Fang Xiu, who had woken up again, had lost his mind. The gruesome scene of his last death made it impossible for him to stay calm.
He only had one thought now.
Run! Escape this place quickly!
In his memory, this house was the original owner's rented apartment, not very tall, only five floors.
Fang Xiu wasn't sure if jumping from the fifth floor would kill him, but he knew staying here would definitely lead to death.
However, when he ran to the window, he found security bars installed.
"Ah! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
Fang Xiu cursed frantically.
"Husband, breakfast is ready."
His wife walked in with a gentle smile.
"Eat my ass!"
"I'm going to fucking kill you!"
"You can see me!"
"I can see your motherfucker!"
Fang Xiu charged towards his wife, looking like a lamb rushing towards a tiger.
The result was naturally no surprise. He died again, and his death was gruesome.
.....
The fifth time.
Fang Xiu chose to close his eyes.
Since ignoring her was so difficult, he would just close his eyes directly.
Maybe it was because he had died so many times, but he felt significantly less fear than before. He even had a sense of fearlessness, like he'd be a hero again in eighteen years.
"Husband, breakfast is ready."
Fang Xiu ignored her, still keeping his eyes closed, as if he were still asleep.
"Husband, still not awake? The sun is shining on your butt." His wife's voice sounded in his ear.
Fang Xiu could easily imagine a beautiful, gentle woman in a white nightgown squatting by the bed, staring at his profile with a doting expression.
She might even be resting her smooth, fair chin on her hand, tilting her head slightly, with a hint of helplessness on her delicate face.
"Husband~ are you going to have breakfast or not?"
Fang Xiu remained unmoved because he knew very well that the so-called breakfast wasn't for him to eat, but for him to be eaten as breakfast.
Anyway, he had made up his mind that he wouldn't get up even if the sky fell.
Every time he got up, he was bitten to death. He couldn't enjoy this kind of good morning bite.
His wife tried a few more times, but seeing that Fang Xiu was still fast asleep, she made no more sound.
Had she left?
That damn bitch, did she walk without making a sound?
Fang Xiu didn't dare open his eyes to look. He decided to wait.
The room was silent, so quiet that Fang Xiu could only hear his own breathing and heartbeat.
He suddenly realized something. According to normal logic, if his wife wanted to wake him up, she should nudge him, not just keep calling in his ear. Why didn't she make physical contact?
Could it be... that she couldn't act before confirming that he could see her? Why was that?
At this moment, Fang Xiu increasingly understood the meaning of the sentence: Never let them know you can see.
In this rare moment of quiet, Fang Xiu didn't idle around but began to think.
What exactly were they?
Who wrote the blood-red words on the ceiling?
Why did they disappear so strangely after he saw them?
Why could he continuously rewind time after death?
There was too little information to deduce anything.
He tried to fully absorb the original owner's memories, hoping to find some clues.
An hour passed.
This was the longest Fang Xiu had survived so far. He had also sorted out the memories and had a general understanding of this world.
It could be said that it wasn't much different from his previous world. Both had a modern urban setting. The only difference was that there seemed to be more strange and eerie tales in this world. Although they were mostly hearsay, the sheer number felt off.
Could it be... that my wife is a ghost!?
However, why hadn't the original owner of this body ever seen his wife? Could only the transmigrated him see her? Or had his wife just arrived home today?
At this point, Fang Xiu felt a bit like opening his eyes. It wasn't that he lacked patience, but he was really afraid of wetting the bed.
As everyone knew, one needed to pee after getting up.
As an adult, wetting the bed was truly an embarrassing thing, second only to defecating in the street.
Moreover, since there had been no movement for so long, his wife might have already left.
But out of caution, Fang Xiu held it in for another hour.
Unable to hold it any longer, he decided to get up.
A living person couldn't let themselves be submerged by urine.
Fang Xiu planned to open his eyes, but he still had concerns. Having watched horror movies often, he was really afraid that as soon as he opened his eyes, a beautiful face would be inches away, staring directly at him.
A face-to-face encounter.
This kind of scene often appeared in horror movies.
His bladder was now almost at its limit. Fang Xiu tentatively opened his eyes a slit. His vision was very blurry, obstructed by his thick eyelashes, and he couldn't see anything clearly at all.
But it was enough to see if there were any obstructions in front of him.
None!
It seemed there was nothing in front of him. Through his eyelashes, he could only see the whiteness of the ceiling.
Fang Xiu was overjoyed. He slowly opened his eyes at a very slow pace.
Whew!
He breathed a sigh of relief.
The first step was successful. The most terrifying scene hadn't appeared.
So he began to turn his head, wanting to see if his wife was still by the bed.
The result was that she wasn't there either!
The bedside was empty.
He grew bolder and slowly sat up. To appear inconspicuous, he even stretched.
Pretending to move his stiff neck, he squinted and looked around.
The entire bedroom was empty!
Great! She finally left!
But he couldn't let his guard down. His wife could very likely be outside.
Going out to use the bathroom now might very well lead to an encounter.
Fang Xiu wasn't stupid. He had no intention of leaving the bedroom to go to the bathroom at all.
Looking at countless horror movies, which one didn't have characters who knew there was a ghost but still went to the bathroom and died?
He planned to solve it on the spot, directly peeing into the bedroom trash can.
Wetting the bed was truly unacceptable; peeing in the trash can was the limit.
Just as he slowly got up, and his feet had just touched the floor.
That nightmare-like gentle female voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"Husband, you're awake."
Fang Xiu's scalp instantly tingled, and he felt goosebumps all over.
Without any thought, he instinctively turned his head.
One glance, and the blood in his whole body nearly froze, his breathing suddenly stopped.
On the pillow he had just been lying on, he saw a fair, beautiful face embedded!
The beautiful face wore a gentle, watery smile, looking at the terrified Fang Xiu with affection.
It was his wife!
His wife seemed to have no physical body, lying on the bed as if lying in water, with only her face visible, the rest of her body covered by the bed.
"Ah!!!"
Fang Xiu was startled by this sudden terrifying sight, and he almost jumped up.
He had been so careful, afraid of being scared by his wife, but he never expected that she wouldn't play by the rules at all and was actually under him!?
When?
Could it be that during the two hours he had been lying on the bed, his wife had actually been under him the whole time?
I had my wife pressed under me for two hours!?
As soon as this thought appeared, boundless fear spread crazily through Fang Xiu's entire body.
"You can see me!"