fall in love with ghosts

Today is Black Friday, and my mood is not very beautiful. I have been in a state of mind wandering all day long, thinking about the words He Yiran said.

"No success again? This guy is really difficult to deal with." Qin Zimeng frowned, thought for a long time, and thought of something again, a sneer suddenly crossed the corner of his mouth, "It seems that we must use a bigger move."

"Big move? What big move?" I no longer have any hope for her plan, and... I don't seem to be as eager as before, hoping that he can disappear. Although, I can't explain why. There is this psychological change.

"There is no class tomorrow weekend, let's go to the temple to offer incense together." Qin Zimeng walked to the open-air balcony of the teaching building and suggested to me who was sitting on the stairs next to me who was thinking heavily.

"Is this your big move? Let the Bodhisattva take him in?" Hearing what she said, I couldn't help laughing when I was still depressed just now, "He's not a monster."

Qin Zimeng gave me a disapproving look, and continued, "What do you know? Go to the temple and ask the monk to write a spell for you, and then stick the spell on the wardrobe. Even if it can't do anything to him, at least it can deter him He doesn't dare to come out of the closet, it's better to trap him in it than he always comes out to scare you?"

"But...but I..."

Qin Zi dreamed that I was hesitating, he seemed to be worried about something, and asked with a puzzled face: "What's wrong with you? Could it be that you have developed sympathy for a ghost? He is a ghost, Yang Fan! Think about it , After you find a boyfriend, when you two are in love with each other, he stares at you two with ghostly eyes, will you still be interested?"

"Uh... It's okay, don't talk about it, I'll go with you tomorrow." Qin Zimeng's words made me get goosebumps, so I hurriedly interrupted her.

So as soon as the next day arrived, I went to a temple on the outskirts of the city with Qin Zimeng, and bought a spell from the monk to drive away evil spirits. At home, I saw my mother had just returned from a business trip, so I had dinner with her.

After dinner, while my mother was sitting in the living room watching TV, I went back to my room and took out the charm with red letters on the yellow background from my schoolbag, but I felt a little uneasy in my heart, do I really want to do this?I couldn't help hesitating.

But I still took the Taoist talisman and walked to the closet. I didn't open the door, because I knew he must be inside at the moment, but would he know that I was trying to do the futile thing he said again?

In order to end all of this, I still stuck the spell on the wardrobe, but when I stuck it, my hands were shaking uncontrollably, and my mood became more and more disturbed.

After the spell was pasted, I took a few steps back and sat on the edge of the bed. There was no movement in the closet. After waiting for a long time, he never came out of the closet and asked me why I was doing these things again. I stood up anxiously , kept pacing in the room, then sat down and waited, then got up and paced back and forth, but my heart became more and more chaotic, disturbed for no reason, I gradually realized that I seemed to be worried about that guy ...Didn't I always expect him to disappear from my sight?Didn't I always look forward to him not appearing in my life again?Why at this very moment, I started to worry that he would really disappear...

Time seemed to slow down suddenly, I felt that I couldn't wait any longer, and I would definitely go crazy if I waited like this, so I hurried to the closet and opened the door forcefully, the scene before me shocked me difficult to respond.

He Yiran is still sitting in the closet, just wrapping his hands around himself, trembling violently as if feeling cold, his face is almost transparent, no, not only his face, his body is gradually becoming more and more transparent, bright red Blood flowed continuously from the corners of his eyes and ears, and the originally amber eyes turned pale milky white like pearls. I had never seen him look so frightening yet extremely weak.

"He Yiran! He Yiran... How are you?" I immediately knelt down to look at him, and asked him anxiously.

But he just looked at me with distracted eyes, his lips parted slightly but he couldn't speak. I finally realized that this time, the Taoist talisman actually worked, what should I do?I only hesitated for a moment, but I got up and tore off the charm stuck on the cabinet door, tore it into pieces, then threw it on the ground, and trampled the paper with my feet to smash it into pieces.

"Tell me, tell me how to save you!" I leaned in front of He Yiran again and looked at him in bewilderment, without any time to think about anything else.

At this moment, He Yiran seemed to want to say something, but he hesitated for a while but didn't speak.

"Tell me quickly!" I urged, but even though he became weaker and more transparent like a phantom, he refused to answer me. He took out a small knife from the drawer of the desk, and then returned to him. After taking a few deep breaths, he clenched his teeth and used the knife to cut a cut in his palm. Bright red blood oozed out immediately, and then I clenched my hand into a fist and extended it to his lips, letting the blood oozing from my palm fall into his mouth drop by drop.

"Don't... take it away..." His voice was very weak, so weak that I couldn't hear what he said clearly, so I still endured the pain and let my blood drip into his mouth continuously.

A miraculous thing happened, my blood seemed to have an effect on him. Gradually, his image became clear again, his eyes returned to amber, and his eyes were no longer so distracted, so I took my hand from the His lips were retracted.

"Are you okay?" I asked timidly. I was suddenly afraid that he would rush over and bite my neck off in anger after he recovered, but he just glanced feebly at my bleeding hand, his face He said expressionlessly, "Your hand... quickly stop the bleeding."

"Then you...then are you feeling better now?"

"Don't worry about me, you go away!"

"Don't blame me, who would have thought that this spell is so powerful..." Seeing that I didn't care about my bleeding hand at all, and was still squatting in front of him chattering, he suddenly got up and came up to me. It was only a moment, but that For a moment, a wonderful feeling occupied my body, I felt extremely warm after being extremely cold. This strange sensory change made me feel wonderful, but a second later, I felt like I was in a coma. I suddenly lost consciousness... When I woke up, I found myself sitting on the edge of the bed, and my cut hand had been bandaged with gauze. I looked down at the drawer of the desk, and there was a first aid The box hadn't had time to be closed.

How is this going?What just happened?

But I didn't care about thinking so much, I walked to the closet in two steps and opened the door. Fortunately, He Yiran was still inside, and he had recovered to normal.

"Are... are you okay? Yes, I'm sorry, I..."

"You don't have to feel sorry, I won't blame you." He Yiran raised his hand to wipe off the blood that remained at the corner of his mouth, and said half-jokingly: "You boy, you really made me a vampire."

"Just now... what happened just now? I seem to have fainted, and I don't know anything anymore." Thinking of the weird feeling just now, I tried to recall what happened before, but my memory only stayed at He Yiran facing me The moment that comes.

"..." After hearing my question, He Yiran remained silent for no reason.

I seemed to understand something: "You just... attached to my body, didn't you? You attached to my body and then opened the medicine box, disinfected and bandaged my hands?"

Seeing that I was still asking questions, He Yiran was silent for a while, and could only nod his head: "I can only do these things with the help of a human body, otherwise I can't do anything... I said I would not do this, But I did it anyway."

There was a hint of apology in his tone, but he still refused to say sorry.

I looked down at the hands he had bandaged with his heart, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. I tortured him with a spell, but he... "You said last time that you were avoiding the messenger of hell, what exactly does that mean? Huh?" To solve the problem, one must find out the root of the problem, instead of trying to drive him away in various ways, it is better to figure out how to find the place where he should really go.

But He Yiran's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes fell on the bedroom door: "Your mother seems to be eavesdropping on our conversation."

"What?" Before I could react, my mother had already walked into my room, and I quickly closed the wardrobe.

"Yang Fan, who have you been talking to?" Mom looked at me suspiciously, her gaze fell on my hand, "What's wrong with your hand? It was fine just now."

"Uh, I..." I panicked and put my hands behind my back, "I accidentally cut my hand while peeling fruit while talking on the phone."

"What about the fruit?" Mom still looked suspicious.

"I ate it."

My mother walked around my room, looked around, and then suddenly picked up the mobile phone I put aside and clicked on the call history. I hurried forward to grab the mobile phone, but it was too late: "You didn't even Didn’t make a phone call, have you been talking to yourself? What is attached to your body, what about the messenger of hell, did you become obsessed with playing online games? The Internet is disconnected at home, you will not skip class to play games Come on, this worthless child!"

"..." Well, I can only admit that I am playing online games and playing crazy monsters, otherwise, what else can I say!

I escaped my mother's persecution, and after returning to school, Qin Zimeng chased after me asking non-stop, obviously curious whether the spell had worked, and I was afraid that she would come up with some bad idea, so I had to tell her that He Yiran had been successfully Trapped in the closet and unable to get out.

"Haha, since he can't come out to scare people, I'm not afraid. It's okay to go to your house for dinner at night, right?"

"Yes, there is nothing wrong." However, I regretted it just after I agreed to her. He Yiran was still in my room, and when Qin Zimeng came, what should I do if something unexpected happened? Forget it , Never mind, I can't stop being with friends because of that guy.

However, I found that I really made a big mistake, Qin Zimeng is really a big mouth, it's only because I believed her too much.

During the dinner, my mother told Qin Zimeng that I was always talking to myself in the room, and before I had time to wink at her, she blurted out: "Auntie, why is he talking to himself? He's talking to a ghost!"

"What? Talk to a ghost!" My mother looked at Qin Zimeng with a serious face in surprise, probably thinking that she had a fever and was talking nonsense.

"Yeah, auntie, don't you know? There is a ghost in Yang Fan's room, and that ghost has been haunting him for a long time."

It's over, it's over, it's already messy enough, Qin Zimeng, do you know that you're doing more harm than good, now... it's even more messy! !

"What's going on? Yang Fan, tell mom quickly!" Mom still believed in ghosts and gods, so when Qin Zimeng said this, she really became nervous.

"Oh mother, there's no ghost, Qin Zimeng, can you stop running the train with your mouth full!" I winked at her secretly while talking, but she didn't care at all.

"Why are you hiding it from auntie?" Qin Zimeng gave me a puzzled look, as if complaining that I wasn't honest enough, then turned to my mother and said mysteriously, "Auntie, let me tell you, before Two days ago we used a talisman we got from the temple to suppress that ghost, and now that ghost is trapped in Yang Fan's closet."

"Son, could it be...can you see it?" Seeing the stunned expression on my mother's face, I had no choice but to nod silently.

My mother nodded thoughtfully, looked at me and said, "No wonder every time you were talking to yourself, and I walked into your room, you closed the closet door in a panic. Is that so?"

Seeing my mother's confident expression, and Qin Zimeng's serious look, I finally had nothing to say, that's right, it's all true, although He Yiran wasn't trapped, but he didn't want to leave here either, Leaving my side, as Qin Zimeng said, he has been pestering me.

But...but I...Even though he is still disturbing my normal life, I don't seem to want to force him to leave anymore, but I can't figure out why...