Chapter 4 Strange Boyfriend
I was a little confused. But Olivia stared at me after a while and then turned her head, also was disinclined to ask who was slept with the ghost, directly with the knife that the five women's palms were cut, bleeding on their hair. And then she cut off their hair and burnt it.
The whole process was quick and bloody. And after all the hair had turned to ashes, Olivia breathed a sigh of relief and asked the villagers to refill the grave and turned away.
And I breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the matter had been settled. But I had a question in my heart: Who had left the blood on the grave? Is there any blood on the sheet in Kevin Smith's room?
I became more fretful, also did not have the mind to stay in the graveyard, dragging Kevin Smith to his house.
When I got home, I went straight to my bedroom, and for a moment I was very nervous.
No blood.
The sheet was the same sheet I had before I went to bed last night, but now it was clean, without any blood or even trace of having sex.
It is impossible. If I had a relationship with Kevin Smith in this bed last night, I could not have left any trace. Is the blood on the grave from me?
And it was not Kevin Smith who had sex with me last night. Was it something dirty?
I was panic and needless. Voice of Kevin Smith came behind me, "You look so bad, are you looking for this? "
Kevin Smith was holding the same sheet as the bed, which was wrinkled, with a large spot of dark red blood in the middle.
I saw the blood and immediately relaxed. It seemed that I think a lot, that the explosion of the blood tomb had nothing to do with me. Or it is entirely a coincidence, and where in the world are there so many ghosts, even if there are, it cannot let me meet.
Kevin Smith saw my face softened, smiled and came over, hugged my waist to explain that he had a lot of the same sheets. That one got dirty last night and he was afraid his mother would find something unusual so he changed the sheets in the morning.
I nodded, it was a false alarm. But I did not know why, I always felt strange. From last night, Kevin Smith was liked another person. Even if he is a night slut, his performance was strange this day, especially in the graveyard. He helped me lie to his mother, lying so comfortable that he would have blushed before.
I turned my head to look at Kevin Smith seriously, wanted to see what was wrong with him, but I have not looked for a while, he just showed a bad smile and approached me. He threw me on the bed, asked me, "Baby, do you think your husband is so handsome that you cannot help but want to do it again?"
He said when he had bowed his head to kiss me down, the cool hand became restless. I was tired last night, suddenly scared, also cannot look for what is wrong with him, hurriedly pressed his hand begging for mercy.
The good thing was that he just made fun of me, kissed me after a while and got up and went out for some food to me.
When I had finished eating, he said he had something to do and he would came back in the evening, and told me to wait for him at home.
I asked him why. After all, I did not be familiar to here, and I did not feel comfortable at his house. So I tried to keep him at home with me, or took me with him.
He smiled and asked me if I wanted to marry him. If I wanted to, I should stay at home. And when he had done something, we could get married.
I had had sex with him, of course, I wanted to marry him. So I asked him if he was going to go to the families of his elders and relatives to discuss our marriage. If that was the case, I would not go with him.
Kevin Smith smiled. Noncommittal, he had a heavy kiss on my forehead before leaving.