I......

Who am I?

The mechanical alarm clock at the head of the bed pointed to eight o'clock in the morning, and the young man sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about the question.

My name is ...... I am 17 years old and born on June 17, 1994......

That's how it should be.

He blinked, feeling a little silly. Who in this world can't even remember their name?

The minute hand on the alarm clock has passed "10". Luo Xiang looked at it for a moment and felt as if he had forgotten something.

He seemed to have a dream last night, in which he went to reincarnate after he died, but there was a little Lori in a dress jumping on the grave and waking him up. Later, the little sister seemed to follow him all the way home, maybe like described in some novels, is now asleep in his bed, and when she wakes up, she will look at him with a shy face, "Huh, you have to be responsible for others"......

He glanced back at the bed—of course, he didn't see anything.

Young people don't dream all day.

He felt cold. Strange to say, it was obviously just the content of a dream, but when he woke up, he was actually dressed in a neat coat, and there was still a lot of dirt and grass roots on his clothes and the bed he was lying on. It's incredible......

Luo Xiang had a sense of foreboding.

Before he could figure out what was going on, the wooden door of the bedroom was suddenly knocked on by a "clang", and a sweet voice shouted outside: "Fugui, Fugui, get up!"

…… Nightmare come true.

Luo Xiang opened the door. Sure enough, it was the girl in yesterday's dream, she was still wearing the black dress in the cemetery, and she was looking up at him with a bounced face. Compared with the night, she looks more beautiful during the day, the shoulder-length black hair is full of liveliness, and the little white and red face is still a little baby fat, the most attractive thing is the pair of smart eyes, flickering as if you want to suck your whole person into her pair of black jade-like pupils.

"Fugui Fugui, I'm hungry, you go buy me some breakfast! There's a market selling breakfast outside this alley, right? I can smell the fragrance! And oh, do you have a computer? I'll book two train tickets later, and I'll take you back to the clan......

Luo Xiang looked down at her in silence, not knowing where to complain first. It's really strange, he's also a virgin who has been single for seventeen years, and it stands to reason that he suddenly got in touch with such a beautiful girl, even if he didn't get a big beast immediately, he should blush and heartbeat to be polite. But he couldn't tell what was wrong with him, but his heart was cold, calm like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations.

He thought about it for a long time and decided to explain things one by one first.

"I'm not called Fugui. He said.

"Oh, you don't like this name......" Fang Xiaoling spoke very well, "Then let's call it Daqiang!

Oh, Daqiang is not bad, is it!

Luo Xiang made a straight face: "My name is Luo Xiang." Luoshen's Luo, Guo Xiang's Xiang. ”

"I know. Fang Xiaoling said.

"You know?"

"It's all written on the award certificate you posted in the living room!" Fang Xiaoling stretched out his hand and pointed into the room, "But it doesn't matter. You were called whatever you were alive, but now you are my ghoul, I am your master, and you have to call you whatever I ask you to ...... called!

"What do you mean by 'before death'?" Luo Xiang's head was full of black lines, "I'm alive now, okay!"

Fang Xiaoling glanced at him and sighed deeply:

"Occasionally, there will be people like you who can't see reality clearly. Listen to me, young man, and let everything that has passed away. If you dwell on the past, it will be a disservice to yourself and to the people who loved you in the past. Serving me well as a ghoul in the future is also a way for you to realize the value of life, ahhh

"You're old-fashioned, so how old are you?"

"It doesn't matter how old I am. Fang Xiaoling said with a heartfelt voice, "The important thing is that I will grow up again in the future, and you will never be able to stay at this age in the future." ”

As a male who has not yet finished puberty, Luo Xiang subconsciously glanced at her flat chest, thinking that it was good that she was sitting on the tombstone yesterday, if she stood next to the tombstone, Luo Xiang would not think that she was another tombstone.

That's it...... There's no possibility of growing up, right?

"So you mean I'm a dead man now?" he asked.

"Of course, I don't believe you touch yourself!"

Fang Xiaoling said let him "touch it himself", but she took the initiative to hold her soft little hands, which were full of warm breath, so that Luo Xiang, who had been cold through his body from yesterday to now, and couldn't even find the slightest comfort on the radiator, finally had a feeling of comfort.

"Look, you're so cold, how can you be a living person!" Fang Xiaoling glanced at him, "You've long been a corpse!"

Corpse?

Am I a corpse?

In an instant, the words of the driver from last night came to mind. Luo Xiang's misty brain finally retrieved some memories that had been blocked behind the thick fog.

Fang Xiaoling was still talking over there: "...... Thankfully, this girl arrived in time, and although it was too late to prevent this tragedy, in a sense, turning you into a ghoul would be a way to save your life, right?

"I thank you Thirteen Masters!" Luo Xiang said coldly, "Lao Tzu committed suicide!"

……

There are many reasons for a person to commit suicide, some people are ruined because their company is bankrupt, and some people are martyred because they were dumped by their loved ones...... And the reason for Luo Xiang's suicide is very complicated. From a normal person's point of view, he didn't experience anything big enough to make the whole person collapse instantly, but countless sad little things gathered together and unconsciously put him on that path.

At the beginning, although Luo Xiang's family was not very happy, it was also very lively. In addition to his parents, he also has a pair of twin sisters, and because of these two sisters, he lost five points in the only child bonus when he took the high school entrance examination. Although the relationship between brother and sister is not as strong as that written in some light novels, it is still passable. In the year of parting, the two younger sisters also reached the age of high school, and most of the time they saw him were a blank eye, but occasionally came to him to teach difficult math problems. Anyway, after teaching, there is no reward as usual, let alone a kiss, and there is not even a single candy to eat. I can't be angry after wasting my time, not because Luo Xiang is a good person, a good and generous brother, but because he can't beat the two sisters who learn taekwondo.

If the days pass like this, with Luo Xiang's results, he should be able to be admitted to a good key university. After graduating, I got a job, changed jobs a few times, settled in a second-tier city, married a wife and had children, and after many years, I became a bad old man with a fairly comfortable life. But God may think that a smooth life is not to his taste, and he always likes to add some spices to it.

So in the first semester of Luoxiang High School, the family fell apart due to a cheating incident.

After numerous quarrels and fights, the parents agreed to divorce. The property was divided in two, and the children were also divided in two. The twin sisters were taken away by their parents, one went to the countryside of Lanling, and the other went to Quancheng. On the day of separation, the three brothers and sisters hugged each other tightly, and even Luo Xiang himself couldn't remember how many years they hadn't hugged. The sisters wept in his arms, but Luo Xiang didn't shed a single tear. It was only when he watched the two adults each lead a child and go their separate ways away that his eyes moistened uncontrollably.

The children were divided into two, but Luo Xiang, as the "superfluous" one, was left behind. His father hated him because Luo Xiang stood up to fight his mother and little sisters when his father tried to beat him up in his anger, and his mother hated him because he didn't hide her affair. Since then, Luo Xiang has become a child who does not love his mother and is about to become an adult, and he still lives in the house shared by his parents, and the two adults will provide him with 400 yuan each month in addition to tuition fees. Eight hundred yuan, in Lanling City, where the consumption level is not high, it is okay to save money and spend it. As for their threat of "settling the rent for you when you work", we can only wait until later.

He lived alone in the house for a year.

At school, he didn't show any abnormalities, and he was still the passerby boy whose grades were okay. Most of the time, I bury my head in homework and all kinds of test papers that high school students can never finish, and occasionally talk and laugh with my classmates and say a few witty words. Back at home, one cooks, eats alone, one person finishes homework late at night, checks the doors, windows and lights, and one quietly goes to sleep.

Except for the 800 yuan fixed on the account at the beginning of each month, no one cared about him, and no one cared about him, and he had been paying the phone bill on time, but he and his parents and two sisters had not spoken on the phone for months. The time of separation is autumn and winter, and in the blink of an eye, it is the season again.

On November 29, the family had just turned one year old. On this day, Luo Xiang was criticized by the hysterical head teacher at school, and stood on the playground with a sign with words on it for a physical education class. The classmates are training for next year's college entrance examination sports, passing in front of him round after circle. When the girl he liked set her eyes on him for the third time, Luo Xiang's heart was desolate.

When Luo Xiang returned home that night, he didn't cook his own noodles for the first time, but had a luxury and went out to buy his favorite beef fried noodles. When the hour hand pointed to nine o'clock, he stood alone at the landline of the telephone, not waiting for anyone to contact him.

So he put on his coat, checked the doors, windows, and lights of the house one last time, and left the heated room and walked out into the dark street.

In the words of "The Devotion of Suspect X", "He has no nostalgia left." There's no reason to die, there's no reason to live, that's all."

…… It was supposed to be like this.

"So you mean, I can't die even if I want to, do you?"

When he said this, Luo Xiang was using the kitchen knife that he had sharpened with a whetstone some time ago to scratch back and forth on his wrist like a saw, and seeing that it was useless, he slashed a few more times, and couldn't help but be stunned when he picked it up. The kitchen knife had been curled, and there was nothing left on his wrist except a faint white mark.

Luo Xiang stared at the white seal for a long time, and then turned to Fang Xiaoling, who was embarrassed on the side.

“…… Come on, I didn't hear what you just said, please repeat it to me. ”

He said "calmly."