My Hubby Is a Ghost

With a whoosh, I lifted the mosquito net, and then I saw the inside more clearly. I was quite sure that there was a person lying under the covers.

"Who is it!" I asked loudly, reaching for the quilt at the same time, but when I lifted it, there was nothing under it.

Just as I was wondering, a ball of black hair rolled from the head of the bed to my face.

At this moment, I felt that my breathing had stopped. I stared at the black ball, not daring to breathe.

The black ball slowly turned, little by little, and when it did, I saw a hideous face, with a terrible smile, smiling at me. It was a human head.

Subconsciously, I covered the head of the person with the blanket. Just as I was about to step down, my foot suddenly slipped and I fell off the escalator.

"Ah —" I cried out and opened my eyes. I was still in bed, and it was dark and quiet around me.

So it was just a dream! I sighed deeply.

Just as I was about to sit up, I realized something was wrong. My nerves tightened and my head turned to the side, until I saw a black ball wrapped in black hair lying beside my pillow. Water was still dripping from it, and it seemed to be dripping onto my face.

My heart leaped to my throat as I stared at the black ball with my eyes wide open. I didn't even dare to blink.

Slowly, little by little, I saw the black ball turn towards me, little by little, and then I saw the face of terror I had seen in my dream, and she was smiling at me savagely.

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The head with long hair rolled a few times on the ground before stopping at a corner, no longer moving.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. The head on the ground, Li Dan who was on the bed, did not move. I sat on the bed and stared fixedly at the head on the floor. I panted heavily to calm my emotions. I stretched out my hand to wipe my forehead and realised that I was already drenched in cold sweat from fright.

"Meow …"

Suddenly, a strange cat's cry sounded. It sounded very scary in this quiet moment. I followed the sound and looked over. I saw a catalin sitting on the windowsill and looking at me. Its large amber eyes were staring at me.

"You are … The cat yesterday? " I wasn't sure, but I had a vague feeling it was the right one.

"Meow …" The catalin called me again, then jumped off the windowsill and walked towards the head in the corner. It circled around the head a few times, sniffed it, sniffed it, and then laid down next to it.

I observed the catalin. If I'm not wrong, it should be the main character of that cat abuse incident.

I walked over slowly, trying to get close to him. I didn't know if it was because of what happened yesterday, but he didn't seem to be on guard against me. But even so, I didn't dare get too close to him.

Just as I stood there hesitating about what to do, that little catalin suddenly raised her head and looked behind me.

At that moment, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine. All of my nerves tensed up as the temperature around me plummeted. I slowly turned around and saw a figure standing on the windowsill.