Chapter 8: The Female Ghost in Red (4)

On May 28, 2019, the weather was cloudy. The wind that blows from time to time foreshadows the heavy rain that is coming.

If you walk into the Rest Cemetery on the second side of Middle Street, you can see this strange scene: a girl in a white dress and a shawl standing in front of a tombstone, her eyes are bloodshot, her hands are clenched into fists, and her muscles are protruding, staring at the stone tablet in such a strange posture.

That day, it was the same weather.

"Linlin, how are you doing? Mom misses you, come back and see how mom is......" Li Chunyan's heartfelt words came from the other end of the phone.

"I've said it many times, I'm doing well. Also, you're not from our family anymore, and you're not my mom anymore. Don't call me again. Mo Yulin put down her bag and said impatiently.

"Linlin, you listen to your mother......"

Doodoooooo –

Mo Yulin hung up the phone.

It's been two or three months since school started, and there is not much left for living expenses. Mo Yulin decided to go out and look for a job. My first job was as a waitress in a bubble tea shop, and I quit soon after. My second job was as a shopping guide at a clothing store, and I quit soon after.

After changing 30 jobs, Mo Yulin came up with the idea of working in the library, but she didn't expect to receive a reply not long after her resume was submitted - I'm sorry, we already have the right candidate.

When receiving the message, Mo Yulin dropped the phone "hehe".

To her surprise, a message came from the library the next day, asking if she would like to work there.

It was then, when she went to the library, that the library road was in chaos.

It was raining that day, and several police cars stopped on the road and set up a cordon. The alarm bells of police cars are also mixed with the sound of ambulances.

A red Mercedes-Benz rear-ended, killing one person on the spot and sending eight people to the hospital with serious injuries!

It was the female driver of the red Mercedes-Benz who died, Li Chunyan.

The police scouted the scene of the crash and found no suspicious traces, and the autopsy report showed that the deceased had taken cold medicine before his death - which is supposed to be the cause of the crash.

People who have a cold are usually used to drinking some medicine and being done. If you look closely, you will find one thing - people who drink cold medicine will want to sleep!

Experts say that cold medicines mostly contain anti-allergic ingredients, and these drugs have a suppressive effect, and they are prone to headache, dizziness, fatigue, tinnitus, nervousness or anxiety, decreased alertness, distraction, and even confusion, drowsiness and other symptoms after taking them. Taking these drugs may make the driver unresponsive, inattentive, and reduce the ability to work, so patients should take a break after taking these drugs, and do not drive or do dangerous work!

The scene was chaotic, and the alarm bell was mixed with the sound of an ambulance, which was very harsh.

When Mo Yulin arrived by bus, the dead and wounded had already been transferred. The sky was gray, and it was raining heavily, washing away the blood.

After a simple interview, Mo Yulin entered a two-month internship. However, she felt that something was wrong, and the examiner who interviewed her did not look very good.

After two days of work, Mo Yulin found the answer.

Two police officers came to her for questioning and informed her about the incident.

Mo Yulin was not so shocked at the time, and even bought a few cans of beer after work.

A month later, two teenagers came to ask her about something.

The names of the teenagers are very interesting, one is called Du Fu and the other is called Li Bai.

Yesterday, they came again and told her something. After listening, Mo Yulin sat in McDonald's like a log, and she didn't even know when the two of them would leave.

"We went to the police station," said the boy named Du Fu, "You know the doll found at the scene, right?" That's right, a lot like the gifts you've received before. We went to ask the gentleman in charge of the interview and found out that he and your mother used to be classmates. Your mother learns that your life is going to be difficult and asks you to get you a job.

Why does she know about your living situation? We asked your father to find out that your mother had been asking your roommate to help inform you of the news.

You say that's the thing? We learned through your father that the two of them have long been at odds, and divorce is a matter of time. For your sake, they are willing to pretend to be very amiable. Obviously, they were soon exposed, and you also hated your mother because of this.

This is already known. Let's talk about what you don't know.

You must be curious to know how your mother's Mercedes came to be. It wasn't given by the so-called 'mistress', nor was it given by her mother's family—it was bought with the money she had saved herself.

A car may mean nothing. Let's talk about the rest.

What was your mother wearing at the time of the accident?

A red dress?

Not right-

It's white. When your mother had an accident, she was wearing a white dress. The white dress was stained red with blood. Digging a little deeper, we're sorry we saw your previous family photos. The white dress and the one you're wearing are the same style of parent-child outfit. We also learned that your mother doesn't really have a 'mistress', and the reason for the divorce is simply to want 'freedom outside of marriage'. She is a person who loves to travel, but marriage has bound her. For the sake of her children, she had to choose the traditional Chinese style of 'husband and child'. For this reason, the couple often quarreled. Now that her child is in college, she wants to get out of the city. Your father also confirmed that she bought a plane ticket a week after the accident.

Having said all that, can you understand your mother's intentions?

Everyone likes freedom and wants to get out of the shackles and see the world. But for the sake of you, your mother chose to give up this idea while she was still young, and seeing that you were one step closer to your dream, her beautiful idea of belonging to youth and never dying came to her heart again.

If it were you, what would you choose? “

The first teardrop was marked, and the girl felt a dry throat.

It was raining in the sky, and the rain was hitting the cold stone floor of the cemetery.

The girl couldn't control the tears, so she had to let it go down without hesitation. In the end, tears rained down.

"Mom-" Finally, the girl let out a heart-rending sentence mixed with thunder.

Not far away, a ghost and two people watched silently.

The female ghost in red had already fallen into her eyes with two black pupils, shedding a liquid similar to tears.

"Can I go?" Du Fu couldn't bear to ask.

"Shall I see her again? Take a good look again. I'm afraid, if I leave, I'll never see you again. The female ghost put her hands in front of her chest and spoke.

Du Fu didn't speak, turned around and waited.

I don't know how long it took, but a hand pulled at his clothes.

He turned his head and saw Li Bai motioning for him to look at one place.

Du Fu turned around and saw an incredible scene-

The female ghost in red is humming softly,

"I would like to become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open my hands and wings to protect you......

I want to become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open my hands and turn into wings to protect you......

I will become the angel you love in the fairy tale, open my hands and become wings to protect you......"

Under the washing of the female ghost's tears, the blood skirt slowly returned to its original color - a simple but white that contains love.

After finishing the song, Li Yanchun slowly turned around and said with a smile: "Let's go." “

"Do you want to take another look?" Du Fu asked.

The floating woman shook her head, and the smile deepened the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes: "No, if I look at it again, I don't want to leave." “

Du Fu nodded wordlessly and took out the lock spirit bag.

The rain was still falling, and the girl in the cemetery was still crying.

"Now, Du Fu. Isn't that "Fairy Tale" just now used only by lovers? On the way back, Li Bai asked.

Du Fu shook his wet hair and said, "Perhaps, the meaning of the song touched her." ”

The two hid under an eaves to avoid the rain.

"By the way, ...... that intelligence," Li Bai asked.

Du Fu shook his head, put his right index finger against his lips, signaled him not to speak, and blinked his left eye mischievously.

When the two arrived at Du Fu's house, there was no cloth or hair on their bodies that was dry.

"Li Bai! Where did you run for me! Not coming home after school? You're fat, aren't you? A woman in a short-sleeved plain cheongsam pulled up Li Bai's ears.

"Mommy—I was wrong, I was wrong. Don't dare anymore. Let it go—" Li Bai shouted as he covered his ears.

Du's father and Du's mother, who were wearing aprons, looked at their son worriedly on the side. Du Fu shook his head and said he was fine. The three of them smiled slightly.

The rain continued to fall until nightfall.