The soul of the ex-husband

On Christmas Eve in 2012, there was a little snow.

Holding hands with the girl he loves, Xiao Qi walked back to the Internet ring center from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The beloved girl's hands are cold, as cold as a dead thing taken out of the freezer.

But Xiao Qi's heart was full of sweetness, he didn't care about other things, he squeezed the girl Sujie's hand again and again.

The two of them walked together and returned to the back wall of the net ring center where the air was leaking.

Before parting, Xiao Qi lowered his head and smiled, showing a rare shyness: "Sister Heng... let me have a look at the marriage certificate anyway."

The girl has long hair, fair skin, and a very tender mole on the tip of her nose. When she raised her head, the snow was reflected by the street lamps, illuminating her stunning face.

"Tomorrow..." The girl's voice was low and faint, "I'll bring it to you tomorrow... just to talk about something."

Xiao Qi grinned, and said heartily: "Okay! It's a deal, I'll wait for you at the old place tomorrow."

"Ah."

Before leaving, Xiao Qi mustered up the courage of the past 18 years, leaned down, and secretly kissed the girl on the lips with a "boo".

My beloved girl, even her lips are cold, as if there is no blood flowing under the skin.

Xiao Qi turned back to being a hooligan, half nervous and half ashamed, without looking back, he climbed up the broken wall and turned into the Internet ring center.

Three days later, the Internet ring center exploded.

Because Xiao Qi went crazy.

The boy ran up and down the four floors, broke free from the obstruction of the white coats, and asked everyone he could catch: "Have you seen Zhou Heng? Where did Zhou Heng go! We waited I've held her for three days, but she didn't come!"

It's a pity that no one knows where Zhou Heng has gone.

Everyone has never even heard of Zhou Heng's name.

The white coat urgently contacted the administrator, and soon got a reply:

"Check out this person!"

In the online ring center, there has never been a girl named Zhou Heng.

This incident alarmed Professor Niu, the top person in charge of the institution.

"Pretend to be crazy?" Professor Niu squinted and smiled while drinking tea, spit out a mouthful of tea foam, quite confident, "Okay, take this Xiao Qi to the psychological correction room, and I will guide him personally."

The door of the psychological correction room is made of iron, glowing with cold lead ash. Once closed, it will not open again as if it is welded dead.

For four full hours, the teenager's suppressed screams and groans kept coming out, accompanied by the creepy electric sound.

Four hours later, the screams gradually weakened until they disappeared.

The iron door opened with a bang.

When Professor Niu came out, his face was already pale: "Hurry up, hurry up, take me to the hospital!"

Professor Niu kicked the first iron plate in his career. He has never encountered such a tough bone as Xiao Qi - his temples are almost scorched by electric shock, and he does not admit that he is wrong.

He turned to look indoors.

Seeing that Xiao Qi was still tied to the chair, the young man's eyes were loose and his consciousness was blurred, but he was still muttering: "Zi Heng..."

Professor Niu threw down the thick and long electric shock in his hand, feeling a little panicked.

Crazy, the kid is totally crazy.

On New Year's Day in 2013, in Cangzhou City, golden plum blossoms bloomed in the corner of the psychiatric building of the Seventh People's Hospital.

Xiao Qi was wearing a hospital gown, his face was whiter than the wall, he shrank on the bed and kept shaking.He glanced at the opposite corner of the ward from time to time, and then quickly avoided his sight.

Standing in the corner of the ward was a disembodied man, unkempt, his face was so dirty that no facial features could be seen, he was constantly gnawing his black fingernails, his eyes were staring at Xiao Qi viciously, his blood-red intestines seemed to be in perpetual motion It burst out, making the sound of sticky flesh and blood.

Xiao Qi had difficulty breathing, lowered his head, and covered his ears.

The doctor in charge found that Xiao Qi was not in the right mood, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Qi didn't look up, pointed to the corner with one hand, swallowed, and said with difficulty: "Yes, someone..."

The attending doctor turned his head to look at the corner of the wall that Xiao Qi was pointing at. After a long time, he pushed down his glasses, turned around, and wrote down in the notebook——

"Severe delusions."

Half a month later, Xiao Jianan came to the hospital to visit Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi doubts himself every day and is on the verge of collapse. Finally seeing a relative, he finally couldn't bear the pressure and cried.

"Dad, I'm not crazy!" Xiao Qi lost a lot of weight and looked haggard. He grabbed Xiao Jian'an's hand and slapped off the golden beans.

Xiao Jian'an sighed for a long time, and finally said: "Listen to the doctor's words here, and treat well."

Xiao Qi's face turned pale, he opened his mouth, and after a long time, he called out: "Dad..."

Xiao Jian'an kept thinking about other things, didn't pay attention to Xiao Qi, and said disgustedly: "The Internet Rehabilitation Center has already reported and investigated, that bullshit professor made you like this, I will make him unable to eat and walk around! "

Xiao Qi said: "Dad, do you not believe me?"

"What?" Xiao Jian'an finally recovered.

Xiao Qi said: "Do you not believe me?"

"I don't believe you..." Xiao Jian'an forced a smile, "You have a good rest, I'll go talk to your attending doctor and discuss what you should do next."

Xiao Qi let go of his hand, lowered his voice, and asked: "Dad, if I swear to you, I really got a certificate with a girl, and I can see things that others can't see... Would you believe me once? "

Xiao Jian'an didn't answer directly, but said: "Xiao Qi, I wish you well more than anyone else, it's right to listen to what Dad said, and actively treat here, Dad will get you out as soon as possible."

Xiao Qi bowed his head indifferently, and let out a calm "Oh".

When Xiao Jianan walked to the door, he heard a tired young voice behind him:

"I promised you that playing games would not affect your studies. If you didn't believe me, you tied me to the Internet Rehabilitation Center and said that you would not be able to go home until I became obedient."

"I secretly called you for help, saying that they abused me and that the electric shocks were painful. If you don't believe me, they even advised me to reform inside, and then reported on my phone calls."

"I said I could see ghosts, but you didn't even ask, and sent me directly to a mental hospital..."

"Anyway, you don't believe what I say, because you only believe what you think, and my feelings are not important... You said that the online ring center harmed me... You are right, how could you be wrong..."

Xiao Jianan frowned and turned around: "Xiao Qi, you..."

Xiao Qi raised his head at this moment, and said seriously: "Dad, do you want to transform me into an obedient and sensible son by doing this? Even though I may only be left with a numb shell."

Xiao Jian'an sternly said, "How can you say that about your father? Isn't it all for your own good that I did this!"

Hearing this, Xiao Qi seemed to be relieved, heaved a sigh of relief, and after a while, a pale and slightly treacherous smile appeared on his face.

Xiao Qi looked at Xiao Jian'an and said, "Dad, as you wish."

The spring of 2013 has not recovered for a long time.

In the conference room of the Psychiatric Building of the Seventh People's Hospital, Xiao Qi was undergoing his last diagnostic assessment.

The attending doctor asked: "Have you seen anything strange recently?"

Xiao Qi sat on the chair, his back was straight, his eyes were piercing, he looked ahead, he didn't reply for a long time.

Just beside the head of the attending doctor, there is a pair of blue and white bare feet that belong to a woman, hanging in the air and spinning slowly.

Xiao Qi didn't look up along the bloodless calf, he stared at the attending doctor opposite, suddenly broke into a smile, and clapped his hands excitedly like a child: "I can't see it, I can't see it, I can't see it... "

The attending doctor frowned, pushed his glasses, and wrote on the diagnosis result:

"There is no sign of relapse of delusional disorder, but the electric shock caused irreversible damage to the brain and mental retardation."

Finally, he took out his seal and tapped it on the medical certificate.

Released.

***

"A genius boy enters the Internet rehabilitation center, and after three months he becomes a fool."

As Xiao Qi returned to Canglan Private High School to continue his senior year of high school, there was a wave of heated discussions on campus.

Everyone sighed, sympathized, or laughed, and pointed at Xiao Qi for more than a month.

After observing that Xiao Qi had really turned into a hopeless fool, everyone had to admit - the former god of learning had fallen.

So, those who ate melons and watched the excitement all dispersed.

Xiao Qi was finally able to relax.

A day near the end of June in 2013.

Xiao Qi got off his evening self-study and walked home slowly pushing his bicycle.

When passing a lively night market, he stopped suddenly.

Simply because of a sudden craving for a cigarette.

He found a backlit place by the wall, leaned the bicycle next to the air-conditioning box, touched a piece of soft white sand from his pocket, squatted down, and started smoking on the side of the street.

Xiao Qi is not very old, still wearing a school uniform, but his smoking posture is very old-fashioned.

He took a breath, filtered it from his lungs, and then exhaled it. He narrowed his eyes slightly amidst the smog, and his star-like pupils opened.

People come and go, and anyone who sees this young man squatting by the wall smoking a cigarette will feel that he is as lost as a dog.

"Pretty boy?" A middle-aged uncle quietly squatted beside Xiao Qi, and said with a smile, "What are you looking at here?"

With a cigarette in his mouth, Xiao Qi squinted to the side, when he looked at the man through the smoke, he looked a bit ruffian.

The uncle's face was hidden in the dark, blurry, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, staring straight at Xiao Qi's smoke.

I'm so hungry I'm drooling.

Xiao Qi didn't say anything, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, and handed it over: "Here."

"No, no, no!" The uncle waved his hands repeatedly, leaned his upper body back, and said with a smile, "I can't smoke, so I just want to smell the smoke from you."

As he spoke, he waved his hands in the air, drawing the smell of cigarettes towards him, and while smoking, he closed his eyes enjoying himself: "Wonderful~~"

"..." Xiao Qi suddenly felt abnormal, and took a small step to the side.

"Pretty boy?" The middle-aged uncle said without forgetting to talk while inhaling second-hand smoke, "Look at you squatting here listlessly, what happened? Didn't you pass the exam?"

Xiao Qi ignored him, and looked at the bustling night market across the street to himself.

Uncle is like a radio that can't be turned off, and he babbles on the sidelines: "Tell me, maybe uncle can give you some advice? After all, you are so generous and willing to share cigarettes with me. I can't smoke yours for nothing. .”

This uncle has the meaning of repaying kindness.

Xiao Qi thought for a while, turned his face and took a deep breath of cigarettes, and said in a low voice, "I know my father wants face, he wants face, I can't compare with my two elder brothers, life is not going well, so I want to raise a son to make money, So he used to brag about me and be proud of me, as if my grades were his grades... But now I am stupid, unless he has another son, he will never be able to make money in this life, whoever mentions me now , he couldn’t lift his head up, he was so cowardly, I felt good, he sent me to the Internet ring center, he wanted me to be good, and now I’m an idiot, as he wished, there’s nothing wrong with it.”

The uncle laughed and said, "Little boy, isn't it too cruel for you to treat your father like this?"

Xiao Qi clenched his cigarette holder, and subconsciously retorted: "That's what he calls his own fruit!"

Uncle: "But you are not happy at all, and even a little empty and lonely."

Xiao Qi was stunned for a moment, then realized something was wrong, and glanced suspiciously at the man beside him.

He purposely spoke in a nonsensical manner, but the uncle seemed to have figured out the cause and effect of the incident, and knew his psychology well.

The uncle saw his doubts, raised his head proudly, closed his eyes and inhaled the smoke, and said: "Little boy, remember, there will be many irreconcilable conflicts in life, but don't be too persistent. If you feel unhappy, just let it go." , let it go, but if you can't let it go? You have to believe that one day you can let it go, because in this world, there are always some people and some things that are worth looking forward to... Hey, I said Wouldn't it look silly if there were so many?"

Xiao Qi: "..." You know that too?

Just at this moment, with the rustling of the robes, two figures landed on the snow without a trace, blocking Xiao Qi and the middle-aged uncle.

The two squatting on the ground raised their heads and moved in unison.

I saw a tall and thin old man and a fat and round young man standing in front of me.

The old man's face is thin and hale, with a melon skin hat, round sunglasses, and a mandarin jacket from the Republic of China, he looks like a character who jumped out of a history textbook illustration.

For some reason, Xiao Qi felt the uncle beside him tremble.

The old man looked at the two squatting on the ground, smiled, held one wrist, rolled up the black-edged cuff, and said, "Okay, Cao Sixiang, I've been chasing you for so long, why are you hiding here to smoke? I can't touch the cigarette, I can't smoke it Mouth, get close to the living people to get addicted to cigarettes, even being a ghost can't let go of the hobbies in the world, it's not easy to reincarnate."

Hearing this, Xiao Qi was stunned for a long while, then slowly looked at the middle-aged uncle who was squatting side by side with him, for a long time, he said sincerely: "You don't look...you don't look like a ghost at all."

The middle-aged uncle laughed and said, "Thank you pretty boy for your compliment."

In the next second, the uncle's face changed suddenly, and he rushed up to the eaves.

Xiao Qi only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and saw a black mass like a mouse, sliding quickly past the roof.

Do Feiyuan pointed forward and shouted: "Monster, where are you running!"

After finishing the words, he lifted his fat body with ease on his toes, and sprinted towards the direction where the black shadow disappeared.

"........."

Xiao Qi squatted on the spot, smoking a cigarette, looking dumbfounded.

After a while, he looked back and rubbed his face in confusion, looking quite depressed.

Damn it was accosted by a ghost again.

Since the psychic psychic, as long as he doesn't see that kind of ugly ghost, Xiao Qi generally can't distinguish between human and ghost.

"Young man, it's fate to meet you. Anyway, you're fine now. How about I make a fortune for you?"

Xiao Qi heard the voice, raised his head, and found that the old man hadn't left yet.

Xiao Qi lacked interest, said: "What are you?"

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment, realizing that these words were a bit provocative.

The old man didn't care, he waved his hands with a smile and said: "Anything can be counted... why don't you tell me your birthday first?"

Xiao Qi didn't worry about it, but he was idle when he was idle, so he reported his birth date, but he couldn't remember the exact time.

The old man pinched his fingers, and after a while, he suddenly regained his energy and his expression lit up.

That appearance inexplicably reminded Xiao Qi of returning to the past.

The old man lifted the hem of his robe, put one foot on the steps, leaned down against Xiao Qi's face, clasped his fists and cupped his hands to one side: "Your fate must have profound roots, heavenly stems have Xu, and earthly branches have Chen. Going to heaven and earth means that you have a lot of predestined relationship with metaphysics, and you sit on the side of the sun and can see Yin and Yang. It can be said that you have been taken care of by the gods of the three realms, which is very rare. With your qualifications, you are very suitable to be a mage."

Xiao Qi squatted on the steps, expressionless: "Are you a Taoist priest?"

The old man smiled proudly, straightened up, straightened his cuffs, and said: "I am not talented. I learned Taoism at the age of eight, and I have only been in the industry for fifty years. People in the circle call it a thousand tricks, which means to break through the secrets of heaven."

Xiao Qi said concisely: "Are you trying to trick me into joining the religion?"

"..." The old gentleman froze proudly.

Xiao Qi patted his trouser legs, stood up, and said: "This way..." He spread out his hands and asked, "You can help me do the divination again, and you and I will be sure."

"Oh?" Qian Jisuan regained his energy, held Xiao Qi's palm, and said to himself, "What do you want to be? I know that I will say everything, and I will say everything."

Xiao Qi then looked at his palm and said, "Marriage."

"How to say?"

Xiao Qi frowned, and said stubbornly: "I married a wife half a year ago and ran away, you can help me figure it out, where can I find her?"

The old man's complexion changed again and again, and he slapped Xiao Qi's hand for the last time, blowing his beard and staring: "Stinky boy! Are you kidding me? This matter can't be counted!"

***

"Why can't it be counted... Can you count cards... Do you not remember the landlord's cards..."

Xiao Qi was awakened by the vague human voice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Tata lying on the back of the chair, pointing fingers at the landlord playing in the front seat.

Xiao Qi sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, feeling a little tired from sleep.

For some reason, he has been dreaming about those shitty things from nine years ago.

"Master, are you awake?" Tata heard the movement, looked at Xiao Qi, and said, "It's just right, we're almost here."

Xiao Qi hadn't woken up yet, and didn't think for a moment where he was going by car, so he became dazed, his body swaying slightly with the car.

After a long time, he rubbed his face and looked forward.

The surrounding area is full of weeds and full of rural atmosphere. There are no street lights on both sides, so the car is crawling in the mountains with two dim searchlights.

And on the top of the mountain within sight, there is a mansion with dim light.

By the way, they are going to go up the mountain to summon their souls.