"Chris! Wake up, what's wrong with you!"
An Ning kept pushing and shoving the man on top of her, and the sound of the piano began to become chaotic, as if someone was smashing the black and white keys with both hands, and the screams tormented An Ning's eardrums.
But she didn't give up easily. Instead, she helped up the fainted Chris, put one of his hands on her shoulder, helped him to the edge of the bed, and let him lie down.
Hearing the ear-piercing sound of the piano and screams, An Ning finally couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted angrily, "Shut up! It's so noisy!"
As soon as her roar fell, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and even the woman's crazy screams disappeared. This kind of supernatural scene did not scare her. On the contrary, the behavior of Chris being controlled and almost jumping off the building scared her. The soul flew away.
An Ning frowned, and looked around, the light purple veil was blown up by the wind blowing in from the window, the potted flowers were also blown to the ground, and the ceramics were broken into pieces.
"I don't know who you are, what's your purpose, what did you do to my boyfriend?!"
She once heard a sentence from her most trusted partner.
"An Ning, in fact, many ghosts turned into evil ghosts, it was not their intention. Even I couldn't bear the sorrow and pain they suffered during their lifetime."
So, she didn't have much hostility towards this invisible female ghost. She wanted to target herself, no problem, but why did she want to kill Chris? !
The hand beside An Ning was clenched violently. She pursed her lips and said loudly, "Why don't you speak? Miss, you want to harm me. I can do whatever you want, but I'm sorry, you shouldn't have touched me." Touched people!"
A miserable laugh was mixed with a hoarse voice: "Shouldn't touch it? You broke into my room, and you still won't allow me to drive you out?!"
"Where's Allen?! Where's Allen?! Why didn't he come tonight!"
The woman cried and laughed frantically, like a lunatic: "It's you, right? This man has a strong ability to exorcise demons. Did he get Allen's key by force?!"
"And you too, you are his girlfriend? Huh? Then I don't want you to be together anymore!"
"All lovers should be damned! Damn it! Why, why can you be happy and be with the one you love, why can't I?! Eh? Is it because I am not as good as that woman?"
"Or is it that my talent is weaker than hers? What is she better than me? Isn't it because the family has more money than me?"
An Ning finally heard the most important content from her words, it seems that it is really as she guessed. Before Chris set off here, he had told her about Ellen and his first girlfriend.
It seems that what he investigated is all true.
Ellen's first love was really dead. She looked around. She was also a woman, and she could see the decoration of the room at a glance. Only girls would dress up their bedroom like this.
Her name seems to be Molly? The surname Chris didn't tell her, but she went to Wikipedia to search for relevant information during her visit to Phillips' house.
It is true that a well-known pianist in the world committed suicide not long ago. He died in his own residence. When he was found, his body was already decomposed.
It is said that on the floor of the room where she usually practices the piano, there are many piano scores scattered on the paper. There are some scores written with pens on the paper, each of which is a beautiful piece of emotion.
There is a signature on every piece of paper, and these songs are all written to the same person.
Phillips Allen.
An Ning breathed a sigh of relief when she confirmed that Chris had just fainted and nothing serious happened.
However, the most troublesome thing now is this female ghost who has a strong resentment. A talented performer, well-known internationally, indeed, such a girl is very good.
Such a woman is Alan's first love girlfriend. Seeing that she composed so many songs for her boyfriend, it can be seen that the relationship is definitely deep.
Because of the situation in the Phillips family, the couple had to separate, and she was very sorry, but this was not the reason for her to hurt Chris.
An Ning raised her head and said coldly: "Miss Molly, you are already dead, so you should go where you should go."
She saw Alan sitting in the yard just now, with his spirit absorbed and dejected, he leaned over there like a lifeless dry bone.
"It's also because of you that Mr. Allen became what he is now."
She sat by the bed, watched Chris quietly, and said lightly: "Your soul is too hostile. As a ghost, if you stay by Alan's side all the time, your soul will take his Essence becomes nourishment and is sucked away.”
"In short, if you don't leave Allen, he will die immediately." An Ning's hand grabbed Chris's hand, "I don't think you want him to die, do you?"
Molly's voice disappeared, and even the cold aura disappeared completely. Just when An Ning thought she had left the room, a barefoot woman stepped on the carpet and stood in front of her.
The long golden curly hair hangs down to the waist, a pair of deep gray eyes, bloodless lips, strong sadness and hatred in the brows and eyes, and a pair of jade hands beside her are as beautiful as if they were made by God.
Such a hand, used to play the piano, is simply a beautiful visual enjoyment.
"What qualifications do you have to accuse me, eh? Miss, I don't think there is anyone in this world who can hinder me from being with Allen."
She waved her hands and roared with grief: "Do you know how much I love him?"
"I love him. I love him so much that I don't need my own life. I love him so much that every time I put my hands on the keys, my mind is full of his figure, his face, and every move he makes."
Molly clasped her hands on her chest and closed her eyes.
Those two lines of tears slid down from the corners of her eyes. She trembled her lips and continued to say: "Without Alan, I would not be able to write so many beautiful songs. Without him, it would be tantamount to losing my life."
"But, why, why did God treat me like this? He just separated us two? Even now, we have finally been together, and you have appeared! You are trying to separate us again!"
"I tell you, this is impossible! Now, no one can tear us apart!"
Molly's delicate and pretty face instantly distorted. She opened her mouth, and a cloud of familiar black air spewed out from her mouth. The whites of those eyes, which were originally black and white, were quickly taken over by bright red!
The voice also changed from soft to hoarse.
"Did you know that the person who wanted to tear us apart had already jumped from this window and fell to his death! Hahahaha, today, the two of you don't want to escape this fate!"
"Go to hell with me!"
Before An Ning had time to persuade Molly, her vision went dark and she lost consciousness!
No! To be precise, she could still feel her limbs, she could feel that her legs were moving in one direction, but she couldn't control them to stop.
Her heart flustered.
Originally, she wanted to use her mouth to persuade Molly to come back, but who knew, she couldn't even open her mouth now.
If she guessed correctly, her state at this time should be exactly the same as Chris just now, but now, Chris is still in a coma, if she has no one to help hold her back, then she will undoubtedly die tonight.
Like the exorcist in Molly's mouth, he would jump out of the window and fall to his death.
All the sensations of the body are present, and it is not my brain that controls them, but Molly.
This might be the most desperate thing. I saw myself walking towards the window step by step, and then jumped down, feeling the terrifying weightlessness and the sound of my head exploding when it hit the ground.
What was An Ning thinking at this time? There was a blank in her mind.
At most, she was panicked, but she wasn't scared at all. For some reason, the person she thought of now was not herself, but Chris lying on the bed.
If you ask her if she regrets rushing to save Chris, she definitely doesn't regret it.
It can only be said that the current situation has exceeded what she can bear. With her strength, she cannot help Chris, and even put her own life in it.
Didn't everyone say that the power of language is very powerful
It seemed that her powers of persuasion, as well as her ability to touch people's hearts, were still immature.
Stepping on the soft carpet on the ground, Molly's crazy laughter lingered in his ears: "Hahahaha! How about it, this feeling! The fear of stepping towards death, ah—"
what it looks like.
An Ning thought helplessly that such an excellent and talented performer had turned into this.
Do something like this to someone who wants to get her out of the swamp.
Just when she didn't know what to do next, suddenly, her legs stopped in place, a warm current flowed quickly from her neck into her limbs, and the darkness in front of her eyes disappeared instantly.
"What? How come!"
An Ning seemed to have thought of something, took out the necklace around her neck, looked at the object wrapped in an unknown crystal, and recalled a sentence her grandfather had said to herself.
"Grandpa, what is this?"
"Girl, this necklace is something your parents left you. Remember, you must carry it with you. Don't lose it or take it off."
"You don't want to inherit the family business. It's okay. Grandpa will protect you in the future. As long as you have this necklace, you will not be in danger."
Molly gritted her teeth and shouted, "Tsk, you actually carry such a powerful treasure that can completely remove my control over you!" She spoke super fast as if she couldn't believe it.
"This man, if he hadn't weakened his defense against me, I wouldn't be able to control his body so easily!"
An Ning looked at the cracked metal disc on the ground. After hearing what she said, she knew that Chris should have wanted to persuade Molly. Maybe after hearing her complaints, his heart softened. It was just taken advantage of.
An Ning touched the pendant on her neck, her eyelids drooped.
"I have a friend who has met too many miserable people than you."
She said calmly, as if this female ghost named Molly was not an evil ghost, but an ordinary woman, the panic and despair in her heart gradually dissipated.
"What's the reason why you stay in this world and don't want to go back to the underworld? Miss Molly."
An Ning calmed down, and said in a compelling tone, "Do you want to be with Allen forever? In your current form."
She took a deep breath, looked at Chris who was sleeping on the bed, her gaze was softer than ever before: "If it were me, I would never stay by Chris' side."
"I will go where I should go, so that Chris can live better in this world and enjoy his life until he dies, and I will meet him again in the underworld."
"Even if we all drank Mengpo soup by then, I believe that he and I will still meet and fall in love again."