The Villain Has Been Coveting Me for a Long Time

Chapter 18

Editor: Ning Ning

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Shen Fengyue was surprised to find that the woman's outstretched hand was actually very slender and delicate in contrast to her face! When he put his gaze on her face again, he inadvertently noticed that there was a cut mark on her neck that was tightly stitched with needle and thread, which seemed like solid needlework...

Withdrawing from his divergent thoughts, Shen Fengyue started spitting at himself fiercely.

The cut on her neck showed that the woman's body and her head might be from two different people! The body looked like it belonged to a young girl. The girl had her head decapitated, and it was replaced by the head of an ugly old woman!

Shen Fengyue in a daze was staring at the cut line with dense stitches.

The woman noticed it; she touched that place with her other hand and then pulled hard. The thread was stretched and retracted, and her head started swaying.

Shen Fengyue's eyes widened in fright by this behavior, with cold sweat in his heart. He was worried for the woman and afraid that his head would also be torn off!

After a long stretch, the woman moved her neck left and right. Thinking it was very comfortable, she let out a very soft sigh, and then she turned her attention back to Shen Fengyue.

Shen Fengyue wasn't able to move his body, so he was forced to watch the whole process with tears. Seeing that the woman was looking at him again, his heart tightened.

"What day is it today?" The woman leaned closer and continued to ask.

There was a myth among the Chinese people that if someone asks you the time in your dream, you must never answer because the time you answer is the time of your death. This place here is also the dream world, the same ideology could be applied, so Shen Fengyue decided that he would never tell the time to the woman!

He gritted his teeth and pursed his mouth with an extremely negative attitude.

The woman was annoyed by his passive inaction, so she stomped angrily, and then asked him again, "What day is it today?"

Shen Fengyue said nothing.

Her half-blind eyes narrowed angrily into a line and then opened suddenly. The woman was trying her best to open her eyes wide, so hard that her eyes were about to crack. She was so close that the hole of her one eye, and the other eye that was about to pop out was facing Shen Fengyue just like that.

The red neural net climbed up that eye, and it jumped slightly, and then again, breaking the fantasy. Shen Fengyue thought it was an illusion. The eyeball swayed from side to side like chicken's blood and then ran around in the eye socket, bumping left and right.

Shen Fengyue knew that this was a dangerous game. He tried his best to close his eyes, but his eyes seemed to be separated from his brain, staring at the woman's wiggling eyes uncontrollably.

"What day is today?" The woman asked again.

The eyeballs began to move clockwise along the eye sockets, the originally closed lips began to loosen, the voice moved from the throat to the lips and teeth, and finally, a word was sent out from Shen Fengyue's lips as he replied, "Tuesday."

It's over.

My life is over!

The words were already out, Shen Fengyue lowered his eyes sadly, preparing to wait for death.

"Tuesday..." The woman got the answer she wanted, her eyes stopped moving, she lengthened her voice, raised her eyebrows, and said something confusing, "There are three days left till Friday. Are you scared? Hehe."