Mr hell

……

When did I start to see "ghosts"?

It was difficult for Huai Qi to explain his past—the memories were too abstract, even the information about his parents was vague, and he hadn't wiped off the dust on their faces for many years.

He even forgot the first real ghost he saw.

This is not "amnesia".Because he knows that there are some things that "Huaiqi" ​​has participated in stored in his mind, but there is always an invisible membrane that prevents him from integrating.

In short, he lost empathy in the distant memory.So when he tried to recall things before he was 17, it was like an abrupt and weird curator looking at someone else's library.Because it is difficult to associate, you must follow the logic and the exact number to touch it.

Huai Qi didn't know when this state started.

If Huai Qi dies one day, the "life summary" engraved on the epitaph must be these three confused characters: I don't know.

The only reasonable explanation for this state is that Huai Qi may have some mental or psychological problems.

It is very difficult for people to actively discover their own psychological defects, and Huaiqi is no exception.He would rather live in a daze like this, and finally lie down under the "I don't know" tablet and sleep forever.I don't even want to talk to a psychiatrist.

To entrust the private affairs that are deeply in my heart to a stranger, it could kill Huai Qi.

……

After packing his things and his demeanor back to normal, he got into Chen Pan'an's car as if nothing had happened.

The shock made Huai Qi feel uncomfortable in his stomach, and he also suffered from motion sickness on the way.However, he has always endured illness very well, and his best achievement is being able to fool the doctor.

Ting Xue prepared a very sumptuous dinner to welcome him, and Huai Qi didn't want to refuse his sister-in-law's kindness.He went to work in the kitchen with her.

As soon as the five rice bowls were filled, the wind chimes at the door rang loudly, and the two cubs rushed in.The girl yelled as soon as she entered the door: "Mom, brother, his class teacher wants to invite Dad to drink tea."

Chen Pan'an who was "named" turned around and asked her, "Ah, where to drink."

"office!"

"..."

Before Chen Pan'an said anything, the boy had an attack first. Like a nimble and stubborn mouse, he threw away his schoolbag with a stinky face, put his hands in his pockets, and rushed into the room quickly.Leaving the sentence full of temper, "I won't eat anymore, don't call me."

It's a pity that the majesty of the juvenile rebellious period was unbelievable, Chen Pan'an lifted the mouse out of the hole with only one hand, and reprimanded by the way: "If I can get you, what did I do?"

Annoyed, Chen Mingqian caught a glimpse of Huaiqi before he could break free from his father's grasp, was startled for a moment, and blurted out, "Why are you here?"

It was his younger sister Ting Xiaoya who yelled just now, and the girl had already occupied the seat next to Huaiqi, and her voice couldn't hide her joy: "Xiao Huai, you came to my house for dinner!"

Huai Qi nodded.

Hearing that her mother said that Huaiqi would still live in their house, her excitement made her jump three feet higher, and she shouted to Chen Mingqian: "Brother, Xiao Huai wants to live in our house."

"I heard it." Chen Mingqian still had a bad face, and after pulling Chen Pan'an's hand away, he sat across from Huaiqi and picked up his job.

After discovering that Huaiqi was better than himself, Chen Panan pouted his lips with a smile, sat down, and asked, "Xiao Huai, you're welcome... Oh, stop, Chen Mingqian, please don't move your chopsticks, first explain why I want to go to the office for tea .”

Chen Mingqian smashed all the green peppers in the rice marinade—anything with green color—into his mother's bowl, and said coldly: "This is your business, how do I know."

"You little..."

Ting Xue took off her apron, tapped the plaster on Chen Pan'an's arm lightly with her chopsticks, said "tsk", and said, "You don't talk about food, it's not too late to argue with him after eating."

Chen Pan'an had no choice but to hold back first, and spared the little bastard diagonally opposite.

Every time Huai Qi came to Chen Pan'an's house, it was so lively, he just listened quietly from the sidelines, not interrupting anything.

He reluctantly ate his own meal and helped to clean the dishes.

Ting Xue always smiled when talking to him.The elders all praised Huai Qi like this—a child who doesn't talk much, has winks, is obedient, and is not ostentatious.

The dinner was quite pleasant. In the evening, Chen Mingqian ran to his room to "refuge". He seemed to want to talk to Huaiqi, but he couldn't bear to speak up, so he sat on the table and twirled his pen.It took a long time before he pretended to be casual and said, "Don't you play games?"

"The computer and controller are at school, so I didn't bring them back." Huai Qi was writing the experiment report, and asked with a weak voice, "Do you want to play?"

"I don't want to play." Chen Mingqian gave a duplicity "tss", strolled around Huaiqi, and asked him, "What are you writing about?"

"Operation."

"It's boring." Chen Mingqian put his hands in his pockets. "The behavior of going home and doing homework obediently" is not cool in the eyes of a little boy with a second illness. written."

"..." Huai Qi said, "...that's great."

It wasn't until Chen Mingqian left bored that Huai Qi stopped writing.

Finally, he couldn't help but quickly took out a black noodle bag from his backpack, arched his waist, and vomited out all the things that had been churning in his stomach.I didn't have to vomit and retched for a while, but I didn't make any loud noises.

Chen Mingqian, who had just left, came back and knocked on the door—fortunately, this kid was taught by his parents to knock before entering other people’s rooms—he asked: "Hey, my dad washed the grapes and cut the watermelon, can you come out?" Come out to eat?"

Huaiqi covered the dirt with convenience bags several times, tied it up, wrapped it with toilet paper, and put it in a daily garbage bag.

When he answered Chen Mingqian, his voice was still a little weak, and he said, "Thank you, I won't eat, I'll go out for a while."

"What are you doing out so late?"

Huai Qi picked up the trash bag and went out, and smiled at him: "Go for a walk, and drop some trash by the way."

……

He went to prescribe some medicine, and only remembered when he paid. Except for the meal money in the school card, the rest of his account seemed to be lent to Ding Ling.

After vomiting, the stomach feels a lot better, but this organ will not stop, like a child with uncertain weather, it starts to cry hungry again after the discomfort.

After buying the medicine, Huaiqi only had single digits left in his wallet, and Huaiqi couldn't meet the needs of "this kid".

He was so thirsty that he stopped by the vending machine at the convenience store and bought a bottle of Coke.

So there is a reason why the stomach can't stop, because his master didn't have a long memory, so he just drank a bottle of carbonic acid on an empty stomach.

Huaiqi's lifestyle is a representative of sub-health.He was so careless about his body that he never cared about it.This seems to be a little disconnected from his cautious attitude towards others in life.

Huai Qi stared at the ingredient list for a while, before throwing the empty bottle into the trash can, he heard a voice in a trance, which seemed to come from the depths of his mind.

"Don't you want to look at the bottle cap?"

Huaiqi paused for a while, then took back the empty bottle, and unscrewed the red cap with a mentality of trying it out.

The drink, which has been produced since he was a child, has managed to remain relevant among a group of world-renowned brands.

Huaiqi's impression of the "One More Bottle" campaign started when he was just sensible, and now there are all kinds of marketing methods, and this most profitable method should have been eliminated long ago.But when he unscrewed it, there actually appeared in the bottle cap, "One more bottle."

Huai Qi blinked.

For the first time in my life, I was so lucky.

But he looked at the vending machine, and then tilted his head to look inside the convenience store—the cashier was humming a song and getting off work.

Forget it, he thought.

But just as he was about to throw away the empty bottle, something strange appeared in the bottle.

…It's like the "experiment" in the culture bottle in the movie, or the elf in the myth. There is a small person who is almost as tall as the bottle, and there is a faint, soft white light all over his body.

A crisp and clear voice came from the mouth of the bottle.He smiled and said, "Good evening."

Huaiqi: "..."

The lights in front of the convenience store just went out, and the darkness gave him a sense of oppression without words.

He quickly threw the bottle into the trash can and took a few steps back.Regardless of whether the white light dissipated or not, he quickly ran back to the apartment building.

Chen Pan'an was watching TV in the living room, and when he saw Huai Qi coming back out of breath, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong, your face is so pale."

"I..." Huai Qi said, "I ran away at night."

"This way..." Chen Pan'an looked at him and said, "The water is already hot. If you want to take a bath, you can feel free."

"Ah."

He didn't take a few steps before he was called again. "Xiao Huai," Chen Pan'an didn't get involved in Huai Qi's life, but he seemed to know everything, he said worriedly, "Remember to tell me if you have anything to do, you're welcome."

……

Huai Qi went to take a bath, and put on a T-shirt as pajamas, the collar was so big that it almost fell below the collarbone.This was brought to him by his grandma, and the factories near the village are rich in this kind of very durable oversized overalls.Every summer, Huaiqi will be turned out and washed many times, and put in the sun until it hardens.

Factory printed graphic on top has faded.The size was too large and the top completely covered his shorts.In order to make himself look like he was wearing trousers, Huai Qi tucked the fat hem into the waist of his trousers, but it would always fall out if he moved too much.He was originally thin, but with the clothes lined up, it seemed that his waist could be wrapped around his waist with only one arm.

Huai Qi sat by the bed, the hair on his forehead was still a little wet, he picked up the red bottle cap on the table and looked at it, staring at the four words inside for a long time.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: "You are very lucky, I have never been hit."

Hearing the sound, Huai Qi stood up abruptly, and when he turned back, he bumped into the wardrobe, was stumbled by the sundries, and barely clung to the wardrobe door before he stood still.

The "person" greeted again: "Good evening."

Huai Qi clenched his teeth and looked at the ghost sitting by the window.

He was wearing a white shirt, with his hands casually placed on his thighs, a soft light radiated from his body, and his voice was exactly the same as the one in the bottle.

He...should be a ghost, but the strange thing is that he is different from the previous ghosts with green faces, fangs, and bleeding from seven orifices.

He is very good-looking... Long eyebrows, black eyes and high nose bridge - Huai Qi can't describe that kind of good-looking, and can only tell the truth through simple enumeration.

Just like a handsome boy in a cartoon, the immature viewers will know with joy as soon as they see it: "This is the protagonist!"

The smile seemed to be naturally hidden in his brows and eyes. When he rolled his eyes, the fear in Huai Qi's heart became less acute, and the young man said, "I scared you outside just now, I'm sorry."

Huai Qi thought, you scare me now too.

He didn't introduce himself like a "protagonist", but said: "You can come over a little bit, it's better not to lean there..."

Huai Qi froze and did not move.

"...Because there is a lady in the cabinet behind you, and there are two children hidden under the bed opposite." The boy finished speaking.

Huaiqi for the second time: "..."

He just let go of his courage and hung up again, regardless of whether the ghost said it was true or not, he immediately turned away from the cabinet door, stared at the boy with pale lips and said: "I... don't think you... this is an apology. "

"They don't have any malicious intentions, and they just want to talk to you after following you. You can open the cabinet door or open the bottom of the bed to see them." The boy said, "I'm here, they won't hurt you."

Huai Qi couldn't figure out why he was going to meet some ghosts, and he couldn't figure out the boy's purpose, and now the whole scene seemed outrageous.

"I don't want to," he said.

"Okay," said the boy, "then you close your eyes."

Huai Qi's nervous brain ordered his eyes to close first, before he reacted and asked, "Why..."

The boy said, "Come out."

Huai Qi's words were cut off halfway, because he heard the door of the cabinet behind him open, and in front of him was the soft sound of the quilt being turned.Huai Qi's back immediately collapsed into a straight line.

The cool wind and low whimpering drifted to his side.The sense of fear that made his whole body go limp surged up again.

No matter how much Huai Qi despised his own cowardice, he couldn't use his reason to control his subconscious reaction like those courageous people—he squatted down helplessly, buried his face between his knees, and shrunk into the smallest A safe mass, until those horrible sounds and touches from the closet and under the bed disappeared from his side.

After a while, there was no movement.

Probably the winning bottle cap gave him a little luck. This time, a "protagonist" in his imagination really appeared, stroking Huaiqi's back.

"Don't be afraid," the young man floated close to Huaiqi, squatting down on his knees, gently rubbed the broken hair on Huaiqi's forehead with his fingers, and said warmly, "They have already left."