Ghost Love, Marriage Line

It should be already early in the morning, and there is not the slightest sound outside the house. Occasionally, cars drive into the community, but Xiao Ran is only immersed in her own world. She hides herself in a thick, unbreakable eggshell. In her own dream, Ah Mao just barked so loudly that she turned a deaf ear to it.

Nothing could disturb her dreaming of herself.

Xiao Ran was full of enthusiasm, and spoke in the direction of the dish without being lonely at all.Ah Mao quieted down, Xiao Ran was the only voice in the silent room, which was really weird.

No wonder Xiao Ran is going to see a doctor, and it's no wonder she lives alone. Otherwise, it's always a troublesome thing to get sick in the middle of the night. No matter how bold a person sees this scene, he will be terrified. Scared out of my mind.

However, Xiao Ran was just chatting with the air, she didn’t act like a normal sleepwalker, or jump off a building like a person who was caught by a ghost in a movie. He looked at her with his chin resting on his face.

Although I knew it was impossible, I was still very disappointed when I realized that Xiao Ran really couldn't see me.

Xiao Ran's speech was vague for a while, as if talking with a piece of sugar in his mouth, but he was very clear for a while, talking about trivial matters, and Xiao Mingqing was mentioned in between.

"The one surnamed Xiao relied on my mother to support him, and he always pestered me," Xiao Ran said in annoyance. She waited, then smiled shyly, bit her lower lip and pointed at my lips. Xiang Xiang said: "I know, I only like you."

Probably in her world, the person she was chatting with said something like 'then you don't like that surnamed Xiao'.

Seeing Xiao Ran's shy look, I couldn't help but smile.

She is a very beautiful woman, and when shy, she is also very cute.

It's just getting sick.

Xiao Mingqing will take her to see a doctor. I don't know if she knows about Xiao Ran's illness. It is actually very good to be able to treat Xiao Ran sincerely even when she knows that Xiao Ran has a difficult disease.

The dish was completely cold, so Xiao Ran had a good time chatting, brought the dish back to the refrigerator as it was, and returned to the room happily all the way in the dark, still mumbling something, probably in the Complaining about Xiao Mingqing, I floated to her side and followed her back to the bedroom. When passing by the living room, Amao was awakened by the noise again, but this time it saw that I didn't bark, but slept comfortably on its little mattress.

A ghost followed a person who was sleepwalking in the middle of the night, and only this golden retriever could see it, but it looked familiar.

Probably Xiao Ran often gets sick, and he is used to it.

Lying on the bed, Xiao Ran looked sweetly at the empty side: "Good night," then closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

I floated to the empty space of the bed and lay face to face with Xiao Ran, and said good night to her softly, which she couldn't hear.

If I could touch her body, I'd love to hug her, kiss her, at least give her a kiss, say goodnight in her ear.

I don't know what my relationship with Xiao Ran was when I was alive, at least I haven't remembered it yet.But for ordinary friends, it is impossible for me to be involved in the marriage line after my death.

I can only guess by looking at the imaginary red line on my little finger and Xiao Ran's little finger, guess that when I was alive, Xiao Ran and I were very in love.

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