Just give birth to pickles

The canopy, the gaps between the branches and leaves, the pale sunlight, and the blocky shadows are attached to Wei Yuchi's Chinese textbook. Page 42, third line, the shadow above is the shape of a finger.

But looking out, there is only one huge tree outside the window, which is so green that it is almost black.

The wind broke into the classroom, and the paper rustled for a while.Wei Yuchi turned his face away, and the wind on his face seemed to have a soft shape, rubbing against his facial features.This irresistible and unguardable force pressed into his eyes, he closed his eyes reflexively and buried his head, the bridge of his nose was full of painful creases.

The monster... was gently twisting his hair.

Everything that is happening started with an uninvited visit.Three days ago, a man knocked on his door.

"Hi, my name is Jiang Li, I'm here to come and see my new house." He politely extended his hand to Wei Yuchi.

"You may have found the wrong place, this is my home." Wei Yuchi smiled apologetically and closed the door.

Jiang Li still came in, he pierced through the door, stood in front of Wei Yuchi with an overwhelming momentum, and repeated: "Let me come and see my new house."

Jiang Li grabbed his throat and leaned towards him, nose to nose, forehead against him.He was sweating profusely and stood there pretending to be calm.Jiang Li let go of his hand, and lightly touched Wei Yuchi's neck with his index finger: "There is a scar." His tone was a bit regretful.

He stayed like this, leaving no room for discussion with Wei Yuchi.

From then on, Wei Yuchi felt that his room was full of eyes, on the walls, on the clock, and even the touch of his bed and quilt had become different from before.This is obviously his house, why should a ghost occupy it?

But he couldn't find any way to sanction the ghost. In the disparity in strength between the two, it seemed wiser to swallow his anger than to resist.Wei Yuchi wanted to hide in a relative's house, and the tea was not cold when he sat down, the lamp on the ceiling was smashed, glass shards splashed everywhere, and the coffee table directly below also suffered.

Jiang Li threatened in his ear: "Come home with me."

After living together, Jiang Li put Wei Yuchi under control.Jiang Li doesn't like that Wei Yuchi sleeps late, doesn't like him eating unhealthy food, and he doesn't even allow Wei Yuchi to go out with his friends.

Because of Jiang Li's dissatisfaction, Wei Yuchi got rid of his bad health habits, and even took the initiative to add a quilt for him. This is not Wei Yuchi's sincere welcome to him, but helpless tolerance.In the past, when there was only a set of quilts on the bed, the ghost would always cry out that it was cold, and then put his hand into Wei Yuchi's clothes, from the back to the front, even loosened the tightness of the pajama pants, and stretched his cold hand in, lightly caressed gently.

Whatever he wants to do, he will definitely do it.

Today, Wei Yuchi just played a game of basketball with his classmates in physical education class, bought a cold drink by the way, and went back to the classroom with shoulders and backs, which made him very dissatisfied.

"Who is your best friend?"

Wei Yuchi was lying on the desk, the soreness in his eyes had not been completely relieved, when he heard this question.

"Actually, I don't have any particularly good friends." Wei Yuchi braced himself and wrote on the notebook with a pen.

"That's good, I don't like to get along with people." Jiang Li raised his hand, looked at it carefully for a while and then squeezed it tightly, "Let's eat fish tonight, you go home, I'll teach you."

Wei Yuchi was a little scared, but his heart couldn't help trembling. In this hot summer, his back was icy cold, and what was attached to it was Jiang Li's chest.

After returning home, Wei Yuchi temporarily put the fish in his hand on the dining table, put down his schoolbag, unzipped it, and looked at the hot water bottle inside.The old ghost said that he was cold, so he didn't know if this would help.

He turned his head and found Jiang Li standing behind him.Jiang Li held a kitchen knife and said gently to him: "I'll teach you how to cook fish... cut open the belly of the fish, take out the internal organs, the fish will still jump on the chopping board, don't be afraid, press the head of the fish tightly, don't let it jump It will be dirty on the ground." He didn't take the fish out of the plastic bag at all, and where his knife landed was Wei Yuchi's body, and he explained in detail, as if this last lesson before death had something to do with it. Meaningful, "The most important thing is to take out the fishing line, otherwise it will be fishy. After processing, I will come in, return the internal organs to their original positions, and suture the skin."

After the stitches were completed, Wei Yuchi's body contained Jiang Li's soul.

If a person is immortal, the soul will not leave the body, and even if the ghost invades, it will not be able to fully integrate with the body.But as long as a person is on the verge of death, the soul line is withdrawn and then re-entered, the power is consumed, and the life of the deceased is suspended, the gears of fate that should belong to the deceased will reverse and heal the wound.The soul change is complete.

Wei Yuchi remembered that Jiang Li said that when he came to see his new house, he was looking at himself.He narrowed the distance between each other and stood opposite each other, comparing their heights.He explored Wei Yuchi's body to gauge his physique.He doesn't want Wei Yuchi to have too close contacts with others, because he doesn't like to associate with others.

Wei Yuchi's soul hung there quietly, looking at the hot water bottle exposed by his half-opened schoolbag, he smiled sadly.

When he bought it, he thought, if Jiang Li was warmer, wouldn't he be close to him?

In fact, he liked that hug that was so cold that it made people shiver.