The first time in my life I hit a ghost was when I took the initiative to run into someone's car, and the cold aura enveloped me, and I couldn't control all my limbs. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahhh ―――――― "Screaming from the bottom of my heart is the last thing I can do.

Su Yu's two hands on the steering wheel suddenly slammed into my neck, and cold fingers like withered branches poked at my throat, and I felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe.

"Hmm..." It hurts, and tears slide down the corners of his eyes. My hands were smothering at the ghost hands that were suffocating me. Who's going to save me, Gu Liang! ―――――― called his name in his heart, hoping that a miracle would happen.

I could feel that it wasn't a nightmare to wake up from at any time, that I was really going to die. The hand, which was gradually losing consciousness, was unable to resist any longer, and it seemed that he could only accept such an outcome.

Well? My fingers seemed to touch the cold car door clasp next to me. I pushed open the door with the last bit of strength, and the howling wind blew into the carriage in an instant, and Su Yu stared at me with a hideous look without a trace of pity or sympathy.

In my panic, I tried to stay out of her control and leaned back, glad that the car I was walking on was not fast. Stumbling into a ditch on the side of the road, my consciousness finally stayed at that moment.

The cold, the aches and pains are real, and it doesn't take my heart off because I don't belong here. When I opened my eyes, the dawn of the sunrise shone on the earth, and it seemed that the terrifying ghost encounter had passed.

The cotton clothes on my body were scraped a few holes, revealing the white cotton wool inside, the corners of my mouth and cheeks seemed to be a little bruised, and I barely stood up to find that the knee of my left leg was also very painful, I am afraid that it was twisted.

Dragging a heavy leg, step by step, continue on this winding and rugged country road.

Now I really have to think about what I can do to get back into my own world. I don't know how many years it is, what would happen if I found myself at this time? My mind became more and more chaotic, because there were too many things that Gu Liang hadn't had time to tell me.

"Suddenly..." I looked back at the sound of a civilian walk-behind tractor. A red, somewhat buried car was moving towards me, and an elderly uncle was sitting on it.

It's going to be clear in broad daylight, and I'm not going to hit the ghost again this time.

When my uncle saw me like this, he readily agreed to take me to the nearest town.

The crowded streets, the bustling town, this is already a suburb. I boarded an intercity bus and looked blankly at everything around me, hoping for a familiar figure to appear in front of me.

"Xiaowei... Is it really you? "A sudden sound woke me up from my slumber.

It turned out that I had fallen asleep in my seat before I knew it, and a young girl in a pale yellow down jacket next to me called my name.

I'm sure I don't know her, but she looks so familiar that I can't tell where I've seen her again.

"I'm Xiaowei, are you..."

"I'm Zhang Meng! Second uncle's sister Mengmeng, have you forgotten? Didn't we meet at the wedding when my eldest cousin got married last year? ”

Looking at her with a confused expression, my mind raced through thoughts.

Who is it? Zhang Meng! I don't know any Zhang Meng, and I don't have a so-called big cousin. Last year... What year was last year??

The girl put her hands on the chairs in front of me and began to talk about the relationship between the characters of a family.

"Uncle and aunt are in good health? They don't come to the provincial capital for a year, why did you come all of a sudden? Is it a work affair or... wouldn't it be a target? ”

Listening to her questions and answers for a long time, I thought she might be the hero of this story, otherwise why would I have a new identity out of thin air.

Just like in the story of "Camellia Cold", I was always a policewoman.

"I've been experiencing something recently, so I want to come to the provincial capital for a few days." Just find a reason to test this Zhang Meng's personality.

"Where are you staying? Looking for a hotel! ”

I nodded.

"Don't, you go up to me, I live alone now, and there are no outsiders at home." She actually took the initiative to invite me, maybe whether she can leave or not has a lot to do with this girl.

The bus arrived, and I followed her out of the car.

"Xiaowei, what's wrong with your clothes? And your face, I didn't have a good time to ask, did something happen to you? She asked, looking at my messy clothes.

I don't think I need to tell her about the ghost, don't let her feel scared too.

"It's okay, I fell on the way here, but my leg hurts a little, just rub some medicine on my face."

Zhang Meng held my arm, and the two girls walked slowly on the way to her house.

I am not very familiar with the urban area where she lives, because on weekdays, I am only walking on my own trajectory at three o'clock and one line, home-company-fast food restaurant, and now there is indeed an extra branch line to the bookstore.

An old building from the 80s stands not far ahead, and looking at the direction she looks, I guess that's where she lives.

"Your legs are inconvenient, let's go up the stairs slowly." The way she cared about me warmed my heart, what a nice cousin, if everything was really good.

At the door of the old and somewhat broken unit, I looked inside, there were a lot of sundries piled up in the dark corridor, water tanks, cabbage, green onions, bicycles, etc., leaving not a lot of space to walk, Zhang Meng held my hand in front of me, and I could only hold on to the staircase railing with one hand and move up slowly.

On the fourth floor, she took out her portkey and stopped by a silver-gray iron door covered with various small posters.

I stood a short distance away and watched her open the door, when I noticed that the palms of my hands holding the railing had turned black.

How long has it been since this old building has not been cleaned? I came here to serve the people, at least wipe their handrails clean.

"Xiaowei, come in, it's cold in the corridor." Zhang Meng beckoned to me in front of the door.

I smiled and waved at her the palm of my hand that I wanted to bury as much as I wanted.

She laughed along with me.

It's a small dwelling that's not spacious enough, and you can see almost the entire layout when you step through the door. A small window more than a meter wide faces the door, and under the eaves is a single bed, a two-seater fabric sofa and dining table are placed together. Thankfully, kitchens and separate bathrooms are available.

"Don't look at my place as small, but it's all in the right place. There is also a washing machine and a water heater in the bathroom, you change my clothes first, and then take the dirty ones to wash first. Zhang Meng said as he picked up a few socks that were thrown at random on the ground.

Although I am also a girl living by myself, it is really much better than her living environment.

Sitting on her couch, I stared blankly at everything around me, maybe I'd stay here until I found a way to leave.