Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Chapter 152 My Dead Husband Came Back to Cling To Me 3

With the ghostly aura gone, she drifted off to sleep, which could be considered her first night in this world.

She was half-asleep when she woke up from her dream, her throat so dry it felt like it was on fire. She didn't know if it was because she had drunk too much, but her throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire.

Ni Qing groggily turned on the lamp to check the time, but then realized she hadn't bought a new phone yet, so she gave up and slowly got out of bed to go to the living room for a drink of water.

The huge house was empty. The living room was decorated in a retro and artistic style, and even felt a little cozy under the orange lighting. There was a wedding photo on the coffee table. The woman was smiling triumphantly and maliciously, while the young man next to her always smiled casually.

Ni Qing, wearing slippers, walked around the coffee table and glanced at the wedding photo strangely. Why was it displayed in such a place? According to the original owner's personality, she shouldn't have wanted to see this photo.

She was still a little drunk, so she shook her aching head and poured herself a glass of cold water, which she gulped down in one go, finally making her dry throat feel a little better.

After finishing her drink, she planned to take a shower before going back to sleep, since the smell of alcohol took a long time to dissipate and it made her feel uncomfortable. Before leaving, she glanced at the kitchen next to the living room.

It was pitch black over there, and the warm light seemed to have no effect on her. She couldn't make out any outlines, and it looked like a wild beast baring its fangs in the night, staring at her.

Ni Qing banished all the random thoughts from her mind and prepared to continue walking.

"Click—click"

A strange sound came from behind.

She paused, then looked back with slight hesitation.

There was nothing behind her, and the strange noise from before had disappeared; it seemed to have been just her hallucination.

Ni Qing steadied herself and took another step.

"Click—click"

She hadn't paid attention before, so when the sound came, she couldn't even tell what it was. But this time, she was on high alert and heard the sound clearly.

She couldn't help but look again at the dark kitchen, and the sound came again—

The sound of someone sharpening a knife.

But she was alone in the empty house. In this villa area, hourly cleaners come to clean every day, so there was no way there would be rats.

Who could it be? A person—or a ghost?

Wasn't it said that the female supporting character couldn't see supernatural things? Why can she hear them?! Ni Qing was so scared that her legs almost went weak. She would rather have a ghost standing in front of her than guess at the unknown.

Has Qin Boyue returned?

He shouldn't be that bored.

Her body had already been subjected to a physical attack and was feeling cold; now, she was being attacked mentally. She really couldn't take it anymore.

The aftereffects of excessive drinking struck again; her vision went black, and if she hadn't happened to fall right next to the coffee table, she would have actually fallen onto the tiles.

Her hand, which was barely holding onto the edge of the table, touched a hard corner. She struggled to open her eyes wide and finally saw that it was a wedding photo.

The sound of sharpening knives continued and even intensified. The young man in the photo still had a gentle and refined appearance. His gaze seemed unfocused, but Ni Qing always felt that from this angle, it was as if he was looking directly at her.

The originally lifeless things became even more eerie when accompanied by the sound.

"Click—click—click"

The "person" in the kitchen suddenly became impatient, the speed and frequency of which increased and became more shrill. Ni Qing even felt that if she walked in at this moment, she could still see the sparks from the grinding.

The old-fashioned clock in the hall stopped steadily at midnight.

At that moment, all the noise in the kitchen ceased.

It seemed like she had left, but Ni Qing became even more vigilant, and the movement of the minute hand made her heart rate steadily rise.

Footsteps came from the kitchen.

Ni Qing's eyelids twitched, and she suddenly grabbed the damned wedding photo, slamming it into the kitchen and yelling, "Get out!"

Being assertive and confident is what truly matters. The uneasy feeling in her heart vanished instantly, and warm light shone into the kitchen, which was empty.

She took a deep breath and staggered into the bedroom. What was the point of taking a shower in this situation? She was afraid she would lose her life.

The moment the bedroom door closed, a dark shadow slowly emerged.

The young man's slender figure could be vaguely seen in the thick black fog. He had black hair and dark eyes, pale skin, and his beautiful lips were somewhat ashen. There was a dark bluish-black patch under his eyes.

Qin Boyue stood indifferently in the kitchen, glanced at the shattered wedding photo on the floor, and then casually looked at the corner where a male ghost was squatting.

The other party had no intelligence; it was just a low-level ghost. Ni Qing was originally unable to see or hear such things, but perhaps because he had been close to his little wife for too long today, the yin energy was too heavy, which led to what just happened.

Sensing the young man's gaze, the male ghost instinctively flinched in fear, and his transparent body tried to pass through the wall to escape.

Qin Boyue smiled slightly and tilted her head at him.

In an instant, the vengeful ghost vanished into thin air.

The intense ghostly aura emanating from him seemed to have intensified.

He stood silently for a moment before slowly walking to his wife's bedroom door. During their honeymoon, however, they slept in separate beds.

Qin Boyue didn't even need to push the door open; his black, misty body passed right through the wall. The other person lay on the bed with a furrowed brow, seemingly already asleep.

A tall, dark figure stood beside the bed.

Ni Qing slept fitfully, feeling as if she were weighed down by a thousand pounds. Although she was fully conscious, she couldn't move her eyelids or her body.

A shadow seemed to stand behind the curtains by the bed, silently watching her helplessness. A gentle breeze stirred, causing the curtains to flutter, but there was no one there.

Ni Qing didn't think it was a hallucination, after all, she hadn't opened the window before going to sleep, so where did the wind come from?

She tried moving her fingers and turning her eyes, and suddenly saw a tall, thin black shadow by the bed. The figure looked like a man, and it was different from the shadow she had seen before.

Her pupils trembled slightly as she watched the other person bend over. Their features were blurred and indistinct, and all she could see was their pale, cold skin, a color that did not belong to a normal person.

This situation can also be explained scientifically; she experienced sleep paralysis. Her body was out of control, as if she were paralyzed.

Ni Qing gritted her teeth, suppressed her fear, and rolled her eyes again.

Suddenly feeling light, she jolted awake from bed, her body feeling as if she had just been pulled out of water, her dark curly hair sticking visibly to her skin.

The first rays of dawn were visible outside the window, and the clear chirping of birds announced that day had arrived.

Its daybreak.

She glanced at the window, which was closed tightly, and the curtains hung quietly without any sign of movement.

She suppressed her churning stomach, feeling utterly weak, and got out of bed to go to the bathroom. She wasn't afraid of dawn.

Everything was quiet until I finished washing up, and nothing else happened.