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Ziya continued to lean back on the bed, a myriad of thoughts swirling in her mind, tears streaming down her face without pause... whether it was weakness or grievance, it hardly mattered.
"Look at you, crying again. Here, have a sip of this porridge..." Severe Cold rushed in upon seeing Ziya secretly wiping her tears, quickly handing her a tissue and placing the porridge on the bedside table.
"Do you really think there's something in this house?" Ziya asked, wiping her tears and glancing around anxiously.
"Let's eat first! We can analyze the situation later," Severe Cold said, lifting the bowl of porridge and offering Ziya a spoonful.
The bland taste did little to whet her appetite, which worried Severe Cold. "How about going to the hospital for an IV?"
Upon hearing 'hospital,' Ziya shook her head vigorously, quickly shoveling a few spoonfuls of porridge into her mouth, trying hard to swallow. Gradually, she regained a bit of energy as the food filled her stomach. Her complexion began to improve, though her gaze still seemed somewhat distant...
Severe Cold figured Ziya wouldn't be getting up to write anytime soon, so she sat down at the desk and opened Ziya's laptop, turning to ask, "What part are you at in the Lin Sisters' story?"
Ziya leaned forward to check the screen and replied, "Um... it's at the part where Li Darwen and Zhen are entangled." As she spoke, Severe Cold had already started browsing through the draft, a slight smile appearing on her face.
"Not bad. Just take the themes I suggested and add some story elements. Honestly, it's good. Next is Wanru not getting pregnant after marriage and asking Wan Yu to be a surrogate... Li Darwen secretly moves company funds under Zhen's coercion. Wan Yu wants to salvage her relationship with Li Darwen while Wanru plans to quietly leave once her sister has the baby..."
"But their family owns a company, right? How could that happen?" Ziya forced herself to ask despite feeling weak.
"The company is on the brink of collapse due to Wanru's poor management; they just haven't let Wan Yu and Li Darwen know," Severe Cold said as she reached out to touch Ziya's forehead gently, smiling reassuringly. "No fever means it's not too serious. How's your hand?"
"It's fine; pets in the city usually get vaccinated. As long as there's no redness or swelling, it’s nothing to worry about," Ziya managed a faint smile, but deep inside she felt an inexplicable sense of loss—though she couldn't quite pinpoint why.
"What's wrong? Are you unhappy again? Is everything okay?" Severe Cold noticed the sudden stiffness of the smile on Ziya's face and thought she might be feeling unwell again.
"No, no, please continue telling me the story of the Lin Sisters!" Ziya had been asleep for a day and was indeed wide awake now. Feeling a bit troubled, she wanted to distract herself and asked Severe Cold to keep going with the story.
"Li Darwen is in a tough spot. With three women in the mix, how could he possibly handle it all as the only male lead? Wan Yu had no idea that the company was on the brink of collapse. At Wanru's repeated pleading, he gave his sister twenty percent of his shares in hopes of salvaging the company's losses. But it was just a drop in the bucket, and there was no turning back; the company went under, and then Wan Yu had a series of complications after giving birth.
Actually, Wanru is quite cunning. There's an old saying: a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and it really applies here. Wanru secretly kept the funds that were left in the company for herself and bought a plot of land in our town to build a villa, dreaming of living in paradise with Li Darwen. Little did she know that Li Darwen was having an affair with Zhen. After Wan Yu gave birth, her health deteriorated, and she became paralyzed due to her old ailments..."
"Wan Yu is so pitiful... cough cough..." Ziya felt something stuck in her throat, as if phlegm was caught there. Her face turned bright red from holding it back. Seeing this, Severe Cold quickly handed her a spittoon. Ziya spat out the phlegm, and her face flushed even more with embarrassment.
"Ahem, I want to propose to you. Do you think that would be too sudden?" Severe Cold said bluntly without any pretense. Ziya felt so awkward that she wished she could find a hole to hide in, her cheeks growing even redder.
"Um... then what about the bones under Bathing White?" Ziya hurriedly shifted the topic back to the story, neither confirming nor denying what Severe Cold had just said. She wanted to diffuse the awkward atmosphere.
Severe Cold knew Ziya's mindset all too well and silently scolded himself for being so 'dumb' as to say whatever came to mind! He clenched his fists and coughed a few times.
"They left an almost mute old woman to take care of Wan Yu. After living in the villa for a year, when Wanru found out about Zhen's affair with her husband, she flew into a rage and made a scene. She even forced Zhen to go to the hospital to terminate her three-month pregnancy. Filled with resentment, Zhen secretly slipped some pills into Wanru's drinking cup that were prescribed by the hospital. After taking those pills, Wanru often felt drowsy; once she fell asleep, she would feel extremely fatigued and sometimes even hallucinate or sweat profusely. Gradually, Wanru's health declined, and her appearance became haggard. Li Darwen grew increasingly disgusted with Wanru's previous domineering attitude towards him; naturally, he was pleased to see her like this."
"Wow! What a wicked heart." Ziya felt somewhat fatigued and wanted to shift her body down but felt too embarrassed to say anything.
"Alright! You rest while I sleep in the bedroom downstairs. If you need anything, just shout; I'll come flying over," Severe Cold said upon noticing Ziya's shy demeanor. Understanding that many things were hard for girls to express openly, he decided to leave the room and closed the door behind him.
Once Severe Cold left, Ziya finally got up to relieve herself in the bathroom before climbing into bed... The night was heavy with silence; a pale round moon hung in the sky as everything seemed to fall into a tranquil state. A cold breeze rustled through the curtains... Ziya felt something crawling onto her bed... creeping onto her body... pressing down heavily... so heavy that she could hardly breathe... She tried to pull up the blanket... but what her fingers touched were icy cold hands... Above her lay a woman in black with long hair covering her entire face... 'Uh... uh...' Ziya desperately tried to scream, but no sound came out from her throat...
The woman in black slowly crawled towards Ziya's face in a symmetrical manner. Ziya could feel the cold wind drifting in from the curtains. She sensed the sound of the woman’s movements, the rustling of the blankets beneath her. Ziya struggled to open her eyes wide and wanted to scream, but the woman was getting closer—so close she could almost reach out and touch her. The woman's black clothing covered the entire blanket, and her cold hair fell across Ziya's face. Ziya thought she was about to die. The woman extended her claw-like nails towards Ziya's eyes. As the woman's face slid away with her long black hair, it revealed an incredibly hideous visage—a blood-red tongue flickering out.
"Ah... ah... ah..." Ziya screamed, desperately flailing her arms in an attempt to push away the woman in black who was pressing down on her.
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