The bathroom was hazy with steam. Despite it being summer, Zhao Mingyue had deliberately turned on the heat lamps, making the temperature inside the bathroom very high.
She was purposely accommodating Bai Yu, hoping this method would warm her up, even if only for a very short time.
Standing inside the bathroom, Zhao Mingyue slipped off her light outer jacket and placed it in the basket. She wore a white short-sleeved shirt, which, perhaps because it was a size too small, clung tightly to her body, outlining the perfect curves of her upper body.
Zhao Mingyue was not very old, in her teens, not even twenty, yet her figure was already quite impressive. Her proud curves were not excessively large to the point of disharmony, her waist was slender and supple, her swan-like neck long and elegant, and her snow-white skin was like congealed cream.
The bathroom was simply too hot, and Zhao Mingyue’s cheeks were beginning to sweat. She grabbed the hem of her shirt with both hands and gently pulled it up over her head, then softly slipped out of her convenience store work pants as well. Her two long, straight legs thus appeared directly in Bai Yu’s line of sight.
Bai Yu could be considered a ghost who had seen her share of storms. She had once killed many seductive women. Although she had never studied their bodies, she was certain at this moment that those women, whether in looks or figure, were utterly outclassed by Zhao Mingyue.
Heaven knows why this girl, barely in her teens, possessed such a perfect figure. A little more would be plump, a little less would seem too slender. Every part was so flawless, so perfect it inspired envy and jealousy, making one can’t help but think that the heavens were simply too unfair, sneaking this meticulously polished perfect doll among mass-produced goods like themselves.
Bai Yu looked down at her own chest, then at Zhao Mingyue’s, her brows furrowing slightly. An inexplicable sense of defeat emerged from somewhere unknown.
It was also worth mentioning that the feeling Zhao Mingyue gave Bai Yu was that her perfect figure lacked any excessive, mature seductiveness. Instead, it was more the youthful innocence of a young girl.
After all, no matter how one looked at it, Zhao Mingyue was still just a high school girl.
At this moment, Zhao Mingyue had both hands behind her back, grasping the clasp of her bra, when she suddenly sensed something and turned her head to look towards Bai Yu.
“Um, are you going to undress? Do you need my help?”
Her cheeks were flushed red. Even with her personality, being watched while undressing inevitably made her feel shy, her face burning hot.
She gently bit her lower lip, her eyes seemingly rippling with water, her long lashes trembling as she blinked. “Hey, Bai Yu?”
Bai Yu looked up. Without any visible movement, the bloodstained white dress on her body slipped off automatically, falling to the ground and transforming into countless blood threads that vanished into the cracks of the floor.
“No need,” Bai Yu also spoke softly.
The atmosphere in the bathroom gradually began to shift. Not only Zhao Mingyue, but even Bai Yu felt extremely awkward. It was a completely indescribable feeling, one she had never experienced before.
It felt like… her heart was beating very fast.
Of course, she couldn’t blush. She had no blood.
Strictly speaking, she had no heart either. Whether a heart beat or not made little difference to her, yet this strange sensation had appeared nonetheless.
At this moment, both pairs of eyes were studying each other.
Compared to Zhao Mingyue’s figure, Bai Yu’s body was far too slender.
Mingyue always called her “older sister,” but if one judged solely by figure, she was the “older sister” role, while Bai Yu could only be the “younger sister.”
There was no helping it. In this aspect, Bai Yu was simply too far behind her, with no hope of catching up.
After removing her dress, Bai Yu still did not directly expose her body. Her body was still wrapped in layers upon layers of bandages. These bandages, like the shed dress, were merely formed from blood threads.
Bai Yu, just like that, barefooted, arrived in front of the bathtub. She lifted her left foot and tried to place it in. She also had no idea what reaction she, as a ghost, would have when soaking in hot water.
However, when her foot stepped into the still-steaming hot water, the only sensation she felt, besides coldness, was more coldness.
A flash of disappointment crossed her eyes, hidden from Zhao Mingyue behind her. It seemed this method was useless.
The coldness on a ghost’s body originated from the depths of the soul. Hot water had no alleviating effect.
Zhao Mingyue’s voice came from behind her, clearly tinged with nervousness. “Is it working?”
Bai Yu hesitated for half a second, turned her head back to glance at her, and then nodded. “Mm.”
“That’s good, as long as it’s working.” A very sweet, heartfelt smile appeared on Zhao Mingyue’s face.
Bai Yu turned her head back, stepped both feet in, and slowly soaked her body in the bathtub. However, to her senses, she wasn’t soaking in a hot bath but in an icy spring, a freezing pool.
The bandages on her body unraveled bit by bit, revealing the true body parts beneath.
Completely devoid of color, frightfully pale with a faint bluish tint, her body was covered in black patterns related to meridians, though they looked more like cracks.
Bai Yu turned her head to the side, not continuing to watch Zhao Mingyue undress. In her mind, she was thinking about one thing: why was she doing such a stupid thing? She had never heard, before this, of any ghost that needed a bath.
‘This is to deepen my relationship with Zhao Mingyue, to complete my mission.’ Bai Yu told herself this in her heart. To make herself believe it, she repeated it over and over inwardly.
And at that moment, Bai Yu suddenly felt another foot stepping in behind her.
Zhao Mingyue placed her hands on Bai Yu’s shoulders, also entering the bathtub. It was thanks to the tub being large enough and Bai Yu’s body being petite enough; otherwise, it truly wouldn’t have sufficed for the two of them to soak together.
The only issue was the somewhat awkward position. After entering, Zhao Mingyue sat behind Bai Yu, who was practically sitting on her lap, leaning in her embrace, gently held by her.
She almost didn’t dare lean back her body, because the moment she leaned back, the astonishing sensation would cause her some panic. She wasn’t stupid; she knew exactly what was pressing against her back.
“Your body is still so cold. Is this a little better?”
Bai Yu was trying her best to avoid it, yet Zhao Mingyue proactively hugged her, holding her in her arms.
Only then did Bai Yu understand why this girl insisted they bathe together. She wanted to use her own body temperature, the so-called “life force of the living,” to help warm her body.
And indeed, after Zhao Mingyue hugged her, Bai Yu truly felt a hint of warmth.
“Mingyue, if you keep holding me like this, be careful, something might go wrong.”
“Will I suffer misfortune? I’ve heard that if a person gets too close to ghosts, bad luck follows. But it’s fine, I’m already unlucky enough. If I were truly a fortunate person, then the incident with my family wouldn’t have happened either, right? So I was originally a jinx, I don’t care about this bad luck.” Zhao Mingyue spoke softly in Bai Yu’s ear.
“No, I mean, if this continues, you might catch a cold tomorrow.”
“Ah, this…” Zhao Mingyue scratched her cheek.
“Let go. The hot water is enough.”
“Alright.”
After she spoke, the atmosphere fell into silence. Bai Yu didn’t know what to say, and Zhao Mingyue also remained quiet for a long moment.
Only after a good while did Zhao Mingyue proactively speak. “Bai Yu, you know, although we met through such a terrifying event, I don’t regret coming into contact with that world. On the contrary, I’m very grateful for that night’s mission.”
“Why?”
“Because it allowed me to meet you.”
“Aren’t you afraid of me?”
“No, I’m not afraid. My subconscious tells me that we will become very, very good friends. Thank you for saving my life, and thank you for the sense of safety you’ve given me.”
As she helped Bai Yu tidy her messy hair, Zhao Mingyue was also surprised that she could actually touch a ghost’s body. It could be considered a good thing. Bai Yu was so cute, yet covered in bloodstains and with such messy hair. If she could help groom her, even as a ghost, she would be a cute Fierce Ghost.
It was just as well that Bai Yu didn’t know Zhao Mingyue’s thoughts, otherwise she would have slipped away immediately.
A Fierce Ghost ought to look the part of a Fierce Ghost. Being cute and adorable would lack any sense of intimidation entirely.
“Mingyue.”
“Mm?”
“I don’t know what’s going on in your head. Do you realize what you’re doing? We’ve only known each other for two days.”
“Of course I know, but so what? You treat me well, and I treat you well. When the time comes, if you really want to kill me, the moment you remember that I once treated you so well, perhaps your hand will soften and you’ll spare me.” Zhao Mingyue was half-joking.
Bai Yu said nothing. She admitted she couldn’t quite figure this girl out. No matter how carefree, one wouldn’t normally do something like this. Was she truly not afraid at all?
Why did she trust her so much… Bai Yu truly couldn’t understand.
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