Shen Zicheng

Turn left 50 meters past Shangyuan Bridge, and the deserted grocery store has a half-opened rolling door at the corner of the street.A middle-aged woman was sitting at the door, holding a five or six-year-old boy, talking softly.

When the afternoon sun shines through, it really looks quite warm.

This is the uncle's daughter-in-law, and she is holding her son in her arms.

The uncle told me that his grandson is very cute. He has big eyes and a small red face.

——This is what his grandson looked like when he was one or two years old.

It has been more than three years since the uncle visited his son last time.

The uncle never told me his son's address.But by coincidence, when I was wandering around as a lonely ghost again, I saw such a small face in the crowd that looked a lot like the uncle.

He let me stay in front of his house all afternoon.

Maybe being in a daze is a skill that every ghost can learn without a teacher. The picture of family happiness made me think a lot, thinking about if the uncle is still alive, thinking about if I am still alive, thinking about if my parents are still alive.

But this kind of useless imagination will only bring people greater despair after waking up.

It was getting dark, and the night was getting late.I stood at the door of this family for a long time, so long that if I were alive, I would probably have lost all feeling in my legs.

The business of the grocery store is neither good nor bad, and it can be seen that the uncle's son and his family did not open this store to make money.

Seeing that it was time for children to sleep, I watched the woman call back to the little boy who was playing on the side of the road, and watched her squat down and stroke his head.

The uncle's son called back and said that the company was working overtime tonight.

The woman sighed a few times and told her husband on the phone.

A cat came out of the alley and appeared in front of me. It seemed to have seen me, and I noticed it.

This proud little beauty seemed to be startled by me, and ran away from the side.

Then, in the middle of the gap, I watched the bewildered little boy turn around and chase the cat that ran away from his feet.

A motorcycle came galloping not far away.

After subconsciously pounced and passed through him, I realized numbly that this was out of my hands.

All I can do is watch quietly from the sidelines.

Watching helplessly as the little boy screamed, the speed of dodging was not as fast as the speed of the motorcycle hitting him, he flew out obliquely, landed a few meters away, twitched a few times and then became silent.

The mobile phone tumbled from the woman's mobile phone to the ground.

Sometimes life is so unpredictable and unpredictable.

No?

When I got closer, I realized that the little boy's eyebrows and eyes were indeed very similar to the uncle's. I have never seen the uncle's son, but he should look more like the uncle.

There was a light blue light flickering illusoryly on his body, and a human figure was about to come out.But it seems that other people can't see it, even the women who rushed over and cried bitterly.

Hmm, I can probably guess what this is.

After seeing a small figure slowly peeling off from the little boy, I reached out and pressed it back subconsciously.

Actually, I was actually pressed back.

The light blue light flickered several times in a hurry, like a short-circuited wire, causing great pain and numbness to those who touched it.

I felt like even my body was falling apart a bit, which made my mind flash with vague images that I couldn't capture.

"What are you doing?" Shen Qiao's voice came from not far away.

When I turned my head, I saw a pale-skinned young man standing there, and his gaze fell directly here.

"Trying to keep him from dying?" I replied dully.

But when Shen Qiao came over, her eyes fell on the crying woman, and she said calmly, "Call 120 quickly, has the driver run away? What kind of car is it? Did you see the license plate number?... Don't cry! "

The woman sighed a few times, followed Shen Qiao's order subconsciously, ran to pick up the mobile phone, and dialed the 120 emergency number with trembling fingers.

It made me somewhat ashamed of being sentimental.

Shen Qiao turned her head, lowered her head and glanced at the little boy, then squatted down, touching his body with her big hand without a trace.

Facts have proved that it is easier to use than pressing it, at least in my eyes, the little man's shadow jumped back in a jerk.

But Shen Qiao didn't stop. With a serious appearance of doing first aid for the little boy on the ground, she said softly, "Do you think this will be useful? Can you be more careful?"

I didn't answer.Wondering if he was talking to me or the little boy.

"I'm talking to you." Shen Qiao said calmly while trying to stop the little boy's bleeding, and added, "The same sentence just now."

Oh, it's not that I'm being sentimental.

"Maybe it will work," I replied.

"Aren't you afraid of being wiped out by the new force?"

"It seems that I know another way to disappear?"

"..." Shen Qiao sighed, and muttered, "There are many people who seek death, but there are not many ghosts who seek death."

He never looked up at me.

This made me a little curious about his expression when he lowered his head.

The 120 ambulance arrived not long after, and the glare of the lights reminded me of some unsteady memories.

Maybe it's about the memory of the moment I died... the blinding lights, the darkness, the rumbling sound, someone was crying, I said sorry...

I suddenly panicked, as if I experienced the panic that those people who died inexplicably had before.How the hell did I die?what happened before i died

For the first time, I feel that the loss of memory is so hateful.

The ambulance took the boy and his mother away, and Shen Qiao, who had done a good deed and remained anonymous, turned around after watching the ambulance leave.

Maybe he didn't think of any topic to talk about, maybe he didn't think about what to talk to me at all, in short, he just glanced at me, waved his hand and went back the same way.

I'm thinking about why he's in this place at this point in time.

When I saw the little boy again, he had just been pushed out of the operating room. After hearing the doctor say that he was out of danger, I breathed a sigh of relief together with his mother.

At this moment, the uncle's son arrived in a hurry. When he saw the child in the intensive care unit, he knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

I was not interested in witnessing this sensational scene, but made full use of my identity, penetrated through the isolation glass, stood by the boy's bed, and stared at this immature little face in a daze.

The electrocardiogram next to it showed that the little boy's heartbeat was not stable, and his face was too pale due to blood loss—this reminded me of Shen Qiao and his dead-like complexion involuntarily.

Whether that's because I haven't been in the sun much or because I'm too weak, I can't guess.

I watched over the little boy all night.

In a sense, he guarded the little boy more seriously than his parents who came home in the middle of the night to pack up their things.

I don't know his name, and I'm not interested in finding out. Just guessing that he is the grandson of the uncle is enough.

Then the next day, when the uncle's son and daughter-in-law were sleeping together, I saw the little boy on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.

He still looked frail, but his eyes were very definitely on me.

He smiled, and the breathing mask was covered with a layer of water mist.

The child gasped for breath, then suddenly said, "Big brother, I know you."

This made me fall into an ice cave for a moment, subconsciously thinking that the child was dead, that's why I had the hallucination of "seeing a ghost".

"Grandpa told me..." He stopped here, took a few breaths of oxygen, and then continued, "Brother, you are a very good person."

I was really taken aback.

The uncle said that when he died, his son was only ten years old.

So... when did this kid talk to his grandpa?

"I'm so envious of grandpa. Grandpa said he went to so many beautiful places... I want to go too..." At this point, I caught a glimpse of the electrocardiogram on the side starting to beat rapidly, and the rapid and sharp beeping sound penetrated Out of the glass, woke up the two adults who had not slept soundly.

Then a large group of doctors and nurses were called.

I was a little overwhelmed, and seeing the light blue light begin to glow around the little boy again, it instantly broke the principle in my heart that I can ignore it.

I leaned over to his bed and tried to touch the faintly visible layer of light blue film with my hands.

It hurts.

I feel like my brain is bubbling.

I saw some blurry images again, but now it's clear I don't have time to pay attention to them.

I told him: "Not yet, you are too young. Your grandpa hasn't visited all the places yet. When you grow up, go to many beautiful places and see many beautiful scenery, okay?"

"Big brother... where have you been?" He was indeed talking, speaking with a voice.Although weak, it still made a group of doctors and nurses with sharp ears dumbfounded.

"Who is he talking to?" They looked at each other.

One of them bravely answered the little boy's question: "Big brother has been to many places, like..." Listed a bunch of place names.

But the little boy's gaze remained slack.

"I haven't been anywhere yet..." I answered honestly.

After all, according to what Shen Qiao said, I am looking for "death".

"Why don't you go for a walk? Grandpa said, there are so many beautiful and interesting things in this world..." The little boy giggled, panted for a while, and said slowly, "I want to go There are many places to play...Big brother, can you take me away?"

Does he understand the meaning of the words "take me away"?

I thought, if I pull my hand back now, maybe I can actually get him out of here.

There was a greater pain piercing from my palm, my whole body convulsed, and those blurred pictures flashed through my mind more and more.

Still can't catch it.

"No." I refused.

Take him away - that's not my job.

I'm just an ordinary ghost.

The little boy's smile froze, and he was silent for a while before continuing to ask, "Why?"

"Because big brother also has something he wants to do." I told him, "big brother also has very, very important things... Be obedient, you have to live obediently, and when I have a chance in the future, I will take you to play again, okay? ?”

The little boy didn't speak any more.

The doctors and nurses tried their best to snatch him back from the brink of death.

The pain that seemed to tear me apart gradually weakened until it disappeared completely.At this time, the little boy closed his eyes and said softly, "It's an appointment."

... I remember that I once had another agreement with another person.

But I forgot his name and his appearance, and I forgot the content of the agreement.

I just remember that I promised him something and swore that I would never break the contract.

But the truth is, I broke the contract and did the opposite of what I promised him.

When I broke the contract, I seemed to see his face crying because of anger, sadness and bewilderment.

That face was blurred in front of my eyes, and it has disappeared until now.

But my heart is still as painful as it was then.