That student is a ghost.

What's going on...... Look at him still wearing a school uniform and carrying a school bag, just like when he usually goes to and from school.

But how did he die?

I pretended not to see him and walked over to the seat he was sitting in, and he seemed to just think I was sitting next to him.

I glanced sideways slightly, glanced at him secretly, and noticed that there were tears on his face and black handprints on his fat cheeks.

There weren't many passengers on this bus, plus me, and the driver, and there were only four people, not counting the boys.

It was quiet in the car, and I wanted to ask him something, but in this situation, it was difficult to ask him.

As a senior sister who studied in the same high school as him, I met this junior brother, and he is still in soul form at the moment, so I naturally want to ask him.

The car drove a few more stops, and finally when the next platform was about to arrive, the boy stood up.

He seemed to still have the experience of riding in the car before his death, and when he saw me sitting on the outside of his seat, he was stunned and wanted to ask me to give way, but he seemed to realize that he was dead and a ghost, and his face showed an embarrassed and cramped expression.

I hurriedly pretended to get out of the car, didn't pay attention to him, and walked towards the back door.

He breathed a sigh of relief and floated from behind me.

This stop is not very far from my house, and I thought it would be no problem to walk back on my own, and when I got off the train, I noticed where this stop stopped.

It was the door of an old-fashioned community, and he just stared at the door of the community blankly, and the two old men in the doorman's room, hesitated, and walked in.

Finally, with his head bowed and his shoulders slumped, he walked in the opposite direction.

I kept a quiet eye on him, but found that he was acting like this, which was a little weird.

Shouldn't you go home? Or is it ...... Forgot the way home?

I trotted after him and walked side by side with him.

"Aren't you going home?"

I asked, the boy didn't reply to me, kept his head down, silent, very depressed, always crying, his face was moist, and he hadn't seen it dry.

He didn't respond, and I asked again without giving up, and then he came back to his senses, and looked at me dumbfounded, his eyes gray and dull.

"You...... Can you see me? ”

He asked in surprise as he pointed at himself stupidly, I was amused by his appearance, but I knew that now was not the time to laugh, and suppressed the curvature of the corners of my mouth.

"Or else? Am I talking to the air? ”

"You ......"

He seemed to want to ask me something again, but I interrupted him.

"I don't know what happened while you were alive, but if you die, you can't stay here, you should go where you need to go."

The chubby boy looked at me in confusion, and his voice was as small as a mosquito: "Then where should I go?" ”

I pointed to the ground: "The underworld, that's where you should be, if you stay in the underworld, it won't be long before you become a demon." ”

When he heard my words, he covered his hands and sobbed.

I felt the bag behind him start to grow larger, the size of a small mountain, and it was about to crush him to the ground.

His whimpering sound painful, and I tried to soothe him, but I didn't know how to comfort his young broken heart.

This junior must have suffered some setbacks before his death, otherwise how could he cry like this.

"You're the only one in the world who can see me."

He cried loudly, I was shocked by his words, and before I could comfort him, he cried even harder!

"No one can see me, and I can't ask anyone for help!"

"Say, I listen, what happened to you, why did you die?"

The boy looked at my face, and a pair of unfocused eyes kept staring at me, which made me a little uneasy, but I still had the courage to think that he was a student before his death, and he would definitely not be bad to himself.

He sobbed like a homeless child, and he floated in front of me, and I followed me.

"I'm a junior in high school, and I'm going to be in my third year of high school in September, and my family told me that if I can't get into college, let me not go home!"

He trembled and began to recall what had happened to him: "They put pressure on me every day, and once I didn't do well in the exam, they punched and kicked me, and I had enough, woo. ”

I immediately knew who the "they" in his mouth were, his parents?

It's normal to blame if you don't do well in the test, but you can't beat your child.

And this boy is a senior in high school, and he is an adult, 17 or 18 years old, the third year of high school is a high-pressure stage, and his family treats him like this, which will definitely cause a shadow in his heart.

His soul drifted to a roadside bench, sat down, lowered his head and muttered, "Even if I got a good grade and improved, they were still not satisfied." ”

He smiled wryly at me: "One time I fell from the top three to the tenth place, and I didn't have anything to eat that day, and I couldn't sleep all night with a stomachache. ”

I know that many parents flatter a sentence: filial piety comes out under the stick, and if you want your child to be successful, you have to beat and scold.

Many people can afford it, but that doesn't mean all students can accept it.

I've been through my senior year of high school, and even now in college, I'd still say that it was hell, I think to myself.

However, his parents were a bit excessive.

"And then?"

I deliberately softened my tone, so as not to frighten him, he glanced at me, his eyes turned away again, and said silently: "I have been silently bearing, I have been studying like crazy, and I have always wanted to bring a good grade to my family, but I found that my concentration is getting worse and worse, and my memory is getting worse day by day." ”

"I started to have insomnia, tossing and turning in bed every night, but I couldn't sleep."

His voice grew lower and lower, and he stopped abruptly and did not continue.

I sat quietly beside him and looked at him: "And after that? ”

The boy's face was pale, his mouth opened and closed, and he choked up for a long time, and said: "But Mom and Dad don't care if I sleep well or eat well, they ask me every day, that is, have I had any exams recently, and how did I do in them?" That's what I said when I went home, I didn't have anything to eat if I didn't take the exam, and I even made me kneel to write my homework. ”

He raised his head slightly, and the sadness on his face made my heart ache: "That night, because of a test, I took the class to the bottom, and my parents jointly taught and scolded me, I couldn't help it, and jumped from the twelfth floor of the house." ”

Hearing this, my heart tightened suddenly.

The voice in my ears did not stop: "I thought that death could free me, but I found that I had become a lonely soul, drifting alone in this world, and I was not liberated." ”

He looked at his hands and muttered, "I was pulled by an invisible force, and I was sitting on the bus that I used to take to and from school every day, going back and forth between home and school in an infinite loop, and I wanted to get out of it, but I couldn't." ”

I know why he can't break away, and he who has become an earthbound spirit will naturally be restricted by geography.

I feel sympathy and pity for his plight, and I have the answer in my heart to his actions during his lifetime.

Under great pressure, he suffered all kinds of verbal violence and behavioral violence, and finally committed suicide by jumping off a building under pressure. This is already typical of depression.

What distressed me the most was that he was bent on death, and he mustered up the courage to get rid of the distress and pressure when he was alive, thinking that everything would end, but he found that it was not.

What a despair this was for him!

There was only one reason for him to remain alive.

That is, he still has obsessions, and his last wish has not been fulfilled.

"Do you have any last wishes that have not been fulfilled?" I asked, and he looked at me as if thinking, and finally shook his head and smiled wryly.

"As a student, what wishes can I have, if I have been torn apart by my parents, what wishes can I have."

I heard the tone of grief and reproach in his words, and I immediately had an answer in my heart: "You are resentful of your parents." ”

I used the tone of an affirmative sentence, not a doubt.

As if poked in the sore spot, the boy jumped up from his seat and yelled at me, "I didn't! How could I ......"

I smiled comfortingly and looked at him: "You don't know, when you were talking about your parents just now, you said it in a complaining tone, are you hating them, hating them for pushing you too hard, hating them for putting so much pressure on you." ”

"I ......"

"You can be honest, yes or no, the reason why you can't get rid of it is on the point I asked you."

I kept talking to him in a very soft voice, trying to persuade him.

"Have you ever thought that everything your parents do is for your good, maybe, their methods are a little tougher, even a little excessive, but their intentions are good."

"But it still has a negative impact on you."

He lowered his head, and I continued: "You don't complain in your mouth, but you hate them in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't have stayed here all the time, repeating the act of going to and from school, just because they have brought you too much influence." ”

"The shadow of your life must be very big, otherwise why didn't you even want to go home just now?"

He was silent, looked up for a long time and asked, "What should I do?" ”

I smiled at him, "Let's go home and have a look." ”

Go home? I saw that he subconsciously made a dodging motion, with a reluctant expression on his face, I patted him on the shoulder and persuaded: "Go back and see, your parents must be very sad when you die, they may have repented of some of the things they did to you in their lifetime." ”

"You should listen to them, and your knot here may be opened."

I pointed to his chest and said, "There is not much time left for you, remember, you are now a ghost, not a human being, you should go where you are supposed to go, and never untie the dead knot in your heart, it won't be long before you become a demon." ”

"When the time comes, you will lose all good knowledge and become a scourge to others."

Actually, when I finished saying this, I regretted it a little and thought of the evil ghost that possessed Yun Ya.

Are all evil spirits bad?