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I was originally a high-achieving female student studying biology, and of course physics and chemistry were not bad. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Hehehe, no one in our academy can compare to me. But God is jealous of talents, I am always excluded and bullied by my classmates. They spread rumors about me everywhere and are more diligent than bees. Saying that I seduced a few boys today and cheated a few academics tomorrow brought me to the ground, my friends left me, and the teachers no longer trusted me.

Why did they do that? I broke out, and the more frustrated they became, the more courageous they became; I endure, and they have to make inches. At home, I am a princess, who would dare to disobey me? I've been angry, disappointed, sad, but that hasn't changed anything, I just feel more and more stains on the blank slates of my life.

The most infuriating thing is that they blocked my path to scientific exploration, they plagiarized my papers, but they cleverly made me difficult to argue, they firmly disagreed with my views, but they were unreasonable. What's more, they scolded the professor for denying my work. How could I swallow this breath!

Maybe I've been cursed a lot, I seem to have really become stupid, I can't digest the knowledge I learned inexplicably, my grades have plummeted, and the title of "talented girl" has gone away from me. I was unwilling and tried my best to study, but after experiencing disappointments again and again, I finally despaired.

I stood on the eighteenth floor, looking out at the gray sky, which was like a press, crushing my soul and squeezing out the high concentration of pain.

This is the destiny of heaven, and the heavens will not let me live. My resentment is nothing more than a pale rebellion.

It's better to die happily!

And then revenge。。。。。。

"Eve, what's wrong with you?"

That gentle voice led me out of my memories. I looked at Xinyue woodenly. There is an infinite heart congestion in my heart.

"Huh? Do you have any stories to tell me? Xinyue's eyes were full of anticipation.

I was still very unhappy with my experience before my death, and I said angrily: "Do you listen to the story of the ugly duckling turning into a white swan?" ”

"I just want to hear your story." Xinyue didn't care about my tone and said calmly.

Cut, but also picky. The pleas of delicate beauties could not impress me. I didn't become a ghost with you.

"No, I don't want to talk about anything." I said coldly

"Then you owe me a 'ghost story'?" Xinyue was not shocked by my coldness, she said enthusiastically, "Can I help you with anything?" ”

God, this sentence is the essence of it, okay! The woman who guided me said I could get what I wanted. Maybe it really is! But what do I want? Let those bastards taste my pain too?

"Eve, your face 。。。。。。 It doesn't seem to be good."

"Nonsense, if you fall from the eighteenth floor, can you have a good face?"

"Eighteen floors? Why? ”

"Suicide."

Xin Yue's unchanged expression finally had a hint of surprise: "You actually committed suicide!" ”

"What's wrong?"

"You're so young! Why don't you live well?! ”

"People are dead, and they don't need your fake sympathy, stupid!" I yelled. "You don't understand me at all!"

Xinyue seemed frightened by my horrible face, and she shrunk her neck and said nothing.

I wanted to leave this world, but now I have to survive this way. Cut, what's the difference between life and death?

I felt that my brain hurt, and after the pain reached deep in my bone marrow, I felt like an ocean of tiredness.

I'm tired for everything.

I had nothing to say about my life, and I left Ward 11 without looking back, and if that could be gone, I would.

Of course, I didn't have a broken soul, on the contrary, I "lived" well.

When the pre-dawn darkness fades away, the sun arrives just in time. The orange glow pierced through my translucent body, sprinkled warmly on the ground, and even passed through my eyes, shining like diamonds. Basking in the sun and looking at the dust elves flying in the sky, my heart gradually calmed down. I don't think about my life anymore. I decided to restore my cute and savage little princess temper, and no one here knew me anyway. No, no one can see me, to be exact.

I don't know how many people have swaggered through my body in defiance of my existence. I hate the feeling of being ignored! I was a great man with flowers and applause when I was alive, and I will become a terrifying ghost when I die!

If it is unscientific for ghosts to appear in the daytime, then it is even more unscientific for ghosts to go out of the hospital! An hour earlier, I had marched outside the hospital gates. An hour later I was lying on the ground, gasping for breath. It's weird that I get ejected every time I approach the gate. I saw the door wide open for me, but I couldn't get out, and I looked at the freedom and wept. It's really nerve-wracking.

However, there will be gains if there are losses, and this will not deceive me. The moment I popped up, I realized I could fly! With a gentle kick of the air, I floated in the air easily, although I felt a little uncomfortable, and I was dancing in the air, but it was still quite interesting. There is no dizziness of weightlessness, and there is no impetuousness of lightness. This is completely beyond the theoretical knowledge of classical physics, and the research will definitely win the Nobel Prize!

"Oh ha," I'm so good, I can easily learn the grass flying kung fu that martial arts people dream of!

I completely forgot about the unhappiness, stepped forward, and walked in the air.

However, in the ghost stories I've seen, female ghosts are either floated or used in high heels. Walking around like me counts as a hair?

I never remember that there would be so many people in the hospital, it was like a bazaar, and it was bustling. There are moans, cries, reprimands, supplications, thanks, and persuasion. I floated in the air, or through wall after wall, or skimmed through a labyrinth of people. It's so cool to peek at someone else and step on someone's head!

I'm such a pervert.

Soon the day passed, and I began to miss Xinyue, after all, she was the only one who could see me. I straightened out my appearance, although it was useless, but I still hoped that it would not scare her who was as weak as a white porcelain doll.

To be a ghost, you also have to pay attention to your image!

In a ward。。。。。。

"After taking this medicine, it will get better soon." The doctor quickly opened the list and said expressionlessly.

"Really?" The mother hurriedly stood up and took the order respectfully.

"Hmm." A doctor who has worked all day does not want to say a word of nonsense. He made a long story short: "It's just a viral flu." It's good if the fever goes away. ”

"Thank you." Mother nodded involuntarily. She grabbed the hand of the boy who was sleeping in the hospital bed and said lovingly, "Baby, you will be well soon." ”

Outside the window, the branches of the trees swayed, and no one noticed that a green shadow flashed like a ghost。。。。。。

At 11:55 a.m., night, ward 11

I floated in the air and exchanged black eyes with Xinyue.

What a piano to a cow! I don't just want to talk to someone, why are you talking to me like this! I wanted to talk to her about what kind of ecosystem ghosts belong to. She read Shakespeare's poems to me. That stupid! I'm!

Who said that the arts and sciences are not separated, and they are dragged out and cut!

"Forget it." Xinyue sighed, "Don't make trouble, midnight is coming, let's listen to the story together, okay." ”

That tone, that tone, like I'm a vexatious woman. It's really infuriating.

I was about to say something, when there was a click, and the pointer of the watch on the wall pointed straight to twelve. The world suddenly fell silent. The chirping of insects, the rustle of swaying branches were gone, as if there was nothing but Ward Eleven.

Xinyue pursed her lips and clenched her brush, trying her best to look calm, but she couldn't stop the excitement flowing from her eyes.

"Another weirdo is coming? Is it also an elevator? I said.

"Shhh

I quickly closed my mouth and stared at the doorknob as intently as Xinyue.

Squeak - the doorknob really started turning. I swallowed involuntarily, if I'm a weirdo, then the one who comes。。。。。。

Hehe. The corners of my mouth twitched and I had a sense of foreboding.

The door squeaked, and the door opened, revealing only a small gap. I could faintly see a figure crowding. I craned my neck curiously to see better.

Boom - with a loud bang, the door was kicked open. A malevolent figure rushed in like the wind, his face vicious, and a gun in his hand, the barrel of which was facing us.

What the is going on?

I was about to shout that there was an assassin, the man's gaze swept over me, he was slightly stunned, and then his face turned angry, and the cold gaze scraped my whole body like a knife, and before I could react, bang, a bullet with a suffocating wind pressure came straight to my front door-

"Ahh

I've already died once, and a bullet can't hurt me. But I couldn't help but scream when I looked at the big smoke and slag holes in the wall.

This terrorist actually fired a gun in the hospital! Uncle Policeman, come on! No, no, it's too late. What to do, do you obediently take hostage, or run away? I was at a loss.

"Xinyue, didn't you say that someone is protecting you, quickly activate the protection mode, otherwise we will die! Although I am already dead. I said anxiously

The man looked at me stunned for a long time before he said, "Ah, I thought you were a zombie." ”

"You're a zombie!" I can't wait to slap him in the face with my shoes. "I'm so slim!"

"What?" The man showed the ruffian's trademark smile, "Niu, you can drink with my brother if you look a little better." ”

Damn, this look is a problem. I pursed my lips and snorted.

The tall man breathed a sigh of relief, pulled over a stool and sat down, although his body tensed, his spirit relaxed a lot. But he still has a murderous face, as fierce as a hell devil.

He was dressed in a brown military uniform, but he was corrupted by unknown chemicals, and there were holes all over the place, some of which were even smoking. Blonde hair, face, boots covered with blood. The unstopped bleeding wound on his forehead and the hot-looking barrel of his gun indicate that he had just gone through a brutal war.

"What can I do for you?" Xinyue sat on the bed and said softly. She turned on an orange lamp, which was warm and comfortable.

Enough! I can't stand Xinyue anymore! I don't want to see her face change anymore! Her calm expression, her voice like a voice prompt, almost ate a bullet, is this a normal person's reaction!!

The ruffian smiled cheaply, took out the hemostatic agent from his uniform, sprayed it on the wound, and said, "I have to think about such a good request." ”

"Tell me a story first." Xinyue said: "This is ward 11, are you injured and need treatment?" I can call 。。。。。。 ”

"Who are you? Where did it come from? How did you get here? I interrupted Xinyue and hurriedly said.

"Miss, don't float in the sky, I've seen it all." The ruffian soldier smiled wickedly.

"Ahh Damn, why should I wear a skirt before I die! During the jumping and falling from the building, I spent half the time reviewing that I was wearing a skirt instead of pants.

The ruffian said, "You're funny. ”

"You idiot, haven't you ever seen a ghost?" I yelled in shame.

He actually ignored me and said to Xinyue, "I heard that you can get what you want by telling a story here?" ”

"I'll help you as much as I can." Xinyue said euphemistically.

"Deal," he said cleanly, but he didn't know what little calculations he had in his heart.

He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly. He looked as if he had just smoked opium. After that, he said word by word:

"Doomsday."