fall in love with ghosts

Chapter 4

"Ah...don't! Go away!" After I didn't know how long I slept, I was awakened by a nightmare, only to realize that it was already bright daylight. I rubbed my eyes with two dark circles due to lack of sleep, and got up Go to the closet.

At the very least, I should talk to him first, and ask him if he'll still be around me if I move out.

So I made up my mind, and said to the inside through the door of the closet:

"Uh, buddy, no, that... Xiong-Di!" This is the first time dealing with ghosts, okay, who can tell me what to call him, "Mr. Ghost, I don't want to disturb you, just, want Don't want me to take out all the things in the closet, so that there will be more space inside, so that you can stay more comfortably?"

But after being silent for a long time, there was no movement inside. I put my ear to the closet door and listened carefully, but there was still no sound, so I plucked up the courage to open the closet door and found that he was not inside.

He disappeared again, why does he always appear from time to time and disappear from time to time, what is he up to?Does he need to go for a walk too?

Taking advantage of his absence, I hurriedly took out all the items in the wardrobe, and then carefully looked at this ordinary wardrobe. Could it be... is this wardrobe cursed?After thinking about it, I immediately went out to find two small workers who collect old furniture and asked them to take away the wardrobe.

My mother saw that I called the second-hand goods collector to the house, and asked me without knowing it: "Yang Fan, what are you doing?"

"Oh, Mom." I scratched my head, thinking about how to explain to her, "This wardrobe is too old, I want to get a new one."

"How come? Didn't you just buy this wardrobe?"

"Uh, but the color is too ugly. It's just a wardrobe. It's no big deal to change it!" I put my arms around my mother's shoulder and begged.

"Okay, okay, I don't care about you, I'm going to work, you stay at home obediently!" After saying that, my mother left. Taking advantage of this time, I hurriedly asked the two small workers to move the wardrobe out of my room as soon as possible. Home.

"It's easy to say, this wardrobe looks good, and it can be sold for a good price." One of the elderly workers poohed twice on the palm of his hand, held the bottom of the wardrobe and said to his companion, "Come on Xiong- Di, carry them out together!"

"Okay!" So the two of them tried hard to lift the wardrobe together, but the strange thing was that no matter how hard they tried, the wardrobe that didn't really weigh much remained motionless.

"Little Xiong-Di, come and help me!"

"Oh good!" I immediately stepped forward and tried to help them move the wardrobe together, but even if we tried our best, the wardrobe still couldn't be moved at all, as if it was nailed deeply to the floor.

"Oh, I said little Xiong-Di, are you sure the wardrobe is empty?" The older worker raised his hand to wipe his sweat and asked me depressed.

I opened the closet and checked again, and then replied with certainty: "That's right, it's empty, there's nothing in it."

"That's weird, none of us three men can move it, what's going on?"

At this time, another young worker suddenly remembered something, his expression changed, and he said to his companion in a low voice: "Brother, I heard that if there are evil spirits in the closet, ordinary people can't move it." Impossible to move."

"What did you say?" His words made the older worker's eyes widen in disbelief, and I couldn't help but tremble.

"Look, this closet is empty, there is nothing, but we can't move it even an inch, isn't it evil?"

After hearing this, the older worker thought for a while and felt that the situation was not good, so he nodded to his companion and said to me: "Forget it, we don't take this wardrobe."

"Hey, don't, what age is it now? You need to pay attention to science. What you just said is all feudal superstition." Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, I hurriedly stopped them and said repeatedly, "Or find a few more people , There are so many people and great strength, they can always carry it out.”

"You'd better find someone else, let's go." Those two workers gave up the wardrobe regardless of my obstruction, which made me extremely depressed.

Angrily, I looked at the wardrobe standing proudly and standing still, and paced back and forth in the room irritably, but suddenly realized in a trance that even if I recruit more people, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it. Because its current owner is no longer me, but him, that evil spirit, including evil spirits, perhaps it really cannot be stopped by manpower.

I have been staring at the closet all day and worrying about it. Until nightfall, my mother has already fallen asleep, and I am still standing there facing the closet that makes me worry, when will that guy show up again?While I was concentrating on thinking, a ghostly voice behind me scared me almost out of my body.

"Are you waiting for me?"

I immediately turned around and looked, it was him, and he came back again, standing on the ground across the bed from me, staring at me coldly, before I just saw him curled up into a ball, this is him Standing in front of me for the first time, I realized that he was slightly taller than me, but his figure was very thin.

"Ah, I..." I quickly looked away, not daring to meet him, "Why do you only appear at night? Could it be that you disappeared during the day?"

As soon as my words fell, he suddenly floated in front of me like a teleportation in the blink of an eye. Before I could see clearly, he was already standing very close to me. I looked at him in horror. Once, I clearly saw his eyes gradually turn from amber to blood red.

"Because I'm afraid of the sun, you can't see me during the day."

When he was talking, I obviously felt a cloud of yin brushing against my cheeks, and that feeling made the hairs all over my body stand on end.

"Uh... Mr. Ghost, where are you during the day?"

"In the cemetery," he answered quickly.

"What? Graveyard?" I exclaimed, and at this moment he suddenly moved to my left. It seemed that it only took 0.0001 seconds, and my sight reflexively followed him to the left.

"Yeah, the cemetery is very cloudy. I have to stay there during the day, in the shade of the cemetery, otherwise the sun will blow my soul away." After speaking, he floated to a place a few meters away from me as if he was deliberately teasing me. Straight ahead, when he saw my eyes moving with him again, he was more surprised than me, "Strange, why can you see me? Do you have yin and yang eyes?"

Yin and Yang eyes?Impossible, if there are yin and yang eyes, wouldn't all ghosts be able to see it, but I can only see him.

"Why on earth do you have to stay with me?" Seeing that he always walks alone, he looks like a lonely ghost, since he is a lonely ghost, shouldn't he be wandering around?

He moved his eyes slightly, and his empty eyes met my gaze without any hesitation.

"Some time ago, I inadvertently sneaked into your dream. From your dream, I perceive that the place where you are is the most suitable and safest place for me."

Safety?Does he still need security?Who can do with him?Wait, where am I?That is to say, no matter where I am, even if I move out of this haunted house, will he follow me?

"Sneak into my dream?" His words were too informative, and I couldn't react for a while, but I still remembered that after the second head injury and coma, I had a very strange dream. Could it be that it appeared in That illusory figure in my dream is him?

But he didn't bother to explain more, just said indifferently: "I know what you did during the day, even if I'm not around you, I can feel your every move, so don't do anything that is fruitless gone."

His words shocked me once again, and I have to admit that although he looked completely weak and boneless, the tone of his speech still gave me chills.

"Uh, ok, but at least you gotta tell me your name, and where are you from? I mean, who the hell are you and how did you get to be what you are?" I bite the bullet Courage took a step closer to him, and then asked him in a very humble and humble manner.

There was a breeze blowing in along the tulle curtain outside the window, his figure suddenly disappeared for a moment, and after the breeze passed, he gradually appeared again.

"My name is He Yiran... This is the only thing I remember, other than my name, I don't have any memory..." His voice suddenly became very low and desperate, filled with sadness.

"He Yiran? It sounds pretty good... You mean you don't remember how you died, or what happened before you were alive?" He was silent for a long time when he heard my question, and then nodded slowly. He saw red blood flowing out of his eyelids and hanging on his pale as snow cheeks.

Although he looked terrible at the moment, I felt a little pity for no reason. This boy died, and now only his soul has not drifted away. He doesn't remember anything, he doesn't remember his family, he doesn't remember his friends, and he can't be resurrected , I can only stay in the cemetery during the day, and close myself in my closet at night. Thinking of this, I mustered up the courage to walk towards him again, trying to comfort him, but he instantly looked at me with wide-eyed eyes. With a sudden wave of his hand in my direction, a mysterious force pushed me to the ground through the air, then he glared at me and showed his sharp teeth, as if threatening me, and then walked through the closet in an instant The door entered the inside, and there was no more sound.

I realized that just now he must have thought that I was going to do something dangerous to him. He was protecting himself, but how should I protect myself?How should I face that guy who is emotionally unstable, sometimes calm, and sometimes hideous?