Ghost of Tsushima

"Speaking of which, why don't you think the restaurant is noisy if you put an orange here?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that Xiuzhi's temper could change from time to time, and he couldn't figure it out. Sometimes he would fight with him like a child and act like a baby, and sometimes he would outright dislike him like an older person—— Time has not left any traces on Xiuzhi's character, or in other words, he has forgotten those traces, so Xiuzhi can show such a carefree and casual appearance—following one's inclinations, without scruples, transparent and Straightforward.

"I have a very familiar feeling," Xiu Zhi leaned up to smell the orange peels on the table, "I've never felt this way before, including when you read that letter to me before."

The tip of his nose was very close to the orange peel, his eyes were closed, and he looked a little intoxicated and obsessed, and he didn't even care about the sunlight falling on his feet.

“When I felt that way, the sound in the restaurant softened,” he said. “There were very gentle lullabies and poetry readings, which were really nice, and even made me think that’s how this place should be.”

Nakahara Chuya once thought that Xiuzhi had forgotten what it was like to be "familiar", until now this feeling was awakened by a bitter orange, although Xiuzhi thought it was an orange at first.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed softly, Xiu Zhi still crawled in front of the table and smelled the smell of those slices of orange peel, without any intention of moving.

I'm afraid this guy has been here all night staring at Cheng Zi... It's really lucky that he didn't get caught by the sunlight that leaked in.

"I'll go out for a while." Nakahara Chuya said.

"Uh-huh???"

Xiu Zhi suddenly raised his head and stared at him blankly: "What did you say you were going to do?"

"Get out," Zhong Yuanzhong repeated blankly, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Xiu Zhi's eyes widened, and Zhong Yuan even suspected that if he was alive, he would almost suffocate to death with his breath stuck in his throat.

"Are you going out to go to the bathroom?"

"Otherwise? Do you have a toilet in this house? Or do you want me to solve it directly here?"

"Then you can't either..."

Xiu Zhi finally got stuck in the middle of speaking, and he stared at Zhong Yuan for a long time, and finally he could only say one sentence.

"I don't care, you can't go out anyway."

"I just went out to use the bathroom," Nakahara Nakaya pointed helplessly at the open cabinet beside him, "I keep my bag and money here, and I can't go anywhere if I run out without taking anything."

Xiu Zhi still frowned and stared at him, his whole face was full of anger, and he also showed 180 distrust towards Zhong Yuanzhong.

"It's useless for me to want these things!" Xiu Zhi said loudly, "Anyway, I can't do anything to you after you leave this house. How can you guarantee that you won't just walk away like this?"

"I admit that I wanted to run here yesterday, but didn't I come back in the end?" Nakahara Nakaya said, "If I really wanted to run, I would have run away yesterday, and now I have to say hello to you before running away?"

"But……"

"Okay," Nakahara interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "To tell you the truth, not only do I have to go out now, but I will also go out to the foot of the mountain to buy water in a few days, if you don't trust me now, Then I can only die of thirst here in the future."

He continued: "I might not be able to become a ghost if I die, and you won't be able to leave here if I can't help you then."

"you!"

"What about me, why don't you open the door quickly and let me out." Nakahara Chuya looked calm on the surface, but in his heart he was going crazy laughing because of Xiuzhi's unlucky expression.

He walked to the hallway and pulled the door, and the door was already opened, and Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped into the bright sunlight, turned his head and waved at the ghost full of resentment hiding in the shadows and shouted "Come back soon", and said loudly to him.

"Goodbye ghost, see you later!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also ignored the angry yelling of the ghost behind him, and quickly ran into the bushes.

He was definitely going back to the haunted house, but he was in no hurry.After solving his personal problems, Zhong Yuanzhong also walked around the woods near the haunted house. There was nothing special, but he found a cluster of red camellias under an old locust tree behind the house.

I remember he mentioned red camellia last time?Zhongyuan Zhong also thought, just pick a bunch and bring it back to him, in case he thinks of something, he won't be sure.

He picked a few good-looking flowers and cut off the stems from the root with the pocket knife he carried with him, and then gathered the flowers into a small bunch and held them in his hand.

When he opened the door to go back, Xiuzhi squatted on him at the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor. Even if the door was open, there would be no sunlight in that place. It was an extremely safe observation point for Xiuzhi.

"You're finally back! I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Xiu Zhi yelled loudly, closing the door almost immediately without Zhong Yuan Zhong Ye's hands.

"I thought you ran off to dig mushrooms somewhere." He complained, floating slowly down from the corner of the stairs, and stopped when he saw the bunch of brightly colored flowers, Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his hand The bright red camellia smiled at him.

"I found a clump of red camellias under the old locust tree behind the house, and brought a few back."

"How, do you like it?"

Xiuzhi didn't answer for a long while, his eyes were fixed on the fresh flowers with dewdrops on them, and his pupils trembled violently.

"This flower... where did you come from..."

"Under the old pagoda tree behind the house." Zhong Yuanzhong also repeated, seeing that he didn't respond, he took the flowers to the restaurant by himself.

"I remember there was a vase on the dining table, and I just put the flowers in it," he said, pouring some drinking water into the vase, and inserting the flowers one by one, "When I first saw this vase, I thought It must look good when used to hold red flowers, look, don't you?"

"Do not……"

"I remember you mentioned red camellia the other day. I was lucky enough to bring you a bunch. How about it? Have you..."

"Stop talking! Stop talking!"

Xiuzhi suddenly yelled, Nakahara Chuya suddenly turned his head, and the ghost's thin body was kneeling at the door of the restaurant, covering his ears and his voice was almost shrill.

The room shook violently, the bread in the cupboard crackled and squeezed out from the cupboard door, Nakahara Nakaya quickly grabbed the vase that almost fell on the table, half a bottle of drinking water was spilled on the table before he could hold it firmly, and the water dripped out Tick ​​tock hit the floor.

Xiu Zhi wailed as if crying, he couldn't shed tears, but howled like a wounded beast, knelt on the ground tremblingly holding his head.

"I planted the flowers, you have to wait for me..." He said vaguely, "You have to wait for me..."

"Xiuzhi!" Nakahara Chuya shouted, "Don't let the house continue to shake!"

The tables and chairs around Nakahara Chuya were overturned, and the wooden structure of the house creaked. He called Xiuzhi's name loudly, and only more and more violent vibrations responded to him.

"You bastard! I tell you to calm down!" Nakahara Nakaya couldn't even stand up due to the violent vibration. He gritted his teeth and looked at Xiuzhi who ignored him completely, and smashed the vase in his hand at him cruelly.

The vase fell to Xiuzhi's feet with a bang, the tiles shattered and splashed, the flowers drooped on the floor, and the water in the vase spilled all over the floor.

The shaking slowly stopped, and the house was finally quiet.

Xiu Zhi stared blankly at the red flowers that had fallen all over the ground, and stretched out his hand through the broken tiles but couldn't touch anything.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sat on the floor and looked at Xiuzhi across the mess, feeling extremely tired.