Home of Psychics

Chapter 9

Qin Chuan felt a chill on his neck, and when he wrapped his arms around her waist, the skin was also icy cold.

The girl buried her head in his chest and whispered, "I'm cold, aren't I? Because I haven't drunk any blood yet today."

Qin Chuan applied more pressure to his arm.

The girl chuckled. "Aren't you scared? You're the first one."

Why be afraid?

Qin Chuan countered with a question.

The wind picked up.

"I need to buy some clothes, it's so cold," the girl said.

There's a small clothing store at the end of the road.

They went inside; there were no salespeople, and the bright white lights shone directly down.

The girl picked up a clothes hanger with a set of pajamas on it—a bright white set of mercerized cotton pajamas printed with a small clover pattern.

"How about this?"

Before Qin Chuan could answer, a sound suddenly came from outside the door. To be precise, it wasn't a sound, but a vibration—a vibration that ordinary people couldn't feel.

"Ah, they still found us, faster than I expected." The girl stuffed the clothes into his hands. "Tomorrow, come to the Municipal First Hotel, room 1304 to find me."

After saying that, she floated towards the door, then turned back at the doorway and said, "My name is Yun'er."

Qin Chuan rushed to the door, but the spring door closed by itself, its heavy weight pressing against his body. Looking out through the tinted glass, the world seemed eerie and somewhat frightening.

Yun'er called out "Auntie" to a middle-aged woman dressed in finery.

The woman sneered, then suddenly opened her hand, revealing a blade that gleamed coldly.

“I told you, if you go see that kid again, I’ll slash your face.”

Yun'er closed her eyes, tilting her head back like a martyr, as if she were getting a beauty treatment, but blood kept dripping down.

Qin Chuan had practically torn holes in Xiao Cao Mei's pajamas.

If the phone hadn't rung, Qin Chuan would have forgotten that he was still alive.

"Still not awake?" Fang Qingyan chuckled softly. "There's a great spot over at XXX's place, you should go check it out."

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [22]: It took him a long time to give a soft "hmm".

Are you alright?

...

"Hello?"

"I will do it." He hung up the phone, then repeated, "I will do it."

It was already past closing time when I left XXX. The streets were packed with people. The deal was settled smoothly. According to everyone's plan, the new job and new life will begin in two or three days.

A new one is about to begin.

Qin Chuan walked towards the city's No. 1 Hotel, enveloped in the crowd. When he arrived, the sun was just setting below the horizon. Looking at it, the sun was bright red, like a life force, throbbing restlessly.

Sitting on the soft sofa, watching people come and go, until weariness sets in and I fall asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already 12 o'clock. The staff all looked tired, and people had already left.

He got up, walked into the elevator, pressed 13, and watched the bright red number jump.

There were no lights in the corridor, no one at the service desk, and identical doors were tightly closed, while the fourth door was ajar, letting in half a ray of light.

Pushing open the door, all the lights were on, food was placed in the center of the room, wafting an enticing aroma, the sound of water came from the bathroom, and the song "Why Do I Love You So Much" was playing.

My travel bag was on the bed.

He sat on the bed, hugged his knees, and gently twitched them a few times.

A moment later, Yun'er came out of the bathroom, barefoot, with water droplets constantly falling from her hair and arms onto the carpet.

Where are my pajamas?

Qin Chuan took it out of the plastic bag he had brought, shook it open, and handed it to her.

Yun'er untied her bath towel, revealing her pink body, which smelled of herbs and plants.

She slowly lowered her body into the little plum blossom nightgown, her body enveloped in a halo of light that dazzled the eye.

"You look beautiful in this," Qin Chuan said.

She glanced at him, smiled quickly, turned around, drew back the curtains, and opened the window. The night wind immediately rushed in, stirring everything.

She uncorked the wooden bottle, and champagne gushed out, pouring into tall, slender glasses.

She swallowed the wine, and her already beautiful face became even more radiant, as if she had applied a layer of rouge.

"I like a guy named Xiaofei. He is my lover."

As she spoke, she poured herself another glass.

“We’re very close. His family is very poor. His father is a gangster, and his mother isn’t very capable. Luckily, she has a serious illness.” “But that doesn’t stop us.”

"But one day, his father was hacked to death, and on his deathbed, he told him to be a good son to his mother."

"His mother doesn't like me."

"But it's nothing."

"It's normal that another woman has taken a liking to him."

"That woman's name is Yan."

“She’s much older than him, that gossipy old woman, she’s also involved in the underworld, and she’s quite influential.”

"His mother likes gossipy women."

"I forbade him to associate with me, and he listened."

"But I still went to him. He's my man, why should I give him to someone else?"

“My aunt is not someone to be trifled with either. She didn’t want me to go see that man again, so she slashed my face.”

"I don't care. What's the point of having a face if I've lost my manhood?"

I still went.

He said, "Yun'er, I'm sorry." Hahaha, sorry, hahahaha!

Yun'er burst into laughter, her whole body convulsing, spilling wine all over the floor. Qin Chuan went over, took the wine glass from her hand, and then hugged her.

She looked up abruptly, her face covered in bruises, a shocking sight.

Qin Chuan gently kissed her.

Yun'er pushed him away forcefully, walked to the window, looked at the night sky, then turned around and instantly changed her appearance, becoming pure, beautiful, and captivating.

She slowly unbuttoned her clothes and took them off.

Exposed to the cool night breeze.

Every inch of her skin exuded an alluring fragrance, and her nipples resembled slowly unfolding flowers.

She braced herself against the window frame, leaped onto it, her long legs slightly parted, her eyes moist as water.

Qin Chuan walked over and hugged her. Her body was soft and warm, and she moved against his chest.

He held her tightly, gently stroking her hair for a long time.

Long-lasting.

Yun'er nestled on his shoulder and whispered, "Later, I jumped off the building. In this very building, I died, but I was also reborn. Every day I drink blood, and I drink the blood of one person after another—Xiao Fei's, someone else's, or even yours."

Qin Chuan let go of her hand.

Yun'er stared into his eyes, preparing to burst into laughter.

Qin Chuan took something out of his pocket.

A perfectly round ring, with the word "YUNER" engraved on the inside.

He put it on her finger.

"Please marry me."

Yun'er hugged him tightly, her eyes filled with tears.

A strong wind rushed in, engulfing the two people.

Dawn is breaking.

With Vivi not home, Ruier had a fight with Tom and was in no mood for anything. She and Qingyan finished a tasteless dinner, barely exchanging a few words before going about their own business, which was quite unusual.

Kiyohiko turned on the computer and dialed up to go online. The room was very quiet, even the cat with its red light flashing was lying still.

A moment later, she heard Ruier walk past her, sit down on the sofa, and open a book.

The long-unseen profile picture has come to life with color and is now animated.

"Good evening"

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [23]: "Oh? I found a place to go online."

"Um"

"The news reported today that something happened again at the No. 1 Hotel in the city. Those eyewitnesses really know how to talk. They said things like 'two people flew out of the room and floated straight into the clouds.' It seems that there are more people with richer imaginations than I do."

"Hehe, that's true."

"What?"

"That's me."

"What?!"

"Log off, leaving now, bye-bye."

The avatar stopped jumping again and disappeared back into the gray area.