Lin Xiaoyan, Mr. Xiao, you two annoying little goblins, come back and start dating! ~ Meow, the weather is really cold recently. On the way home, I ran into a fox crossing the road. Do you think there will be an affair today
The space in the single-person ward seemed a bit crowded because there were a few more people. Ayan, Yin Zhou, Weiwei's father, the attending physician, and Lin Yan gathered around the bedside. Ayan drew a meditation talisman regardless of the doctor's objection. On Weiwei's forehead, I don't know whether it was the effect of the tranquilizer or because of Ayan's talisman, Weiwei stopped crying, but curled up in the quilt with her eyes wide open. A Yan put her fingers on her pulse and listened for a while, then rolled her eyelids, and when she turned around, her expression relaxed a little.
"It's not a big deal, I don't know what frightened me, I'll do it in a simple way." Seeing that everyone was looking at him in confusion, the little Taoist could only explain: "Just, just take a piece of her clothes and go to scare her." Her place calls the soul."
Several people began to discuss where Weiwei had been after returning from the birthday party. Lin Yan couldn't calm down. That night, Xiao Yu's angry expression overlapped with the lost emerald nostalgia. He almost killed the little Taoist by mistake. Lin Yan bit The lower lip squeezed out the words: "Come with me."
One person and one ghost walked silently through the silent corridor and closed the door. In front of the bathroom sink, an old man in a striped hospital gown was grinning at the mirror with his teeth bared. He forgot to fasten his trouser belt. Hanging like noodles. Lin Yan waited patiently for him to leave. When the uncle turned around, the corner of his mouth twitched sickly. He suddenly pointed behind Lin Yan and exclaimed, "Ah, there are ghosts, there are ghosts."
After speaking, he danced and ran out.
It is said that the mentally ill can see images of another world. Lin Yan thought silently, sometimes it is even difficult for him to distinguish whether such a person is a wise man or a lunatic, or there is no difference between the two, the crowd should be divided into mediocrity and special Two types, he wants to be the former, but fate will not let him go.
"Xiao Yu." Lin Yan spoke with difficulty.
"A prisoner is going to be interrogated?" Xiao Yu didn't wait for Lin Yan to ask the second half of the sentence, folded his arms around his chest, leaned on the marble table and said coldly, "Ask."
"I haven't said a word yet, can you stop putting on such a beating expression?" Lin Yan felt that his self-esteem was stimulated by the ghost's pride, so he said patiently, "The person is lying there, I don’t have time to joke with you, if you did it, please tell me the location, I will not pursue the rest, if not, please explain clearly.”
Xiao Yu turned her face away from him, and said calmly, "Do you believe what I say?"
With this tone again, Lin Yan clenched his fists secretly, took a deep breath and tried to make his attitude gentle, and said softly: "I know it's not happy to ask you this, but think for me, I drank too much that day To provoke her, you almost strangled her to death at the door of the house, and then got angry all night when you entered the door, and then she was frightened like this, holding your waist jewelry in her hand, who has such a great ability to take things from ghosts... Xiao Yu , I can't stop thinking about it."
Lin Yan said earnestly, "As long as I say a word from you, I will definitely believe you."
He felt that his attitude was impeccable, but Xiao Yu only gave him a cold sideways glance: "I only have one sentence, if you doubt it, I have nothing to say."
Lin Yan was trembling with anger from his reaction, and he loosened and clenched his fists. He didn't know why he couldn't maintain a calm mind to negotiate with this ghost. He hated Xiao Yu's harshness and determination, even though He also has no tolerance for sand. The two were in a stalemate, each waiting for the other to take a step back. The point of conflict had changed from whether this ghost had hurt Weiwei to a confrontation of self-esteem, but at this moment Lin Yan didn't realize why he was angry…
"Can you stop being a bitch!" Lin Yan took a step forward, unable to bear it any longer, "Let's talk about the matter, I don't want to play with you, why don't you trust my bad TV drama plot, now someone is involved in the two of us Come in, lay in the hospital, and I want to get this sorted out, simple as that."
"In a word, yes, or no?"
Xiao Yu supported the marble basin behind him with both hands, and he was also enduring until the knuckles of his fingers turned slightly white. After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Lin Yan, I promised you."
"Your promise is useful, why is Ayan hospitalized?" Lin Yan interrupted him.
"He was trying to hurt you..."
"Isn't Weiwei going too far? You are simply jealous!"
"So you think it's me?" Xiao Yu suddenly raised his eyelids, his eyes pierced like a knife, "Lin Yan, even if it's a dead person, I still have intentions."
"I want to give you everything you want, but all I have is my heart. You don't understand, you must not know what it's like to wait endlessly, and you can't see your fingers..." Xiao Yu pursed his lips, his eyes full of tenderness. With strange resentment, "I can't get you to believe me."
After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and pushed Lin Yan away. The whole room was silent and hopeless. The people behind him suddenly caught up, pulled his sleeves, and said hoarsely: "So it's my fault? You Is it a ghost? Do you fucking think it’s easy for me? I don’t have a good class and don’t have a good life. However, I run around for you every day, people around me have accidents one after another, and my physical condition is getting worse. I don’t I don't know how long I can last, I'm very tired, Xiao Yu please, don't be angry with me at this time... "
Lin Yan slumped against the door panel and sat on the ground, his throat was hoarse and he couldn't speak. The ghost stared at him blankly, and finally squatted down with him, wrapped his shoulders around his shoulders and stroked his back lightly, Lin Yan's eyes circled. Turning red, he fumbled in his pockets indiscriminately, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm smoking a cigarette, don't worry about it."
The ice-cold lips kissed, softly without a trace of aggression or eroticism, Lin Yan was stunned for a moment, then put his arms around Xiao Yu's neck to respond, the two sat on the floor tiles in the bathroom and kissed each other, their lips and teeth entangled, the kiss was long and soft , with an amorous attitude, as if such a kiss can escape the world's gossip and the warmth and coldness of human relationships, as if there is no parting or sadness. Lin Yan clutched Xiao Yu's clothes and sucked his tongue. He didn't know why he was embracing, but he only felt despair, like two rabbits cornered by a hunter, feeling particularly lingering because of the coming separation.
His hair is like sour silk, flowing from his fingers, full of thoughts, unable to speak.
That is to say, if you sow evil causes, you will have evil fruits, and the cycle of cause and effect is endless.
"You want me." Lin Yan rubbed Xiao Yu's lips, "I think about it."
"Nonsense." Xiao Yu pushed him away: "Do you still want to go to the hospital?"
Looking at each other, they couldn't help but laugh, so sad that even their hearts ached slightly.
The two leaned side by side behind the bathroom door, Lin Yan grabbed Xiao Yu's hand, focused his eyes on a point on the ceiling, and said softly: "Xiao Yu, I always want to be alone, to live the most ordinary and ordinary life together, to accompany you I lie on the sofa and watch TV, go home for dinner every day, calculate my salary deposits to change cars, change houses, go to the cinema to watch a stupid American movie when I have a balance, go to see my parents with me on weekends, and allow classmates who bring their families Getting drunk together at parties, walking down the street singing loudly, having sex in every corner of the house behind closed doors."
"I know you can't understand a word, but this is the life I want, all my wishes, if I can find that person, I don't mind coming out..." Lin Yan suppressed the soreness in his throat, "But he can't... can't …”
"It can't be a dead person." Xiao Yu continued quietly.
"You like me, you like me more than anyone else, but I can't bear your liking, the price is too high..." Lin Yan covered his face with his hands, he didn't want Xiao Yu to see him in a mess, "The matter of Weiwei I won't ask any more, you can go."
"For the sake of being together for so many days, let me and my friend go." Lin Yan said with difficulty.
The person opposite was silent for a long time, as if he had thought a lot, and seemed to be persuading himself to make a major decision. Will he agree, will he agree? Lin Yan gritted his teeth and waited. He admitted that he was selfish, but now they have become targets for each other in the eyes of enemies in the dark. , stranger is the best way.
Xiao Yu opened his hand, brushed the corners of his eyes and cheeks with his cold fingertips, and nodded seriously for the first time. Lin Yan thought he would be sad, but the ghost was calm, as if it had been prepared, and called softly after a long while: "Lin Yan."
"I'll take you downstairs." Lin Yan said in a panic.
Xiao Yu smiled lightly, shook his head, brushed his lips lightly on Lin Yan's forehead, opened the bathroom door and walked out. The corridor was quiet and long, the ghost's back was exceptionally tall and straight, and the loose clothes fluttered in the wind, as if flying into a flock of fluffy white pigeons.
Lin Yan leaned against the wall and watched him quietly, as he walked further and further away, like a blurred scene in a movie, slowly disappearing into the background and out of sight.
"Goodbye." Lin Yan said silently, took out the crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit it with shaking hands, and took a deep puff.
For three days in a row, Lin Yan came to the hospital to take care of Weiwei every day, while the little Taoist priest and Yin Zhou went out every day to call for souls in all the places she had been to since the night of her birthday. According to the rules in the countryside, when children are frightened by dirty things, the adults will take the clothes and walk along the road walked by the lost soul while calling their names. They believe that when they are frightened, the soul of the person will leave the body and hear their name. Then he will return to his clothes and follow the soul-caller home.
He has always felt guilty towards Weiwei, whether Xiao Yu did it or not, he didn't dare to mention the matter of letting a girl go home alone in the middle of the night to Weiwei's father, he could only rely on staying in the hospital every day to pour water and peel apples make up.
Lin Yan carefully wiped off the remaining makeup on Weiwei's face with a tissue, and couldn't help but wait with bated breath. If that person was still there, he would definitely hold him with a pair of cold hands from behind... Lin Yan's arm froze in mid-air for a long time, There was no one around, the surrounding was quiet, Weiwei stared at him with dull eyes, the whole room seemed to be abandoned by the world, the loneliness made one's heart skip a beat.
Xiao Yu is gone, the paranoid, violent and gentle ghost who insists on taking him to another world to be his eternal companion has gone, and at the same time, the ghosts of the girl in red and grandma evaporate, and life returns to normal, except for Wei Wei. Wei was still lying on the bed, and the whereabouts of the temple owner was unknown. Everything was like a story with no ending, hanging there out of thin air, pale and weak, hanging with a breath, neither alive nor dead.
Lin Yan went home and cleaned up the living room. All the damaged items were packed and thrown into the trash can downstairs. The old books recording ancient Taoism were on the table intact. Lin Yan stared at the books that were still neatly stacked in the messy room, Suddenly he realized that Xiao Yu had been waiting for this day for a long time, he was already preparing to leave when he was still in a ignorance, and he even explained the funeral.
learn these...
If one day I go away...
Aren't you looking forward to...
Lin Yan stood by the table blankly recalling the memories, he thought, he finally succeeded, he finally used his indomitable perseverance and invincible courage to drive away a ghost waiting for love day and night.
When tidying up the bedroom, he opened the closet. The Hanfu was expensive and exquisite. Lin Yan hesitated for a long time, but he was not willing to move.
Afraid of being seen by his family, he took out the mortuary clothes from inside. The damp and bright red was very cold, and he had never looked at it carefully before. For the first time, he laid the clothes flat on the bed and checked every corner. In the past, the word "囍" wrapped in dark flower patterns inside the silk and satin was shocking. Lin Yan took photos of the details of the front and back of the mortuary clothes and sent them to the tutor online. Half an hour later, the QQ rang, and the tutor replied: "Nine inlays and nine rolling brocade borders made in the Ming Dynasty are used for weddings in the dark."
It was not just a funeral garment, it was the wedding dress of the deceased.
Lin Yan's whole body trembled heavily. The ghost came to marry him from the very beginning. Although there was no bride price, no flowers and candles, and no wedding room, he waited and guarded him with all his heart. Gentle broke into his life, a ghost who had been sleeping for a hundred years, with a heart that had been barren for too long, stood in front of him and said he wanted him.
Empty bathroom, kitchen, living room, empty home, two pillows on the bed, two pairs of slippers on the floor, and the light blue straight shoes that have just been replaced and haven't had time to wash, everything is repeating a sentence.
Things are different.
Lin Yan stood in front of the mirror and stared at his own shadow. He forgot to turn off the faucet, and the cold water rushed against the black tempered glass. After waiting for a long time, no one appeared. The ghost's departure was as silent as his arrival, like a melting spring snow, leaving no trace in his life.