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Fang Yi felt that the old woman's reaction was a bit strange, "Is Ah Ning here?"

"Yes, yes. He is my son." The old woman said with a smile.

Fang Yi was very surprised, "He is... your son?"

The old woman has gray hair, wrinkled face, and looks like her grandmother at her age.But isn't Ah Ning a handsome young man?Could it be said that you are old enough to have children?

"Ah."

Meng'er didn't care about this, she only heard that Aning was this man's son.She was ecstatic, Ah Ning was indeed here.

"I want to see Aning." She said impatiently.

"Okay. Come in with me."

The old woman turned and walked inside, and the two girls quickly followed.

The yard is very barren, nothing is planted in the flower bed, only a tall locust tree stands in the west, and the luxuriant branches cover half of the yard.

[Why does this courtyard look so gloomy? 】

[The locust tree hides ghosts. 】

[Stop it, it's scary. 】

[Have you noticed it?There are two white lanterns hanging in front of the house.In our village, after a family member passes away, a white lantern must be hung at the door for three years.So their family...]

Fang Yi felt that the courtyard was very cold as soon as she entered, and the temperature seemed to drop a lot.Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, she pulled Meng'er's arm.

He leaned closer and whispered in her ear, "Meng'er, do you think this old man looks familiar?"

Meng'er thought about it a little bit.

She nodded.

Where have you seen it?Neither of them could remember.

The old woman led them through the corridor and came to a house. "A-Ning, it's right here," she said, pushing open the door.

Both girls were taken aback when they saw what was placed inside.

This is completely the layout of a mourning hall.

Under the dim light, there was an incense table in the center of the room.A portrait hangs on the wall.There is a tablet under the portrait, and in front of the tablet is an incense burner and a pair of burning red candles.

"This...this is?"

Meng'er was startled in place, as if she had received a huge blow, tears welled up in her eyes after a while.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

"This is my son, Aning." The old woman walked to the front of the incense table, and raised her hand to caress the portrait on the wall.

The teenager in the portrait is very thin, very thin, with an ordinary appearance, and there is a big black mole on his nose.This is very different from the handsome white-clothed boy in Menger's dream.

"No, this is not Aning, no." Meng'er shook her head.

Fang Yi stared at the portrait and blurted out, "This is Chen Ning!"

Chen Ning is their high school classmate and Fang Yi's back desk.This boy usually has a low sense of presence in the class. He is introverted and doesn't like to talk, and he will be jealous when he sees girls.

In the second semester of his sophomore year, he suddenly dropped out of school.

"What exactly is going on?"

At the same time, Ye Ling's voice sounded in their Bluetooth headsets.

"It's the same person, the boy in Chen Ning and Meng'er's dream is the same person."

"But they look completely different, don't they?"

"Ghosts can transform into any appearance when they enter a dream."

It turned out to be the case.

[This is too similar to online dating!I don't know how Meng'er feels at this time?I always feel that sister Menger is a bit pitiful.This disgusting single ghost, is it okay to deceive other people's feelings like this? 】

【too ugly!Run quickly, sisters, don't fall in love with your brain. 】

[That's fine, he's all dead.If you are handsome, you may never forget it for the rest of your life. 】

The dream was shattered in an instant!

Meng'er had fantasized about meeting him in reality too many times, but she never thought that he was a dead person, or a dead person she knew, and what's more, he deceived herself with his appearance.

This is... what?

It's ridiculous!

So speechless!

Meng'er took a deep breath, raised her sleeves and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.The trembling man slowly regained his composure.

The old woman took out a diary from under the incense table and handed it to Meng'er. "This was written by my son before he died, please take a look."

Meng'er opened the diary.

Page by page, article by article, the thick diary is filled with a boy's secret love for a girl.Mania, obsession, even pathology.

It wasn't until this moment that Meng'er knew how much this boy, whom she didn't even remember the name, liked her during the first two years of high school.

He even knows all his hobbies, what he likes to eat, the movies he likes to watch, and... some habitual actions.

The old woman choked up and said: "My son really likes you. During the days when he was in the terminal stage of cancer, when he was in pain in the hospital bed and couldn't sleep all night, he always looked at your photos and kept going. of."

"Girl, my son has been with you in dreams all these years, right? Although my son is ugly, he is really nice."

"Can you find this place to prove that you also like my son?"

"My son said he wanted to marry you."

The old woman took Meng'er's hand and looked at her with fiery eyes.

Fang Yi said in disbelief: "Your son is dead, why are you marrying Meng'er?"

"You can have a ghost marriage. If you can, stay here tonight, and we can prepare for the wedding tomorrow night."

"Are you crazy!" Fang Yi pulled back Meng'er's hand.

Meng'er took a few steps back, "I don't agree."

If it was the boy in her dream, she might have hesitated a little bit, but if it was Chen Ning, she couldn't do it.

The old woman asked excitedly, "Didn't you agree to my son's marriage proposal?"

"It's all a lie, isn't it?" Meng'er looked straight into her eyes, "Since you like me, why don't you dare to meet me in your own appearance? Isn't it cheating to become someone else?"

"My son is afraid... for fear that you will dislike him for being unattractive. That's why he did this."

Fang Yi said: "Auntie, I know you love your son dearly, but you can't force things about your relationship."

"I'm sorry, we're leaving first." After speaking, she took Meng'er's hand and turned to leave.

The old woman's cold voice came from behind, "How can you go back on what you promised? You can't escape."

When the two escaped from the house, cold sweat broke out from their backs.

"It's terrible! Are you awake now?" Fang Yi turned to Meng'er.

Meng'er nodded sadly, "I'm awake."

After they left the village, they took a taxi home.

Fang Yi asked Ye Ling, "Fairy Ye, what did Chen Ning's mother mean by that last sentence? Could it be that Chen Ning still haunts Meng'er?"

Meng'er said with a pale face: "Fairy Ye, please help me, I don't want to dream of Chen Ning again in the future."

Ye Ling's face was a little heavy, "This matter is not that simple."