What the? My second mother is dead!

Before I could recover from the shock, I heard the male ghost add, "I've been dead for three days." ”

Ah, three days?

So what is the second mother I saw before? Is it a ghost?

Thinking that when I saw my second mother, my second mother was already dead, this is terrible, I feel that this is even more terrible than meeting male ghosts and little ghosts, and my whole body is paralyzed to the ground like a loss of strength.

But I suddenly remembered that on the way to her house with my second mother, she wanted to help me pull the suitcase, and when I refused, I touched her hand, and her hand was cold.

I also asked her why her hands were so cold, and she said that she washed a large basin of clothes.

But when I got to her house, I didn't see a single piece of clothes drying in the yard.

Also, the smell of dust in my sister's house may not be the dust in the countryside, but no one took care of it after the second mother died, so it was ......

I thought about all of this, but I didn't notice that the male ghost had leaned closer, and by the time I did, his fingers had touched my chin.

He hooked his fingers on my chin and lifted it up, and I couldn't help but look up and look at him.

"What's your name?"

“…… Mo, Mo Ran. "I couldn't guess why the male ghost suddenly asked me for my name, but I still honestly said my name.

"Mo Dye, Dye ......" The male ghost read my name softly, his eyes swept over my face, as if he wanted to see me through.

My heart was in my throat, and I didn't dare to resist, so I was looked at by him like that, but tears flowed down my face unconsciously.

Seeing me crying, the male ghost frowned and let go of my chin.

But I was so nervous that even though he released my chin, I didn't dare to move, and I still kept my head up, looking at him in a daze.

"You shouldn't have come back at this time."

When I heard the male ghost's words, I was stunned.

The reason why I was stunned was not that the male ghost was trying to do something to me when he said this, but that someone else had said something like this to me.

The most obvious is the three children I met on the road, and one of them said directly: Why did she come back at this time?

It's obvious that I shouldn't be back at this time.

and the owner of the commissary, he was stunned for a moment when he saw me, asked me if I had just come back from vacation, and asked me: Didn't your family tell you?

The owner of the commissary said it very implicitly, but when you think about it, it also implies that I shouldn't come back at this time.

And my grandmother, when she saw me, she said, "Who told you to come back at this time?" When I left, she was still saying: Bad luck thing, you won't go back sooner or later, but you will come back at this time.

At that time, I thought that I hadn't been back to the village for a long time, so I thought that the people in the village were weird, but it turned out that it was not the people in the village, nor that my grandmother was cruel to me.

It's that I really shouldn't have come back at this time, I wronged my grandmother.

Actually, there is one thing I don't know, my grandmother did call my dad because she was not feeling well, and asked them to go back and see her.

But just two days before my holiday, my grandmother called me again and told my dad that we were not allowed to go home to see her.

But my parents thought that they didn't have time to come home, and my grandmother was angry, so she said such harsh words, and they didn't take my grandmother's words to heart or tell me about it.

Then, all of this happened when I came back from vacation.

Thinking about this, I only felt a chill down my spine, and at the same time felt that I was too careless, and it was better to pay attention to the hints they gave me earlier, and leave early.

But then again, even if I had noticed these anomalies and the hints they had given me, I was dealing with two......

Oh no, it's three ghosts. There's also my second mother.

They want me to stay, can I leave?

Maybe this is fate, maybe my life will only be twenty-one years old. Void years!

According to the age of one, I was only 20 years old on the 13th day of the seventh lunar month this year.

Woo woo, thinking that I was going to die before I was twenty years old, I felt pitiful myself, and the sad tears flowed down in waves.

"But fortunately you met me, if you serve me well, maybe I will consider saving your life!"

The desire to survive blinded my reason, and when I heard the sentence to save your life, I forgot what the male ghost said before, and what he would consider.

Even the word "save your life" didn't think about why it was to save, not to let me live, just to just think about not dying.

I blinked my eyes, squeezed the tears from my eyes, looked at him timidly and asked, "Really?" ”

The male ghost bowed slightly: "From now on, be my woman." ”

What? Be his woman?

I'm a man, he's a ghost, this, this......

That aspect of the matter is secondary, the point is that I am going to stay with him for the rest of my life? Stay with a ghost.

Don't, it's terrible, I don't want it, I refuse.

I shook my head, shaking my head vigorously.

For my refusal, the male ghost's face did not change much, and he could not see joy or anger.

But some people, the more they can't see their joy and anger, the more terrifying they feel, such as the male ghost in front of them.

"However, not to be my wife, but to be my concubine." As if afraid that I would misunderstand something, the male ghost explained again.

Yes? Concubine!

I was stunned for a moment, and then I remembered that the male ghost was an ancient ghost, and his thoughts were still stuck in the era when men could have three wives and four concubines.

Maybe he thinks it's nothing for a man to have three wives and four concubines, and maybe he thinks that the more wives and concubines he has, the more he can show a man's ability. But I'm a modern person, and I care about this in my bones.

I said weakly, "Since you have a wife, you, you should love your wife so much, let me go, okay?" ”

The male ghost stared at me and didn't speak.

I lost my confidence in an instant, but I really didn't want to stay with him, let alone a concubine, even if it was a wife, I didn't want to, so I plucked up the courage and said: "Your wife will be unhappy if she knows, so ......"

"I want her to know!" The male ghost interrupted me, and a deep sadness drifted through his eyes.

What do I mean she wants to know?

Before I could figure out what this meant, I saw that the male ghost's face suddenly changed, and his eyes became impatient: "I don't force people to make things difficult, and I don't help people casually." Be my concubine, or die, you choose one. ”

Concubine? Die? Concubine? Die?

These two words kept circling in my mind, as if to say: choose me, choose me, but I want to say: the concubine can't do it.

I don't want to choose either.

"Huh?" The male ghost didn't have much patience with me, and when he saw that I didn't speak, he mumbled in a third voice, which sounded to me with a strong threat.

I shrunk my neck in fright, "I don't know ......"

I really don't know how to choose, and I can't ask him the mentally retarded question of whether he has a third choice, and I can't say that he doesn't want to choose such a thing.

"Since you don't know, then I'll help you choose." I didn't expect the male ghost to say this, I froze, and then I had a premonition.

Sure enough, the next second, the man leaned over and hooked his fingers to my chest, and the blanket was taken away by him.

"Ahh I was ashamed and afraid, covered my chest with my hands, closed my eyes and screamed.

I knew in my heart what the male ghost was going to do to me, and I was scared, but I didn't stop him, I didn't tell him that I chose to die.

Perhaps, I'm still too young, or I'm too afraid of death.

As I was screaming, I suddenly felt a pain in the back of my neck, and when I hurriedly opened my eyes, I saw the male ghost holding a necklace in his hand.

Isn't that the same necklace that still hung around my neck?

What did he do with my necklace?

As soon as I thought of this, I saw the male ghost raise his hand and throw the necklace out.

"You ......" I watched the necklace disappear into the night, but I didn't dare to say anything.

It was a birthday gift from my best friend Kobayashi, I have been wearing it for almost three years, and I have feelings, so I was thrown away by him, and my heart is bleeding.

But I didn't feel sorry for this necklace for long, because ......

Because the male ghost threw my necklace and came to deal with me.

He picked me up and threw me on the bed at random, and I fell heavily on the bed, my eyes glowing, but I didn't forget to escape.

But as soon as I propped up my body and wanted to leave, the male ghost had already taken off his clothes and pressed over.

It's not that I don't know the body structure of men, but I've never seen a live-action version, especially a good figure and structure like a male ghost, I'm very shy, I close my eyes and dare not look at it.

The male ghost hooked my waist with one hand, lifted me up, and rubbed me with the other.

My uncomfortable resistance: "Don't, don't ......"

But my little strength is really nothing to the male ghost, he ignores my resistance at all, and does whatever he has to do.

Suddenly, I felt an indescribable pain, and tears fell from my eyes.

"Ahh

I didn't know how long I was dizzy, and I woke up in a daze, feeling that he was still doing something to me.

I'm ashamed, I'm sad, I'm hateful, but there's nothing I can do.

Not daring to let him know that I was awake, I bit my lip and cried silently.

After that, I don't know when he ended up or how I fell asleep, except that when I woke up in the morning, I was the only one in bed.

It's a good thing he's not here, otherwise I wouldn't have known how to face him.

After lying on the bed for a while, mourning for a moment of silence for my lost youth, I got ready to get up, wash and get dressed.

But when I lifted the blanket and saw a lot of blood on the blanket, on the mat, on my thigh—the amount of blood that definitely didn't look like the night's blood—I had a gut feeling that I was going to die.

I thought I'm going to die, what else to wash, what to wear.

I hugged my knees and sat on the bed crying.

It's all because I'm too young, thinking that being his woman can really survive.

But I forgot that I am a human being, he is a ghost, the two of us have a relationship, how can I survive?

He must have sucked my essence out of me, and I was bleeding.

"Click!" The male ghost pushed the door in, saw that I was crying, and was stunned for a moment.

And when I saw him coming, I was not afraid.

What are you afraid of, I'm going to die anyway, so I'm not afraid, I raised my face and glared at him with hatred and anger.