Ghost Husband: The Beloved of the Underworld
The People We Love Together

Seulgi muttered, unable to hear him clearly.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and it seemed like he had not yet arrived home, and he leaned into Jaemin's arm and fell asleep in his cold arm.

It was dark, but he slept well.

When Seulgi woke up again, it was already dusk outside the window, and when dusk came, he slept all day.

As soon as Seulgi opened his eyes, he saw Jaemin sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at him with a gentle face.

"Wake up?"

Seulgi nodded, stretched his body and sat down, only to feel refreshed and sleepy.

"Your day and night routines are suitable for going to the underworld to live with ghosts."

Seulgi could not help but smile: "I am in the human world, isn't it

I live with you this lustful ghost?"

His eagle eyes narrowed, and he slowly rubbed his hair: "You're finally smiling, aren't angry?"

It was good that he didn't mention it, and when he brought up this topic, Seulgi was instantly enraged.

"You still haven't explained to me clearly, what happened between you and Irene?"

Jaemin sighed lightly, looking helpless: "I won't save her next time."

"It's not a question of whether you can save or not."

Seulgi's sixth sense is always accurate, and his intuition tells him that Jaemin is hiding something from him. For some reason, Seulgi vaguely felt that his hiding from her was related to his lost memories.

Sure enough, his eyes were lowered, and his always handsome brows showed a hint of earnestness that Seulgi could not understand.

Jaemin looked at her slowly and spoke word for word: "Soulgi, whatever happens, I only have you in my heart, and from beginning to end, it's just you."

Seulgi doesn't understand this anymore.

Inevitably Seulgi looked back at her, his eyes not blinking, and Jaemin looked at her deeply.

After a long time, he grabbed her hand and whispered, "Come here."

This was not like the domineering tone in the past, there was no doubt, but there was a lot of gentleness.

Seulgi obediently pulled on by her and sat in her arms, a pair of arms involuntarily circling her neck and a pillow in her cold neck socket.

"I asked Hansu to investigate the details of Irene, and the reason why I didn't tell you was because I was afraid you'd be finicky." Jaemin finally spoke.

"Why investigate?" Seulgi doesn't understand.

Jaemin said: "He's related to my past."

His heart suddenly sinks, and somehow bad thoughts arise, if one day, Jaemin remembers his lost past, but discovers that he is by no means a good person ...

His arms slipped from between his neck, and Seulgi lowered his eyes, and he could not stop the slightest loss in his eyes.

"Remember? You said that if you betray me someday, you will go to the eighteen levels of hell."

Jaemin was stunned: "Of course I remember."

"Don't break your words."

Jaemin looked at her helplessly and smiled bitterly: "Darling, your husband hasn't finished talking, are you so eager to make a conclusion?"

Huh huh? Seulgi looked at him suspiciously.

Jaemin frowned intently and slowly said to him: "I think Irene is my relative, it must be said that it is our common relative."

Mutual relatives!

His heart suddenly recalled the sentence Irene had told him a long time ago.

Seulgi is trapped in a mental hospital, and he remembers that night Irene suddenly appears and picks up the amethyst from Zixia's hand, and when Seulgi catches it, Seulgi, he told her that he always thought of her as a relative.

Right now, that meaningless sentence reverberated in his mind, intertwined and overlapping with Jaemin's words, forming an impossible possibility.

Suddenly Seulgi flinched, his eyes widened in disbelief, and Seulgi looked at Jaemin in astonishment.

Jaemin chuckled, tightened his arms, and hugged her: "You also find it hard to believe, don't you?"

His eyes were confused, and Seulgi could see that he was not too sure, but he only doubted Irene's background.

"Actually, I applied the medicine to her last night to see if she had a birthmark on her arm."

Seulgi was startled and immediately asked, "Is there any?"

Jaemin nodded, his face becoming more serious: "Yes, that birthmark shape is very special, I must have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it exactly."

Meaning what?

For a moment, Seulgi was so confused that he did not know what to say.

After a while, Seulgi asked suspiciously: "I was so angry last night, why didn't you tell me back then?"

Jaemin stroked his forehead and explained, "At that time, Taeyong was still there, and was uncomfortable to say these things."

So once, Seulgi understood, Taeyong and the other cunning people, Jaemin naturally had some taboos in front of him.

It's just that Seulgi still doesn't believe that Irene will be his daughter and Jaemin?

Seulgi believes that his previous life must have had a deep relationship with Jaemin, but he does not believe that they already have such a big daughter!

How could there be such a coincidence!

If true, it's just the possibility of Mars hitting Earth.

In her heart, Irene is just her college classmate, an orphan with a mysterious background like her, and she once secretly counted it, and Seulgi dislikes it.

As a result, Seulgi did not know how to deal with it.

Seeing that Seulgi had not said anything for a long time, and Jaemin looked at him gently: "What are you thinking?"

He always had insight into his inner waves, even small tides, which could not escape his eyes.

Seulgi hugged his cold body and sighed softly: "From now on, I will no longer think of Irene, let's stop discussing her."

Jaemin nodded slowly: "Good."

In the next few days, Jaemin rarely accompanied him in the human world, and Seulgi felt something big seemed to be happening in the underworld.

Sure enough, she told her that a month later, on the day of her mother's death, she was preparing for the ceremony.

Every year on the day of death, a grand memorial ceremony is held under the underworld, led by Prince Na Jaemin to mourn the queen of the underworld who died tragically in hell.

It is said that the mother of Jaemin was born with a graceful demeanor, and was known as the first beauty in the underworld, even if she died for thousands of years, no other woman has been able to earn her first beauty degree for many years.

Seulgi believed this, after all, if you could give birth to such a handsome son, your mother must be very beautiful.

It was a pity that Seulgi did not have the chance to see her.

Rarely are these nights free of his obsession, and Seulgi is happy.

It is now spring in early March, and University J, where she originally studied, has been in school for more than half a month, but Seulgi has not been able to return to school due to a series of thrilling events some time ago.

Seulgi doesn't forget his plans to move to school, and while Jaemin isn't home lately, Seulgi starts running around to prepare materials and make transfer applications.

Fortunately, his college entrance exam results were good, and not long after filling out the application, the department's teaching director happily accepted his application.

So a week later, Seulgi successfully entered the biology department of University J and restarted his college career with a new identity.

On the first day of entry, the counselor looked at his information with a smile: "It's a coincidence today, besides you, there are other classmates who have just moved into our department."

That's a coincidence, very few people move to college, and you can hit two in a day.

At that time, the counselor had already brought her into the classroom.

Standing in front of the podium, facing a group of strange faces, Seulgi smiled: "Hello everyone, my name is Kang Seul-gi, you can call me Seulgi, I just arrived, please take care of me."