chilling

A man should keep his word, and if he says he will be home soon, he will be home soon.Yu Qiuliang stood in front of the French windows in the living room, leaning on the railing and looked downstairs. Although he knew that Yu Xiasheng might not be able to come back from where he could see, he still had to look outside twice, as if he did so because It's like standing at an intersection to pick someone up and go home.Yu Xiasheng lived up to his expectations. Soon, a figure appeared in the bright area under the street lamp. Yu Xiasheng walked along the path to the door of the building while talking on the phone with someone.Yu Qiuliang didn't turn on the light in the living room, so he couldn't see any light on the second floor, so he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark.

How did you say that sentence? ——"The night gave me black eyes,..."

Yu Qiuliang put on his slippers, stomped and ran to the door of the house, and squatted silently beside the big cabinet.There was a small bench next to the cabinet, on which he often sat to change his shoes. Now he found the bench in the dark, and sat down. After a while, he burst out laughing.He vaguely recalled that before he moved here, he used to sit at the gate with a small bench, look out through the crack of the door, and wait for his father to come home.Sometimes he waited too long, and his face and hands were icy cold from the wind, and his mother would run out of the house with a cooking spoon, scold him, and take him by the hand to take him back to the house.In fact, he was not afraid of the cold when he was a child, at least not as afraid of the cold as he is now. However, he was not afraid of the cold at the time, probably because he was wearing thick clothes.

Children grow up slowly and gradually become teenagers, and the clothes on their bodies become lighter and thinner.Wearing so little will always feel cold, but no one is too lazy to wear too thick.Yu Qiuliang wanted to open the small door to let the wind from the corridor blow in to ventilate the room, but out of fear of the cold wind outside, he flinched.The more people know, the more timid they become. This is a kind of survival wisdom, but it is also a kind of pathetic cowardice.

Open the small door at the bottom, what will you see?

Dad should go, he won't stand outside anymore, he still has his own job, and he has to get up early to go to work tomorrow.

Mom must not be there. She is very tired after get off work. After returning home, she has to cook, do laundry, and teach the children to do their homework. Now is not the time to deliver medicine, so she can't show up.

Are there ghosts out there?Will there be bad things with malicious intentions guarding his door, trying to scare him the moment he opens the door?

Yu Qiuliang hadn't seen a ghost for a long time, except for Gu Jia, except for Lu Huaiming, except for Du Xiaoyuan and Yu Xiasheng, except for himself.The sun is getting weaker day by day, and the air is getting colder day by day. The ghosts seem to be scared away by the indifference of winter, and return to their graves and urns.They guard their own one-third of an acre of land, hibernate peacefully, and will sleep through the whole winter.In winter nights, the cold wind howls, and everything is silent. No matter the living or the dead, they are reluctant to step out of the house. Everyone wants to find a warm and good place, and everyone wants to embrace comfort and ease, just like embracing the early spring.

Spring is not here yet.Yu Qiuliang sat in the warm room for a long time, and he couldn't help but have an illusion, thinking that the wind outside was not that cold, and he was too worried about everything before.He stretched out his hand, stroked the small "window" embedded in the lower part of the door panel, and considered whether to open it.

The body moved before the brain, and with a slight movement of the fingers, the inconspicuous ventilation window was gently opened.The cold wind passed through the barbed wire, as if entering a land without people, it rushed in from the window in the corridor that was facing the door of Qiu Liang's house, crossed a thin barrier, and plunged into Qiu Liang's embrace.Yu Qiuliang had no intention of hugging it, he shivered violently from the cold, and closed the vent window all of a sudden.

The wind died down, but the cold air still lingered on him.He touched his chest and couldn't believe how cold it was.The temperature of the floor tiles is probably higher than the skin on his chest, but this is normal, as he expected, because he is already dead.Dead people have no temperature.

Yu Qiuliang sat in the darkness thinking quietly, and suddenly became depressed again.The atmosphere in the house was too depressing, and the house where he was the only one was too empty.He sat blankly on the small bench, as if he had traveled through time in this quiet winter night.He went back to six years old for a while, 12 years old for a while, 15 years old for a while, and finally, the sound of the key being inserted into the lock broke the suffocation, and a light came in, shining on his face, making him unable to open his eyes .

His soul is back again, he is 17-year-old Yu Qiuliang.

"What are you doing here?" As soon as Yu Xiasheng opened the door, he saw a child sitting obediently at the door, looking like he was waiting for his parents to come home from get off work.He turned on the light casually, and purple light poured down. Yu Qiuliang closed his eyes, and said with great disgust, "Turn on the light again, and change the color."

"Oh, my little ancestor, I'll just change my shoes and turn it off right away. It doesn't need to be so bright." Yu Xiasheng didn't listen to him, and helped the big cabinet to change his shoes, took off his coat and hung it up. On the coat rack.The hangers of other people's houses are probably placed in the bedroom, but Yu Qiuliang's bedroom is full of all kinds of books.His bookcase is too big, his desk is too big, and there is no room for a coat hanger in the bedroom, so he has to be wronged and let it act as a loyal guard here.Anyway, no one visits this house at ordinary times, no matter how messy the furniture is, and no matter how unreasonable the arrangement is, no one will give pointers to him and ask him to change the location of these furniture.Yu Qiuliang let out a "tch", stood up from the small bench, and smashed the switch down with his fist as if in a terrible mood.The light that had been on for a short time went out again, and when Yu Xiasheng looked up in the darkness, he immediately yelled "Ouch".This is his head hitting the hanger.

Yu Qiuliang didn't speak any more, kicked the small bench back to its original position, went back to the bedroom, and continued to lie on the bed.He was sleepy tonight and couldn't wait to get some sleep. He had rarely slept comfortably since high school, and he couldn't pass up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.Yu Xiasheng sensed that he might be angry, but the source of his anger might be something else, so he didn't make a sound, just rubbed his painful head, leaned against the wall and went into the bedroom.The lights in the bedroom were not turned on either. Since we were going to sleep, we would not turn on the lights anymore. The lights also needed to rest. At this time, it fell asleep with humans.

Yu Qiuliang seized the good opportunity, he fell asleep in less than 10 minutes lying on the bed.However, he seemed restless in the dream. Seeing him turning over all the time, Yu Xiasheng guessed that he was having a bad dream, so he turned sideways and patted his back repeatedly, as if an old mother was coaxing him to live. sick child.This trick really worked, Yu Qiuliang hugged the doll and arched towards him as before, squeezed together with him, and continued to sleep.

He fell asleep, but Yu Xiasheng couldn't sleep. The old ghost looked at the ceiling lamp with eyes open and affectionately. It wasn't until today turned into yesterday that he felt a little bit sleepy.When you feel drowsy, you have to go to sleep quickly, so as not to get over it and not be sleepy again.Yu Xiasheng quickly emptied his mind and tried to fall asleep.Hard work paid off, and he fell asleep.Unfortunately, Yu Qiuliang stopped dreaming, and this time it was him who dreamed.In the world in the dream, he has a mountain of unfinished work, and working overtime will not help. He is so busy that he is sweating profusely, and he just wants to kill himself every minute.There are not a few people who are forced to death by work, there is no shortage of him, there is no more of him, but when he raised his gun and looked at the muzzle of the gun, he suddenly felt that he couldn't just hang up like this, and he couldn't leave the teacher. Die first.There are many more important things that are worth his time.

Dreams are basically illogical.Not to mention that Yu Xiasheng has been dead for decades, and there is absolutely no possibility of dying again, just the gun in his hand-in peaceful times, there is no gun that he can carry with him.The human brain often cannot distinguish between dreams and reality. Even if the dream is very illogical, Yu Xiasheng's brain is still a human brain, not a pig brain or anything else, so he can't tell the difference when he is asleep. Clear illusion and reality.Vaguely, his brain was sending hints to him. He found something strange about the world in front of him, but he couldn't tell what was so strange. He couldn't wake up temporarily, and he had to be trapped in a dream.

The two of them slept very well, especially Yu Qiuliang.Yu Qiuliang went to bed early the day before, and woke up early the next day, and he woke up before the alarm went off.He turned on the phone screen, yawned, stretched his waist, and went over Yu Xiasheng's shoulder to grab the school uniform on the bedside table.Although the old ghost has not woken up, he still has to go to school to study today. He doesn't have to let the old ghost stare at him to be willing to go to school. He can do well without anyone to supervise him.

"Alas..." But he went to school, not to attend school seriously.He hates attending lectures, and he doesn't like reviewing. When he goes to school to read books, he wants to read the books he brought with him.A monotonous life is just like plain boiled water without taste or taste. It has no harm, but it may have benefits. Unfortunately, it is too boring, and the benefits are naturally ignored.Adding a piece of sugar to plain water makes the water sweet. Generally speaking, most people like to drink sweet things.Sweet is better than bitter, better than dull, right?Yu Qiuliang played at school, and this kind of activity was a piece of rock sugar he added to his high school career on his own initiative.

Yu Qiuliang put on her school uniform, packed her schoolbag, and stood in front of the table to sort out the messy papers on it.Yu Xiasheng sometimes uses his desk for work. At this time, some documents often appear on the desk. If you scan it casually, you can see various serial numbers printed on it.It seems that Yu Xiasheng doesn't just care about the ghosts in this area, he cares about everything.Yu Qiuliang was sorting things out leisurely, and suddenly saw a photo of a girl.The alarm sounded in his heart, and he looked back furtively, seeing that Yu Xiasheng was still asleep with his back turned to this side, so he carefully twisted the paper and pulled it out.

"Chu...Xiaohan?" Yu Qiuliang read out the girl's name, he frowned, the more he looked at the girl, the more familiar he seemed, as if he had seen it somewhere before.He blinked and glanced down quickly to see that the girl was neither a ghost nor some other kind of monster.She is a real person, studying at a local university.

This school seems to be near Qiuliang's house, and it's a pretty good school.Yu Qiuliang took a hissing breath, he felt that Yu Xiasheng was about to be abducted by a girl.He vigilantly checked that piece of paper over and over again, trying to find some evidence of sneaky glances, but this piece of paper was just an ordinary employment report, no matter how hard he searched, he couldn't find it. what he wants.

Just as he was investigating like a detective, vowing to discover Yu Xiasheng's adultery, Yu Xiasheng's cell phone rang suddenly.Due to his irregular working hours, he was afraid of disturbing Yu Qiuliang's rest, so the volume of Yu Xiasheng's cell phone was not set so loud, but Yu Qiuliang was unavoidably startled by the noise.Yu Qiuliang shook his hand and almost scattered the stack of papers on the floor. He was hurriedly putting all the documents back on the table when Yu Xiasheng on the bed suddenly moved.Yu Qiuliang suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Xiasheng in horror, but fortunately Yu Xia returned to life and didn't really wake up, so he couldn't see Yu Qiuliang flipping through his work documents here.

"I'm going to school." Yu Qiuliang turned off Yu Xiasheng's alarm clock, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Are you going to work today?"

work?Going to work?Are you going to work today?no no no...

Yu Xiasheng was suffering from endless work in his dream, when he heard the word "go to work", he immediately started to have a headache.He muttered for a long time, but Yu Qiuliang couldn't hear clearly, so he got closer, and only then could he vaguely distinguish that he was saying "don't go".

Well, if you don't go, you don't go.Unexpectedly, when Yu Xiasheng skipped work, he thought he was conscientious, and wished he could take advantage of it by splitting it into ten pieces.Yu Qiuliang fell silent. He observed Yu Xiasheng's face closely, and once again sighed that the old ghost was so good-looking, making people want to touch and kiss him.If he was a girl, he would probably be fooled by Yu Xiasheng's appearance, but even if he wasn't a girl, he might still be fooled.Alas, why do you have to rely on your strength to make a living even if you are so good-looking?He can eat with his face.Yu Qiuliang got closer and closer, almost touching the tip of Yu Xiasheng's nose, but at this moment Yu Xiasheng's lips moved again, muttering three words——

Chu Xiaohan?

Yu Qiuliang frowned, wishing he could punch Yu Xiasheng's face with a large bruise.He was upset, he didn't want Yu Xiasheng to sleep in anymore.Before he went to school, he must wake up Yu Xiasheng, just like Yu Xiasheng harassed him who was sleeping late.He raised his hands, gathered them into a "horn", and buzzed around Yu Xiasheng like a little fly: "Get up, get up, get up! Go to work, go to work!"

"No, no..." Yu Xiasheng was in extreme pain, struggling to turn over in his sleep.As soon as he turned over, the black mark on his back was instantly exposed to Qiu Liang's eyes. Yu Qiuliang was stunned and froze in place, not knowing what expression to put on.After staying there for a long time, Yu Qiuliang remembered to take a look at his clothes. He opened the closet door, lifted his jacket, and found that half of the mark on his back had disappeared at some point.That half was probably transferred to Yu Xiasheng, and Yu Xiasheng's actions seemed to take the blame for him.

Forget it, let him sleep, it's rare that he doesn't go to work.Yu Qiuliang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hurriedly arranged his clothes in front of the mirror, grabbed the schoolbag from the chair, rolled out of the bedroom, out of the door, and down the stairs like a whirlwind.He unlocked the car, rode on the electric car, and drove away in a hurry.

Yu Xiasheng didn't come.

The phone couldn't be reached, and no one answered the message. Du Xiaoyuan can conclude that this bastard has missed work.She stood up murderously, walked towards the north gate of the school with a cigarette in her mouth. The north gate was very close to Yu Xiasheng's current residence. She wanted to go to Yu Xiasheng's house to arrest him.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the little girl carrying the camera hurriedly ran to Du Xiaoyuan and stopped her.The expensive video camera almost fell off her shoulder, but Du Xiaoyuan stretched out his hand to help it, and finally prevented the expensive equipment from falling to the concrete floor.This thing is used to track evil spirits. If it breaks, it is not easy to repair. Even if the entire team's salary for this month is deducted, it may not be completely repaired.The girl held the machine, Du Xiaoyuan withdrew her hand, and said impatiently: "You guys are busy, I'll catch him. This bastard spends three days fishing and two days drying nets."

"Maybe it's delayed by something." The little girl smiled, "Brother Yu is busy taking care of the kids recently, isn't he? Maybe sending the kids to school?"

"Send off the child?!" Du Xiaoyuan's voice suddenly rose, making the ears of the people around him buzz, "That kid is seventeen! It only takes five minutes to ride an electric bike from his house to high school, and he still needs it Send this bastard?!"

Yu Xiasheng felt his nose itchy in his sleep, so he stretched out his hand to rub it in a daze, and wrapped himself up tighter with the quilt.He felt a danger approaching, this was not a dream, it should be some kind of intuition of his.He didn't know that he had not only slept through the morning, but he didn't wake up at noon, and it was already 02:30 in the afternoon.

"Crack, click, click..." Yu Qiuliang chewed potato chips, walked into the house swaggeringly, took off his shoes and sat down on the soft sofa.There was no class teacher's class this afternoon, and he felt that there was no need to go to school to attend classes, so he skipped school and went home.He thought that Yu Xiasheng must be gone at this time, so he was very careful not to go into the bedroom to check. If he went into the bedroom and saw the "Sleeping Beauty" on the bed, he would definitely turn around and run away. Never go home before school time.

In winter afternoons, having nothing to do, eating snacks, drinking drinks, and enjoying the joy brought by TV dramas and junk food at home is much more interesting than going to school.Yu Qiuliang poured the potato chips into his mouth and looked for another TV series to watch.In fact, he felt that the domestic TV dramas were getting worse and worse, and the movies were a bit strange. Although there were a lot of them, there were few good ones. I don't know what caused this phenomenon?He ate his snacks, as if he had become a professional film critic. However, he was too lazy to die. He only dangled certain ideas in his mind, never wrote them out, and posted them on the Internet to the public. .He knows a truth: even if it is feces, there are always flies who love to eat it. If you quarrel with a bunch of flies, you can't win the quarrel. He must stay away from the flies, and don't let these ugly and dirty things have a chance to get close to him.

It seems a bit disgusting to talk about this kind of topic while eating, and to use this analogy.Yu Qiuliang paused for a moment, then stopped there and stopped thinking about it.He opened the drink bottle, poured himself a full glass, and was about to pick up the glass and take a sip comfortably, when the door of the house was suddenly knocked loudly.

Fuck!who!Breaking down the door of someone else's house, go crazy!Yu Qiuliang shook his hand and almost spilled the drink on his pants.He thought it was his father who was drinking too much and came to beat someone, just wanted to run over to find out through the cat's eye, but he walked to the bedroom door, and the bedroom door was suddenly opened.

"Huh?" Yu Xiasheng stared at Yu Qiuliang with sleepy eyes for a long time, and the two looked at each other, Yu Qiuliang was dumbfounded, and Yu Xiasheng was dumbfounded.After standing there for a long time, the old ghost finally came to his senses: "Well, you brat, you don't want to go to school again!"

Yu Xiasheng rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit someone when the door was slammed down again.A sharp female voice squeezed in through the crack of the door, piercing into his ears like an electric drill: "Yu Xiasheng, you bastard who misses work, get out of here! I can't beat you to death, you shameless idiot!" You love to sleep! Get out of here! I won’t be able to get out of bed from now on, you’ll have to sit in a wheelchair if you get out of bed! You mother X!”

The vixen's cursing posture and her angry voice are definitely Du Xiaoyuan.Yu Xiasheng's anger was suddenly ignited, and he walked over, but did not open the door, only opened the ventilation window on the half of the door panel.He stared at Du Xiaoyuan outside through a thin layer of barbed wire, and said, "All right, all right, there are neighbors on this floor, please keep your voice down."

"The two little devils can't be found. I didn't say, you still don't care about this matter? Last night you said that you took over this matter, and you are sleeping here today? You can't afford it when the sun is fucking your ass , stay in bed for so long, should I grow mushrooms or green fur?"

Du Xiaoyuan lowered her voice, but Yu Xiasheng still felt that her words were unpleasant: "Be careful what you say, what does it mean to grow green hair? Your head is green, you take a mirror to take a look at it yourself. You talk all day long. Damn, annoying."

He left this sentence and went into the bathroom to clean himself up.Yu Qiuliang leaned against the wall and looked at his back with wide-open eyes. His eyes were half terrified and half happy - he was surprised that he was lying in the room and sleeping. Fortunately, Sister Du took his attention away and made him laugh. Poor underage little brother spared flesh and blood.From this point of view, Du Xiaoyuan is indeed Yu Qiuliang's savior.Yu Qiuliang sat down at the dining table, his mind was muddled, he sat for a long time, mechanically stretched out his hand to pour himself a cup of hot water, but Yu Xiasheng suddenly rushed out of the bathroom, grabbed his back collar: " Still not going to class?!"

"Ah?!" Yu Qiuliang screamed, "If you have something to say, don't hit anyone! Domestic violence is against the law!"

"Who's going to beat you!" Yu Xiasheng angrily picked him up from the chair, "Fuck off, go to class. It's a worry-free thing."

"Are you still in class? You don't even look at what time it is, the bell is ringing, why should I go to school?" Yu Qiuliang thought it was too embarrassing to go to school at the moment, so he changed a chair and sat down, hugging her tightly. The back of the chair refused to move.

Yu Xiasheng wanted to beat him up straight, but he couldn't do it.The last time when Yu Qiuliang wiped out the three ghosts without authorization, Yu Xiasheng hit him once, and that time seemed to be Yu Xiasheng's limit. Since then, no matter how severe it is, Yu Xiasheng has never hit him again.

"All right, all right. Don't go to school all day... What class do you have in the afternoon? You just ran away?" Yu Xiasheng pulled him off the back of the chair like a sticky dog ​​skin plaster.

Yu Qiuliang answered honestly: "Two history sessions, two self-study sessions. Little night cleaning, no teacher at night."

He said this like a jingle, and Yu Xiasheng laughed angrily at him: "Little brat, put on your shoes and go, get your textbooks, and read outside."

Yu Qiuliang lowered his head: "My textbooks are all in class..." I never brought them home.

"Take the math paper. Get it for me now, go quickly." Yu Xiasheng was determined to punish him, but when Yu Qiuliang heard about math, his scalp became numb, and he almost knelt down and cried on the spot.But he had no other choice, he still had to cry and hold the math papers outside to write.

Fuck it.Tell you to skip class.What class are you skipping, you just have nothing to do!Yu Qiuliang ran into the bedroom, found the stack of math papers from the desk, sobbed and slapped himself.