Chapter 3: The Ghost Wife (1)

The footsteps were so light that I was startled by the sudden knock on the door.

"Please come in." I looked at the door, and the guests were a little strange this time, I hadn't seen anyone knock on the door before.

The door opened and closed slowly, and it was very quiet, and I knew that the old wooden door and floor were very easy to make noise, which showed that people were paying attention.

I couldn't help but glance at the man in front of me more, "Hello! You may be seated. ”

"Hey! I'm Yamamoto, please advise! "It's a Japanese, no wonder he's so light-hearted, that's the Japanese personality, always polite and careful to keep as quiet as possible, even after his death.

The man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, dressed very solemnly, and his hair was shiny, as if he had come to attend some important occasion, and I smiled helplessly.

"Let's get started" I pulled back a notebook of notepad, opened the cap, and glanced at him.

"Hey!" He nodded solemnly, his eyes fixed on the pen in my hand.

My name is Shio Yamamoto, I am 28 years old, I work in Ueya, I am a small section chief in the planning department, I have a wife, named Nako Yasumoto, she is 26 years old this year, she looks like Anya in the young Dutch beauty, yes, my wife is very petite and cute.

"Section Chief, goodbye!"

"Section chief, hard work."

"Section chief, why don't you go home so early and don't have a drink with us? Are you going to accompany my beautiful sister-in-law? ”

The words of the other people in the department the night before yesterday are still lingering in my ears, Nako is probably the ideal wife that everyone wants in the eyes of others, she does not want her husband to come home too early like other wives, and wants her husband to work overtime and hard work in the company.

On the contrary, she was born beautiful and smart, not only has an appearance that makes people want to pounce, but also sticks to me every day, so that I have to go home to accompany her every day after work.

Not having to go to the bar like everyone else is the envy of all the men in the company, but I really feel like I can't stand it.

Nako and I met six years ago at university, when she was very introverted, but she was the flower of the department.

It was I who opened her heart and was with her. After becoming her boyfriend, I realized that she had no friends other than me.

So I did my best to be nice to her, to make her happy, to take her out to play, to meet my friends.

It can be said that I became her own, and if she loses me, if she loses me, she loses everything else and returns to being alone.

Later, when she graduated, her parents and family died in the largest earthquake in Japan in the first century, and I became her only support in the world.

She naturally married me, and after becoming my wife, she became more dependent on me, and became a little crazy.

Every day after work, I have to go home.

She also goes to hang out with clients.

She also participates in company parties.

She also often goes to the company to check the post, and that time I happened to be chatting with Yuriko in the department, and she bumped into her, and a glass of water instantly splashed on Yuriko's uniform.

She became sensitive and didn't allow me to have contact with other members of the opposite sex, and she said she was scared and afraid of losing me.

For a few years, this life without private space was really driving me crazy, and I knew that I had to know it all with my own hands today.

I got up from the bed, Nako was not in the room, I straightened the nightgown on my body, my head was a little dizzy, I looked at the alarm clock, it was ten fifty o'clock, I slept so late,

I walked out of the room, the living room was very neat, this point Nako should be preparing lunch in the kitchen, outside the window I don't know when it started to rain heavily, pouring down.

I suddenly thought of the confiscation of clothes on the balcony, and I stood in the living room and shouted Nako for a long time, but there was no response, I didn't hear it.

I put on a raincoat and opened the balcony, our family lived on the twelfth floor of a high-end apartment, and the rain was so overwhelming that the wind seemed to be able to tip me down.

The rain stinged my face, and I squinted and struggled to put away my clothes, even though they were all wet.

Suddenly, I noticed that the old lady next door was standing on her balcony at some point, standing alone in the rain, without an umbrella.

I was a little strange, and suddenly the old lady turned and stared straight at me, like a statue standing in the rain.

I nodded in fright and hurriedly retracted into the room, my whole body was wet, the old lady next door has always been very eccentric, I believe in some ghosts, it is better to stay away from her.

Nako walked up to me, looking a little flustered, took the wet clothes from my hand, and asked me if I was wet, while explaining to me that she was just stir-frying, and the noise was too loud to hear the rain.

I said it's okay, just wait for a shower, she ran to the bathroom to put water, today Nako wore a black and white maid outfit, very cute, she often likes cosplay, so I went with her.

I picked up a tissue and wiped the water on my face, saw the mobile phone on the table, held it in my hand, opened the page, and it was a letter of resignation, which I wrote to President Kamiya Yinchuan, but it has not been sent out yet.

The second letter was addressed to Yuriko, and we have always talked about it, but of course I didn't let Naiko know, and this one was also not sent.

I closed my phone and went straight to the back of the hallway, which was our guest room, which had been used to store my belongings.

I took out my suitcase, opened it and stuffed some clothes inside, yes, I was going to move, as far away as possible, to a strange place that no one knew, and start over.

There's no Yuriko there, there's no lady who leads the house, there's no '-Nako.

Suddenly, I found that there was an extra box under the bed, and I remembered that there was no one under the bed before, so I dragged it out.

It was filled with something, and I was about to open it, when a pair of soft hands appeared in front of my vision, covering my eyes, and there was a familiar fragrance on them.

"Don't look at it, this is the last gift my mother gave me before she died, saying that it was a dowry for me, anyway, our family is not in difficulty now, let's take it out when we need it in the future." Nako's gentle voice lingered in my ears.

"Dowry?" I thought about hooking the corners of my mouth.

"Zhixiong, are you going on a business trip?" Nako's gaze fell on the suitcase in front of me.

"Well, the company recently gave our department a project to go on a field trip." As I spoke, I continued to savor the fragrance emanating from Nako's hands.

"Can I go?" Nako let go of the hand in front of me.

"I can't." I replied coldly.

"Okay." Nako's voice sounded a little low, and then she became cheerful again, "Come on, Shio, work hard for our little baby!" ”