This female ghost is obviously very beautiful

bell bell -

On a hot summer night, Yuan Shuangqing was lying on the mat, shaking a cattail fan in her hand, and the endless chirping of cicadas outside the house could not cover up the sound of the approaching bells.

The sound of the bell is crisp and sweet, if not known to be unusual, such a bell sound can accompany people to sleep.

However, although Yuan Shuangqing is only ten years old, she is precocious and cautious than ordinary children. At this moment, the hand of the cattail fan is not good, and it is not good to put it down. It is awkwardly held in the air, as if it has been tapped.

Following the sound of the bell, there was an unprovoked cool breeze blowing from behind, which suddenly cooled the steaming air. Yuan Shuangqing shuddered all over, but more beads of debilitating sweat emerged from the tip of her nose and forehead.

It seemed that after a long time, the ringing stopped abruptly in her ears, and the cold breath enveloped her, and she could no longer feel a trace of heat.

Yuan Shuangqing almost held her breath subconsciously, staring at the wall with her eyes. The lights in the room had already been blown out, and the white wall was gray and could not be seen clearly.

Since she was six years old, she has been like this for many nights. Yuan Shuangqing has long been used to such strange things, and she will no longer be as creepy as before.

It's just that these things are absolutely not dared to tell adults.

Yuan Shuangqing, who was still young, had already tasted the warmth and coldness of the world, and was afraid that they would treat each other even more coldly because of her uniqueness.

After all, it's always weird to feel something that you don't need, and it can be annoying and frightening.

Usually at this time, she is mostly pretending to be asleep, so now she is in a dilemma.

She was wondering if it would be deliberate if she closed her eyes and pretended to sleep now.

While thinking about it, Yuan Shuangqing's arm resting in the air felt a little sore. She took a breath and moved her arm tentatively, but the bell didn't ring.

So he got a little more courageous, put his arms back on the mat, and held the cattail fan tightly in his hand, the wooden handle of the fan was wet with the sweat in his palm.

"Are you there?"

Yuan Shuangqing asked softly, as if she was afraid of disturbing a certain 'something'.

In the past four years, this is the first time Yuan Shuangqing has summoned up the courage to try to face it.

However, she was still disappointed. After waiting for a full quarter of an hour, there was no response, and the bell did not ring again. Only the coolness penetrating into her bones was still there, silently reminding her that that 'thing' was still there.

At this moment Yuan Shuangqing really wanted to turn around and see what it was that had troubled her for four years, but she restrained herself.

After all, he is only a half-grown child, and he is too sleepy.Her rambling thoughts quickly emptied, and the coolness that was more effective than the summer wind made her eyelids become heavy, and she simply broke the jars, just like those nights, and fell asleep with her arms on her head.

The next day, as usual, Yuan Shuangqing woke up when it was still daylight, got up from the bed, dressed herself, braided a simple ponytail, and went out the door.

Chunxia and Qiuyu were laughing and frolicking under the willow tree not far away, glanced at Yuan Shuangqing, and continued to talk with a smile without any scruples.

Yuan Shuangqing silently walked to the well to draw water, wiped the sticky sweat stains on her neck with a towel, and watched the sky beyond the red tiles on the high wall turn red, and her thoughts flew out for a while.

"What are you thinking again!"

Qiu Yu raised her voice and asked.

Yuan Shuangqing's thoughts returned, and she turned to look at her blankly.

Qiu Yu didn't know when she came over, and looked at her with her hands on her hips.

Yuan Shuangqing was at a loss for a moment, then continued to wring out the towel expressionlessly, and wiped her cheeks slowly.

Looking at her indifferent appearance, Qiu Yu felt angry and helpless, and said in a rough voice: "Are you deaf? I've been calling you, didn't you hear?"

"I heard it." Yuan Shuangqing whispered, not going to see Qiu Yu.

She squatted down to wash the towel, revealing her thin arms. Because she was too thin, blue veins floated on them, and there were a few bruises, like marks from being pinched, which were very eye-catching on the snow-like skin.

Qiu Yu glanced at her, and her tone softened a bit, but she was still a little stiff: "Hurry up and have breakfast! If you wake up so late in the future, I will feed the steamed buns to Ah Huang instead of you!"

Yuan Shuangqing lowered her head, and said obediently, "Got it."

Such a half-year-old child, well-behaved and thin, is really pitiful. Qiu Yu was really discouraged, gritted her teeth and flicked her sleeves back under the tree, ignored her, and discussed with Chunxia to find other sisters to play with.

After Yuan Shuangqing wiped her body, she put down her rolled up sleeves, drank a small bowl of porridge, picked up steamed buns and went out of the small yard, eating as she walked.If I delay it any longer, I will miss paying my respects to my grandmother. Being scolded is a minor matter, and I am afraid that my grandmother will not like it even more, and life will become more and more sad.

Yuan Shuangqing met the uncle's daughter on the way, this girl was named Yuan Jingjing, who was two years older than her.

Yuan Shuangqing stopped and watched silently.

The 12-year-old Yuan Qingqing was surrounded by children from other clans, her chest was slightly bulging, her developing body was in bud, her neck was slender and elegant, exuding a seductive and fragrant youthful atmosphere.With such a willful appearance, she is a girl from two worlds with her.

Yuan Shuangqing ate the last bit of steamed buns, wiped her hands casually on her body, and wanted to bypass them and take another road, but she heard Yuan Qingqing shouting from a distance: "Wipe your hands on your clothes, it's not dirty!"

Yuan Shuangqing kept walking without blinking her eyelids.

The child behind echoed, "You can't blame her either. She was born by a mother but not taught by her parents. It's not bad to grow up to such a big age. What kind of upbringing do you expect?"

Yuan Shuangqing paused.

She knew that she should pretend she didn't hear and run away silently, but she couldn't.

Seeing her stop, Yuan Qingqing said coldly as she walked over, "Yuan Shuangqing, didn't I warn you not to appear in front of me? I can't see anything dirty."

A burst of laughter came from behind, like a sharp knife, stimulating her nerves.

Yuan Shuangqing took a deep breath, decided to defend herself, then turned to look at her: "I'm not a dirty thing."

"Aren't you a dirty thing? You're uneducated, you don't take a bath, you smell so bad!"

"I don't stink." Yuan Shuangqing said.

Yuan Qingqing was furious: "Yuan Shuangqing, you are out of luck, you actually refuted elder sister, your wings are hard when you grow up?"

Yuan Shuangqing lifted her lips, held back again, turned and left, not wanting to argue with her anymore.In any case, if you fight back and forth, you will always be the one who suffers.

But Yuan Qingqing refused to let her go easily, and shouted: "How courageous! You dare to leave without my permission? What is Zhang Nanny doing? Didn't she teach you the rules?"

As soon as the words fell, Yuan Shuangqing only felt a pain in her calf, and she fell to the ground due to inertia. The cloth on her knees was rubbed off, and the skin was scratched. There was not much blood, but the pain caused tears to flow in her eyes. Turn, unable to get up for a while.

It wasn't Yuan Qingqing who made the kick, but a boy among the clan's children. After kicking, he joked, "I'm sorry that my foot slipped."

Yuan Qingqing stared at her coldly. Since this person had already been punished, she didn't want to waste too much time on her, so she said coldly: "When we meet with grandma, don't talk nonsense, otherwise you will be rewarded."

Yuan Shuangqing didn't say a word until the whole group was gone, then got up from the ground, bent down and blew the wound, with a small white face, biting her lower lip, and limped towards the place where her grandmother lived go.

When the curtain was drawn and Yuan Shuangqing entered the room, she found that all the people who were supposed to arrive had already arrived.

"Grandmother please."

Yuan Shuangqing knelt down and kowtowed.

The grandmother was still smiling and talking to Yuan Qingqing who was helping her back, but when she saw Yuan Shuangqing, she immediately pulled her face down, looked her up, and shouted: "What's the matter with you?"

She asked this not out of concern, but because she couldn't accept the disheveled clothes of the younger generation in front of her, so Yuan Shuangqing came to pay her respects on weekdays, even though she was not well dressed, they were all clean.

Before Yuan Shuangqing could speak, Yuan Qingqing said: "Grandmother, I saw her playing in the garden just now, I'm afraid I accidentally fell like this."

"Is that so?" The old lady stared at Yuan Shuangqing and asked.

Yuan Shuangqing lowered her head and said nothing, the room was silent.

The old lady sighed, believed Yuan Qingqing's words, tapped on her crutches and said, "Your parents died early, and no one cares about them. This is why you have developed a bad habit, but you still don't want to make progress. I'll let Zhang Mammy went to teach you the rules, but you are playful and disrespectful, and now you don’t even pay attention to me, and you don’t say goodbye if you miss it. "

The old lady became angrier as she spoke, and said in a deep voice: "Forget it, I don't want to punish you either. Go back and copy the women's precepts a hundred times, and you won't be allowed to eat until you finish copying!"

Yuan Shuangqing bit her lower lip, suppressed her tears, did not kowtow to plead guilty, and did not say anything nice. Seeing her stubborn look, the old lady pointed at her, trembling and unable to utter a complete sentence.

Yuan Qingqing was afraid that her grandmother's true anger would turn out to be good or bad. When things got serious, it would be bad for Yuan Shuangqing to confess herself, so she patted her back to comfort her, and persuaded: "Children are fond of playing, and younger sisters are also fond of playing." If you fall, you will be punished. Why should grandma get angry? It is really a sin to hurt your body."

The old lady snorted: "You are only a little older than her, but you are much more sensible than her. It would be great if Yuan Ye was still there, lest I always get angry for her, and I am a little older."

Yuan Ye is Yuan Shuangqing's father, and he left early.Thinking of her poor second son who died young, the old lady felt even more sad, and she was even more displeased to see Yuan Shuangqing.

After having her, Yuan Ye and his wife passed away one after another. The old lady once told someone to look for her.

Her Yuan Ye was the most outstanding of several sons, so he left so suddenly without leaving his body behind, what a crime.

"Grandmother isn't old," Yuan Qingqing comforted softly, and looked at Yuan Shuangqing again, her eyes were full of sternness: "Sister, why don't you leave soon? Don't make grandma angry anymore, can you afford to get angry anyway?"

Yuan Shuangqing got up and backed out slowly. The scorching sun shone on her face, but she didn't feel the slightest warmth, only the deep coldness swept over her heart.

Without her in the room, it became lively again, with soothing voices and flattery from the old lady.

Yuan Shuangqing sniffed silently, ignoring the pain of the wound, and didn't turn back to walk quickly. Her thin back disappeared in the corner of the corridor in an instant, and escaped from this oppressive place.