Escape from the Ghost

In the past, Song Yi always disliked Zhao Yu's mother-in-law and mother-in-law, and it was not enough to take care of herself. As a monitor, she liked to take care of all kinds of troubles.

From the beginning to the present, Song Yi also hates this kind of good old man the most, but he hates it to the extreme, but he is also a little envious. Zhao Yu never cares about being called a fool behind his back, and always insists on doing what he thinks is important.

Zhao Yu also has a problem. He loves to babble when he drinks too much, and he also has a pedantic tone: "Song Yi, let me tell you, I never believe that good people are rewarded, that's farting! But I I believe that some things have to be done by someone, don't talk about principles and justice, people, the most important thing is to be worthy of your own conscience at any time!" To this day, Song Yi still remembers that big fool saying this When talking, half-opened his eyes and pulled his neck with a straight face.

Picture after picture of getting along with each other rushed into his mind without warning, Song Yi hit his head hard with his fist, trying to get rid of these messy thoughts.He walked around the lake several times, nervously took out the phone, his fingers trembled so much that he couldn't turn it on.After finally spotting the phone, he dialed the phone. The sound of "beep beep" completely disturbed his heart, and after waiting for a long time, no one answered.

He took a deep breath, glanced around in a hurry, and his eyes fell on the fifth teaching building outside the grove.An ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and the next second, he ran to the teaching building like crazy.

When Song Yi arrived, the red and blue lights of the police car had already flashed downstairs, which was very dazzling in his eyes.New warning strips are being pulled up and the site is fully closed.Groups of teachers and students stood downstairs and pointed.

His hands and feet were cold, and he walked stiffly through the crowd.From a distance, I saw Li Zhaoling and Xia Houyong standing on the side of the road whispering something, and a small police officer beside them was nervously recording.

Song Yi walked towards these people step by step.Seeing him, Xia Houyong winked at Li Zhaoling suspiciously, and the two of them fell silent at the same time.

Xia Houyong signaled with his eyes: What's going on, and it has something to do with this kid?Li Zhaoling wanted to say something, moved his lips and swallowed.He turned his head to look at Song Yi, in front of him was a face that was so pale that there was no blood in it.

Song Yi walked up to them, clenched his fists, released them again, and asked in a deep voice, "Is...is it him? Junior Mathematics Department, Zhao...Zhao Yu..." He tried his best to control his tone, not to let The tail sounds trembling too obviously.

Xia Houyong thought for a moment, then nodded with a troubled expression.Song Yi turned his head and glared at Li Zhaoling viciously. The next moment, he raised his fist and punched Li Zhaoling in the face. The speed was so fast and too sudden that Xia Houyong and Gao Xiaoshuai beside him were dumbfounded. .

Li Zhaoling frowned slightly and didn't have the slightest intention to hide. He was punched hard, and his glasses fell to the ground with a "slap".Song Yi wanted to start again, but was stopped by Gao Xiaoshuai, who hugged him tightly and pulled him away.

Comrade Xiao Gao has just graduated, and after three months in the field team, he has been dispatched to the police twice, and all of them are in Mucheng University.The little fat man was inexperienced and had more than enough brute force, hugged Song Yi and shouted: "You...you...you, you will go to jail for intentionally hurting someone...the police are still here!"

Song Yi's movements were quick, and he threw a backhand over his shoulder. The little fat man landed on his back, holding his waist and babbling, "Damn! You... you fucking... attacked... the police..."

Xia Houyong was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth and let him yell on the ground.He is usually most afraid of bringing newcomers, newcomers have a kind of natural dullness, and the more chaotic they are, the more chaotic they will be.

He looked at the blushing little fat man under his hands, and growled in a low voice: "Shut up, didn't you see that the relatives of the deceased could not accept the stimulation, so they overreacted, why are you yelling? Isn't it embarrassing for a college student to fall down? Hurry up and shut up!" The little fat man fell silent instantly.

Li Zhaoling wiped the corners of his mouth, picked up his glasses from the ground and put them on. Just as he stood still, he saw Song Yi punching him unceremoniously. Behind him, with a little force on his hands, Song Yi was curled up firmly in front of Li Zhaoling.

Li Zhaoling scolded coldly: "Have you had enough trouble?"

Song Yi said in a low voice: "Zhao Yu is dead...you...you must have taken him away?" He turned his head and stared fiercely at the suspicious man in front of him. Layer upon layer, these things are absolutely inseparable from him!

Song Yi's eyes gradually turned red, and he stared at Li Zhaoling. For some reason, Li Zhaoling suddenly lost his mind, let go of his hand in a daze, and said, "You... misunderstood!"

"Hmph..." Xia Houyong coughed pretendingly, walked to Song Yi's side, put on the airs of a policeman, and said, "What's going on?"

"I……"

All the scenes flashed in his mind, Song Yi wanted to say too much, but he didn't know where to start?

As soon as he raised his head, he saw Li Zhaoling's dark and deep eyes, one bloody human life after another lay in front of him, and the deep sense of powerlessness made him feel so small and vulnerable that no logical analysis was needed. In life, in the face of life and death, money, background, and social relations are simply ridiculous existences like clowns.He is no longer a high-quality controller who possesses high-quality social resources, and now he doesn't even have anyone to ask for help and discuss, what should he do?

Li Zhaoling frowned, and said politely: "Officer Xia, I have explained everything I saw just now. There is still class in a while, so let's go first." This sentence was very realistic, and it was completely wiped out.

Song Yi watched his gradually disappearing back and clenched his fists fiercely.

Xia Houyong stuffed the notebook into the little fat man's arms and said: "Here is the statement of the reporter, send it to your leader and ask him to verify it. It's fine for the kid who fell down the stairs to have bad legs, but he still carried that bag." There are many things, so far, it is an accident, let the family members be notified."

"Oh...ok..." Xiaoshuai Gao was stunned for a moment, tremblingly glanced at Song Yi, and walked away dejectedly.

Song Yi looked at Xia Houyong and said, "Unexpectedly, are you sure this is the case?"

Xia Houyong took out the cigarette case, took out a cigarette and handed it to Song Yi, saying, "Do you have other ideas?"

Song Yi took the cigarette, skillfully lit the fire that Xia Houyong handed over, and took a deep breath. Feeling the smell of smoke fell to the deepest part of his body, he slowly returned to his nose, and when he spit it out, there was a Accidentally choked, coughed violently until tears welled up in his eyes.

Xia Houyong stroked his back for him, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Song Yi covered his mouth and waved his hands, turned his back and wiped his eyes, coughed for a while, and then said, "It's been a long time." His finger holding the cigarette trembled slightly, took another puff of the cigarette, and said , "You...do you believe that someone can foresee death?"

Xia Houyong was stunned and said, "Foresee death?"

Song Yi looked at Xia Houyong, nodded cautiously, and continued: "Since the car accident, I can... I can see the scene of other people's death... Jia Yong, Zhao Yu, I can see the scene before their accident See. Jia Yong jumped off the building, Zhao Yu fell down the stairs, I have seen all of these, at the moment of physical contact, these scenes flashed by, I..."

Song Yi slowly squatted down on his legs, looked at the ash on the cigarette butt that had not been flicked for a long time, and murmured with red eyes: "I don't know if it was an accident, or... I killed them ..."

Song Yi spoke extremely slowly, and every word that came out of his mouth was like a sharp knife, stabbing hard in his heart.

Xia Houyong looked at the boy who was huddled in fear in front of him, and wanted to reach out and pat him on the shoulder.As soon as Song Yi raised his head, like a frightened bird, he stood up and took two steps back, avoiding Xia Houyong and watching him cautiously.

The two of them were in such a stalemate. Suddenly, the corner of Xia Houyong's mouth raised a warm smile, and his eyes began to become firm and warm.He raised his hand again and tried to put it on Song Yi's shoulder. Seeing that he didn't dodge, he felt relieved and patted it lightly. He asked in a warm voice, "What did you see?"

His gaze gave Song Yi a sense of security that he had known before, and he shook his head when he came back to his senses, and said, "No... I didn't see anything..."

"Life and death, everyone's life has its own trajectory, so no matter what happens, it's none of your business, stop blaming yourself, living well is more important than anything else!" After Xia Houyong finished speaking, he paused for a while, After carefully observing Song Yi's expression, he said, "Looking at you, I know you haven't had a good night's sleep for a long time. Do you know that people who have experienced major accidents will have some psychological problems to some extent."

Song Yi suddenly showed some caution in his eyes, and said, "You suspect that I have PTSD?"

Xia Houyong raised his lips slightly, shrugged cheerfully, and said, "Little kid still knows a lot. Post-traumatic stress disorder is not only manifested when something happens. The subconscious in everyone's heart has long run through him. Childhood trauma, family and social psychological factors, and personality traits. The so-called major traumatic event is just one of many predisposing factors. Of course, I am only offering a possibility, after all, I am not an expert.”

"Officer Xia, come here!"

"it is good!"

Xia Houyong responded, patted Song Yi on the shoulder, and said comfortingly, "Listen to me, don't push yourself too hard."

Song Yi didn't answer, and watched Xia Houyong's back slowly disappear into the crowd.

He clenched his fist again, accident?How could it be an accident?

The sky gradually darkened, and after a long day of cloudiness, it finally began to rain.

Song Yi didn't go back to the dormitory, he walked out of the grove alone, bypassed the Sanchakou, left the school gate and walked onto the road, but he didn't want to think about where he was going.

The last time I came here, I had porridge with Zhao Yu. This time, looking west from the road, I saw the intersection where the car accident happened.

Life is originally formed by the intersection of different roads. Now that I think about it, I don’t know that I was standing at the crossroads at that time, and the direction of life must be decided.

Song Weizhong, Jia Yong, Zhao Yu, one by one familiar faces passed by, as if they had passed away.The loud ringing of the phone interrupted his train of thought in an instant. He glanced at the phone number, answered it coldly and asked, "How's the matter going?"

On the other end of the phone, Xue Fei said respectfully: "Hi, Mr. Song, lawyer Zhang Guofeng suffered a heart attack the day before yesterday afternoon, and was sent to the hospital to be rescued and died. But before his accident, we had everything done. Fortunately, You urged me this time, or else..." Before Xue Fei could finish speaking, Song Yi hung up the phone.

He looked at his phone and suddenly felt ironic.

The horn of the car "Dididi..." suddenly sounded, and the white van came oncoming, the lights of which made Song Yi unable to open his eyes.He stood there without moving. At this moment, he was suddenly curious, what kind of feeling does death feel like?

The driver of the van was dozing off, when he suddenly saw the motionless figure under the street lamp, he was startled awake, and it was obviously too late to step on the brakes, so he honked the horn and turned the steering wheel in a panic.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Song Yi closed his eyes resolutely.

A voice sounded: "Song Yi!" After the shout, the man quickly stepped forward and pulled him away.

As soon as Song Yi opened his eyes, he saw Feng Qin's panicked face, followed by Zhu Xin and Liu Ming.

The sound of brakes dragged on for half a meter. The driver of the van rolled down the window, his veins bulged, and he pulled his neck and shouted: "Damn it! You don't want to live, labor and capital still want to live? If you want to die, get away."

Zhu Xin pointed to Song Yi and said, "He's not feeling right now, should I call 120 immediately?"

"Neuropathy!"

After the van driver finished cursing, he quickly closed the window and disappeared in a flash with the tail of the car swung.

Feng Qin supported Song Yi, and said worriedly, "Why are you in a daze? You yelled several times and refused to answer. Fortunately, we saw that you can still lose your mind when crossing the road?"

Song Yi lowered his head and stared at Feng Qin's hand holding his arm, thoughtfully, and after a while, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhu Xin came over and asked, "I saw you standing in the middle of the road from a long distance away, if I were the driver I would scold you!"

Liu Ming muttered in a low voice, "I've done too many bad things."

Hearing the sound, Song Yi looked up at Liu Ming.

Feng Qin elbowed Liu Ming: "What are you talking about?"

Liu Ming twitched his lips in dissatisfaction, and rushed forward to say, "Speak clearly! Does Zhao Yu's accident have anything to do with you?"

Feng Qin hurriedly stopped him and scolded: "Don't ask!"

Zhu Xin looked on coldly and said nothing.

Seeing that Song Yi didn't answer, Liu Ming was even more annoyed. He pushed Feng Qin away and grabbed Song Yi's collar and said, "Why can't I ask? How can such a good person be gone!"

The sudden eye contact made Song Yi's feeling of self-blame rush to the apex.Liu Ming's expression of gnashing his teeth was completely in his eyes.Song Yi let him fiddle with himself back and forth, and just stood there without moving, with a pale face that looked uglier than death.Seeing that his expression was not right, Liu Ming let go of his hand in a daze, and said, "You... are you okay?"

Song Yi suddenly came back to his senses and pushed him away vigorously, his gaze flashed past the three people in front of him one by one.Finally, it landed on Liu Ming's panicked face, and the scene he saw just now came back to his mind. At this intersection, it was Liu Ming's half body lying under the wheel.

Song Yi shook his head and said intermittently: "It's none of my business...it's none of my business!"

"Boom...", there was a thunder, and the heavy rain fell as soon as it was said.The rain in late autumn is always full of biting chill.

Song Yi looked at Liu Ming, and stepped back step by step.

Feng Qin shouted: "Song Yi!"

Liu Ming asked nervously, "What happened to him?"

Song Yi suddenly roared, turned and ran into the rain.The rain ran down his hair and slipped over his face one by one. He wiped his face and continued to run forward.It wasn't until his strength was exhausted that he gradually slowed down and walked aimlessly.

Behind him, a white barrier appeared on the outside of the black robe, and the rainwater fell on the barrier, condensing into water droplets and sliding down the shoulder line of the man in black.

It was raining heavily, and Li Zhaoling followed Song Yi silently, walking with him in the rain.