A minute later, the food delivery rider rushed downstairs.
Seeing that Ji Mingsui was still standing at the entrance of the building unit, the delivery rider asked, “Has the order you placed not arrived yet?”
Ji Mingsui shook her head.
It wasn’t that the order she placed hadn’t arrived, but rather that she hadn’t placed an order at all.
The delivery rider said kindly, “You should go home and wait instead.”
Ji Mingsui replied, “Thank you.”
The delivery rider nodded, stepped onto his electric scooter, and left to deliver his next order.
Ji Mingsui knew what the delivery rider meant. The rider assumed she had ordered food on her way home and wanted to carry it directly upstairs, which was why she was waiting at the building entrance.
The rider was afraid that a young woman standing in the middle of the night inside an old residential area without a security gate might encounter someone with malicious intent and find herself in danger, so he suggested she go home and wait.
The corners of Ji Mingsui’s mouth curled up.
In reality, she was the one with malicious intent.
The delivery rider would certainly never guess that a young woman keeping watch at the bottom of the building in the dead of night was planning to wait until another young woman got drunk and blacked out, and then go up to commit improper acts against her.
However, she was merely slightly paranoid and obsessive when it came to love; she did not have an antisocial personality.
Her malicious intent and improper designs were directed solely at Song Yu.
No matter how distorted and morbid her psychology was, she would never do anything to harm society. The only person she wanted to ruin in this lifetime was Song Yu.
An hour later, estimating that Song Yu was sufficiently drunk, Ji Mingsui set off and went upstairs.
Song Yu lived on the 6th floor.
As Ji Mingsui climbed the stairs, she lightly jingled the spare key in her hand.
When Song Yu got drunk, her reactions would become very sluggish.
She would knock on the door first.
If Song Yu inquired and opened the door in a timely manner, it would mean Song Yu hadn’t blacked out. Then, she would casually make up an excuse like, “President Song, I still can’t accept being suddenly fired. Running over to disturb you in the middle of the night is just because I want to talk to you,” to brush it off, preventing a sober Song Yu from discovering that she had also been reborn.
If, after she knocked on the door, Song Yu failed to respond for a long time, it would mean Song Yu was already completely drunk.
Then she could directly use the key to open the door to Song Yu’s home.
After climbing to the 6th floor, Ji Mingsui stood at the door of 603, raised her hand, and knocked on the door a few times.
There was no response inside the door.
Ji Mingsui waited for dozens of seconds, then raised her hand and knocked a few more times.
There was still no response inside the door.
The corners of Ji Mingsui’s mouth hooked up as she inserted the spare key in her hand into the keyhole.
Song Yu did not have the habit of deadbolting the door from the inside.
“Wife, it’s not that I want to criticize you, but your safety awareness is truly too poor.” As Ji Mingsui turned the key, she said with a smile, “As a woman living alone, how can you not deadbolt your door when you sleep at night?”
“If someone with improper intentions such as the reborn version of me stole your spare key and ran over in the middle of the night to open your door, what would you do?”
Song Yu sat on the small sofa with a vacant look in her eyes. In her daze, she seemed to hear someone using a key to open the door to her home.
Was it an auditory hallucination from being drunk?
She had just drunk 12 cans of ice-cold beer and was heavily intoxicated right now, utterly unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy.
Immediately afterward, she heard Ji Mingsui’s voice again.
Song Yu blinked in relief.
No need to stress over it; it was definitely an auditory hallucination.
According to the timeline, Ji Mingsui hadn’t fallen in love with her yet.
Right now, Ji Mingsui didn’t even know where her apartment was, so she definitely wouldn’t run over in the middle of the night to open her front door.
“To freedom!” Song Yu shouted out in relief.
As a result, just a few seconds after her mind was put at ease, she saw Ji Mingsui open the door and walk inside.
Ji Mingsui!
Opened the door!
And walked inside!
Song Yu’s eyes widened.
What Ji Mingsui was wearing was still the same outfit from the daytime: a black windbreaker, blue jeans, white sneakers, and a gray backpack.
Different from the daytime, Ji Mingsui had added a black baseball cap to her head.
It wasn’t just an auditory hallucination.
Was she so drunk that she was experiencing visual hallucinations now?
“Hallucination, disappear.” Song Yu raised her hand and smacked her head hard. “Hallucination, disappear!”
Seeing Song Yu act this way, the corners of Ji Mingsui’s mouth curled up.
She closed the door and smoothly locked it behind her.
Song Yu lived alone and did not have extra slippers at home. Seeing that the floor was very clean, Ji Mingsui took off her shoes and walked into the room wearing only her socks.
After smacking her head hard several times, Song Yu discovered that the Ji Mingsui of her fantasy did not disappear; instead, she was walking toward her step by step.
She was instantly so frightened that she leaned straight back.
However, after being scared for only a few seconds, Song Yu gave up resisting.
Forget it.
The Ji Mingsui in this hallucination was still much, much, much more fun than that jacket tainted with Ji Mingsui’s scent…
“Heh.” Song Yu raised her eyes and let out a laugh at Ji Mingsui, who was walking toward her.
“An erotic hallucination…”
She did not forget to apologize to Ji Mingsui, “I’m sorry, I’m about to do something utterly shameless, utterly shameless to you again.”
By this time, Ji Mingsui had already walked right in front of Song Yu. She looked down to observe Song Yu’s state and raised her eyebrows in surprise. “What on earth is an erotic hallucination?”
Song Yu’s cheeks flushed red, and she explained embarrassedly to Ji Mingsui, “Dreams are divided into beautiful dreams, nightmares, and erotic dreams.”
“Naturally, hallucinations are also divided into beautiful hallucinations, nightmares, and erotic hallucinations.”
Ji Mingsui curled her lip.
So that was what “erotic hallucination” meant.
But since Song Yu had invented the term “erotic hallucination” and even mentioned erotic dreams, it meant that after Song Yu was reborn, she must have had an erotic dream related to her.
Ji Mingsui remembered that when Song Yu was at the company in the morning, she had napped face-down on her desk.
She suddenly realized.
Oh.
No wonder the expression on Song Yu’s face was so strange after she was woken up by Ying Man; it turned out she had had an erotic dream about her.
“You dog,” Ji Mingsui cursed at Song Yu. “You are starving with craving.”
The tips of Song Yu’s ears twitched, and her heart beat wildly.
It wasn’t because Ji Mingsui had cursed at her…her preferences were quite normal, unlike Ji Mingsui’s, which were unique.
The reason her heart rate was accelerating was because she discovered that the look Ji Mingsui used to stare at her right now was no longer as distant and cold as it had been during the day, but was instead filled with a trace of indulgence and affection, just like in their past life.
Even though it was a hallucination.
She still felt quite happy and quite excited.
“It’s not a hallucination.” Ji Mingsui stared at Song Yu’s face.
Since Song Yu would forget everything that happened while she was drunk once she sobered up, she told Song Yu in a cold voice, “I have also been reborn.”
And with a smile, she addressed her: “Wife.”
Song Yu froze.
When she got drunk, her reactions were merely sluggish; she had not completely lost her ability to think.
“What?”
“You’ve also been reborn?!”
“Then why did you pretend to be someone who hadn’t been reborn…” After frowning and trying hard to think for a moment, Song Yu finally figured it out.
She covered her mouth with both hands, the realization hitting her like a bolt from the blue. “You calculated against me.”
“Ji Mingsui, you set up a situation again, you set a trap for me again!”
Ji Mingsui smiled. She squatted down beside Song Yu’s legs, looking up at Song Yu’s face. “I told you before, don’t even think about escaping from the palm of my hand.”
“So what if you died?”
“So what if you were reborn?”
She obediently rested her chin on Song Yu’s knee, yet the tone of her voice when she spoke was incomparably cold, hard, and crazed. “I can just as easily run over from our past life to catch you.”
“Song Yu, you can’t escape.”
“You couldn’t escape in our past life, you can’t escape in this life, and you will never be able to escape for all eternity.”
Song Yu was startled upon hearing this.
She raised her foot, wanting to kick this lunatic Ji Mingsui away.
But she also truly couldn’t bear to do it; she had great physical strength, and if she really kicked Ji Mingsui, it would definitely hurt her.
“Ah!” Consequently, she let out a shriek, stood up, and jumped onto the small sofa, pointing at Ji Mingsui who was squatting on the floor and cursing, “Female ghost!”
“You are a female ghost!”
“A female ghost whose lingering spirit refuses to disperse!”
To actually be able to run over from their past life to catch her, what else could she be if not a female ghost?!
Squatting on the floor, Ji Mingsui tilted her head in a seemingly submissive manner, looking like an obedient pet.
“Stop pretending.” Song Yu now knew that none of this before her eyes was a hallucination.
Ji Mingsui was no submissive pet.
No, actually Ji Mingsui did have times when she was submissive.
Ji Mingsui was incredibly submissive to her in bed, but the moment they got out of bed, Ji Mingsui would turn right back into that lunatic who possessed an extreme desire for control and refused to yield a single step.
Ji Mingsui stood up. Looking at the cheap, old, small sofa beneath Song Yu’s feet, she said worriedly, “Come down quickly.”
“This kind of sofa isn’t sturdy.”
“Be careful, don’t get hurt.”
Song Yu was already heavily intoxicated, and after the fright, her head throbbed with a killing pain.
She forced herself to muster up her energy, trying to find a way to extricate herself. “Ji Mingsui, this is illegal entry into a private residence.”
“Breaking into a private residence is against the law.”
Ji Mingsui took her phone out from her coat pocket. She raised her hand high, held the phone out in front of Song Yu, and said indifferently, “Then call the police.”
“Have the police take me away.”
Song Yu stared at the phone and pursed her lips. She only wanted to get away; she didn’t actually want Ji Mingsui to be arrested by the police.
Seeing that Song Yu couldn’t bring herself to call the police, Ji Mingsui let out three cold sneers in a row. “Heh.”
“Heh.”
“Heh.”
She said to Song Yu, “Don’t ever say you don’t love me again in the future.”
“If you don’t love me, why can’t you bear to call the police to arrest me?”