haunted pillow

He was trembling all over, thinking about the past but it was too late, he could only stand where he was, at a loss.

The son's face was spattered with blood. He knelt on the ground weakly, looking at the ground where the blood flowed, his face was pale, his lips trembled, and his eyes were full of tears.

The hair on the black cat's whole body exploded, and it jumped off Lan Yu's shoulders, and rushed towards his son, biting him fiercely, with fierce eyes.

The son let out a cry of pain, and desperately shook his hands to shake him away. Finally, he became more and more anxious, threw the cat on the ground, and shouted sharply: "Get out!"

It seemed that he just woke up like a dream at this time, remembering what he had done, got up tremblingly, looked around to see if anyone saw it.

The son was also scratched by a fallen branch just now, and his face was painted in several places, and he looked quite embarrassed.

There were not many pedestrians and vehicles on this section of the road, so there were no witnesses at the scene, so of course no one saw the scene where he pushed his mother out.

There were bursts of sirens on the street, and it seemed that the crashed car was a hit-and-run car, so the police quickly caught up, but the driver had already abandoned the car and fled, leaving no clues at the scene.

When the police arrived, the son had already calmed down and put on a sad expression, because he knew that if the expression was unnatural and the police saw something wrong, it would be over. If he explained to them that the incident was completely accidental, It is the responsibility of the driver who caused the accident.

So he calmed down and explained to the police how the car hit the side of the road, how it broke the tree, and accidentally hurt his mother who happened to be passing by here. He also suggested that the police arrest him immediately The driver who found the hit-and-run must be severely punished.

He stood there neatly dressed, his face full of pain, and he couldn't tell he was a beast in clothes. The police didn't expect such an accident, especially after hearing that he "unintentionally revealed" that he was the son-in-law of the deputy secretary of the city. He nodded frequently, sympathetically persuading him to mourn.

At this time, Gan Lanyu came over from the corner of the street,

Before his son could say a word, he raised his fist and punched him in the face, knocking his son to the ground all at once. Before his son could react, he saw him punch him again!

These punches were more ruthless and heavier than the first time. The corner of the son's mouth was broken, and the glasses fell to the ground, and even the frames of the glasses were broken.

"What are you doing? Why are you still beating people?!" A few policemen nearby were shocked, fearing that the secretary's son-in-law might make a mistake here, they hurried up to stop the boy.

Lanyu didn't seem to hear a single glance, and punched down fiercely. His son wailed again and again, but he still didn't dare to confront Gan Lan. He could only ask the police next to him for help: "What are you all doing in a daze! Stop him!"

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"You! Didn't you tell you to stop!" The police were anxious, one of them shouted, and wanted to grab Gan Lanyu's hand, but just as his hand was about to touch Lanyu, the young man next to him grabbed it his wrist.

The policeman was taken aback for a moment, and was about to scold when he raised his head, but for some reason there was no sound suddenly.

He didn't know how to specifically describe that weird feeling. The young man stared at him with black eyes. Although he didn't say a word, it made people tremble suddenly, as if there was an invisible haze and chill.

Subconsciously let go of the hand holding Gan Lanyu.

Lan Yu was still panting, his eyes were red, and he didn't know if it was tears, but he could see bloodshot eyes from extreme anger, because he was so angry that he didn't notice what was happening next to him.

Just staring at the son.

Cen Yu patted Lan Yu on the shoulder, signaling to him that enough is enough, after all, it is not an option to continue making trouble here in front of the police.

Lanyu himself didn't know, so he just stared at his son's bruised face, and finally let go of his hand slowly and stood up.

He also knew what to do with this scumbag now. After all, only the two of them witnessed this incident, and there were no other witnesses at all. The driver heard that he was also drunk driving and killed someone. He was afraid that he would fall behind in taking responsibility. If you run away, even if you find him, you won't be able to find any valuable clues from his mouth.

"Are you just letting him get away with it? Is there nothing you can do about this bastard?"

Lan Yu's eyes were still red, and the old man's hand not far away had stopped moving, only the little black cat was meowing and licking her hand.

Cen Yu stretched out his hand, trying to cover his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to let him see such a bloody scene, Gan Lanyu shook his head, silently and resolutely, just watching from a distance.

Cen Yu was very close to him, only to realize that he was trembling slightly, and his eyes were red.

At that moment, Cen Yu suddenly felt strange, with an indescribable feeling.

Ganlan language should have been his.

This person should completely belong to him, as long as you talk to him and stay by his side, you just need to keep your eyes on him, and Cen Yu alone is enough for worrying and caring.

Because he was doomed to be Cen Yu's property before he was born, no one—especially Cen Yu would not like it, but his own things pay attention to others like this, and feel sad and happy for other people.

He was silent for a while, then suddenly reached out to touch his face, Lan Yu was startled: "Cen Yu?"

Rather than touching, that action was actually very forceful. Gan Lanyu was taken aback for a moment, and saw Cen Yu caressing his face, leaning down, his bright black and indifferent eyes were very close to him.

"Cen Yu?"

Cen Yu didn't speak, but just moved his fingers up to help him wipe away a tear from the corner of his eye.

Lan Yu was startled, if it wasn't for Cen Yu, he probably wouldn't even know he was crying.

He hurriedly raised his hand to wipe the tears on his face: "It's okay...it's too embarrassing."

There were tears still on her face, but she still smiled lightly and said, "...Thank you, Cen Yu."

Cen Yu didn't speak, just patted his head, and shook his head after a while.

In the end, the mother's matter simply went through the procedure, and it was quickly dealt with as a simple accident.

Her body was seriously injured, so the son entrusted his relationship and transported her to the crematorium. He cremated his mother in a hurry the next day. There are no relatives or friends, and the son's family hurriedly cleaned up the room where the mother used to live, as if they were cleaning up unlucky things.

The nanny was busy tidying up in the room. The daughter-in-law went in and took a look around. She was suspicious, obviously she had ghosts in her heart, so she was uneasy. Suddenly, her eyes fell on the painting on the wall, and she burst into a horrified scream: "Why? What's going on?!"

She pointed to the oil painting on the wall with trembling hands: "That painting...that painting..."

"What about the cat in the picture?"

Her face was pale, and she couldn't believe her eyes. On the oil painting of the black cat, only the wisteria flower shelf in the background remained, and the black cat on it disappeared out of thin air!

The daughter-in-law became more and more anxious. That night, she sent the nanny to pack all the things her mother had used, including clothes, sheets, quilts and pillows, and called a truck to move them up.

In fact, according to the local customs, after an old man in the family passes away, the things used by the old man should be carefully burned in front of his grave together with paper money and ingots. It was burned outside the crematorium. The reason why it was not thrown there was probably because it was afraid that if it was not burned, it would be contaminated with bad luck.

Lan Yu's eyes were red, and he couldn't help but rushed to hit him several times. Fortunately, he still had some sense, knowing that it would not be good for them to have a conflict with him at this time and place.

After the car from the crematorium drove away, he said to Cen Yu, "Then let's take a trip by ourselves, and it's also a ride for the old man."

Cen Yu had nothing to object to, so the two of them took a taxi and followed the crematorium car all the way.

When they arrived at the cemetery on the mountain, the mother was buried together with her deceased husband. They watched the small urn buried under the rebuilt stone slabs, and the mother's red-painted name was also repainted. black.

After the staff of the crematorium cleared up, he walked up to her and burned the things he had brought to her little by little.

"These are all things she can use down here." He said while burning, "The old man is so kind, and he will be reincarnated soon when he gets down there, and he won't be so miserable in his next life."

Cen Yu patted him on the shoulder, and Lan Yu also knew that death is nothing, because after entering the underworld, they will still be reincarnated, so there is no need to be too sad.

"Instead of this, why don't you think about where that phone is now," he said, clenching his fists.

"This time, it must be completely resolved. There must be no more victims..."

"Yes, but you can't rush it for a while." Cen Yu said, "Let's relax tonight, what to eat?"

He was thinking about Ganlan language, so he said that on purpose.

Lan Yu stood up, extinguished the open flame, smiled, and asked, "Are you listening to me?"

Cen Yu nodded.

Lan Yu then thought for a while: "...Let's go eat dumplings."

Cen Yu readily agreed, and the two of them were about to leave after they had finished speaking. Before leaving, Lan Yu looked at the little black cat at his feet.hesitated for a moment.

He always felt that the cat was psychic and could understand what people said, so he asked it: "What do you do? You probably have nowhere to go."

Cen Yu paused.

When I turned around, I just heard Gan Lan ask, "Will you come with us?"

Black Cat: "..."