"Your face doesn't look very good."

It was early in the morning of the third day after Chen Rong returned.

She sat down opposite Meng Quan, her husband's pale and bloodless face made her frown and she was a little worried.

"I... it's okay." Meng Quan smiled forcibly and continued to stir the milk casually.

He has confirmed that his wife has been dead for a long time.

But this is his wife, the one who may have spent the rest of his life together...

How could he leave her?

"I plan to find a new job." Chen Rong stroked his long hair, and his handful of hair slid down from her fingertips, accumulating a piece at his feet.

She seemed to have not noticed this scene.

"...Let's rest at home for a while, your health is not well yet." Meng Quan said after a brief silence.

"But I'm bored at home." Chen Rong held his chin, his agile expression was no different from a living person.

After she finished speaking, she suddenly found that her husband had put on the wool sweater she wore in autumn, and then related to his expression...

"Are you catching a cold? Wearing such thick clothes?"

She leaned over, touched Meng Quan's forehead with her palm, and then touched her own, muttering strangely: "I don't feel it..."

"I...I'm fine."

Hidden under the dining table, with your palm squinted toward your back, the number displayed by the air conditioner remote control you hold is: 16°C.

And the wife was wearing a sleeveless nightgown.

She has completely lost her external senses.

He didn't know why his gentle and kind wife had become like this not long ago...

His wife Yingshou kept talking, and Meng Quan finished her breakfast in a quiet and silent manner.

Before going to work, Chen Rong covered the air conditioner with a gray cloth to prevent his wife from finding that the air conditioner was turned on to the lowest temperature. Then he dressed neatly and stood at the door and told his wife: "It has been raining recently, don't go out. Before you... I don't want to see you after going home..."

"Okay~ Wait for you to come back." Chen Rong narrowed her eyes happily and tiptoed to her husband's lips.

The mint smell of brushed teeth in the morning mixed with the unpleasant odor and penetrated into his mouth. Meng Quan almost couldn't resist the urge to retching, swallowed the secreted saliva with a pale face, barely said goodbye, and turned around and left the door.

Drop-

The rainy rain is hazy, and the rainy season has just entered, with most of it drizzling. However, the rain will change in a few days.

It's evening, it's getting dark.

Meng Quan drove into the garage, parked the car, and turned off the engine.

The sound of the engine disappeared, and the noise of the whole day faded at this moment, approaching quiet.

He got out of the car and returned to the 16th floor from the elevator.

Standing at the door of the house, he took out the key and was about to open the door, he hesitated for a moment, and then opened the door without hesitation.

What came out to greet him was not the laughter of his wife, but the rotten smell in the air if there was nothing.

Meng Quan felt nervous and placed his briefcase on the shoe rack, unable to wait to rush into the living room.

Crazy-

The sound of cooking came from the living room.

Meng Quan rushed outside the kitchen and saw the figure facing him. His heart was slightly relieved. Then he felt like a sudden clenched by a big hand, so painful that he could not breathe.

A blue-purple corpse spot appeared on his wife's beautiful cheeks.

The corpse spots... began to spread.

"Are you back?" Chen Rong found her husband outside the door and smiled gently.

The blooming smile made Meng Quan stunned, and then he felt nervous: "Are you... going out to buy vegetables?"

"No, there is one in the refrigerator. But I have to go buy vegetables tomorrow." Chen Rong pulled the pot a few times, closed the lid and walked towards Meng Quan.

"I'll go!" Meng Quan answered quickly.

He no longer dared to let his wife leave, if others saw his wife rotting...

"You, do you really think I'm a child?"

Chen Rong went deep into her husband's suit with both hands, hugged him gently through her shirt, and leaned against his shoulder and shook it gently.

The corpse stinking, which was far more intense than during the day, penetrated into his nose, choking Meng Quan made him cough repeatedly. He waved his hand to his wife who let go of his surprise: "Cough cough... nothing is oil cough cough cough cough, the oil smoke is a little choking, I'll go back to the living room first."

Turning around, the smiling face instantly turned ashen.

Just the third day...

The dinner tastes like chewing wax. Meng Quan responded to his wife's various questions perfunctorily, and generally thought about how to keep his wife in the future so that she could not find the truth...

Before going to bed at night, Meng Quan returned to the bedroom.

The disgusting stench of corpse could not be dissipated in the bedroom. Meng Quan crept onto the bed with his mouth and pressed his wife who was lying on the bed reading.

"Why are you so proactive today?" Chen Rong turned around and hugged her husband with a smile.

"Feed more to your health." Meng Quan smiled far-fetchedly and took off his clothes.

"Forget it, I don't feel it today." Chen Rong gently pushed her husband away.

Meng Quan was slightly stunned, breathing a sigh of relief, and indescribable grief followed.

He thought that letting his wife collect yang and replenish yin can relieve the speed of rot... This actually has no effect at all.

No words all night.

On the fourth day, Meng Quan was awakened by the strong stench.

He could hardly breathe, struggled to climb down from the bed, and staggered out of the room!

“Ha—huh—ha—huh—”

He gasped violently, looked back at his wife who was sleeping soundly on his side, took a deep breath and held back to the bedroom, opened the window and quickly exited, and closed the bedroom door.

"Hu..." He breathed for a few breaths, and he opened the windows of the next bedroom, study and kitchen together to ventilate.

It was dawn and it was only a few minutes before six o'clock.

I definitely can’t sleep anymore, and I will have three hours to go to work.

Meng Quan decided to take this opportunity to clean the room.

He slipped back to the bedroom again, and the smell dissipated after the air was circulating. He tiptoed to pick up his clothes, went back to the kitchen to put them on, and went downstairs to the supermarket to purchase.

Disinfectant, air purifier, freshener.

More than ten minutes later, Meng Quan returned to the quiet home. There was no movement in the bedroom and his wife was still sleeping soundly.

He first opened the door, then moved the air purifier to a corner that was not easy to be discovered and opened, so that the odor would be dissipated.

After a few minutes, the taste was almost dissipated. Meng Quan closed the door and took out two cans of lemon-flavored freshener in one hand and two hands. He sprayed it around the living room, study and kitchen until the two cans were empty before he stopped.

He picked up two more cans of brand new ones and drilled them back to the bedroom to spray them.

The fragrance of lemon and the smell of corpse are indescribable, but it is better than a simple stench.

Meng Quan didn't even dare to take a deep breath to try the effect. He returned to the living room, put four cans of empty freshener into a garbage bag, and went downstairs to throw it away.

Bang-

After gently closing the door, Meng Quan suddenly heard the humming sound coming from the bedroom.

Walking over and pushing open the bedroom door, my wife sits in front of the dressing mirror with her back to her.

The corpse spot climbed up half of her face, and the bright and transparent eyes have now become turbid and no longer clear.

She didn't seem to notice that her body was gradually rotting, and hummed and tidied up her long hair.

Seeing the changes in the mirror, Chen Rong turned his head, bent his eyes and smiled, "Do I look good?"

Meng Quan was stunned at the door. At this moment, he suddenly realized... he could no longer stop his wife from rotting.

But he can accompany his wife through all the rest of the time.

So his eyes bent and he smiled gently.
Chapter completed!