Master, Your Wife Has Become a Super Star Through Fortune-Telling-Chapter 92 - 93: Hello, Teacher~
She was sleeping in bed with Cheng Jing’an, but an inexplicable sense of unease filled her heart.
The bathroom seemed to be leaking, and amidst the DRIP, DRIP, DRIP, Mu Wan felt no trace of sleepiness.
Mu Wan nudged the soundly sleeping Cheng Jing’an. He didn’t stir at all.
Nothing unusual had happened, yet a panic she couldn’t suppress rose in her heart.
It was as if the room itself were a man-eating beast.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
Still, nothing happened. Mu Wan began to relax a little. ’Perhaps I’m just overthinking things,’ she thought.
Just as she was about to lie back down, the bathroom door opened.
It was clearly a modern renovation with the best materials, yet the bathroom door let out a long, drawn-out CREAK.
A chill shot up from the soles of her rigid feet to her tense shoulders and neck.
Mu Wan was too afraid to look away, her eyes fixed on the bathroom door.
Again, a long time passed with no movement.
’Perhaps it was the wind?’
Mu Wan tried to comfort herself with this thought, but deep down, she didn’t believe it. She had closed the windows in the bedroom and bathroom herself. How could the wind have blown the door open?
A pair of feet, as white as if they’d been waterlogged, slowly shuffled forward. Wrinkled, grimy school uniform trousers covered her ankles.
"Hello, Teacher~"
The familiar, deliberately drawn-out tone carried a strange, foul stench, exactly like the nights before.
"AHHHH!!!"
Mu Wan struggled, scrambling up with a scream the moment she saw the girl.
As her hands thrashed about, she finally woke up. "Ah!"
But when her gaze fell upon the familiar room and the securely closed bathroom door, her heart settled a little.
The surroundings were quiet again; the strangeness from before seemed to have vanished.
’It... it was a dream...’
Mu Wan wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and took a deep breath.
Cheng Jing’an wasn’t asleep like in the dream, but immediately comforted her.
"What’s wrong?"
"I just had a nightmare!"
Mu Wan nestled in her lover’s arms, her back soaked with sweat from the fear.
"It’s okay, it’s okay."
The hair-raising feeling gradually subsided, until she remembered something else.
’Didn’t Jing’an go out for a business dinner tonight? How did he get back so quickly?’
It seems that once you notice one thing is wrong, everything else starts to make sense.
For instance, his embrace was ice-cold. His personality seemed off, too. Cheng Jing’an was usually so talkative when he was with her, and he loved to comfort her with kisses on the cheek.
’Something’s not right with him!’
The hair on Mu Wan’s entire body stood on end. A chill rose from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, and her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.
’If the person beside me isn’t Cheng Jing’an, then who is it?’
’Could it be her?’
Fear seized Mu Wan’s heart. She could even feel Cheng Jing’an’s body growing colder and colder.
Mu Wan struggled to keep her body from trembling as she stiffly turned her neck to look at Cheng Jing’an.
"What’s wrong?"
Cheng Jing’an’s voice was gentle, just like it always was, instantly dispelling all of Mu Wan’s doubts.
’No, it’s not... Cheng Jing’an is still Cheng Jing’an.’
Mu Wan let out a long breath, her tense nerves slowly relaxing.
’I must have been so tense from the nightmare that it’s making me imagine things.’
But at that moment, Cheng Jing’an suddenly tilted his head in a strangely coy way. The words he spoke were hers.
"Hello, Teacher~"
"AHHHH!!!!"
Mu Wan let out a piercing shriek, watching as Cheng Jing’an’s head tilted further and further, until it touched his shoulder, hanging upside down before his neck to look at her.
Fear clenched her heart. In that instant, she reacted quickly, trying to jump off the bed.
But she was held fast in his embrace. His arms wrapped around her tighter and tighter, and she gradually found it hard to breathe. But the screams erupting from her mouth never stopped.
Mu Wan’s arms flailed wildly as she gasped for air.
Once again, she woke from the dream.
There wasn’t a sliver of light in the room; it was the pitch-black darkness perfect for sleeping.
It was as if Mu Wan was the only one in the room. The bathroom door showed no sign of disturbance, and Cheng Jing’an, sharing her bed, also seemed perfectly normal.
But all Mu Wan wanted to do was escape. Her entire body was frozen with fear, and cold sweat dripped ceaselessly from her forehead.
’Leave. I have to leave!’
’I have to get out of this room!’
Mu Wan wasn’t sure if this was a dream or not; she just wanted to escape this place.
Her feet fumbled on the floor for her slippers, but for the longest time, she couldn’t find them. A hint of frustration mixed with the terror on her face.
Mu Wan grabbed her phone from the nightstand and tapped the screen to light it up. In the phone’s dim glow, she finally put on her slippers.
’But... why does it look like there’s a lock of black hair under the nightstand?’ Mu Wan slowly lowered her head, wanting to confirm her suspicion.
Even the hand holding the phone was shaking uncontrollably. She lit up the phone’s screen again and aimed it under the bed.
She slowly knelt on the floor, gradually lowering her head. By the phone’s faint light, she slowly peered under the bed.
A girl with a deathly pale face, dressed in a tattered and oversized blue school uniform, was lying there on her side.
Her hair was very, very long—so long it nearly covered half the space under the bed.
Their eyes met. Mu Wan was so scared she was speechless. She saw the corners of the girl’s lips slowly curl into a grotesque arc.
"Hello, Teacher~"
"AHHHHHH!!!!"
Mu Wan flailed her arms, gasping for breath.
Everything in the room was normal again. The bathroom door hadn’t opened, and Cheng Jing’an was dead to the world. As for what was under the bed, Mu Wan didn’t know.
"Again! Was it another dream?!"
Mu Wan’s body was frozen stiff, sweat pouring from her. She felt as if her physical body had gone numb; only her soul and mind were still under constant assault by terror.
Mu Wan brought a hand to her lips and bit down hard. ’Calm down, calm down!’
’The bed isn’t far from the bedroom door. If I can just get out of this strange house, everything will be fine.’
The room was as quiet as ever, but Mu Wan knew that girl must be hiding somewhere in the darkness.
’If I don’t move now, she might come out!’
’I have to run, I have to leave, I have to escape this terrifying room!’
Mu Wan leaped straight off the bed. Slippers, phone, that boyfriend—to hell with all of them!
Mu Wan was already at the door, one hand clamped on the doorknob.
’Just open the door and I can escape this place!’
CLICK!
A glimmer of hope was right in front of her. The door swung open, and Mu Wan couldn’t wait to get out.
But when she saw the person outside the door, the blood in her veins froze solid in an instant.
It was that same familiar blue school uniform and long black hair, obscuring her face. Only her red lips and sinister white teeth were faintly visible.
She tilted her head. "Hello, Teacher~"
