In the wing, graphite lying on the ground finally slowly opened his eyes.

He felt as if he had woken up from a slumber of eons of life, and a feeling of long-term vicissitudes naturally arose in his heart.

Somewhat dazed, he rolled his eyes to look around......

The remnants of the starry sky memories soon faded away, and in their place were familiar wings and still lifes.

He saw that a row of shelves on the left side of the wing room was full of all kinds of messy tools and sundries, but at this time the shelf had fallen obliquely to the ground, and some tools and sundries were scattered on the ground, and two carpentry boxes were still in place in the corner, and some saws of all sizes were hanging on one wall, some of which had fallen to the ground, and the lattice window on the right was open, and he saw the courtyard outside the door, where it was dark and silent.

Soon after, some scattered memories came flooding back.

He remembered what had just happened, a meteorite, his hand was strained by a hacksaw, and some black asphalt wrapped himself ......, so he subconsciously raised his hands, and he found that his hands had returned to normal, the clothes on his body were a little messy, and the rest of his body was the same as usual.

He remembered the terrible, itching torture again, and now it seemed that all had passed, and everything had calmed down.

"How so? What the hell is that black asphalt? ”

He muttered to himself.

He felt as if his brain was a little messy, and all kinds of memory fragments seemed to have been messed up in the past, and they were recovering little by little.

My hand was hurt, and he looked at his left hand, but there was no wound on his left thumb, as if the previous injury was like a dream.

However, the messy room in front of me, as well as my messy clothes, all show that something has happened and the memory is real!

So, what about the galaxy in the void? What about the galactic cataclysm?

The memory of the starry sky seemed to have been engraved in his mind, and he remembered the beautiful planet, the vast silver ocean on the planet, which had become a great jellyfish in the void during the galactic cataclysm, and the jellyfish had reluctantly turned into a meteorite......

Then, graphite was naturally aware of its existence.

Who is it?

It was the jellyfish, the remnant jellyfish, the later meteorite.

For now, it seems to have run into its own body, like a ghost.

Graphite suddenly realized that in his mind, in his body, there was one more of it, a ghost!

The ghost stayed quietly in his consciousness, in his body, as if he was watching himself secretly, quietly.

Two strange souls felt each other quietly in the dark night.

Graphite could feel the ghost, it stayed quietly in its brain, and after a while, the ghost moved slightly, it slowly moved from the brain to the throat, chest, then to the lungs and heart for a while, and then to the various organs in its abdomen, and then the ghost moved to the limbs of the body to explore everywhere.

The graphite was clearly captured and felt throughout the process, which took about an hour.

An unbelievable feeling arose in Graphite's heart.

"Who are you? ……”

Graphite asked softly in his consciousness, he tried to communicate and make contact with the ghost, he didn't know why he had such an unbelievable idea, so he asked so naturally.

But the ghost didn't respond, silently, Graphite couldn't feel its response, but Graphite knew that it seemed to be aware of its inquiry, it just didn't know how to respond.

Graphite continued to ask it, over and over again, in his consciousness trying to communicate with the ghost.

The process is a bit like playing the harp to a cow.

The ghost didn't seem to react at all, but Graphite knew it was listening.

But no matter how graphite called, the ghost didn't respond, or didn't know how to respond, two souls who knew each other's existence were like two people with four eyes facing each other.

Relatively speechless, looking at each other.

……

With this ghost hidden in his body, graphite was a little chattering in the following time.

He always felt a little trance-like, and occasionally talked to himself.

Getting up from the chamber and returning to his room, he went to take a hot bath, while taking a bath, the ghost seemed to be interested in the rushing water, when the water on the shower head poured down, the ghost suddenly became active in the body, graphite could clearly feel the ghost's euphoric mood, so graphite increased the communication with the ghost.

But they were just happy, but they didn't pay much attention to him.

One night later, when Graphite thought everything was back to normal, the ghost was moving around again, and the ghost's activities did not prevent Graphite's body from normal, but there was one thing that was amazing, and that was that it always let Graphite know that it was there.

Graphite wonders if he has a split personality.

He had seen similar reports before, when a person has a split personality, sometimes he is a normal person, but sometimes he behaves like another person who is completely unrelated, and even, when he transforms back, he himself does not realize that he has become another person, as if there are two different souls living in a person's body.

But there are some slight differences between this feeling of graphite and a split personality.

He could feel it very clearly in his body.

He also doesn't have amnesia for no reason.

Graphite sometimes wonders if he is schizophrenic.

"Could it be a hallucination caused by brain cancer? Could it be caused by my own mental stress? ……”

He spent the day in a trance.

Those cranky thoughts, those memories that couldn't distinguish between truth and falsehood made him extremely tired.

He felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and he couldn't extricate himself.

……

The next evening, exhausted graphite sat under the ginkgo tree again.

He looked up at the Golden Goose Mountains in the distance, and once again he saw the large fiery clouds in the sky.

He lit a cigarette for himself, stared at the unpredictable clouds in the distance, for a moment it seemed that he had returned to his childhood, and his mind seemed to have peace for a moment, the majestic mountains of the Golden Goose Mountains, at this time in his eyes were like the body of an ancient giant, the giant was lying on the earth, unchanged, exuding a constant and heavy breath, which made him feel peaceful.

Life seems small and short to them, and the unpredictable clouds on their backs are like phantoms of time, as if they are telling and interpreting something.

Graphite's whole body and mind were gradually immersed in this floating light, and he forgot himself, the pain, the joys and sorrows of the past, the honors and disgraces, and the ghost hidden in his body for a while.

His heart seemed empty, and his head was in a trance......

Then he heard a voice, right in the sea of his consciousness, a voice was heard.

"You ......"

Graphite's heart was suddenly shocked!

This sound comes from within one's own body, and Graphite is sure!

Soon the ghost spoke again: "You." ”

This time, in the case of graphite consciousness, he heard the ghost's voice in his consciousness, so he was sure that the word "you" was not his unconscious imagination.

He immediately asked in his consciousness as well:

"Who are you? ……”

……

"You ......"

The ghost only seems to say the word "you".

In the case of graphite constantly changing questions and explanations, the ghost still only speaks the word "you", a bit like a baby who has just learned to speak, at first only saying the simplest pronunciation words such as "dad" or "mom".

But it's just this simple word of you that has made Graphite very happy, this is a huge breakthrough, and he looks like a parent when he hears his child call his parents for the first time.

Graphite is happy because he can finally be sure that he is not crazy and not schizophrenic.

The ghost does exist in his body, and is having his first conversation with himself in a psychic way, even if the conversation is just a "you".

……

There is a ghost in Graphite's body!

This ghost is an extraterritorial being, like an alien native, two souls see each other, but they can't communicate because of the language barrier, which is the problem that Graphite is experiencing now.

There are many unsolved mysteries in Graphite's mind.

Why did this extraterritorial life run into its own body?

What did it do to itself?

Does it hurt itself?

Are you going to be taken away?

And so on, this or that kind of questions have been entrenched in Graphite's heart.

……