Rosewood Hills

The first reaction when I woke up was the pungent smell of disinfectant and sunlight.

"Hmm." Chang Chang tried to move his legs, but felt a burst of pain.

"Doctor, doctor!"

"Hey, don't move, your injury hasn't healed yet."

Someone around me seemed to come out and out again.

After calming down for a while, Chang Chang opened his eyes and looked at the person sitting on the nursing bed.

"Dad." Chang Chang shouted, his voice was so hoarse.

Father Chang stood up and walked to the hospital bed.

He has aged a lot.

Chang Chang carefully looked at his father's face, surprised that he had the courage to face him again.

He finally bravely faced the nightmare deep in his memory, the devil was old.

It was really a long, long dream.

Chang Chang relaxed, but his hand under the quilt touched a hard object.

He probed a few more times in disbelief, very surprised.

Isn't it a dream...

Chang Chang only asked one sentence: "Father, I want to know, my word for 'Long' is really—"

He couldn't go on, but had to finish: "Excessive meaning?"

Father Chang was silent for a long time.

"No."

A gleam of pain flashed in the man's eyes: "Xiao Ling said, 'For a long time, I will be safe every year'."

"I'm the one who's sorry for her...I'm sorry for you too."

After that, he walked out.

That's right.

Chang Chang let out a sigh of relief.

Thank you, Mom.

Holding the pocket watch that was lost ten years ago, Chang Chang felt love again.

******

Chang Chang went back to school after a one-year absence for recuperation.The school regrets the casualties caused by the bus and reminds students to be careful when going out.

Chang Chang successively visited Wangsi and Lao Dangjia.

The old party is no longer what it used to be.Presumably what he saw before was the old party members in his memory, so there was no change at that time.

That flower...Chang Chang suddenly thought of this, and searched for white hyacinths on the Internet.

Flower language: silent love.

Chang Chang cried on the spot.

After that, he also successfully obtained his diploma, and with the help of his father, he entered a company to do marketing-related work.

Everything seemed to be back on track, but the two brothers who left never came back.

The elevator broke down for no apparent reason, and Chang Chang exhausted himself carrying takeaways for five people up the sixth floor, his legs ached terribly.

After sending out one by one, only my own is left in the plastic bag.Chang Chang found an empty room and prepared to eat.

Before the takeaway was brought out, the director next door poked his head in: "Xiao Chang, pack up and come over to bring the new intern later."

Chang Chang repeatedly agreed, wondering how the director knew he was here.

Suddenly, a meow was clearly audible.

I don't care about the long hair, I thought it was where the armpit hair came from.

"Meow--"

Chang Chang's hand that was about to open the lunch box stopped.

Standing at the door was a man, dressed in a suit, with a dignified appearance.

"Hello, is this Chang Chang's senior? I'm a new intern, and I'm here to say hello to the senior."

Familiar faces, voices from memory.

Chang Chang was dumbfounded, and stood up as soon as he slapped the chopsticks: "Yes yes yes yes."

"Senior hasn't finished eating yet, how about I eat with you?" The intern looked very friendly.

"No, no, no, no, I'm done eating." After finishing speaking, he glanced at the plastic bag, a pair of chopsticks and a few leaflets.

Chang Chang, who was full of color, immediately closed his eyes and threw everything into the trash can.

A new intern who looks familiar: ...

Without realizing it, Chang Chang tried his best to pretend to be natural: "Student, shall I take you shopping?"

"……it is good."

"Student, what's your name?"

"My name is--"

The sound gradually faded away, and the sun filled the corridor.

The place where the boxed lunches are often thrown away has attracted many uninvited guests, and the rats have scattered the garbage in the trash can all over the place.

There are still many shady things living in the world.

A leaflet floated out of the trash can and lay quietly on the ground, with the words——

[Rosewood Villa is recruiting summer jobs, only for college students, with food and accommodation included, and the internship salary is 1000 yuan. 】

The author has something to say: "Great Villa" is over!

At first I planned to write a short story, but it ended up getting longer...

To answer some questions from readers who may have doubts:

1. If you don't pay attention to logic, it is often a story of running into a ghost and then escaping successfully.

2. If it is more realistic, the whole story can be regarded as a conjecture (?)

Combining the accidents at that time and the shadows of childhood, he restored his impression of death with the help of horror plots.

Both Ling and Lao Dang are characters that make him feel loved and safe, and subconsciously rely on him, so in the story, both of them helped at critical times.

In the end, Chang Chang chose to live and face the new life bravely.

We will definitely meet = when we die again

In the end, of course, it is the routine of ghost stories hahaha, it may be the ghost villa, or it may be just an ordinary hotel, it depends on how everyone understands it!

The big BOSS is a hanging ghost who left a shadow on my childhood. He will watch people from under the door, so he must not hide under the bed.

The setting of "can only read the text upside down", magnificent = fierce ghost, Wang Si = death, Dang Bian = bento, Ren Lu = passerby.The author's bad taste! (and no one found out)

I'm not satisfied with the writing, but I'll see you soon!Next time I will write an outline der