ghost husband

When Xu Ning came to his senses, an old man was already sitting in front of him.

The old man put the western lamp on the coffee table and said slowly: "Young man, each of you tell me a ghost story, and then I will tell you my story."

"If it's not scary, hey..." The old man looked at his own lamp, and his cloudy eyes seemed to recover a little, "Then come and be my lamp."

"Yeah, just after sending away a psychopath, another one came." Xu Ning rolled his eyes at the old man and got up to leave.He didn't want to get entangled with this old man...

Just as he took a step forward, the room suddenly darkened.It was clearly in the afternoon, and Qi Wu didn't have the habit of drawing the curtains. It was full of sunshine just now, but now it fell into deep darkness. Only the light of the sunset lamp became the only light source in this darkness.

"If you don't tell me, will it be directly made into lamp oil..." Qi Wu asked in a low voice.

The old man smiled, and he seemed to be several decades younger in the dark.Xu Ning sat back on the sofa and sighed, Qi Wu said, "The story I told today happened to me."

"If you have to name this story, it should be called "Help"."

"I'm more likely to see ghosts than ordinary people. At the beginning, I was very uncomfortable. I was often frightened by the sudden appearance of black shadows or bloody ghost faces. Later, I was completely used to it.

I didn't live here before. In my previous home, I installed a large mirror on one wall. As long as I saw anything unusual in the mirror, I knew that another 'uninvited guest' was coming.So when I see a ghost, I will be surprised, but not very scared.

Every day is spent in this state, and over time, there will be no emotional changes.This feeling is terrible, like when you turn around and suddenly see a grimace very close to you, you can still say to it in a friendly way, go sit down.

This situation did not improve until I met a person, no, a ghost.

One day when I came home, I checked information on the computer in the living room. After an inexplicable cold wind passed, I turned my head subconsciously, and there was nothing in the mirror.So I turned back and continued looking at the computer, and right in front of the computer screen, I saw a pair of feet.Dangling in the air, feet.

Of course, there are others, calves, thighs.I looked up, a ghost, a male ghost wearing a shirt and trousers looked down at me, I felt the moisture on my face, I reached out and touched it, it was the blood dripping from his face... …

It's not that I haven't seen bloody ghosts, but it only affects me so much that I can even smell blood.To be this close to him all the time, I feel like my spirit will break down very quickly.

Sit down first and speak slowly.I told him.

There are only two things for the ghost looking for me, one is to let me fulfill its unfulfilled wish, and the other is to scare me...

He was very obedient, and quickly sat across from me and wiped the blood from his face. I could see that he was trying his best to maintain his composure.This is a middle-aged man who looks like a successful person. His well-maintained skin and clean jaw can reveal his attitude towards life.The facial features are distinct, and it looks much more pleasing to the eye after wiping off the blood.

'I heard you could see us, that's why I came to ask for help. The man said politely, "I can't find any other way, so please forgive me for visiting rashly." '

Forgive me, I was shocked anyway.I smiled wryly and listened to him tell his story.

It can be seen from his speech that he is well educated, courteous and personable.Er, ok, I'll use less of those adjectives.

He said that he was the boss of an investment company and married the daughter of another company boss when he was 28, but he didn't like her.Pampered and spoiled, the little princess who grew up in a sugar jar has a bad temper, pursues famous brand accessories, buys them and doesn't use them, and piles them up at home, living extravagantly and wastefully, as if how much money she has is not enough.

He was exhausted from these days.Although his wife also gave birth to a daughter for him, she still couldn't get rid of her temper.Throwing things at every turn, including treasures obtained at auctions, porcelain, sculptures, whatever you see.

By the way, I haven't said his name yet.He is considered a person of status in this society, so I will take a random surname and replace it with Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao is a very good person. He thought about trying to fall in love with his wife in the first few years.But that kind of temper, that kind of character, is completely different from him.Mr. Zhao really had no other choice, so he had a showdown with his wife. Fortunately, his wife just didn't like him either. The two maintained the harmony in the family. For the long-term development of the company, they decided to go out to find their lovers.

What Mr. Zhao likes is Qianying, a senior girl who came to the company as an intern.Mrs. Zhao keeps having lovers, so she spends less and less time at home, and throws her one-year-old little girl to the nanny.

It's been a long time like this, even though the people below know that their husband and wife are at odds, it doesn't affect anything except that they owe a little to the children.They are all beneficiaries.Mr. Zhao and Qianying got along very well. Although Qianying knew about Mr. Zhao's situation, she said that she was willing to wait for Mr. Zhao's divorce and give her a title.

Mr. Zhao said that he couldn't give such things as titles.Qianying also recognized it, and stayed by Mr. Zhao's side for ten years.

Mr. Zhao is very grateful for Qianying's company, but he can't divorce his wife.He believed that he should have a sense of family responsibility, and he told Qianying more than once that he could not give her a title and asked her to leave as soon as possible.You can hold a lot of money, you can take anything you want, except him.If Qianying didn't leave, that's all he could do, there was no way to drive her away.

But in his heart, what even Mr. Zhao himself can't think of is that he still has a kind of expectation...

I hope that Mrs. Zhao will be tired from playing, or that as she grows older and her lovely daughter grows up, take it easy and have a good meal with her family.

These words are not nonsense, but Mr. Zhao's psychological state, and it is precisely because of this that I was touched.Mr. Zhao told me that when he proposed to reconcile with Mrs. Zhao and treat the family well, Mrs. Zhao quarreled with him.

Mrs. Zhao thought it was unreasonable to make trouble.Why did they live in peace for more than ten years, and only now think about it and regret it.Also, isn't that mistress who was raised outside very nice, why should we get back together with her.

When Mr. Zhao saw Mrs. Zhao's inability to persuade her, he knew that she was still as stubborn as before.So I had no choice but to give up.Who knows that something happened that night.

Mr. Zhao will often stay at home, and it will be the same tonight.And for the first time, Mrs. Zhao didn't go out. Instead, she slept next to Mr. Zhao and fell asleep early.

Mr. Zhao, who was sleepy, turned over and suddenly felt that there was no one around him. For some reason, he was very frightened. In this silent night, it seemed that something was staring at him.

Mr. Zhao opened his eyes.

Mrs. Zhao, in a pastel-pink nightdress, had disheveled hair, standing beside the bed with a kitchen knife in her right hand, her face was only exposed in the middle of her hair, strange and pale.

Mrs. Zhao raised the knife and slashed towards Mr. Zhao.

It was like being possessed by a ghost, completely losing control of myself.

'I want to know, why did she kill me, I'm the father and her husband.Why did she kill me, why...' Mr. Zhao begged me to go to his house and tell him the answer.I know that the reason these ghosts come to me is because they can't appear in front of their loved ones, which is easy to expose.Between relatives, the feeling is always the strongest.

Since Mr. Zhao found me, and his accidental home is in a villa outside the district, very close to me, I promised him to go and have a look, but there is no guarantee that he will know the truth.

In the expectation of Mr. Zhao, I found the villa where the murder occurred..."

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