Walk with ghosts

Day4

Egg Boy's class is downstairs from Zhang Xiaoxin's class.

When going upstairs at noon, Zhang Xiaoxin made a detour by mistake.

In an unfamiliar class, a desk was thrown beside the trash can, and a few books were left on the desk, with the title page neatly written: Wu Ming.

Egg Boy's name at that time.

The rumors were passed over and over again among the classmates.

At night, Zhang Xiaoxin returned home after dinner, and when he was waiting for the red light, he found that the red marks on the sidewalk had been removed.

The green light is on.

He didn't move.

In the midst of people coming and going, a pair of eyes on the other side of the road were watching him.

Before it was too late to confirm, that gaze had disappeared.

The undead who could not disperse were actually hiding from him.

Day4-1

The blood on the road had been cleaned up, and Wu Ming didn't come back overnight.

Zhang Xiaoxin secretly went to his class and took the few books he had left behind.

After returning home to tidy up, I found a girl magazine among them. Zhang Xiaoxin just wanted to laugh at him for reading such things, so he opened it casually, and a page was folded at a corner, which should be marked by Wu Ming on purpose.

"Three Elements of a Successful Confession"——Zhang Xiaoxin recalled the unreadable love letter.

He spread out the letter paper, took a magnifying glass to look at the location of the addressee at the beginning of the letter paper, and wanted to find some clues, but he searched seriously, without noticing Wu Ming appeared behind him at all.

"You promise me one thing, and I'll tell you who it is."

Wu Ming made a sound suddenly, which really frightened him. With a shake of his hand, the magnifying glass fell to the ground, breaking a few cracks.

"Can you stop being scary like a ghost!"

"I'm a ghost." Wu Ming began to stick to Zhang Xiaoxin like chewing gum that couldn't go away.

Day4-2

Zhang Xiaoxin became more and more silent.

Ever since Wu Ming confessed his true love.

Throughout the day, he didn't say a word, and he could even completely ignore Wu Ming's existence.

Day4-3

There is a husband and wife travel show on TV, Zhang Xiaoxin doesn't know why Wu Ming likes to watch it.

Wu Ming's preferences seemed very strange to him.

But he still obediently followed along.

After a while, Wu Ming suddenly said, "If we were to do this tacit question-and-answer session, we would definitely get full marks!"

"Not always."

Being denied, Wu Ming was very upset, "Then you give me a question, and I'm sure I can answer everything about you correctly!"

Zhang Xiaoxin couldn't hold him back: "My height?"

"178!"

"Degree of myopia."

"Left eye 325, right eye 375."

"age."

"Sixteen and eleven months and ten days."

Having said that, Zhang Xiaoxin suddenly stopped talking, and the smile in his eyes gradually went out.

Wu Ming thought he had made a mistake, so he checked it carefully in his head.

"If you want to count the days of living in this world, I should be 21 years old now." Zhang Xiaoxin said suddenly, he opened the can in front of him, and the cold bubbling Coke made people shiver in the late autumn, "I died when they died. Five years in the first seven days of my life..."

Wu Ming: "They... also deliberately trapped you?"

"No, I trapped them." He drank too much Coke, choked his trachea, coughed uncontrollably, and continued after he calmed down, "I swear that I will never fulfill their wishes."

Zhang Xiaoxin looked distressed, "But I broke my promise. I can't bear it in five years, five years. My parents beg me to let go every day, and the outside world is like stagnant water. I know how many cars pass by my house every day." .”

Wu Ming hugged Zhang Xiaoxin silently as if he was about to cry.

"I promised them that they would live a good life. After a false farewell, I sent away their dead souls. But I didn't live a good life. They didn't teach me how to live a good life."

He met Wu Ming's eyes, "Danzi, when you said that you would trap me here forever, it seemed that there was some kind of karma, and someone would fulfill the vow I broke for me."

Wu Ming began to sob again without tears, and he shook his head desperately, but he couldn't spell out complete sentences.

Attracted by their movements, the black cat ran to Zhang Xiaoxin's arms, but looked at Wu Ming with a scrutinizing look.

Zhang Xiaoxin stroking the cat with one hand, and stroking Wu Ming's hair with the other. The same touch, double the enjoyment.

This kind of trivial pleasure is easy to immerse yourself in.