Chapter 4: Anxiety

It should have been a sweet night of dreams, but Jiang Qian had such a nightmare.

He actually rarely had nightmares since he was a child.

Nightmares usually only feel terrible when they are done. After waking up, the fear of people will be greatly reduced. After waking up, Jiang Qian did not take it to heart.

Afterwards, his sleep returned to normal and he never dreamed of anything strange again, and this incident was soon forgotten by him.

For the next half month, Jiang Qian spent most of her time in the hospital to help take care of her.

Although Jiang Wenjing woke up half a month ago, he has been in a continuous plant state since then, and has not improved after active treatment. Although Jiang Qian is anxious, he also knows that in addition to persisting in this kind of thing, he also needs to pay attention to opportunities.

According to the advice of the attending doctor, Jiang Qian's father is currently in a stable state and does not need to be hospitalized again. Moreover, the subsequent recovery period may be relatively long. It is best to take it home for care.

This suggestion is naturally in line with Jiang Qian's wishes.

However, he has already taken half a month off this month, and the company is urging him tightly. He has no way to ask for leave for the time being, so he may have to hire professional nursing to take care of him.

Another thing is that Jiang Qian’s father’s rental house is too poor and he can’t take care of people at all. Jiang Qian could only tell his mother about these situations on the phone.

Fei Qing was very busy and hung up after just rushing on the phone.

It was only after nine o'clock in the evening that Jiang Qian heard a burst of high heels coming from the corridor outside the ward.

Fei Qing, with her hair tied high, wearing a black skirt and a white shirt, walked in. Jiang Qian knew that she should have finished her work and immediately came over and moved the chair she was sitting on to her.

Fei Qing sat down on the chair, looking a little tired on her face with light makeup.

Jiang Qian knew that she had been busy with official business recently, so she came over to squeeze her shoulders.

Fei Qing looked at Jiang Wenjing with a dull face and asked Jiang Qian behind her: What do you think?

Jiang Qian repeated the current situation to her and finally asked tentatively: Mom, the place I rented by my dad is indeed not suitable for caring for people, and it is far away. I think I can only take him home for the time being. Do you think it's OK?

In terms of nursing, I will contact a professional housekeeping company tomorrow. Aunt Xu has also helped take care of her father for so long, so she really feels sorry for her.

Fei Qing said with a cold face: You don’t know. Mom hates this person now. It’s better if he dies, let alone take him home.

Mom, don't do this.Jiang Qian said helplessly, no matter what, Dad is like this now. If there is any problem, at least he will wait until he recovers before solving it.

Seeing that Fei Qing was still cold, Jiang Qian had to bite the bullet and continue.

No matter what, he is my father. If I don’t take him home for care, I can’t feel at ease. Mom, if you have a relationship with your father and wife, just treat him as a helper this time, is that okay?

Fei Qing frowned when she heard this.

After a while, he sighed helplessly.

Forget it, since all the words are said, for your sake, I will help this person for the last time.

Jiang Qian was very happy when he heard this and immediately completed the discharge procedures for his father.

That night, Jiang Wenjing was finally taken back to his home where he had been away from for two years.

Mom, which room do you want dad to live in?

Fei Qing took off her high heels in the entrance hall and replied without hesitation: Let him sleep for the guests.

After that, I won’t forget to add that he is not allowed to go in the master bedroom.

Fei Qing bought the house she lived in. Although she is now a senior manager of the police in Jiangcheng, she bought only an ordinary commercial house of more than 180 square meters, with four bedrooms and two living rooms. Jiang Wenjing never paid a penny at that time.

Jiang Qian said oh, feeling a little disappointed.

Xiao He, the subordinate who was responsible for driving a few people back, helped carry Jiang Wenjing, who was confused, to the bed of the guest bedroom, and then came out to say goodbye.

Director Fei, there is nothing else, so I will leave first.

Fei Qing nodded, Thank you for your hard work, Xiao He, drive slowly when you go back.

Know, Director.

Fei Qing untied her hair and was about to take a shower. When she saw Jiang Qian bringing a folding bed from another guest bedroom to Jiang Wenjing's room, she asked him casually.

Are you going to sleep there tonight?

Jiang Qian looked at her and nodded. I was still a little worried about leaving my dad alone.

Fei Qing didn't comment. She didn't seem to be interested in continuing the topic. She just said: I have friends and acquaintances in the housekeeping company. Just ask him to help him contact him tomorrow. You can go to your class with peace of mind.

Jiang Qian nodded: Yes.

After Fei Qing took a shower, her hair was not dry yet, she came into the room with her computer and a lot of information, closed the door, and did not come out until after twelve o'clock.

Jiang Qian, who had been paying attention to his mother's movements, sighed when he saw this.

No words all night.

The next day, Fei Qing went to work early.

She lives in the high-level police force in Jiangcheng and has many friends. Her friend quickly helped contact the largest housekeeping company in Jiangcheng. After the other party learned about Jiang Wenjing's situation, he assigned a very experienced nursing aunt to take care of Jiang Qian's daily life.

Jiang Qian returned to the company to report.

Jiang Qian, you are finally here. Do you know how busy our group has been in the past two weeks? It’s so busy that we are so busy.

As soon as he came, he heard Yu Bao complaining and said apologetically: Sorry, my dad had an accident and has been busy taking care of him for the past two weeks.

When Yu Bao mentioned this, he immediately came over in a gossip, lowered his voice and asked him: By the way, Jiang Qian, the cold and beautiful woman who came to pick you up last time is really your mother?

Speaking of this, is that beautiful woman really your mother?It's impossible...

It's Ah, that beauty is so young, at most thirty years old, how could it be your mother?

Other colleagues in the same group also came over.

Jiang Qian said casually: She is my mother, what are the benefits of lying to you?

Wow, it’s Jiang Qian, your mother…

I just said, no wonder Jiang Qianren is very handsome. It turns out that your mother is so beautiful and so elegant... By the way, what kind of job does your mother do? It looks very difficult, and even Butcher Liu can't be fierce in front of your mother.

That's right, you've asked for two weeks of leave, if someone else had scolded him to death, but today you came to report that Butcher Liu was so polite, obviously because he was afraid of offending Jiang Qian's mother.

Not only the male colleague, but also the female colleague seemed to be very interested in Fei Qing and caught Jiang Qian and asked questions.

I'll tell you a few beauties, when did you become so gossipy? Look, I still have a lot of work left in my hands.Jiang Qian said helplessly.

Naturally, he didn't want to reveal to others casually that Fei Qing's identity was the director of the serious crime team in Jiangcheng.

Oh, sorry.

The group of people dispersed.

Jiang Qian has a lot of business, and almost everyone has to work overtime recently, but the job he has accumulated the most because he has taken two weeks of fake jobs. It was not until almost 11 o'clock in the evening that the company's people were exposed, and Jiang Qian packed up and prepared to go home.

An Jian called him, she was ready to go to bed and rest.

The two of them had the habit of making phone calls before going to bed. They knew that Jiang Qian would work overtime these days to catch up on the progress. An Jian asked him to go home early and didn't say much.

After talking to An Jian on the phone for a while, Jiang Qian hung up, got up and went to the bathroom, preparing to wash his face and went home.

In front of the bathroom sink, Jiang Qian turned on the faucet.

He stretched out his hand, lowered his head and wiped his face with water, became a little more energetic, and then raised his head.

There was a creaking sound from the bathroom behind me.

The company's bathrooms are quite large, and there are three separate bathrooms in the men's bathroom. However, because they are used more often, the sound of several independent bathrooms is a bit loud when they open the door.

Jiang Qian thought he was the one who worked overtime the latest in the company, but he didn't expect that there was someone in the bathroom, so he turned his head a little surprised.

There were three separate bathroom doors, two closed as tightly as usual, and the large open door was empty at this time, without a single figure.

It turns out that no one is there.

Jiang Qian frowned, wondering why the door opened by itself.

But he didn't think much about it, maybe the door lock might not be broken.

He shook the water in his hand and prepared to leave.

Squeak.

The sound of the door opening came from behind again.

Jiang Qian turned around strangely and saw the bathroom door that was originally closed in the middle. There was obviously no one inside, and the door suddenly opened slowly outwards.

Strange, is the lock of this door broken? There is no wind coming in outside the window.

Jiang Qian was puzzled and his raised eyes accidentally flew over the large flat mirror on the sink.

At this moment, the expression on his face suddenly subsided.

His eyes were staring at the mirror, and a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face.

A pair of gray-white feet suddenly appeared in the bathroom where the door was slowly opening out of the mirror.

The door opened slowly.

A thin woman with barefoots, wearing a stained white nightgown, and her hair scattered in front of her, stood quietly in the bathroom in the middle.

In his hanging hair, Jiang Qian vaguely saw her gray eyes staring at him.

Jiang Qian's head exploded with a buzzing sound.

He recognized it at a glance. What appeared in the mirror was the female ghost who appeared in the nightmare he had that night after he got the painting more than half a month ago!

That's not a dream!

She followed Jiang Qian!

Jiang Qian turned around in horror, but saw that the bathroom with the door behind him was empty. How could there be any female ghost?

He turned around and looked into the mirror again.

The next moment, his whole scalp was so scared that it was paralyzed.

The female ghost had already arrived silently less than a meter behind him.

Jiang Qian could even clearly see from the mirror that her hands were so haggard that they were skinny and boneless, her ten nails were curved and sharp, and they were as black as if they had been inserted into the soil, which was disgusting.

Jiang Qian felt chill all over, and her scalp seemed to be clenched, and even her breathing almost stopped.

He almost ran wildly.

He didn't even dare to take the elevator and ran down the stairs.

He didn't dare to look behind him, so he called a taxi and ran straight home.

Until he returned home, Jiang Qian still looked shocked and did not recover from the previous horror.

Am I... hallucinating?

Jiang Qian was a little suspicious of herself.

Influenced by his mother, Jiang Qian was an atheist since childhood and never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods like Fei Qing.

In addition, he had just had a nightmare before, so he didn't take this matter to heart and forgot it later.

But tonight, Jiang Qian saw the terrible female ghost again while awake, and he didn't know how to explain.

Alas, don’t think too much, maybe it’s because I’m too tired these days.

Jiang Qian could only comfort herself like this and tried not to think about it.

Fortunately, Fei Qing didn't go home tonight, otherwise he would have seen his extremely bad face.

No dreams all night.

The next day, Jiang Qian went to work as usual.

When he arrived at the company, his immediate boss Liu Degui called him into the office.

He was the last one to leave last night, but he did not turn off the company's lights and air conditioners. Liu Degui said with an ugly face.

In that situation last night, he would not dare to stay in the company, Jiang Qian was in trouble.

Fortunately, because Fei Qing came to ask Jiang Qian for leave last time, Liu Degui probably discovered Fei Qing's identity. He had a very restrained temper and did not scold him, and he didn't say anything seriously.

Yu Bao came over, but Butcher Liu didn’t scold you, right?

Jiang Qian shook her head.

Yu Bao looked at him a few times and said: Jiang Qian, your face is not very good. Although work is also important, don’t work too hard. Your body is the capital of revolution.

It’s just that I didn’t sleep well last night, nothing happened.Jiang Qian patted his broad shoulders.

What he thought to himself was that the terrifying female ghost was still hiding in the company's bathroom.

Although Jiang Qian wanted to know, he really didn't have the courage to verify it alone.

When lunch time came, Jiang Qian plucked up and walked towards the male bathroom. At the same time, two other male colleagues were also walking there. Only then did Jiang Qian pluck up the courage to follow.

When he entered the bathroom again, Jiang Qian pretended to wash his hands in front of the sink, but in fact he held his breath and stared at the big mirror in front of him.

There is no abnormality in the mirror and reality.

It seemed as if what appeared in front of him last night was just a nightmare.

Jiang Qian, do you need to use the bathroom?Yu Bao had already finished the trip and walked over.

Jiang Qian felt a little relieved. It seemed that the thing would not appear during the day. He shook his head, no need.

Yu Bao took his shoulder and walked down to the cafeteria for dinner.

By the way, I said Jiang Qian, when will you and An Jian get married?

During lunch, Yu Bao sat opposite Jiang Qian and asked with a gossip.

Yu Bao also came from Jiangcheng University and graduated from the same year as Jiang Qian and An Jian.

Although he was different in the department, An Jian has become the object of talk about by countless boys in the school since the first day of his admission, so he naturally joined in the fun.

But there are very few boys in college who can get close to An Jian, so Yu Bao naturally has no such honor. He has not been able to say a word to An Jian for several years in college.

However, after becoming a colleague with Jiang Qian, he was able to speak well with An Jian. He was extremely envious of An Jian becoming Jiang Qian's girlfriend.

When An Jian was mentioned, a happy smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Qian's mouth.

How long has An Jian and I graduated? How quickly is it?

Where will it be fast?Yu Bao swallowed the pasta in big mouthfuls and said vaguely, "A girl as beautiful as An Jian, how many men want to chase her? I'll tell you Ah, at least 80% of the boys who have seen her at school have had a crush on her."

I can also guarantee that there must be a lot of colleagues pursuing her in the company where she works. If you get married early, the flies around her that always want to pester her will leave on their own.

Jiang Qian smiled, I know you are worried that An Jian will be chased, and no one can interfere with her relationship.

Not long ago, she booked me a plane ticket. I went to see her parents with her, don’t worry.

Yu Bao widened his eyes and looked envious: No wonder you are not in a hurry at all. It turns out that you have met both parents. Well, when you two are going to get married, don’t forget me.

How could it be? I will definitely invite you to come.Jiang Qian smiled.

Jiang Qian continued to work.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, colleagues from other groups were almost working overtime, and many of them left first.

Jiang Qian's group has the most projects, and seven or eight people, including Yu Bao, have to continue working overtime until nine o'clock.

With colleagues here, Jiang Qian's heart was still calm. He would not think about the things that happened last night and was dealing with the work at hand wholeheartedly.

When it was almost nine o'clock, Jiang Qian was facing the computer for a long time and felt her eyes a little sore. After rubbing it, she planned to continue.

At this moment, the computer screen suddenly flashed and became dark.

Jiang Qian's first reaction was that the computer was broken. He looked down at the desk and saw that the computer's host power light was still on, indicating that the host was still running normally.

Jiang Qian pressed the monitor's power supply without any reaction. He guessed that the monitor was probably broken, so he prepared to get up and borrow the monitors of other colleagues first.

As soon as he got up, his eyes accidentally glanced at the lower right corner of the screen, and the next moment his pupils expanded in horror.

A female ghost with disheveled hair appeared vaguely in the black screen. She stood behind Jiang Qian, stretching her hand towards his neck, making an action to pinch his neck.

The cold chill rushed straight to his forehead.

In just a moment, Jiang Qian was so shocked by the scene in front of him that his scalp almost exploded.

He trembled in shock and picked up the pen holder at his hand. While turning around, the pen holder in his hand almost smashed it in front of him with all his strength.

He fought back in fear and swung his pen in the pen holder to the floor.

Jiang Qian, what's wrong?

Yu Bao was startled by his movements, turned his head and looked at it, and saw that Jiang Qian's face was not bloody at all, so he hurried over.

Jiang Qian held back the fear in her heart and stretched out her finger to the screen in front of him.

Just now... a ghost stood behind me... Look, she is standing there now...

Yu Bao widened his eyes, leaned over to the screen, and turned around in confusion: There is nothing Ah.

No?

Jiang Qian said in a daze, how is that possible? See it clearly.

When the colleagues around heard the movement here, they all came over.

But like Yu Bao, Jiang Qian's eyes clearly opened his eyes and saw nothing else.

All colleagues ignored the female ghost reflected on the screen.

Jiang Qian, are you too tired these days? Otherwise... please take a few more days off and have a good rest.A female colleague couldn't help but say.

It's Ah, it's Ah, don't get tired of your body and it's troublesome.

Others also agreed.

Jiang Qian couldn't listen to a word from them.

He looked at the ghost standing quietly at the door and looking at him, feeling chilling all over.

Seeing that Jiang Qian's face was nowhere to be looked down and sweated coldly, Yu Bao sent Jiang Qian home first.

His home is barely a coincidence with Jiang Qian.

Along the way, Jiang Qian kept looking at mirrors, mobile phone screens and other reflective objects. Until the taxi drove to the community where he lived, Jiang Qian did not find any trace of the female ghost, and the fear in his heart calmed down a little.

Jiang Qian, if you feel tired, you might as well take a leave these two days.Yu Bao said with some concern.

Jiang Qian sighed, waved his hand at him, let's talk about it.

When he got home, Fei Qing was sitting sideways on the sofa in the living room.

She was wearing a tight knee-length skirt under her round waist, a snow-white shirt, and the thin gray stockings on her legs had not been replaced. She was lazily wearing a pair of cotton mops under her feet, and was concentrating on a notebook in front of her, thinking. It seemed that she had just gotten off work.

Aunt Wang, who is newly invited to take care of Jiang Wenjing, is cutting fruit in the kitchen.

Jiang Qian went to the room to look at Jiang Qian's father for a while.

Jiang Qian's father was still the same. Apart from sleeping time, he just opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling blankly.

Jiang Qian had a lot to ask him, especially since he opened the black wooden box and saw the painting, he would entangle the female ghost in the painting.

He wanted to ask his father who the woman in the painting was, why did she become such a terrible appearance, and followed him.

But Jiang Wenjing's current state was so hard that he could not answer him.

Jiang Qian came out of the living room and sat on the sofa exhausted.

Fei Qing closed the notebook and looked at him, a little surprised.

Your face is very bad. Are you feeling uncomfortable or what's going on?

Jiang Qian's lips moved, and finally couldn't help but say: Mom, do you think, in this world...

Is there any ghost?

Fei Qing frowned, looked at him, and said lightly: What should I do if I ask such a boring thing?

Jiang Qian opened her mouth, sighed, and said bitterly: Mom, I seem to have... hit a ghost.

Fei Qing was his strongest backing. Although he knew that she was an atheist, Jiang Qian really had no choice when encountering such a strange thing.

He could only tell Fei Qing truthfully what he encountered in the past two days.

After hearing this, Fei Qing just said lightly: There is nothing in this world at all. You are too tired. Please ask for leave from the company these two days.

Jiang Qian knew that Fei Qing would never believe that there were ghosts in this world.

In fact, he also had some doubts whether he had been too tired recently and had too much work pressure, which caused the hallucination.

Although Jiang Qian did not feel how tired he was, when it comes to this, he had to call the supervisor Liu Butcher and ask him for another two days off.

Butcher Liu complained about Jiang Qian's request for leave every few days, but he finally agreed.

Aunt Wang came over with the cut fruit. Mr. Jiang is off work, so let’s eat some fruit.

Thanks.

By the way, madam, the hot water in the bathroom has been put into you.

OK

Fei Qing nodded and got up to take a shower.

She patted her son's face and said with a smile: Tomorrow is Saturday, An Jian doesn't have to go to work, go out for a date with her and relax.In addition, my mother has been very busy with work recently and doesn’t often go home to sleep. If you have any questions, just tell Aunt Wang to do.

Jiang Qian nodded.

After taking a shower, Jiang Qian went back to her room to rest.

An Jian called him as usual before going to bed.

In order to avoid An Jian's concern, Jiang Qian did not tell her these things.

Jiang Qian asked her to go out shopping tomorrow, and An Jian agreed happily.

The two chatted for more than half an hour, and An Jian's gentle and gentle voice gradually dispelled the clouds that enveloped Jiang Qian's heart.

It was not until the conversation got hot that the two of them said good night to each other and hung up the phone reluctantly.

No dreams all night.

The next day, at 8 a.m.

Jiang Qian woke up on time, feeling full of energy and her mental state returned to normal.

Strangely, Jiang Qian first encountered the female ghost when he was in a dream, and that night he was in his room.

After half a month, the female genius appeared again and the location changed to his company.

Instead, when he returned home, the female ghost did not follow him, and Jiang Qian did not dream about her again.

Although he couldn't figure it out, Jiang Qian was really relieved.

He is just an ordinary person and doesn't want to face such an unexplained existence.

Dingdong...

Jiang Qian was washing her face in the bathroom when she heard the doorbell ring.

Aunt Qing, good morning, did Jiang Qian get up?

It's An Jian, who came here so early. Come in quickly. Jiang Qian got up and was brushing his teeth.

Jiang Qian washed her face and walked out.

He saw his mother picking out the cotton she wore from the shoe cabinet in the entrance hall and dragging it to An Jian to exchange it, while praising her with a smile on her face.

An Jian is so beautiful today.

An Jian changed his shoes and felt a little embarrassed: Where is that? Aunt Qing, you are really beautiful.

At the time of summer and autumn, An Jian was wearing a light green floral chiffon skirt today and a light-colored thin knitted jacket. He was wearing a pair of light pink diamond-inlaid flat shoes, without socks. The slender veins on his delicate instep matched the white skin color, and a small piece of fair ivory-like calves were exposed under the hem of the skirt.

An Jian also had a light makeup on her face. Not only did she dress up beautifully, but her unique elegant ladylike temperament also rushed towards her.

Not to mention that Jiang Qian's eyes lit up, even Fei Qing, who was a woman, was blinded by her eyes.

Fei Qing received An Jian’s sincere praise and her face was very happy. She warmly greeted An Jian to sit down: When it comes to beauty, how can I compare with An Jian? Look at your skin color, it’s so beautiful, natural and white, and you don’t even need to wear stockings.

An Jian's face turned red: No, Aunt Qing's skin color is also very good, and my mother can't compare to it.

An Jian, come so early, have you had breakfast?

Jiang Qian walked out of the living room and greeted An Jian with a smile.

Well, I've eaten it.An Jian nodded with a smile, "Eat slowly, I will talk to my aunt."

Looking at An Jian holding hands with Fei Qing with a clever smile, sitting on the sofa, like a pair of intimate sisters, a warm current flowed through Jiang Qian's heart.