Chapter Twenty-Five: Wandering
The loud music has been interfering with my train of thought, no matter whether the man sitting in front of me is Gu Liang or Gu Fan, I just want to return to my simple and peaceful life. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Zhang Meng's life is naturally worthy of sympathy, but in the face of such a terrifying world, I really can't do anything as an ordinary person.
"I'm going back, send me back right away." I mean it very seriously, because the pain and tiredness of my body have brought me close to the limit.
"I have good news and bad news, which would you like to hear?" Gu Fan seemed to say playfully, he didn't look very serious, and he didn't have Gu Liang's calm temperament at all.
I struggled to sit down in the chair next to him and watched him drink most of the beer in his hand.
"What's the good news?"
"Well, I'd better start with the bad news. I just can't get you out of here. But! The good news is that I can be with you for a while. ā
What's the good news, bad news? It's all bad news. I can't go out, what do I want him to do? Is it for him to stay and appreciate how I was tormented by the ghosts?
Maybe it was my angry expression that made him see what I thought, and the smile on the corner of Gu Fan's mouth was more like a mockery.
"Lu Wei, have you heard an old saying, called: You can't live if you do your own evil. If you don't take a good road, why do you have to choose to walk into the bookstore. Hey~~ You're like this now. He gestured my whole body up and down with his hands, and continued: "You can only grit your teeth and hold on, and when Liang finds one, he will be able to take you out." ā
Gu Fan shouldn't be joking with me, it seems that I can only accept this reality at the moment.
Picking up the beer that Zhang Meng had just bought on the table, I also took a big sip of the bottle, the wine was bold, and maybe I wouldn't be afraid of those horrible guys when I was drunk.
"Hiccup~~" I burped, my mind was a little dizzy, lying on the table with my arms on my pillow, and muttered in my mouth: "Gu Fan... What did you say the book I came from... ā
He didn't raise his head, just sat there and fiddled with his mobile phone: "This book is amazing, it seems that Yiyu really hates you, this is "Ghost Pupil" with an A-level background, the kind of horror theme. What you are in contact with now is only the tip of the iceberg, if you have been following Zhang Meng, you may be scared to death if you are not killed by ghosts in the future. ā
It may have been that the alcohol played a role, and I didn't even scream in a panic.
""Ghost Pupils, do you mean eyes?"
Gu Fan raised his head and looked at the crowd in the distance, as if something had attracted his attention, I looked over with my blurred eyes, and in the middle of the dance floor where the lights flickered, a tall blonde beauty was the most eye-catching.
Like a beast attracted by its prey, Gu Fan left his chair and walked straight towards the beauty.
Watching them dance from afar, I was a little red-faced. This Gu Fan must be a master of flirting with girls, sure enough, people are different, even if they are brothers who look the same, they are also good and bad.
I was too sleepy to think about anything more, so I fell asleep to the deafening music of the nightclub that night.
"Xiaowei, Xiaowei, wake up, it's dawn." Zhang Meng's call sounded in my ears, and I opened my hazy sleepy eyes and looked around.
It turned out that he was still in the world of "Ghost Pupil", and Gu Fan didn't know where he went. After a night's rest, I felt that I was in good shape, I stood up and stretched my waist, moved my legs and feet, and my injured knee seemed to be much better.
"What time is it?"
Zhang Meng looked down at his phone: "It's half past eight, I'm going to be late for work, this is the key to my house, if you don't have a place to go, go home and wait for me first." ā
I looked at the old doorkeys she had placed on the table, staring blankly for a long time, until Zhang Meng hurriedly left me, and I didn't react.
First of all, I seem to have forgotten the way to her house, and secondly, I don't want to go back to a house with a ghost in the washing machine even during the day.
"Hey, hey! Zhang Meng! - "Limp and hurriedly run out of the nightclub to find her whereabouts.
The dazzling sunlight outside made me feel dazzled, and I blocked the morning light with my hands, and I could see the situation on the street between my fingers.
Zhang Meng had long since disappeared into the crowd.
Well, I was unlucky to be alone again, wandering blankly through the queue of my peers rushing to work, and I was so out of place.
I don't have any friends in my world, I don't even have a job or a home in someone else's world, it's really relaxing.
laughed at his situation all the way, and when he was tired, he found a wooden chair facing the street to rest for a while.
"Little girl, are you waiting for someone?" A lady with a vegetable basket in her hand sat next to me.
I looked her up and down, a lady about sixty years old, with a somewhat plump body, and her white and fat cheeks were very kind.
Shaking my head with a smile, I replied simply, "No, I'm tired of walking and take a break." ā
"Oh~ I see, I'm sitting here waiting for my old man, I bought too many things early in the morning to take them back." The eldest lady said as she showed me her results.
What eggs, shallots, lettuce, radish, green pepper, dried tofu...
After listening to her detailed introduction, I actually wrote down the prices of the dishes in the morning market, and I was also amazed by the super strong memory ability of the eldest lady.
It didn't take long for a gray-haired uncle to come to us, and I couldn't help but sigh when I saw them happily supporting each other and leaving my side.
The long road of life is only to find one person to spend the rest of his life with.
Looking at their backs and gradually walking away, I suddenly realized! That uncle's feet...
How can it be? I rubbed my eyes vigorously and looked more closely.
It's really a footless person, and it's transparent from the ankle down.
Ghost? Can ghosts wander the streets in broad daylight? The world is really terrible.
"What are you running around about?" Gu Fan's voice sounded in my ears, and I shouted in horror.
"That, that, that, that..." Gu Fan glanced in my direction and said lightly: "Hell, it's not like you haven't seen it, you will always encounter it here." ā
"Don't they all show up at night?"
"Who told you?"
"Isn't it?" The abnormal worldview finds me incomprehensible.
Gu Fan sat on the bench, very close to me, with his arms around my shoulders, looking up at the blue sky.
"That guy says your world is good, and the stories about you will be full of flowers, and the guy says your stories are horrible, and you will live in hell, and I hate him all the time, but there is nothing I can do." Gu Fan's words revealed a kind of helplessness, I don't know who 'that guy' is in his mouth.
"That guy..." I shifted my body away from Gu Fan's arm.
"Hiding from me? Am I scary? You won't know that guy, because so far only Liang has been qualified to communicate with him. ā
Looking at the face that was exactly the same as Gu Liang, my heart was still full of many questions about the matter between their brothers.