Anecdotes about ghosts

"Can't you get up?" Liu Xiao was still angry at Lu Ke's refusal to obey his order, and kicked him again, "Are you fucking deaf?"

Fortunately, the kick just now was in the calf.

Lu Ke endured the pain, and finally moved, but his stomach hurt so much, his knee hurt so much, and his whole body seemed to be broken.

He managed to support half of his body, but only heard a "croak", and an old plastic chair slapped him hard on the back, and then a dull pain came from his spine, and he lay back on his stomach again. Plastic debris littered the floor.

The boy who hit someone with a plastic chair didn't feel any guilt at all, instead he teased and said with a smile: "Tsk tsk, Liu Xiao, the nerds in your class have a hard back, I broke the chair, I remember this chair before No matter how many people have been photographed, it has not been broken."

Liu Xiao sneered, and kicked Lu Ke: "This top student has a very temper. This morning, before I stepped on his book, I was just talking about it, and I was called out by the teacher for a training session. pause."

"A nerd who loves books like his life? Haha." Another person laughed, "Don't dare to implicate our Brother Liu and be scolded, isn't it just for fun?"

"Hey, I thought of an interesting thing." One of the teenagers with slender and small eyes rolled his eyeballs and suggested: "You can't just hit him when dealing with nerds. You see, he neither cries nor fusses." Yes, how boring. Let's change the way, threaten him with a book, and see how the nerd reacts. I happen to have a lighter here, how about setting it on fire for him?" He said, fumbling in his trousers for a while, really He took out a small lighter.

"I feel good."

Lu Ke also heard it, and subconsciously wanted to protect his schoolbag.

However, the other party's movements were obviously faster. His already worn-out schoolbag was gently pulled by the other party, directly tearing off the newly stitched needle thread.

The young man kept playing with the lighter in his hand, and every time he saw the flames jumping up high, Lu Ke's heart rose to his throat.

no... no...

He wanted to protest, but no sound came out of his throat.

The reason why Lu Ke is nervous about his textbooks is not because he loves books so much, but because his only thought is to study in class.In this backward and poor mountain village that devours people's hearts, only by going to school can Lu Ke feel that he is still alive.If they burn his textbooks, he won't be able to study!

Can't let them burn his textbooks, no!

After all, Lu Ke was stubborn in his bones. He actually managed to stand up enduring the pain, and then rushed towards the boy who was holding his schoolbag just now. However, the boy subconsciously took a few steps back, and Lu Ke jumped null.

"Looking for death!" Liu Xiao cursed angrily, and kicked Lu Ke's back just right. Lu Ke was stumbled by him, and fell to his knees on the concrete floor again, with a long cut in his trousers. , mud and sand mixed with flesh and blood, blurred.

"How dare you grab something! Kill him!"

"Oh shit!"

While the gang was cursing, they punched and kicked again. Lu Ke's whole body was in pain, and he couldn't resist anymore. He could only hug himself into a ball so that he wouldn't feel so uncomfortable.

During the intermission, Liu Xiao bent down and grabbed Lu Ke's bangs. As if to show his victorious posture, he slapped Lu Ke's face a few times, and said, "If you dare to offend me, I beat you so much that your mother doesn't even recognize you, so stay away from me when you see me in the future!"

Then there was a heavy blow without warning, which made Lu Ke's head tilt, blood gradually oozing from the corner of his mouth.

Lin Haojie, who had been staying out of the matter, glanced at Lu Ke, and said casually: "Liu Xiao, let me remind you, don't attack too much, I don't want to cause death." He leaned against a piece of cement in the courtyard of the bungalow Zhu Zi, with his cold eyes like a wolf in the cold night, kept calm all the time.

Liu Xiao frowned, and said in a muffled voice, "I see."

In normal times, Lin Haojie would not deliberately remind those people of the severity of attack.The reason why I said one more thing today is because of that young man named Lu Ke, his eyes... are extraordinarily dazzling, and his face seems to be unbelievably beautiful.

Despite Lin Haojie's reminder, Liu Xiao and others kept kicking Lu Ke, slapping him in the face with their palms, and hitting him on the back with all the sticks they could.

Afterwards, all senses were probably numb. Although Lu Ke felt pain all over his body, it seemed that there was nothing serious other than the pain.He felt like a rubber ball, being pushed back and forth, and when he fell down, someone would pull him up again, fall down again, and pull him up again...

Finally, those noisy juvenile voices seemed to be far away, leaving only the cold wind whistling in my ears.He lay down on the cold and hard concrete floor, his face was aching from the sand on the ground.

Lu Ke barely opened his eyes and found that it was almost dark.But his appearance at this time is not so much that he opened his eyes, but that there is barely a gap between the two swollen eyelids.

What a mess.

He wanted to grin a self-deprecating smile, but with a slight movement, there was a heart-piercing pain at the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't help but want to frown, but the pain at the tip of his brow made him even more at a loss.

Lu Ke didn't know how long he had been lying there, but only knew that the sky in front of him was getting darker and darker.

The coldness of winter erodes the limbs and bones, and gradually numbs the nerve endings that continuously transmit the pain to the brain. stand up.

Taking advantage of the last twilight, Lu Ke propped up his bruised body, found the dirt-stained schoolbag and hugged it in front of him, and set foot on the way home.

At this time, in front of a dilapidated old bungalow, there was a tall and handsome young man standing vaguely.

He glanced at the narrow path in front of the door, then looked up at the dim sky, and muttered to himself, "Why haven't you come back yet?"

After a few years of getting along, Lu Siqing had at least a brief understanding of Lu Ke's routine. The child should have been back at this hour. He hasn't arrived home yet, is there some delay?Or... something happened?

After an unknown amount of time, a young man staggered towards the other end of the narrow path, and Master Si Qing's hanging heart finally eased a little.

Lu Siqing hid her figure and turned into a cloud of black mist, lingering in front of the dilapidated door.He wondered if the child came back so late today, should he be frightened so that he would never dare to walk at night again.

However, Lu Ke never noticed the strange black mist in front of the door from the beginning, nor did he notice the cold air blowing by his ears.

Lu Siqing felt a little surprised. While the child was clearly afraid of ghosts, he was also naturally suspicious of ghosts. He was really a little abnormal today.

As soon as Lu Ke entered the room, he didn't even light a candle, relying entirely on his habits over the years, he put the schoolbag in his arms on a chair.

He groped in the dark, and finally climbed onto the bed that creaked when he touched it.

Lu Ke took off his coat stiffly, acting like those abandoned machines. The moment he lay on the bed, he couldn't help but let out a "hiss".

In the darkness, the boy's almost groaning voice was extremely clear and piercing, causing the black mist that was about to scare the boy to stop in mid-air.

Lu Ke tossed and turned on the bed, because whether he was lying on his side, flat or lying on his stomach, his whole body was screaming with cold and piercing pain.

Lu Ke curled himself up into a small ball, hid in the bed and shivered slightly. All the grievances and unwillingness of today finally broke out at this moment.

But as if he was afraid that he would lose control, he just sobbed softly, trying his best to control the emotions that were about to collapse. Even so, big hot tears kept slipping from the corners of his swollen eyes into the pillow.

Hot, salty tears slid across the wound at the corner of the eye, bringing with it an unbearable burning and pain.

Lu Ke felt that he was wronged more and more, it seemed so difficult for him to even cry.Finally, he could no longer bear the sadness and grievance that had been surging in his heart all year round, and his soft sobbing turned into a loud cry.

The young man's desolate and plaintive cries continued to be heard from inside the old quilt, and echoed in the dark and quiet small room, which could not be eliminated for a long time.

Later, probably because he was tired from crying, the boy's crying sound gradually became lower and his breathing became steady and peaceful.

A gust of cold wind hit, blowing the windows creaking.The black mist that was a little darker than the darkness spread out from the quilt of the young man's small body, turning into a human figure and falling to the side of the bed.

Lu Siqing stretched out her hand to support the broken windows that were blown wildly by the wind, and stared at the motionless figure curled up on the bed.

He had seen Lu Ke trembling with fear, seen Lu Ke's eyes flushed with fear, but he had never seen Lu Ke crying so heartbreakingly.

Lu Siqing stared at Lu Ke for a long time, and unconsciously raised her hand to touch her chest, as if something hooked her heart, like being bitten by an ant, she felt a slight pain.

"I really want to see him." Lu Siqing thought, stretched out her slender fingers on her chest, and pinched one end of the quilt.

"Wanna see?"

He secretly asked himself in his heart, but his fingers pinched the quilt harder than before, and gently opened it.

The boy in the quilt shrank from the sudden cold, Lu Siqing tapped his fingertips, and cast a small spell - a light blue halo instantly enveloped the boy, isolating the cold that kept attacking him.

With the halo, Lu Siqing could see the boy's appearance more clearly.However, as soon as his eyes touched that face, Lu Siqing's hands in the air trembled unconsciously. If it wasn't for the recognition of Lu Ke's unique aura, he would have wondered if it was Lu Ke who was lying on the bed.

The originally beautiful eyes are now almost a swollen lump of flesh, his face is bruised and swollen, and there is still dried black blood at the corner of his mouth.

When Lu Siqing saw Lu Ke's abnormal movements and heard him cry before, he only vaguely felt that the boy was probably being bullied, but it was not until he saw the boy's appearance that he realized that it was not at all to hurt someone to such an extent. What bullying is simply abuse and beating.

The gaze fell on Lu Kelu's neck inadvertently, there was a faint bruise on it - Lu Siqing recognized at a glance that it was the scar left when she tried to kill him.

He can still remember the feeling of hand, warm, surging, and delicate. At that time, Lu Ke's neck was in the palm of his hand, and he could cut it off with a little force. Such a thin and thin boy obviously didn't even have the skin of himself. Have the heart to start.Not only that, he also helped him guard the window for most of the night with a little apology.

Who would lay such a heavy hand?