ghost attack

Thunder roared, and lightning flashed outside the window, illuminating the hideous corpse on the ground in terror.

The scarlet blood on the ground is like a blooming winter plum, presenting a strange beauty.

I tilted my head and looked suspiciously at my parents who fell silent on the ground.

"What's wrong?" I said, "Don't you continue to insult me?"

Looking at the blood stained on my hands, I lowered my head and laughed lowly: "Ah, I forgot that you are already dead."

My shoulders were trembling, and my face was gloomy: "Whoever told you to plan to touch him, you are smart, anyone who dares to hurt the teacher will be damned."

Kill them, and there will be no future troubles. No one can stop him anymore.

My eyes were crazy, and I let the two corpses lie on the ground with the temperature still not fading.

I really want to see him.

I left the villa and went to school.

He climbed over the wall with ease, and was already familiar with the man's room.

The blood stains on his body were covered by the rain, and he was in a mess.

Will that man feel a little distressed when he sees my miserable appearance?

I knocked on his door.

"Wei... Ning?"

He should have just finished taking a shower, he was wearing a nightgown, his hair was wet, and his body still exuded the fragrance of bath liquid.

"What the hell happened?!"

I hugged him as soon as I went up, wrapped my arms around him tightly, trembling in his arms.

He closed the door with concern in his eyes.

"Teacher..." I killed someone, I killed my parents, will you still like me?

I dare not, dare not say such words, I looked at him sadly.

"Teacher, don't hate me...don't..." I only have you, don't abandon me.

"What happened to the forehead and face?"

He noticed my swollen face and slitted forehead.

"They beat me." Tears welled up in my eyes, and I showed him all the grievances and resentment I had suffered in the past ten years.

Only him, only this man in front of me, is my salvation.

"Wait." He got up to leave.

I grabbed him and looked a little excited: "Teacher, where are you going!"

"Teacher, go get the medicine and bandage your wound, otherwise bacteria will get in and cause a cold." His voice was so gentle.

My eyes dimmed, I pursed my lips and said nothing.

"Be good." He patted my head.

"Hurry up..." At this moment, I really don't want him to leave me in the slightest.

Soon, he came over with a medicine box and took out alcohol and gauze from it.

He treated the wound on my forehead.

"pain……"

"Sorry, I'll take it easy." His movements became softer.

"Is it the group from before?" He thought it was the group of students who bullied me before.

.

I shook my head and sneered in my heart.

Those guys, if they died, their bones would probably be eaten by dogs by now.

"Who is that?" He frowned, and there seemed to be a flash of anger in his eyes.

I noticed that the eyes were bright.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, hugged him, and leaned my head on his shoulder, absorbing the smell of him that made me obsessed.

"It's them..." There was no wave in my eyes, it was as dark as when I killed them with a knife: "They are going to divorce and abandon me, teacher, I have nothing left."

"They? Are... your parents?"

There was no answer to him, but the arms around his neck tightened a little.

He sighed, "You're soaked, don't catch a cold, go take a bath first."

He carried me into the bathroom, but I didn't let him go.

"I'll get you clothes, put on mine first." He smiled wryly.

I looked up at him, his clothes...

His thoughts drifted away, he suddenly pulled out and walked towards the bathroom door.

I was startled, and he suddenly turned around and said, "Be good."

I calmed down and stopped restless.

The bright red blood seeped out of the clothes, and I threw them into the trash can with no expression on my face.

"Go to sleep first."

I lay on his bed, but saw that he didn't go to bed with him.

"Do you want to turn off the lights?" he asked.

I stared at him without blinking, then nodded.

"Okay." As he spoke, he turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a dark yellow warm bedside lamp on.

"Good night." Lifting the quilt on me, he turned around and was about to leave, I immediately grabbed his hand.

"I'm going to sleep on the sofa outside, you have a good rest." He explained to me.

The hand gripping his wrist tightened, and I looked straight at him.

His eyes were complicated: "Wei Ning, be obedient."

I didn't speak, and stubbornly refused to let him leave.

He stared at me for half a minute, as if he had nothing to do with me, and finally compromised.

I snuggled into his arms, wrapping my arms around his waist tightly.

He seemed very uncomfortable with this kind of intimate contact with me, and he resisted, but I didn't care.

The room fell silent, breathing and heartbeat amplified in the ears.

"Wei..."

"Teacher, I like you, and you like me too, okay?"

He just opened his mouth and I cut him off.

What I wanted to say suddenly stuck in my throat.

"...Wei Ning, you are still young." After a while, he answered me.

"I'm not young anymore, I'll be full tomorrow and I'll be an adult." At that time, I can really contact him as an adult, so will his scruples in his heart be lessened?

"Wei Ning, you are still a student now, and the teacher likes you very much, but you have to understand that my liking is completely different from your liking. You are only too lonely to have such thoughts. As long as you make more sincere friends, You will find that your current feeling is just a feeling of dependence on me." He tried to guide me.

"That's not it!" I became excited: "I love teacher, I want to live with you, I want to stay by your side forever, I also want... I want to occupy the most important position in the teacher's heart."

I started to sob: "If the teacher rejects me and decides to abandon me, I will die, I won't be able to live..."

——So teacher, please don't abandon me...

"Wei Ning, your thinking is very dangerous." His tone was serious.

"I really, really like Teacher." I was obsessed.

"But I can't be with you, do you understand?"

I couldn't believe it, I raised my head and looked at him sadly, my eyes were confused: "Teacher, are you leaving me...?"

As if trying to completely dispel my obsession, he struggled a little in his eyes, but in the end he still said extremely cruel words to me: "Yes, if you continue like this, I will leave."

I shed tears, my body fell into a cellar of ice, and my heart seemed to have been severely dug out by a knife, which hurt my spasm.

"Teacher..." I murmured looking at him.

He sighed: "Go to sleep, there is something to talk about tomorrow, you need to rest now."

Even if this man is lying beside me now, I still can't feel any warmth in my heart.

Why!Why--! !

My heart was screaming crazily, and I suppressed myself so as not to let the scream that had reached my throat burst out.

A heart has long stopped beating, and it's icy cold.

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"Teacher, are you leaving me?" The wind whistled like a ghost roaring in my ear.

"Wei Ning, where are you?!" His voice sounded a little hurried.

"Teacher, are you leaving me?" asked him again.

"Wei Ning, don't think about it, tell me where you are first?" He lowered his tone.

"I'm... in hell."

Yes, the days without a teacher are ten times more terrifying than hell.

"Wei Ning, you—"

I hung up the phone and hung up.

If I can't be with him as a human being, even if I die, I will never let him go.

"Teacher, wait for me..." A treachery flashed in my eyes, and the corner of my mouth curled up in a twisted arc, and I jumped into the abyss called death.

I can't feel any pain, my body is as light as a butterfly spreading its wings, the darkness gradually erodes my brain, there is no pain, no fear, there is only that piece of expectation and yearning.

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