Chapter 13: Some Plays Are Not for the Living (2)

Just when I thought I was going to be captured by a ghost and used as a stand-in, a hand reached out in front of me, a miserable white hand, the roots of my nails faintly glowing blue, and a pair of old but brand new shoes stood in front of me, I stopped sobbing and slowly raised my head to see that the man was not my dead grandfather.

"Xiaoqing, why are you so naughty, you can't do this next time. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "is still the same as the kind voice of grandpa in the dream, and I suddenly feel a lot more relieved."

"Follow that firefly home!" he said, pointing to the firefly that came out of nowhere. I saw it flying in the night sky, and as it flew, it emitted a brief flash. I thanked my grandfather gratefully and ran away with the firefly.

The sky is adorned with jewel-like stars, and on the hazy fields, countless fireflies flicker and flicker to the corners of the fields, like strings and rows of colored lanterns, woven into countless criss-crossing ribbons. I heard the crisp sound of grass, the floating lotus water, and the natural scent of wildflowers, and I knew that I had left the stage and was approaching my grandmother's house.

Suddenly, the firefly vanished. Just as I was looking around, I was gently pushed on the back, I didn't adjust my mentality for a while, my heart trembled, my feet went weak, and I fell to my knees.

People are unlucky, fall to the sky and break their noses. It was really a house leak that happened to rain overnight, and the boat was late and encountered a head wind. A man, so dark, so late, had just been so frightened by blood, and now even the only little hope was gone before my eyes. And I felt cold in my heart, and cold sweat broke out on my back. This reaction was completely instinctive, and at that moment, it was as if someone was standing behind me and looking at me. My scalp was numb, and the hairs on my back were falling from the trees. The atmosphere around was eerie......

At this time, a voice suddenly appeared behind me, the voice was very deep and ethereal, "Come and play with me! Come here!" I didn't dare to turn around, I had just escaped death. With the courage he had left, he shouted, "Who?" but, except for the gentle wind blowing quietly, there was silence all around. There are only shadows elongated by the dead trees next to them, or shadows that rise into the air from the ground up.

Things will never go according to my thoughts, suddenly a small hand as white as white paper put on my shoulder, suddenly felt that the shoulder was cold and cold, I subconsciously glanced at it, and a little boy figure faintly flashed behind me. I couldn't see the child's eyes clearly, but I could only know by feeling that those eyes were dull and dull, and that they had lost the grayness of life. The child's body was surrounded by a hazy smoke screen, and the blur made people feel like a dream.

I didn't want to look any further, so I simply looked away. However, his eyes could not be removed uncontrollably, and his gaze returned to the little boy.

My wrist was firmly grasped by a hand, a pale and almost transparent hand. At the same time, a face was half-peeled off, an eye hung on the face, and the horrible face with the head half-broken filled my field of vision, and a fishy smell stimulated my senses, and at the same time, the whole body was pressed against something, so heavy, so heavy......

It's so uncomfortable, it's so uncomfortable, and the thought of breaking free from it takes over everything in me.

I opened my mouth to ask for help, but immediately, my mouth seemed to be sealed by something, and I couldn't move. The body is getting heavier and heavier, and under the intermingling of pain and fear, little by little the only remaining consciousness is gradually collapsing, slowly being separated, and the original feeling of the soul being withdrawn is so terrible.

Just as I was half-aware and half-blurred, a strange figure slowly approached my direction......

I panicked and tried to struggle, only to find that my body was not yet under my control. I wanted to open my eyes, but something held down my eyelids, and I tried very hard to open a small slit.

I'm trying hard to see who is in front of me. Slowly raised his head, and met the picturesque face and the mocking look in his eyes, noble as a god, handsome facial features, it seemed that every place was carefully carved by God, it seemed that when he saw him, all people could not simulate. His black hair was scattered in the wind, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind.........

However, the unthinkable happened, and the moment he got closer, all the gravity in my body vanished, and I felt like my body was full of vitality again. I quickly stood up, tried to wave away the beautiful scenery in front of me, retracted my mind to sober up, and ran in the direction of home without looking back at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, I was afraid that I would not know what to happen in the next second.

A wisp of wind blew, and the man stood in the wind, looking towards a certain place as if he were nothing, his gaze stayed in a certain direction, dressed in handsome white, with an innate noble temperament, covering the endless gloom on his face, and his eyes were full of helplessness, self-blame and pain.

"Autumn comes and ends prosperously, turning to the end of the world. If so, it's a sunny day. Sorrowful thoughts came out of his thin lips, and his voice was magnetic and gentle.

"Don't forget who you are now. As soon as he finished speaking, a cold voice sounded, like a warning of a thousand years of ice. A man dressed in black walked towards him, his smooth and fair face, revealing a cold and angular handsomeness, dark and deep eyes, glowing with charming color, thick eyebrows, a tall nose, and a beautiful lip shape, all of which exuded nobility and elegance. He is indifferent and does not like to talk. His dark eyes were filled with anger.

"Okay!" seemed to complain of his own anguish, and the man in white disappeared into the night, as if the breeze was blowing, as if he had never appeared.

The man in black just shook his head helplessly, and disappeared into the night with a gust of breeze. In the hazy moonlight, there were not a few stars in sight. The night, revealing an infinite darkness, stretched into the distance, far away.

It seemed like a century had passed, and I ran back to my grandmother's house with all my might. It was a terrible night, and I quickly washed my feet and went straight into the bed.

My grandmother noticed my actions and asked me what was wrong. I just shook my head and hid in the quilt, and after a while, a voice came from the quilt: "Grandma, what if you encounter something dirty outside?" Grandma touched my head and smiled at me, "I heard the older generation say that wormwood has the effect of warding off evil spirits." If you encounter something dirty outside, isn't there a lot of wormwood in the field, and you won't be afraid to smash it directly at the ghost. ”

Although I didn't fully believe my grandmother's words, I nodded and lay coquettishly in my grandmother's arms, feeling a lot more relieved.

Everyone, no matter how terrible things are, have the desire to live, this is the nature of every life, and it is also the most primitive idea of life!