"What?" I turned around and took Nako's hand with a look of surprise, "Are you really pregnant?" When? ”

"I'm three months old, what's wrong with Zhixiong? Seeing that your face is very bad, are you not happy? Nako asked cautiously as she looked down at me.

"No, no, of course I'm happy, but it's just too sudden to be prepared." I prevaricated. It's over, and it's even more troublesome after giving birth.

"That's good, by the way, Zhixiong, the bath water is ready, go wash up, I'll help you warm up your breakfast."

"It's so late, what kind of breakfast, come on, you can wash it together." I took Nako's hand, and it was really uncomfortable to look at Nako in a maid outfit, so let's take it as a last souvenir.

Nako, as usual, didn't resist and let me hold hands and walk into the bathroom, and after a burst of passion, I leaned on the edge of the tub and felt the heat pass me.

Nako sat between my legs and rubbed my legs, suddenly took a deep breath and buried her head in the water, a wave of pleasure welling up in my heart, and I couldn't help but snort.

The breath gradually became a little messy, and when I opened my eyes and looked at Nako in the water in front of me, she was like a little dolphin, jumping out of the water from time to time, and diving into the water again after ventilating.

But I still prefer the mature and sexy Yuriko, her delicate and clear body is intoxicating, and that crazy midnight when I forget who seduced whom.

If only it were Yuriko in front of me, I looked at it and thought to myself, if only I could make Nako never get up.

So I slowly reached out and pressed Nako's head hard, and Nako began to shake a little, then put her hand out of the water and slapped my arm vigorously.

Looking at Nako's struggle, I was a little panicked for a while, I have never killed anyone, yes, who has killed it? I suddenly remembered my three-month-old baby, and for a moment my mind turned white and I let go of my hand.

Nako got into the water, leaned against the edge of the bathtub and kept panting, and water flowed out of her nose and mouth "Zhixiong,,, you, what are you doing?" Nako looked scared.

"Oh, I was a little excited just now, who called your little mouth too grinding?" I smiled.

"Is that so?" Nako licked the drops of water on the side of her lips, it could be seen that she was still not relieved, and she was still a little uneasy, so I didn't stay any longer, got up and put on a clean bathrobe, leaving Nako alone in the water.

When I came to the living room, I sat down, leaning on the sofa, the letter on my phone had not yet been sent, I turned on the TV, and the news of the melting of the North Pole was broadcast on the TV, and then Nako walked out in a snow-white bathrobe with her hair coiled, completely unflustered.

The air was filled with the fragrance of Nako's body.

Nako walked straight into the kitchen, the sound of chopping vegetables came out in an orderly manner, and the light in the room was unusually dim today.

The sound of the rapid chopping of vegetables upset me, reminding me that Nako is still alive, old lady, why did I have a soft hand just now, what are I afraid of? I've never seen what kind of flesh and bones,

Police? There are almost no people who are familiar with Nako.,As long as I move.,No one cares about Nako's life and death.,There are still many places in the world to go.,There are more people who don't know me.,There are countless girls like Yuriko who make my heart move.。

But Nako is still there, I can't start over, live my own life, can't, I must not be soft again, and when her belly grows bigger, I really can't get rid of it.

I slowly picked up the blue-handled fruit knife on the table, this knife was bought in pairs, red and blue, and now only this blue-handled is left, and the red-handled one is gone.

I walked gently into the kitchen, and in the kitchen, Nako was covering her mouth and frowning slightly, frying grilled fish.

I clenched the knife in my hand and patted Nako gently, Nako turned around and looked back curiously, I stabbed hard, Nako's body shook, staring at the blue-handled fruit knife on her chest with wide eyes, her eyes became darker and darker, and she fell to the ground.

In the dim light, Nako curled up on the ground like a kitten, a pool of blood piled up on her chest.

I lifted my head and worked my hair with my hands, free,,,,,,

I quickly walked into the guest room, packed my luggage first, and then disposed of Nako's body, suddenly I remembered Nako's dowry, the corners of my mouth curled, I got up and came to the bed, squatted down, and dragged the box out, it was quite heavy, there must be a lot of gifts in it.

There were a lot of buttons on the box, I pulled them one by one, and finally pressed the switch, and with a click, the box opened.

When I fixed my eyes, my face turned pale, my whole body trembled violently, my eyes widened, and my face was shocked.

Because ,,, because what I saw was not a dowry, but Nako who was white all over, her eyes were blank, and her limbs were folded together!

A red-handled fruit knife pierced her heart.

I just feel that my heart is beating violently, and my breathing is getting shorter and faster, no, it can't be, how can it be, this ,,,,

I couldn't believe everything in front of me, and suddenly there was a sound behind me, and I turned my head, and my whole body shook again, and Nako was standing in front of me, to be precise, it should be floating.

Naiko's body was translucent, she looked at me indifferently, holding the blue-handled fruit knife in her hand, and said coldly, "I love you so much that I believe that you killed me with a moment of brain fever, and I still don't want to leave after I die, I want to accompany you for a while, give you a chance, who knows that you will still kill me again." Nako's eyes revealed despair and chill.

"This,,this," I was speechless for a while, and my head began to hurt, "It turns out that ,,, you are not Nako, you are a ghost, I will kill it early, kill Nako." "All I had on my face was shock.

"No, I'm Nako, I didn't hate you before, even if you killed the child in my womb, but you killed me for the second time, how can I not hate, Yamamoto Shio, are you human?" Nako's expression began to distort, and the knife in her hand slowly raised, "You, you return my child!" ”

"No,,, don't! Ah,,, Nako,,, Nako I was wrong,,, Nako,,No, don't! "I gradually collapsed in a pool of blood.

End

"I'm sorry for you." The man at the table jerked his head down, then stood up and left the room, and as he left the door, he suddenly stopped and looked up at the bleak sky, and then closed the door softly, without making the slightest sound, as when he came.

I sighed, I couldn't imagine that such a polite person could be a wife-killer, and suddenly found that there was an extra newspaper next to the table that I don't know when, or a Japanese newspaper, which looked a little old, and some of the content was drawn with red lines.

Because the old lady who lived alone heard the shouting next door, she came to her neighbor Yamamoto's house many times and knocked on the door and no one answered, so she called the police, and the police came to the scene to break the door, and there was a pungent smell in the room, which was later detected to be a gas leak.

The bodies of Shio Yamamoto and his wife Nako Yasumoto, who were killed by Yamamoto and were murdered with a red-handled fruit knife, were found in the guest room.

Yamamoto hallucinated because he did not notice the gas leak and was poisoned, and after wandering around the house for a morning, he committed suicide in front of his wife's corpse.

According to the old lady, at about 10:50 in the morning, she saw Yamamoto wearing a raincoat on the balcony on a sunny day to collect clothes, and she felt strange, and then heard the shouting and called the police, who found an unplugged blue screen TV in the living room, and found two letters that had already been sent from the mobile phone on the sofa.

It must have been secretly released by the little ghost just now, it's really unusual.

I picked up the Grim Reaper Seal and landed steadily at the end of the note, wondering what he was thinking when he looked up at the sky before leaving, was it repentance? Still unwilling? What I didn't expect the most was that love would become a burden at some point, I couldn't understand it, but it seemed to be a very heavy burden for him. But none of that matters now.

I paused, picked up my pen, and wrote the title at the top of my note—The Ghost Wife

Waiting left and right, there was no sound outside the door, and as time passed, and with it my mission for the night, I went to the bed and closed my eyes.