Ghost Love, Marriage Line

I want to stay in a quiet place.

The street is really noisy.

It's just that living people can leave as long as they want to, they can move, complain to the property management, in short, there are many ways.

Who should the dead consult with?

I'm dead, I know it well.

But I'm not a ghost.

The bull-headed ghost who is in charge of this area comes every few days. I know what he does. He has a big sack around his waist. He catches those ghosts and throws them into the bag. Those ghosts They were all thrown in with howls, so it is not a good thing. Although I am a ghost, I don’t want to be incapable of being a ghost, so every time I hide in fear, I always think it’s because I hide well So everything was fine, but one time I didn't have time to hide, but the ghost messenger floated past me without even looking at me, so I couldn't help calling him to stop.

After all, for a ghost as big as I am, it is really unreasonable for him to drift past without seeing it.

"Hey, Master Ghost Messenger."

The ghost messenger stopped and turned around.

Can you hear me, is this ghost messenger blind?But every time I catch ghosts, I don’t seem to be invisible, and I haven’t seen a blind ghost, just like those who are missing limbs, even after death, they are ghosts with complete limbs.

"Master Guicha, can't you see me?" I floated in front of him and waved my hand in front of his eyes, the ghost stared at me inexplicably.

I thought he really couldn't see me, so I still waved my hands persistently in front of his eyes: "Master Guicha, can you see me? Your eyes are very bright, you don't look like a blind person."

The ghost messenger didn't look very happy.The big cloth bag around his waist was swollen, shaking like being blown by the wind. It was the ghost inside struggling to figure it out. As long as the ghost messenger stretches out his hand to grab it, I will also be caught in this bag , but I'm not afraid at all now, probably because Master Guichai doesn't seem to want to catch me, although he looks terrifying.

"Who told you I was blind?"

"Can you see me?" I asked him, pointing to my nose, and Master Guichai rolled his eyes to me in a perfunctory manner.Although Master Guicha looks fierce and evil, but his appearance is very funny, but I am afraid he will be really unhappy if I say it, so I have to hold back and not say it.

"Master Guicha, why didn't you catch me?"

"You are not a ghost, why catch you?"

Oh, it turns out it's not because I hid well, but because I'm not a ghost.

But I'm dead, what is it if it's not a ghost?

Knowing that the ghost messenger won't catch me, I don't have to hide. Every time I see the ghost messenger, I will go to chat with him openly, because I am so bored, I can see and hear, but I can't hear anything. Can't do it, and I can't go anywhere but this street.

As long as I come to the intersection of this street, it seems that there is something invisible blocking me, preventing me from going any further, oh, like a locked room.

I'm locked in this street.

The ghost messenger said that because I died on this street, even if I died, I couldn’t leave here, and I had to wait here, and of course I would leave when it was time to leave.

The ghost messenger said that I died in a car accident, and I died for two years. It was only two years, but the time seemed to be very long, as long as 200 years.

How long is 200 years?I kind of can't figure it out.

But I do see things that other ghosts can't.

These passers-by, I saw a red thread around each of their little fingers. If two lovers are together, then the red thread of the two of them is connected together, but if the red thread is knotted, then this There must be a estrangement between the couple. If the red line is very light, then they must not be with each other for a lifetime.

It's kind of like the old moon, but I'm a ghost, oh, a ghost that's not a ghost.

Then what am I?

The ghost messenger said that I was 'Qingyuan'.

But what is love?

The ghost messenger also said that he is actually similar to Yuelao. As long as I think about it, I can make those couples stop arguing, be kind, and beautiful. Beautiful. Full, but it can only be limited to this street. The couple quarreled again, so I can't control it.

In fact, I didn't even want to care.

What does this have to do with me?

So I seldom do such good things to help, after all, I am a ghost who is not a ghost, and no one will help me.

But the ghost guard is very envious of me, he said that I don't have to work, it's very easy, but I also envy him that he can go wherever he wants, I don't understand what he said 'wait', is it waiting for time, or waiting for something?But ghosts can't tell.

I float around this street every day, and when I get bored, I just find a place to sit down. Of course, I don’t have a body, but I can pretend to sit down like a living person.

But I am dead after all.

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