Chapter 4 Mysterious purchase

After that accident, Sahara thought she was already dead, but she suddenly got lost in another dimension. Here is dense fog everywhere, giving people a feeling of cold loneliness, completely devoid of any trace of life.

Being in a trance, not understanding what was going on, Sahara heard someone's cry echoing. In a quiet space like this, the usual cry suddenly became dreary, making her feel the corner of her eye-stinging when she heard it.

She followed the sound, looking for the source of the cry. The sound alone was scary enough. Now looking at the image happening in front of her, she felt the blood in her body running backward, the whole body became stiff, and the cross-section no longer had a drop of blood.

In front of Sahara is a girl with a graceful, graceful figure, white skin, elegant facial features, and long hair that she let loose behind. The temperature in the mist was very low, she just stood for a while and felt her whole body shiver, but this girl was only wearing a thin skirt. The scene of this young girl under the fog would be beautiful if she didn't have...

Blood!

That's right, the girl's entire body was not without blood anywhere.

The face with the delicate five senses was now swollen, the five fingertips bruised the cheeks. Her white skin is now covered with small and large wounds, some have scabbed over and some are fresh knife wounds, now still bleeding non-stop.

That's not enough, the girl's dress has now been dyed a bright red. The glue of the blood forms thin silk threads that extend from the body of the skirt to the bottom of the foot. The lower body combined with the face has created a creepy image.

The whole body fell into this state, but the owner did not seem to feel any pain. When Sahara looked over, she enthusiastically smiled at her. Unfortunately, she couldn't know how unsightly her smile right now was.

"Sahara..."

Sahara was still standing rooted to the spot, her mind blank, completely unsure of what to do. At this moment, the person in front of her suddenly spoke, causing her tense body to become even tenser. Her relaxed eyebrows also immediately tightened.

A series of questionable questions rang in her head, she felt her thoughts were as tangled as silk. She held her head, trying to remember everything before her accident, but it was all very vague. Suddenly, she felt a certain force enter her body, and in her mind, some strange images appeared.

Sahara was confused, but she knew that losing her temper could not solve the problem. That's why she took a deep breath, quickly stabilized her mood, and once again looked up, her face had returned to its normal state.

Her eyes locked on the body in front of her, her questioning voice was neither fast nor slow:

"Where is this? Who are you? How do you know my name?"

When she spoke, she tried to emphasize each sentence, each word to strengthen her voice, but when the words left her lips, they became so soft and light that if the other person wasn't attentive, she wouldn't be able to pay attention. Could not hear what she said. So the doubt in her heart pushed higher and higher.

Contrary to her nervous look, this girl was thrilled. She dusted off her body and stood up, her hands covered with blood and bruises were brought forward, smiling and introducing:

"Hi, I'm Sahara."

With such a creepy appearance, her voice was very gentle. It's like a summer love song that makes other people feel a lot more comfortable when listening to it.

Sahara neither spoke nor intended to respond to the opponent's actions. Her arms crossed in front of her chest, clearly guarded. Her eyes were still focused on the other person's face, not wanting to miss any suspicious expressions.

Seeing that the other side did not want to shake hands with him, Sahara's arm was held in midair with no shame. She didn't immediately say anything, but slowly sat back down on the ground, her eyes looking forward as if she wanted to pierce it to some distant heaven.

Just when Sahara thought she would stay silent forever, a choked voice sounded. Along with the voice, in front of her also appeared a miniature screen in which the main character was the person sitting in front of her.

Sahara grew up in a well-to-do family. Before the age of ten, she was like a little princess being pampered by her parents, but after the birth of her younger sister, and all the care they gave, they transferred her to her sister.

The two treated her coldly, often asking her to do the heavy lifting around the house. The two also often beat her, getting angry if she was late for something. In the middle of the night, if her sister suddenly wakes up, she is also the one who has to wake up to lull her to sleep instead of her parents.

A ten-year-old girl, after a night of losing all of her parents' love, asked how many people could withstand this shock. Because she couldn't stand it, Sahara cried to find her parents, but she discovered that the two of them were trying to get rid of her, not only that, but she also heard and knew that she was just a catalyst for the two of them who has his child. And she was just a baby that was picked up.

Realizing this, she was afraid of two people abandoning her, and Sahara became more withdrawn. She tried to do well in the assigned work because she did not want to have to wander the streets like other children. Fortunately, after seeing her obedient expression, the two changed their minds and kept her at home.

She became less and less talkative. She did not dare to speak loudly at home, even if her sister was bullied, she did not dare to react harshly. Because of this personality, even though she went out to work later on, she still couldn't get rid of the ghost of her childhood, cowering in front of everything.

Life she thought would pass by like that, but disaster suddenly fell on her thin shoulders. John's business was at a loss, leading to a lot of debt. Because he wanted to save her, he agreed to marry her to his rival.

The anti-social mentality, so on the wedding night, when Mister Syhan touched her, she couldn't help but resist and was beaten up by him.

After watching, Sahara couldn't imagine what her feelings were right now. Originally, she thought that she had suffered enough, but if put on a scale to compare, her suffering is still not worth mentioning.

Her defensive mentality has disappeared, replaced by feelings, feelings of pain, feelings of pity for someone with the same unfortunate fate as her: "Don't the two of them feel sorry for you?"

"Because of guilt, they're crying in front of the emergency room." Sahara's voice is still so gentle, it seems that everything just now has nothing to do with her. But her words made Sahara's spine cold.

In front of the emergency room door? So where is she now? Filled with doubts, she just wanted to clarify when her voice was neither fast nor slow once again.

"You are dead, but now you have a chance to live again. To do that, you must help me fulfill my wish."