Phoenix Feather

Xiao Chunqiu was completely startled, he was dumbfounded for a while, and asked cautiously: "Have you been possessed by a ghost?"

He and Shangguanxuan are just superiors and subordinates, not even friends. In recent days, Shangguanxuan's attitude towards him is very strange. Xiao Chunqiu is not a piece of wood. Shangguanxuan's gentle gaze and subtle and ambiguous accommodation to him are impossible for him I can't feel it, a person suddenly becomes another person, if it's not a split personality, it's being possessed by a ghost.These are the two possibilities Xiao Chunqiu thought of.

"The upper body of the ghost?" Shangguan Xuan had no expression on his face, and his voice sounded normal.

Xiao Chunqiu took a careful look at Shangguanxuan, moved a step, and smiled apologetically: "You didn't realize that you have become, become—" Xiao Chunqiu thought about his words, "becoming gentle, it feels like a sudden change of person Like."

Shangguan Xuan was helpless: "I'm very good, ghost upper body?" He glanced at Xiao Chunqiu meaningfully, "It seems that you are more popular with ghosts."

Although this is the truth, but being teased by Shangguan Xuan is not pleasant, Xiao Chunqiu snorted.

"Let's go back after eating." Shangguanxuan said as he stuffed the rice bowl into Xiao Chunqiu's hands, then turned back to the kitchen to get the chopsticks.

Xiao Chunqiu put down his job, he was indeed hungry, since there is a free meal, why not?

"Shangguanxuan, did you see my mobile phone?" Xiao Chunqiu wanted to tell Xiao Chunxia that he would not go back to eat, but he couldn't find the mobile phone.

"On the bedside table in the room."

Xiao Chunqiu ran into the room, took his mobile phone, and was just about to go out when he looked up and saw a painting hanging on the wall opposite the bed. He hadn't seen this painting just now, so when he saw it, he subconsciously took a second look .

Looking at it, Xiao Chunqiu was surprised to find that the person in the painting was very similar to himself, but the clothes were different.

The person in the painting is standing under the peach blossom tree, with fluttering long hair and flowing clothes, holding a white fox in his hand.

who is thisXiao Chunqiu was dumbfounded.

"This is you." Shangguan Xuan walked in at some point.

"Me?" Xiao Chunqiu pointed to his nose with a look of shock.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Shangguan Xuan said: "Then tell me, there is no difference between you and the people in the painting, except for your clothes and hair."

Apart from the clothes and hair, Xiao Chunqiu thinks that the people in the painting are another self, but the people in the painting are wearing ancient clothes, and I am wearing modern clothes. One is obviously an ancient person, and the other is a modern person.

Look at Shangguanxuan, then look at the painting, Xiao Chunqiu is in chaos, what does it mean that Shangguanxuan hides such a painting?

Shangguan Xuan felt uneasy, he took a deep breath, looked at Xiao Chunqiu fixedly: "I like you."

Xiao Chunqiu was dumbfounded, his head went blank, "You, you like, like me?" Too much shock, and even stuttered too many times, "Say, are you joking?"

Shangguan Xuan looked at him deeply, "I mean it."

Xiao Chunqiu stared at him with his mouth wide open, completely losing his ability to speak.

Shangguan Xuan's eyes were very bright, and there was Xiao Chunqiu's incomprehensible emotion deep in his eyes. He took a step forward and hugged Xiao Chunqiu tightly in his arms, as if he was afraid that he would disappear, "Everything I have to you is true. , you don’t need to be afraid, and you don’t need to panic, you can take your time and accept it slowly, I’m not in a hurry, I’ve waited for so long, can I still be afraid of waiting?”

With his face pressed against Shangguanxuan's chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat, Xiao Chunqiu felt incredulous and at a loss, Shangguanxuan actually liked him?Is this a fantasy?

In the chaos of the mind, a strange picture suddenly flashed.

The spring breeze is blowing, and the peach blossoms are falling one after another.

A snow-white fox was running in the peach forest. He squatted down with a smile on his face, and hugged the little fox into his arms.

The little fox licked his cheek affectionately, making him laugh.

"Where did you go to play? Look at you, covered in mud, you are not allowed to sleep in my bed tonight."

The little fox whimpered softly.

He smiled, "Go back and help you take a bath."

One person and one fox slowly disappeared into the peach forest. The petals of the peach petals fell with the wind and landed on the ground, covering the little fox's footprints.

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In a small courtyard, there are scattered peach petals scattered on the simple bamboo fence.

Under the eaves, a woman is concentrating on making a fan with her head down.

A strand of hair fell down and was blown up by the wind, covering the woman's sight.

The woman put down the needle and thread in her hand, and stretched out her hand to pull the drooping hair behind her ear.

She pressed the back of her neck with her hands and turned her sore neck, picked up the needle and thread and continued the work at hand.

The needle seemed to be alive in her hand, tumbling up and down deftly, the white lotus, the emerald green lotus leaves, and the smiling lotus picker were vividly appearing on the gauze fan.

The woman looked up at the swaying peach blossoms in the yard, and smiled sweetly and happily. When the peach blossoms were in full bloom, she would be his wife...

Half awake and half asleep, Chen Yongye was awakened by the pain. His injured left leg was so painful and itchy that he wished he could cut off his leg.

Unable to bear the pain, Chen Yongye rang the bell vigorously and screamed, "Doctor, doctor, I'm going to die, doctor!"

Not long after, Sangju with two braids walked in like a ghost, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

For some reason, Chen Yongye was afraid of this weird Dr. Sang, and his cry of pain dropped several decibels, "My leg suddenly hurts and itches."

Sang Ju glanced at Chen Yongye's legs expressionlessly, then turned and walked out.

Chen Yongye breathed a sigh of relief, this Dr. Sang is really scary!

After a while, Sangju came back with a tray, which contained a syringe and a bottle of medicine. Sangju sucked the medicine with a needle and gave Chen Yongye a shot.

She moved mechanically, even though Chen Yongye was painfully pierced by her, he didn't dare to complain.

After the injection, Sangju left without saying a word.

After a while, the medicine probably took effect. Chen Yongye felt that the pain and itchiness on his legs subsided a lot. He wiped his sweat with his sleeve and lay down slumped.

Since this month, he has been unlucky again and again, with major injuries and minor injuries, each time getting more and more unlucky.Looking back, ever since I took the fan in the coffin, bad luck came one after another and I couldn't shake it off. Could it be that I took something I shouldn't have?

Thinking of this possibility, Chen Yongye couldn't help but shiver.

At first, the reason why he touched the fan in the coffin was purely because he thought it was something valuable and wanted to exchange it for some money, but who knew it was just a dilapidated, moldy and broken fan, worthless.

That night, when he got home and saw the fan clearly, he threw the fan into the trash can, but picked it up the next day by accident.

It must be caused by this dead thing, after you leave the hospital, you must burn this ghost fan!

Chen Yongye cursed for a while, then thought of the dream just now for no reason.

Ha, I actually dreamed of a woman. Could it be a sign that I'm going to marry a wife?Chen Yongye was very happy.

Gradually, Chen Yongye felt that his eyelids were heavy, and fell asleep again in a daze.

The peach blossoms are falling one after another, and the brown ground is full of red petals, like blood.

He was overjoyed and ran into the simple yard.

As long as he sells another batch of fans, he can marry her.

Pushing open the door, the woman was dying of illness on the bed.

He walked over and asked hypocritically, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"

The woman struggled to open her eyes, and when she saw the person coming, her eyes shone with joy, and she stretched out her hand to hold the man's hand.

When her hand was about to touch the man's, the man pulled his hand away, "Be quiet when you are sick, and don't move around. By the way, have you finished the fan?"

The woman's eyes were full of disappointment, she said hoarsely: "It's done, it's in the box in the corner."

The man immediately ran over to pick up the box. At this moment, only the fan was left in his eyes.

"Then I'll go first, and you should pay attention to rest."

"Don't go, wait, wait a minute."

The woman's begging call made the man stop, and he asked impatiently: "What else can I do? I promised to deliver the goods on time."

The woman climbed on the edge of the bed and said with difficulty: "Marriage, our marriage."

"Let's talk about it after you get better. You don't even have the strength to stand up like this. How can you get married?"

After speaking, the man left without looking back.

The woman stared at his receding back with her eyes open, and her raised hand dropped feebly.

……

Chen Yongye woke up with a start, dripping with cold sweat.

It was dark in the ward, except for the dim glimmer of the rescue device by the bedside.

Chen Yongye raised his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and suddenly felt dry mouth.

He groped to sit up and looked at the sky. It was almost dawn, and the sky had already revealed the dawn.

Because his legs were inconvenient, he didn't bother to turn on the light, so he poured a glass of water with the faint light.

He looked around, he was the only one in the ward, and the gloomy atmosphere permeated the darkness.

Chen Yongye shuddered, his hands shook, the water in the cup spilled out, and some spilled on the bed sheet.

He hurriedly put the cup on the bedside table and reached out to wipe the water stains on the bed sheet.

When he lowered his head, he saw bloodstains all over the white bed.

Frightened, Chen Yongye ignored his handicapped legs, pulled up the blood-stained sheet and threw it on the ground, crawling and rolling out of bed.

In a panic, he accidentally knocked over the glass, and the water flowed down the table and dripped onto the back of Chen Yongye's hand.

Cold, sticky...Chen Yongye raised his hand to look, and screamed: "Blood, blood...doctor, doctor, help, help!"

The room was terribly silent, only Chen Yongye's frightened cry for help echoed.

"People, is there anyone? Is there anyone?!"

There was no sound from outside the corridor.

Chen Yongye was terrified, grabbed the cup by the table and threw it at the closed door with one hand.

The cup shattered in response, and the spiky glass shards emitting a faint blue light scattered all over the floor, and a flower of blood splashed ink on the door panel, which could not be described as eerie.

"Help, help!"

Chen Yongye struggled to get to the door, trying to open it and escape.

The bed was not very far from the door, but Chen Yongye was horrified to find that no matter how hard he climbed, he couldn't get to the door.

Suddenly, something icy and biting climbed onto his ankle.

Chen Yongye hurriedly lowered his head to see that a white skeleton hand was tightly grasping his foot.

Chen Yongye screamed and kicked that hand desperately.

Another skeletal hand stretched out from the floor, and a shining knife dripping with blood stuck to Chen Yongye's intact leg, gouged it out, and forcibly peeled off a piece of skin.

Chen Yongye let out a heart-rending scream, and fainted from fright.