth, Sick Young Master, Well, What else can I write
Chapter One
When An Qi woke up, she found herself floating in mid-air… in front of her was her good friend—Yan Qing.
In her impression, although Yan Qing’s name sounded serious, he was surprisingly a gentle and elegant man.
At the moment, Yan Qing was wearing a black suit, standing straight and upright. His usually meticulously combed, soft hair was now slightly disheveled.
Yan Qing… probably had a mild cleanliness obsession…
She felt he shouldn’t be the kind of person who would let his hair become this messy and not care at all…
“Yan Qing?”
An Qi tilted her head, floating to his side, and called out softly, but he showed no reaction at all.
An Qi’s eyes widened slightly because from this angle, she could clearly see Yan Qing’s expression… The person before her had completely lost his usual gentle demeanor. Instead, the black eyes hidden behind his glasses were tinged with a madness she had never seen before.
“An Qi… don’t worry… I…”
Yan Qing’s words were trembling, and An Qi couldn’t make out the rest, but following his gaze, she was stunned again…
The name on the tombstone in the distance… seemed to be An Qi too…
How coincidental…
An Qi’s gaze drifted to the smiling girl in the black and white photo… It couldn’t be that she looked exactly the same, right…
“Qi, rest assured, I will guard the empire you built.”
Standing in front of the tombstone were two people: Chen Yan, the man An Qi loved most in her lifetime; and Mu Rou, her best girlfriend.
Why…
Why was Chen Yan holding Mu Rou so tenderly…
An Qi angrily wanted to rush over, but found she could only exist beside Yan Qing.
“Qi Qi, don’t blame us for being heartless. Who told you to fall for my childhood sweetheart? Hehe… But don’t worry about your assets, we’ll take care of them for you!”
Mu Rou, no longer her usual delicate self, curved her mouth and took out a red and gold invitation from her handbag.
“Qi, Mu Rou and I are about to get married. Here’s the invitation… Don’t blame us for not telling you.”
Chen Yan’s face no longer showed the sunshine and gentleness An Qi was familiar with, leaving only indifference and a cold smile.
An Qi understood the “empire” and “assets” they spoke of was the game company “Xi Yan” that she and her “scholar senior” Yan Qing had built together.
To be honest, she hadn’t contributed much to establishing the company, which was almost single-handedly built by Yan Qing. Later, when he became busy with other things, he left the company for her to manage…
Shamefully, shortly after, under Chen Yan’s sweet talk, she had inexplicably “given” most of the company’s shares to Chen Yan…
And then…
An Qi lowered her eyes, suddenly remembering she seemed to have been in a car accident…
So now, she was… dead?
Yan Qing carefully carried out Anxi and restored the gravesite to its original state. He held her with a faint smile on his face. Ghost Anxi even felt that it was… somewhat like a happy smile… perhaps.
In any case, Ghost Anxi felt that she could never make such an expression towards a corpse… moreover, digging up her grave and kidnapping her body… felt quite bizarre.
Ghost Anxi and corpse Anxi sat side by side in the back seat of Yan Qing’s car, with a slow, soulful English song playing. He hummed along with the melody, looking in a good mood.
Yan Qing actually had two homes.
One was in the city center with convenient transportation; the other was a luxurious villa in the suburbs, far from human habitation.
Anxi looked at the trees rushing past outside, almost certain they were heading to that remote luxurious villa.
The three-story villa with a yard was somewhere Anxi had never been before.
Given its desolate location, she would have never been interested previously, and Yan Qing had never invited her to visit… therefore, she had only been to his city center home.
“Click.”
Yan Qing opened the door with a key, the lock and door making a crisp sound. Although it was still evening, inside was pitch black.
Yan Qing casually kicked the door closed with his foot. He walked slowly inside, going deeper and deeper.
Ghost Anxi swallowed. Originally knowing about Chen Yi and Mu Rou, she should have been extremely angry, but now, seeing the extremely abnormal Yan Qing, her mind was filled with “He dug up my grave, oh my god”… In any case, after such a weird event, Chen Yi and Mu Rou didn’t seem so interesting anymore.
When Yan Qing turned on the lights, Ghost Anxi instinctively covered her eyes, then realized in her ghost state, she didn’t find it bright at all. Then, the “strange scene” of her photos plastered everywhere in the room made her float in place, completely stunned.
Yan Qing, male, once a top student in college, gentle and refined… No, no, no, this Yan Qing seemed… not quite right.
If they hadn’t been together for so long, she would have thought he was her crazy stalker… yes, not just crazy, but also sick…
The gentle English song once again echoed through the empty room… Yan Qing had turned on the phonograph. He placed Anxi’s corpse on a chair at the dining table and went to the kitchen to cook.
The food smelled delicious and abundant.
Although Ghost Anxi couldn’t actually eat, she still licked her lips hungrily.
She watched Yan Qing place two servings of food on the table, one placed in front of her corpse…
“Anxi, let’s… have dinner,” Yan Qing said affectionately to the corpse version of Anxi.
Then he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
“Find a man who can cook and marry him,” was what the previous Anxi thought, but… encountering a man who cooks for a corpse with such a doting expression… she could only think—
Wow… he’s not a psycho?!
Yes, this guy said he liked… not loved… and only in the last second before his death… what then? Loving Mu Rou wholeheartedly?
“Is that so? I understand…”
Yan Qing nodded, “In that case, I don’t need to be concerned about anything.”
“Yan Qing… take care of yourself! Hand over the rest early.”
Chen Yan chuckled softly, “An Xi is not here, there are some things… you actually don’t need to be so persistent about… Over the years, whenever it comes to An Xi’s matters, you’ve always lost to me… You, Yan Qing, are just a failure.”
After dropping these harsh words, Chen Yan left, leaving only Yan Qing staring blankly at the door that had been closed again.
Ghost An Xi floated around him worriedly, also finding it hard to believe… Has Yan Qing really been persistent about her all these years? Was she really so naive before?
“…Hehe… Hehehe… Hahahahaha…”
Yan Qing, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly burst into a hysterical laugh, not even noticing his glasses sliding down his nose bridge. He gripped the edge of the table tightly, his eyes sparkling with a strange light.
“Chen Yan, since you’ve spoken so bluntly, I no longer need to restrain myself…” Yan Qing curved his mouth slightly, “Should I use a knife? Or… an axe? Hehe… Which would An Xi prefer?”
