Out of my mind, the man in white suddenly waved his hand at me. Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, and a tonnage of mine was able to be blown back several steps by the wind. After a while, the wind stopped again, and I fixed my eyes to see that the man had long since disappeared without a trace.

Curiously, I moved forward again, the city gate was slightly hidden, and suddenly someone coughed a few times behind me.

I jerked my head back, only to see a hunched old woman staring at me, with a thin yellow face, sunken eyes, and hair disheveled.

She held a bowl of soup with a faint aroma in her withered hands, and gradually approached me.

"Drink. After drinking it, I forgot about it all. She held the bowl out in front of me and said in a hoarse voice.

I immediately realized that this person might be Meng Po. I instinctively pushed her hand away, but I didn't expect that the force was too great, the bowl accidentally fell to the ground, and the steaming soup splashed the old woman's body. She shouted angrily: "Toast and don't eat and drink!" After speaking, she clapped her hands, and many imps wearing white longevity clothes appeared around her. The skin of those imps looked like it had been painted with white paint, and it looked very spicy. They had blush on their cheeks and bright red lips, and there was something strange about them that couldn't be explained.

I was so frightened that my legs went limp, and before I could run, I suddenly fell to my knees spinelessly. I struggled to hold myself up, but I was forced down by an invisible force. I sighed helplessly. My left and right arms were tightly pulled by the two little ghosts, and I struggled desperately when I saw that the old woman was about to step forward.

"In the yang world, we will take the yang road, and in the underworld, we must follow our rules." As she spoke, the old woman conjured up a bowl of soup that was the same as just now. Her vicious appearance made me think of the little swallow and crape myrtle in "Huanzhu Gege" at every turn.

She forced the soup into my mouth, and it was bitter at first, and I almost threw up. But when the soup reached the bottom of the bowl, it became unusually sweet. After I was poured a large bowl of soup, they dragged me into the city gate. Unfortunately, I didn't see the city, so I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw a white ceiling. The dream couldn't be more real. I still have a hint of sweetness in my mouth. The alarm clock also rang at this time, and when I looked, it was already half past six in the morning.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and opened the curtains, only to see a dim and dark outside. Maybe it's almost winter, and it's getting late to dawn.

I got dressed and walked to the bathroom. When I reached out to get the toothpaste, I felt a chill in my wrist. When I looked closer, I saw a slender and tortuous red line on the wrist of my right hand, and a section of the red line was slightly curved, as if it had been drawn with a red pen. I thought to myself, it's okay, just wash it with water. Who knew that after a long time, the red thread was not washed off, and the whole wrist was rubbed red. In my panic, I heard my mother reminding me that I was going to be late for school, so I simply didn't wash it in a hurry. Anyway, I'm wearing long sleeves, and no one sees me.

I didn't have time to eat breakfast at home because I was too late to wash up, so I had to take a bag of bread and a carton of milk from home.

"When I saw you, I knew I wouldn't be too late today." As soon as I entered the school gate, the grinning Chang Lan chased after me.

I smiled at her helplessly: "But today, I'm really late." ”

As soon as I finished speaking, the school bell rang very appropriately. Chang Lan and I ran all the way to the classroom in one breath. Fortunately, the head teacher has not come to inspect yet, otherwise it would have been over.

"Look at you two, you're sweating." Yu Siqi said with a smile.

Chang Lan stuffed the schoolbag into the table and said with palpitations: "It's not that I ran, I was scared." If we catch the old class, we'll be finished. ”

Li Wan has become more and more silent these days. Her eyes were as clear as water, as if they were full of gloom.

When it was finally time for class to end, I couldn't sit still and asked her with concern, "Are you thinking about anything these days?" ”

She smiled wryly and did not speak.

She probably won't tell me. However, I vaguely feel that this has a lot to do with Xiangzhichuan. Ever since Xiang Zhichuan found her on the day of the sports meeting, she seems to have become sentimental.

No, I'm going to ask Xiang Zhichuan. This guy may make Li Wan unhappy.

After the evening self-study class, I asked Li Wan to go first, and I stayed in the classroom by myself. Mukaikawa would stay in the classroom after school every time to write his homework. After I waited for everyone in the classroom to leave, I walked up to him menacingly: "What did you say to Li Wan that day?" ”

He looked up at me with some surprise, and then replied, "Nothing." ”

"Is it because of the letter?"

He paused and said with some puzzlement: "You know everything? ”

I tried to continue, but suddenly a figure flashed by.

Han Wanting smiled and asked us, "Are you chatting?" Looks like I didn't come at the right time. ”

"You've come just in time. I want to explain that if it was a love letter, it would not have been written by Li Wan. ”

"It's just for this reason that the anger is so big?" Han Wanting asked playfully.

"You listen to me explain, what I said to Li Wan that day was not about this." Xiang Zhichuan waved his hand, a little anxious.

"What's that?"

Xiang Zhichuan wanted to speak and stopped, and I caught a glimpse of Han Wanting just now as if he had pulled the corner of Xiang Zhichuan's clothes.

"It's better not to be nosy." After Han Wanting finished speaking, he pulled Xiang Zhichuan and left.

"You ......," I gritted my teeth as I watched his departing back.

After many more days, I found that Li Wan's mood was much better. I was also secretly relieved. Because I don't want my friends to be wronged.

"Do you know that Wang Ming?" Yu Siqi suddenly asked at the end of class.

"What's wrong?" I looked at her anxiously.

"He seems to be back."

"Impossible! How is it possible for the dead to be resurrected? "I questioned.

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the people in their class. He's really back. Yu Siqi said with some excitement.

But I saw his ghost coming to me to burn something......

I learned about Wang Ming's class from Yu Siqi. He excelled in his studies and was placed in the school's only elite class. Elite class? Wait, Lin Jie is also in this class! Then I can go and ask him.

After the evening self-study was over, I hurried to the door of the elite class. They are in a classroom in another building, although the classroom is not big, but everything is complete, it is simply a luxury version of the classroom.

I stood in the doorway, looking inside. As a result, many of the people in it didn't leave, and most of them were burying their heads in writing questions. I waited at the door for about ten more minutes before I came out one after another.

Before I saw Lin Jie, I heard someone calling me. As soon as I turned around, I saw Lin Jie's face with surprise.

His hair seemed to have not been cut in a long time, and he became more and more delicate like a girl. I almost didn't recognize it at first.

"Lin Jie, I have something to ask you."

He nodded slightly.

"Wang Ming from your class is back?"

"Hmm. Why is he mentioned? Lin Jie glanced at me with interest.

"Because of curiosity." It's out of curiosity, indeed. Because Wang Ming is dead, how can he come back? The chances of a man jumping from such a height are close to zero, and his ghost has come to me. Could it be that this Wang Ming is fake?

Lin Jie hooked his lips and smiled, he lowered his head, and his tone was very low: "Is it because you don't have enough homework?" ”

I was a little bewildered by him, and I felt my face burn.

Lin Jie saw that I didn't speak, thinking that I was angry. He smiled softly: "Let's go, I'll send you home." ”

Before I could refuse, he dragged me away.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and every now and then there will be a fresh breeze blowing. I've grown so old that I've never had a boy send me home. So I feel a little embarrassed. I also hope that it is best not to run into that annoying Han Wanting, otherwise he will talk too much.

We walked one after the other, some distance from each other, but not very far away.

When he was about to get home, he suddenly turned his head and asked meaningfully, "Do you think there are ghosts in this world?" ”

I was stunned for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "What age is it, and you are still engaged in feudal superstition." There are no ghosts in the world. ”

He didn't go any further. I'm also glad I was quick to react.

"When did Wang Ming come back?" I asked.

"It was probably last week."

I was lost in thought. Lin Jie said that Wang Ming came back last week, but why did I suddenly think of Zeng Ke's bloody face?

"And has he had any anomalies lately?" I asked again.

"No, I don't. I don't usually pay much attention. But you seem to care about him. "He looked at me and I looked at him.

The deserted moon overhead resembles the name of a poem.

After staring at each other for less than a few seconds, I looked away in a panic: "No." Just curious. ”

He didn't speak anymore. Finally under a maple tree at the entrance of the community, he slowed down. I was about to say goodbye to him, but he called out to me, and after a few seconds of silence, he said slowly, "The moonlight is so beautiful tonight." ”

I smiled and looked up at the moon, it was indeed beautiful. The bright moonlight flowed all over the place, both real and false, like a dream. I suddenly felt like everything was starting to get hazy. The emotion was subtle, as if someone had said such things to me under such moonlight a long time ago. Maybe it's because I've had so many dreams that I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake. So much so that the slightest resemblance makes me feel as if I experienced a similar scene a long time ago.

"It's getting late, thank you for sending me home." I smiled at him.

He lowered his eyes and smiled, extremely gentle. Then he suddenly stretched out his slender fingers to me, and I reacted quickly and dodged it directly.

"What are you going to do?"

"There's something in your face." Lin Jie retracted his hand in embarrassment.

"Oooh. I know. It's getting late, so hurry home. Be careful on the road. ”

"Goodbye." A hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

As soon as he turned around, I seemed to see a figure under a street lamp not far away. When I fixed my eyes there, I didn't see anything.

Maybe there's something going on just now. I didn't think it was weird, I turned around and went home quickly.

The first thing I did when I got home was to look in the mirror, but in the mirror, I didn't have anything on my face.