phantom lover

From the day Jiaqi came, I followed the ghost’s schedule and went out at night for a while. I refused all the invitations of friends. Every night, I just chatted and listened to him talk about the 25 years he lived and the 75 years he wandered. From night to dawn.I sympathized with him for more than half a century, and he was exhausted, so I listened carefully and comforted him at the right time.Listening to his stories, I feel that he is a man of strong will.After a few days like this, one day I looked in the mirror after washing my face, and found that my complexion was as pale as a ghost, and my figure was as thin as paper, and I was shocked.I collapsed on the bed dejectedly, deeply reflecting on the bitterness caused by not caring for my body these days, I secretly educated myself: If one is young and the other is rich, it would be a loss if he died early just to listen to the story.

This evening, taking advantage of this kind of thinking, I cooked porridge according to the health-preserving recipe, made side dishes, and ate them meticulously according to the dosage like taking medicine, then cleaned myself, climbed into bed and prepared to sleep until dawn.I closed my eyes and hadn't fallen asleep yet, but felt the cold air around my face.Without opening my eyes, I said, "Go away, go and play by yourself." He asked suspiciously, "Is my story not good?" I covered my face with the quilt impatiently, and replied in a muffled voice, "Brother , if I stay with you, I will die."

The quilt was lifted, I opened my eyes, and a face in the air above my body looked very concerned, "I'm sorry, I didn't even notice, I was too busy talking about myself. Don't be afraid, I will arrest someone and give it to you." Make it up."

I sat up and asked, "What are you talking about? What do you mean by catching someone to make up for it?" He said casually, "It's literally. You are lacking in Yang Qi now, and sucking someone else's is the fastest way to replenish it."

I stared straight into his eyes, and said in the most stern tone: "You are not allowed to do this. If you dare to say such a thing again, you can go by yourself." Hearing what I said, his expression was very sad, I almost thought he was about to shed tears, he said softly: "Okay, let's not talk about it, but if there is a day that must be done, even if you drive me away, I will save you."

Hearing this, for a moment, I felt as if he was reciting his lines.Then I was surrounded by a vulgar touch and guilt, sweet and tingling, if my life was at the price of someone else's death, wouldn't I be a murderer just like him?

Without saying a word, I got back into the bed again, closed my eyes and said, "I'll be fine after a short rest, don't do stupid things." There seemed to be a stone on my heart, like a heavy feeling that couldn't be removed , I am also embarrassed to move.With not so refreshing thoughts, I fell asleep.

I didn’t know how long I had slept. In the dimness, I realized that I was dreaming, and my thoughts kept coming up. Words flew out of my mind one by one, and they were connected into sentences without any logic at all.I lifted my legs, walked with difficulty, and returned to the original home.One foot deep, one foot shallow, entered the room when I was young, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a transparent glass jar, full of crystal sugar.Large pieces, small pieces, with cracks on the surface, but hard, pick one and hold it in your hand, hard, it hurts.

I opened my mouth wide and put a large piece of rock sugar in, sweet.I closed my teeth and bit, the hard texture hurt my gums and the upper wall of my mouth, I almost cried from the pain, something seemed to be flowing in my mouth, I covered my mouth with my hand, put it down, one palm was stained red with blood.I stared blankly ahead, and there was a mirror that appeared out of thin air, and I was inside, with blood dripping along the corners of my mouth and jaw.The color was too dazzling, I raised my hand to cover my eyes, felt out of breath, and determined to try my best to get out of this dream.

I struggled, I desperately opened my eyes, probably still wriggling, maybe like a dying snake.After a lot of pain, I broke through the barrier, as if I had reached the top of a mountain, where I could breathe freely and happily.

Morning came.I looked at the ceiling, my consciousness was clear, my thinking was active, and I didn't feel the laziness of just waking up.With lingering fear, I drew out a hand, with the palm facing my face, and looked carefully, there was no blood.He closed his eyes, put his hands on his face, and suddenly the phone rang.I touched it with my eyes closed, and glanced at the caller ID, it turned out to be Xiao A.This early in the morning, I read a sentence in my heart, connected it to my ear, and the other side kept talking, but I didn't make a sound. After 5 minutes, I said goodbye and hung up the phone.

Wrap the quilt tightly again, because it's a little cold, and my heart is a little confused.Xiao A’s phone call was not a daily exchange of pleasantries, nor was it asking me why I was absent from a social occasion. Those words had nothing to do with getting straight to the point, going straight to the point, and speaking freely.

It would be more appropriate to describe it as insinuating, and there is something in the words.I can hear the general meaning, there is danger around me, there is a certain fate, and I can't avoid it.Be careful and you can live longer.

I received such a call in the morning, and the reason why I refrained from cursing was because little A wouldn't let me speak when he came up.Thinking of a friend, simply endure to the end.After I hung up the phone, I turned my mind a few times, and became half-believing and dubious about the words again.After all, little A can tell that there is a ghost around me. He is right on point, but the danger, will it be that person who brought it to me?It is said to be a human being, but it is not actually a human being.We should give him a name, because having a name will make him more affectionate, even kittens and puppies must have a name.I thought to myself, taking a step away from the danger.After much deliberation, I have no idea, and I can't ask him, if it is true and the matter is revealed, will he kill people to silence it?Anyway, I am still alive and kicking now, I can eat and drink, my emotional life is more comfortable, and my self-confidence has also improved. Compared with the life of shrinking in a turtle shell before, the quality is much higher. I simply live like this and think about it in the long run.

I patted my face and let myself forget that strange dream. It must be caused by subconsciousness. Living in a room with a ghost, there is definitely psychological pressure. If I can trust him and overcome my fear, I may gain something that others cannot get. Things, life is too short, if you have wine today, you are drunk today, so why care so much.After comforting myself indiscriminately, I turned over and got out of bed, washed myself, and then did a general cleaning of the house.

Speaking of which, I don't have many hobbies. Apart from playing games, I just like cleaning the room.Picking out the dust from the cracks in the window frames, cleaning the carpets with a vacuum cleaner, kneeling on the floor and wiping the dirt from the cracks at the foot of the bed with a rag, throwing dirty clothes into the washing machine, drying them, and folding them in different categories, etc., can make the home more beautiful. Much cleaner and tidy job, I like it very much.I’m ashamed to say that I usually don’t read books, not even novels. I recently read "The Thrilling Magic of Tidying Up Life". This book is not only thrown away, but I only learned how to fold clothes. skills.Friends who know my hobby, some laughed, some said I was diligent and considerate, and some said I must be a clean freak and not easy to get along with.After listening to it, I took it all, just smiled and said nothing.

Talking to him one night, he said that when he first came to my house, he just saw that my house was clean and tidy, and there was a good-looking and hardworking man living in a beautiful house, and he fell in love with him immediately.I said he was just for sex, combined with limited culture, good-looking and hard-working, I said that I was like a snail girl. If I lived in his era and married him, I would still have to be a cow and a horse every day.He smiled and said that if you don't want to do it, I will do it, and it will never tire you.

It took a day to clean, and it was finally tidied up as the sun went down.I wanted to have a chat with him, but I didn't know if he was awake, so I called out a few times tentatively, and suddenly, his face appeared.I said happily: "Do you think the house is much more tidy?" He replied gently: "The house has always been very clean, but now it is too clean." I frowned, "Why? Don't you like it?" He stared at me for a while, and said unhurriedly: "It's a bit deserted. Why don't you invite friends to play? How is your Jiaqi?" I heard him speak strangely, so I asked: "What is My Jiaqi, he was like that last time, and you did it too, what did you ask him to do?"

He turned his eyes away and didn't answer my words, "Ziqi, have you ever thought about that we can live like normal people?" "What does it mean to be like normal people..." I replied, with a strange feeling in my heart.He smiled helplessly, and said: "Look, now I can't touch your hand with my hands, and I can only make you feel cold if I want to kiss you. If one day, we can hold hands, shoulder to shoulder, and watch together How wonderful it would be to see the outside world." I tried my best to resist the coldness rising in my heart, "Then what does this have to do with Jiaqi?"

He brought his face closer, and the voice rang in my ear: "You like the child's appearance, right? He just has a bad personality. He's the face, and I'm the face. Isn't that very suitable?"

I immediately froze, clenched my fists, I dodged to the side, avoiding his face, I lowered my voice and shouted: "Are you crazy? Didn't I tell you, say such hurtful words again , Just get out!" My heart was cold, and I felt like luring a wolf into the house. I obviously didn't care that he was a ghost, and it was easy to get along like this, but he wanted to do this kind of thing.I hurriedly stood up, rushed to the porch, opened the door, and said to the room: "You do what you want." Immediately afterwards, the door closed with a bang, and his face flew like a dart shot out. He rushed to me, and I took a step back subconsciously, but I didn't avoid his disappointed eyes. He questioned me: "You have never wandered like me before, how do you know my hard work? You can't touch it. , I can’t hug you, but I just watched my lover walk by and pass through my body, how do I feel? I just want to fall in love with you like a normal person, am I wrong? "

It’s not that I’m not untouched in my heart, but I can’t accept the appearance of a victim anyway. Little A’s words flashed in my mind. I looked into his eyes and said solemnly: “You keep saying it’s for me, I don’t believe it. .You are using me."

He smiled sadly: "You don't believe me, and I know why you don't believe it. Your friend is called Xiao A. He is a sensitive child. However, he can't see through my heart! Why have I been wandering in the world for 75 years? I will tell you later. If you don't believe it, I will make you believe it."

I shook my head, "Jiaqi wants to live, what's wrong with him?" He glanced at me, and my heart trembled, "A young master like Wang Jiaqi can live too, hmph, why don't I live for him? Just wasting his life."

I looked at the face in front of me in amazement. For the first time, I realized that he seemed to be living in the last century. I walked to the living room, sat down, put my hands on my head, and said, "Go by yourself, don't let me drive you away." .”

Before I heard the answer, the doorbell rang, and there was a voice outside the door that I didn't want to hear at the moment: "Ziqi, I'm Jiaqi, I'm here to see you."