Shen Zicheng

...Evil ghosts still have this function.I always felt he had something to say.

"Most of the time, I'm not interested in those memory fragments. The things they record are humble and pitiful." Qiyue half-closed her eyes, laughed so hard that I was a little hairy, and started to back away unconsciously, "But a small number of times , I'll see something even better than a movie. Like—”

The voice of July and a half stopped abruptly, his eyes suddenly widened, those red lights flickered violently, and a terrifying look appeared on his face.

But soon, July and a half showed his signature smile again, took a step back, and his body began to dissipate.

It wasn't until he disappeared in front of me that I heard his voice coming from nowhere: "I think it's better not to say, I think, dear friend, you will know sooner or later..."

At the same time as the last word fell, I felt a breath coming from behind me that seemed to kill me.

...Let me guess who it is.

I didn't turn around, I couldn't actually move, I saw something black sticking out of my back, it reminded me of those things coming out of July and a half eating other ghosts.

The difference though is that these things in me look like they're going to kill me.

very scary.

The moment I had this thought, I knew that I didn't want to die after all.At least, I want to know more about my life and my past than I want to die.

Even if I know something more terrifying than these black substances.

I didn't look back, but I could feel someone walking towards me.The footsteps come and go, but the black matter has drowned me.

Dense pains came gently from all sides.

He stopped behind me, maybe not far away, and stood quietly.Until, something touched my back cautiously, pitifully, and terribly frightened.

Where did the strength come from? At this moment, I felt my consciousness sway, and then I stood outside the black matter, facing the source of these things.

He froze there, like a white statue, his outstretched hand frozen in the air.I couldn't read his expression, whether it was sadness or anger, I didn't quite understand.

But all of a sudden I lost all my strength.

I don't know how much courage it took him to reach out with that hand—maybe it was so big that he didn't even have the courage to move it now—but I dodged.

I must get out of the way.

I clearly realized one thing, one thing I was looking forward to.

He wants to kill me.

He is going to kill me.

I will die.

he will die.

he will die.

God knows—oh, God knows why I suddenly don't want to die, but man, once an idea takes hold, it has all the nutrients to grow.

I don't want to die.

I don't want me to die.

I don't want him to die.

I stared at him blankly, and he just stared at me blankly.

Until, I saw liquid slid down his face - and then I realized, it was raining.

For a moment, I thought he was crying.

At that moment, I thought I was going to collapse again.

Fortunately, I reacted in time.It's raining, and this kind of scene is really suitable for the gloomy sky and gloomy atmosphere.

The sounds of ambulances and police cars came from far and near. It seemed that the public servants of the people were moving very quickly.

He was still self-absorbed, and the outstretched hand hung down powerlessly as if broken.He stood up straight, but revealed a strong sense of powerlessness.

Such a person, when everyone is facing the fire that has not been extinguished, it is really strange to stand alone facing a blank place.

Someone walked towards him, wanting to talk to him.But before that, he asked in a daze, "Why...?"

So, that person was also stunned.

I saw those black things just about to move.

Those who are still alive are so lucky, they don't need to see these things, and they won't be threatened by them——I thought to myself as I looked at the human being submerged in black matter.

He was a little confused, a look I had never seen before.Like... like, a five-year-old who got separated from his mother at the mall?

"Why?" he repeated, but his distracted gaze was clearly not on me, it was more like he was asking himself.

why?

good question.

I stood quietly, paying attention to his every expression - but, I'm really not good at it, I think he always has that, that dying person's expression.

"But," he asked again, and when he said this, the human being submerged in the black matter next to him had already called him several times, "Why?"

I waited for his next sentence.

But he started to get closer, with those horrible things coming closer, step by step, as if not afraid that I would turn and run away in fear.

I am indeed afraid of those things, but what I am more afraid of is——

If I run away again he will collapse.

So I stood there pretending like nothing had happened, but in fact my calves were shaking - oh it doesn't shake.

Finally, he stood in front of me, almost toe-to-toe distance.

I could clearly see his dying eyes.

"Before, you obviously expected me to do this..." He said what I was struggling with just now, "I promise you, I promise you, I will do this, this is what you want, as long as It's what you want...anything is fine, as long as you can get out of here...I will promise you anything..."

I was in a daze, feeling something jumped out of my chaotic memory, and stood in front of my eyes, so that I didn't even react to his slowly raised hand.

"Anything, whatever, as long as I can get out of here... as long as I can get out of here...!" That piece of memory said to me, the devilishly seductive voice.It contained a pale face, and now that face is in front of me.

With that look that's about to break me.

No.

No.

No, no.

No no no no no no no.

I started shaking my head and started backing away.I opened my eyes very wide, and captured his every move in my eyes.

If I were alive, I would probably be pale by now.

He slowly approached, I slowly backed away,

I watched as the blackness became thicker and thicker, almost swallowing him completely.

"Get out of here... that's good." He was dazed, hypnotizing himself softly, or trying to hypnotize me.

I opened my eyes even wider, almost staring at his pale face, which was obviously alive——I suddenly understood what he meant.

leave here.

Here.

Not the place where he and I are now.

It refers to the world he and I live in now.

I suddenly thought of Lin Leyi, the man Lin Leyi couldn't let go of until he died, and by the way, I remembered his evaluation of them——

"...That man really didn't like him at all—instead, he loved him so much that he wanted to die with him."

And my evaluation is——

Terrible love.

Especially, when it seems to be connected to myself.

One moment I thought he was crazy, and the next he confirmed my suspicions.

He rushed forward, even though it seemed to others that he was rushing towards a cloud of air, and the next second he was still trying to grab that piece of air, and he was screaming at that piece of air: "Don't hide from me...please... ...I, I, I...please...just this one time...just this one time! Don't...please...please!"

As if to cry out blood.

The rain started pouring down, and now I can't tell if there are tears of impossibility on his face.I can only see his eyes, like the deepest black hole in the universe, without brilliance.

but.

It was quite successful in stopping me.

At that moment, I felt as if I jumped down from the tall building again, as if my body was about to unravel and shatter.

I couldn't even get over the horrible pain.

But the next moment, I felt that the pain was not worth mentioning—a more severe pain swept me, biting me, almost devouring me.

He fell to the ground.

The moment someone thought he was crazy and caught him, I saw him vomit blood.

Scarlet, the blood of the living.

Just as I couldn't restrain the pain that seemed to tear me apart, I couldn't restrain myself from screaming in horror.

"...Shen Qiao!"