It's a strange feeling, there's a me lying on the ground, there's a me standing here, this brainy uncle squatting next to me on the ground, looking up and talking to me who is standing, it's just ...... I can't really put it into words. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info is incredible.

Oh my God, this brain-piercing uncle now lowered his head to look at me lying on the ground, and there was a bigger hole in the back of his head, through which I could even see my face lying on the ground. This big hole in the back of my uncle's head is actually through the small hole in front of me, my aunt of my mother's third sister-in-law, I'm living hell, this is a real ghost, there is such a big hole in the head, this is a real brain hole, my God. I'm going to faint, I'm going to faint, I'm going to wake up, it's a scary dream.

The colleagues in the company all stood from a distance and watched me lying on the ground, and they didn't see this brainy uncle at all. In this way, the dream is quite real.

In my dreams, they should listen to me, "Hey, Lao Wang, come here, take this brainy uncle away from me, hey, you Lao Wang, you are still so disobedient in my dreams." ”

"Little ghost, don't toss, you're dead, now you're a ghost like me, don't be sad, there's nothing wrong with being a ghost." Speaking of this, Uncle Brain Hole looked around for a while, pointed to the company's front desk Miss Huang and said, "Look, that beauty, wearing sexy black stockings, you can usually look at her legs like this, right?" Okay now, I'll take you to her house at night to visit her bath, I've seen it several times, and I'll tell you, that figure, tsk, I'm really sorry for my eyes if I don't look at it. ”

As he spoke, Uncle Brain Hole floated to Miss Huang's side, stared at Miss Huang's chest and said to me, "Look, you don't have to be beaten when you look at her chest so closely, you didn't have such treatment before, you see, I can still catch ...... Forget it, it's still not good to play hooligan in the daytime, so I'll take you to her house at night and teach you well. ”

I looked carefully at the people around me, and then at the date displayed on the computer, April 1, 2013? Monday? Are you kidding? What about the days of my date with the goddess? Where did March 31st go? Did I fall asleep? April 1st April Fool's Day, these guys playing with me? But this acting is too good, it's so realistic, it can be used to win awards. Is it possible? Am I really dead?

"Don't think about it, you're really dead, and now you're a ghost like me, although I also understand that it will be difficult for you to accept it for a while, but this is already an irreversible fact, I advise you to face the reality as soon as possible, so as not to be unlucky in hindsight." In fact, I see that you have good qualifications, ordinary people have to die for seven days to be able to leave the body, some even longer, and you only died for a day, you can stand here and talk to me, it's really rare, I want to take you as a disciple, pass on your ghost arts, I don't know what you think? Uncle Brain Hole patted me on the shoulder and said.

At this time, I really believe Uncle Brain's words, am I really not human anymore? Even if it's April Fool's Day, my colleagues make fun of me, it's impossible to find a guy who is exactly like me to lie here and pretend to be dead, how can there be a person who is exactly like me? It's unbelievable that he's so good at pretending to be dead. In addition, even if they want to celebrate April Fool's Day on a whim, they won't let me be the protagonist, so why should I be the protagonist? Ay!

But then again, this brain-hole uncle is not scientific, he just seemed to say that it takes seven days for ordinary people to leave their souls. That's not right, people say that the seventh day is the night of the soul, and it should be the soul coming back from the outside, right? He also said that he wanted to teach me ghost arts,.

"Don't doubt me, young man, since you now believe that you are dead, and that you have become a dead ghost like me, I am not afraid to give you a good introduction to what is going on with us." Uncle Brain looked at me affectionately and said.

He even knows what's going on in my heart? It's incredible. Why? Have a narrator? Or did I give subtitles to everything I thought? Acting in a movie?

"Is it strange? I don't know how I know what you're thinking, do I? Haha, you don't know much about our world, you still scold me for having no brains, I'll remember this account for you first, and I'll settle it with you later. I'll first introduce you to what our ghosts are all about, you're new here, but you have something to learn. But it's not comfortable to say here, after all, it's a long story. Let's go to the café across the road, the environment is not bad, at least it's much stronger than yours, there should be no one at this time, there should be a lot of empty seats, let's go there and sit, I'll introduce you to this ghost world, by the way, I will introduce you to the skills of the teacher. Uncle Brain shook his head and pointed to the café opposite, and said happily.

As soon as he turned his head, I saw the big hole in the back of his head again, and although it was not as unrelenting as it was at first glance, it was still shocking. Despite this, I still had the courage to take a closer look at the inside of the cave, and sure enough, I didn't see any brains, it was hollow, and there seemed to be nothing.

But I don't really care about how big his brain is right now, and what's in it.

After gradually calming down, I began to think that all this should be a dream, I am a good person, no illness or disaster, and I have an appointment with the goddess to have dinner together, and I have just paid my salary, how can I suddenly die before I have time to spend my flowers? There's no reason, right? It's not scientific, is it? What's even more unscientific is the brain-hole uncle in front of me, and I don't know if he is a real ghost or a hallucination in my dream.

In short, it all seemed too much like a dream.

It's a dream, it must be a dream, except for a dream, I don't want to accept anything else, I don't want to die so early, I don't want to die. I haven't pulled the girl's hand yet, no, I should have pulled it, but it wasn't intentional, so it can't be counted.

Also, my first kiss hasn't been sent out yet, how can I die? Isn't that too much of a back?

Also, my parents, they love me so much, how sad and sad would they be if I died?

And, Goddess, she...... Will it be sad? If you promise to eat with me, you must be in love with me, and you will be sad, well, you will, the goddess will cry.

So I can't accept death.