MTL - The Haunted-Chapter 20 Ghostly mind (final)
I couldn't see it late. From the moment he took the business card, there was a small black gas sucked away from his fingers.
The old man saw this scene and knew that he had guessed it well, but he shook his head and said nothing.
That thing has not harmed this young man for such a long time, and it will not be rushing to do it during the day. Some things are still better for people to confirm.
It’s just that black gas... that thing may be more difficult than what I imagined.
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I didn’t feel anything at first, but I felt a little embarrassed along the way, as if I used a brain.
The clear heart was quietly curled up in his pocket, slowly absorbing black gas a little bit, and the edge gradually rolled up the scorched black burrs. Finally, at the moment when the car was parked late, the triangle-shaped symbol was burned into a blue smoke as if it was overwhelmed, and the cockroach disappeared. The remaining black gas that was led out was again retracted into the body.
When I was late, I snorted and screamed, and it seemed like a fake image.
The first thing he found was his own memories of his past—the parents suddenly passed away. At the funeral, he looked at the portraits of his parents ignorantly and kept crying.
There are many "people" who are pale and flat-faced to pull him. He doesn't know who those "people" are. They just think that they are terrible. He doesn't want to go with them, but he is eager to shrink his grandmother... ... The old man only thought that he was too sad, holding him gently and sadly.
He was pushed down the stairs of the mall, and the grandmother saw the look of fear after the palm print; the old man personally tied the spirit jade for him; and the various places, the wild treasures, the smog in the temple, the ones he had worshipped. Faceless muddy statue...
But it is a **** of heaven, no one can save.
Later, a Taoist said to him, I have a way here, do you want to try it.
The passenger car driving in the night, surrounded by the ghosts of the whole body... He saw his precious and heavy holding the small porcelain bottle hanging on his chest...
- He personally took him home.
He saw himself placing a black card in a respectful manner for the table; he saw that he was holding a glass of wine and said to the card: "...Ye Sanzi, please take care of you in the coming year."
Ye Sangong... Who is that?
The late consciousness is still not clear, and the doubts in the heart are growing more and more, and even let him not think. He walked in a rigid and habitual way toward the home, full of confusion and uneasiness.
He walked into the unit door, and the elevator that he took every day was like an iron-gray inorganic behemoth, to swallow him; it was like a door to hell. The icy reflective wall inside the elevator reflected his pale, sweaty face, and the cold sweat had soaked through the thin shirt.
Suddenly, I felt cold and I was hesitant to make a step. Until the elevator door opened and closed three times, someone came over to him and then followed the elevator and pressed the familiar floor.
He can already remember the person Zhang Daochang, and the cards he has given himself and the ashes porcelain bottles he wears. The porcelain bottle is still well worn on the body, where is the card? Was it picked up? Who is he dedicated to?
...Before you, why did you forget these things suddenly?
When he thought of his sudden sudden cold, he remembered the day of his acute gastritis hospitalization and asked Ye Yingzhi where the small porcelain bottle came from.
The gentle smile of the lover is still in front of me.
He clearly told himself, "This is what I gave you when I first met them last year."
I will give it to you.
It seems as if another fog that is hidden in front of the eyes is opened.
He finally saw the black card and the golden word on it. That said, "Ying's spirit of welcoming."
Who is Ye Yingzhi who suddenly appeared in his life?
Who is this with him and his wife?
Who is this man who sleeps with him and sleeps in the night and night?
He didn't dare to think about it anymore. When he realized it, he found that he had subconsciously got out of the elevator and went to the door.
"咔嚓", the door opened.
He didn't even dare to go in for a moment.
The man stretched out a hand and pulled him in. He smiled and said: "What happened today? Stupid? Change clothes and prepare to eat." Then he turned and turned into the kitchen.
The smell of the food is scattered in the small home, and the warm and beautiful scene is not fake in any case.
After a long burst of breath, the hand hidden behind it shook even more.
He silently went to the TV cabinet, picked up the mobile phone he bought for Ye Yingzhi, entered his birthday to unlock, looked at the operator name displayed at the top of the screen and smiled, then the phone was turned off, and the back cover was removed. - The place where the SIM card should be placed is empty.
Who is it, with a mobile phone that does not press the calling card at all, contact him for half a year?
Or is he really not a person...
The man has already picked up the food and called him as usual: "Auntie, go to the dinner. Why don't you change your clothes? Wait for me to change it for you?"
After a short time, I had already opened the phone cover and opened the machine. I didn’t say anything to enter the room to change clothes, and my hand reached into my shirt pocket. I shuddered and touched the business card that the old man had left for him, and then tried my best to look as usual. The clothes were hung up and replaced with home clothes. He thought about it, took Lingyu from the bedside table and held it in his palm.
Ye Yingzhi had a good meal and sat at the dinner table waiting for him.
Lately looking at the familiar scene, hesitated for a moment, finally biting his teeth and walking toward the male "person", but did not sit, but directly hugged Ye Yingzhi, buried his head in his chest.
Ye Yingzhi smiled and touched his hair: "What happened today? So delicate? Think about me? Was wronged outside?"
I didn’t speak late.
No temperature, no heartbeat. Everything in the past is really an illusion of awkwardness.
The last trace of blackness that haunts my heart is finally exhausted.
In the past, all the doubts that can be easily ignored are magnified one by one and become very clear.
I can't tell the lover who suddenly appeared in my life. I have no lover who never goes out to work or even refuses to go out to eat with him. Even... only the lover he can see himself is just a fascinating eye-opening technique.
The late body can't help but shudder, and for a moment just want to hysterically break this embrace and escape.
But he didn't dare.
Ye Yingzhi suddenly frowned, but did not say anything, only the people in his arms were tightened.
Late and carefully looked up and saw the neck skin exposed by Ye Yingzhi, it was unhealthy and pale, but it was okay, there was no corpse. He thought of the porcelain bottle on his chest, and the ashes of this person were still hanging on him. His true flesh had long since disappeared.
He felt that Ye Yingzhi had pulled his face and kissed him gently on his closed eyelids.
The warmth and sweetness of the past has all changed. He can't stop shuddering, his throat is tumbling, and after a few words, he still swallows.
"Ye Sangongzi, I was wrong, spare me..." At that moment he wanted to beg for mercy, but he wanted to seek forgiveness, but he could not say a word with fear. He is afraid that the exposing will be completed at this time. He would rather deceive himself this way.
Life has changed from day to day, and today all sorts of strokes in my mind, the business card in the pocket has become the only hope at this time.
Tomorrow... Don't panic, don't show your clues... You can do it today.
In the end, he only closed his eyes in silence, and tried to restrain the small trembling that could not be stopped in his heart. He sacrificed the kisses that fell on his face and neck.
