Shangguan Yun'er, from death to becoming a powerful ghost, has always had two problems left in her heart.

One is that when she mentioned death for the first time, whether Yan Weimin felt heavy and guilty and persuaded her, or really chose to keep her because she liked her.

The other is that after she died, there was a lot of uproar, and everyone was afraid of her, but what about him, would he also be afraid that she would kill him?

She didn't know what she was obsessed with, but these two questions always lingered in her heart, and she couldn't ignore them.

Even if she turns into a ghost now, making everyone who doesn't want to see her suffer endless struggles.

However, there is always such a corner in her heart, and in that corner lives Xu Jingwen, who used to be inferior, sensitive but proud.

She still has a cowardly attachment to the teenager, and in front of the teenager, she still imagines the original appearance.

She didn't want him to think she was terrible.

She couldn't ask him realistically, because she wasn't strong enough to tell if he was telling a lie. As long as she possesses herself, and then recalls it, emotions and memories can't hide it from her, and she will naturally know the answer.

And, most importantly, she did not dare to meet him.

has probably become a ghost, in the face of love and self-esteem, she is still the timid and cowardly Xu Jingwen.

Until the end, An Ningning confronted her and offered to meet him in a dream.

Because in the dream she can extract the memories of everyone in the dream, as long as she asks the crucial question, she can see the answer.

And now, she saw the answer.

"You, always thought that I would kill you?"

Her voice was no longer weak, cold and hoarse, but it seemed to hide sadness.

Yan Weimin was very sensitive to it.

"Silent ......"

"I know, I know that's the case." She chuckled, for herself at this moment, for the scene at this moment, the indescribable absurdity and bitterness.

"It's just, I always thought you knew."

"Even in this world, how much blood has been stained on my hands, how many lives have been erased. You should know, I'll never kill you. ”

"Once you hesitated and panicked when you saw me, I also let you go first!" She erupted, her voice slowly lowering again, "At that time, I was not dead yet, but I let go of you. ”

"Besides, now."

"Silent ......"

Yan Weimin looked at this fragile girl, looking at her thin clothes, she was so weak, but she took the lives of so many people.

His throat was so dry that he wanted to cry and feel a little sad, but he couldn't deceive the fear that rose from the bottom of his heart.

He exhaled tremblingly, pursed his dry lips, and could only call her name uselessly but uncontrollably.

"Jingwen."

She interrupted him.

"Actually, after I met you, I vaguely knew in my heart that I couldn't expect you to choose to be with a disabled person, but I just wanted to hear a word about your care."

"Does it hurt even if you ask me?"

"I'm really content."

But what did he do then?

Silent. Silent. Except that silence is silence.

How could she not see his evasion?

She wanted to cry.

But life and death are separated, and she doesn't even have the right to cry.

"Jingwen, I'm not good at all."

His eyes were red, as if he had made some decision, but he said solemnly, word by word.

"At home, my cousins are better than me, and even if I try hard, there seems to be a long gap between me and them. None of them were optimistic about me, including my parents. ”

"So, I ran away and came to this game, numbing myself."

"Your attachment and affection for me is like a treasure that I haven't had in more than ten years, and I love to spend time with you so much - and then slowly like you."

"Later, I said that what you like is too strong and oppressive, which makes me breathless, so it's not that I want to escape."

"Because after saying that I like you, I should think about it, think about the responsibility I should have, and not want to get away when I feel pressured."

"I'm so cowardly that I even look down on myself." He crouched down, holding his head, covering his face, with a faint cry.

"I thought of how you mustered all the courage to come to my appointment, and I ...... And I felt ashamed of it. His voice trembled, "I really think I'm a fucking asshole!" ”

The girl in the distance, her eyes half-bent, seemed to be laughing, and she seemed to be crying.

She staggered over and placed her hands on his shoulders, "Enough, really enough." ”

"I'm really enough, Wei Min."

She whispered.

"In my short life, in the days when I felt hopeless and dark, it was your presence that lit up my life, let me know what it is like to be truly cared for by someone, and let me know what it is like to like someone."

"I stopped those ridiculous acts."

"I no longer pathologically, unprincipledly, and undignified to collect the pity and attention of those people."

"I don't indulge myself anymore, I don't care about all the criticism and scolding of me."

"Because of you, I seem to have found myself in the numbness."

"It's also because of you that my hollow heart suddenly felt hurt from everyone."

A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, as if she thought of a warm past, and her face was soft and gentle.

"Jingwen, it was my negligence. When those people were accusing you like they used to, I should have stood up! I should have made it clear! Instead of letting these rumors spread around. ”

He looked up, tears in his eyes.

"I can say that the reason why this girl has relapsed is because I lost her, I made her sad, I made her taste rejection and disgust, so she will regain her original appearance to protect herself."

The girl smiled lightly, without recognition or denial.

"Yan Weimin."

She shouted softly and coquettishly as if she had known his name for the first time.

"I'll tell you for the first and last time."

"I've never hated you."

"We've been through so much, from life to death, and we're still entangled, but I never regret it."

"I'll never regret that I met you and liked you."

Her transparent hand wanted to caress the tear-stained side of his face, but she remembered something, and her fingers bent, clenched into a fist, and withdrew.

"I'm glad - I have you in my life."

She smiled, just like when she was in love.

"After that, it will never be seen again."

"You're going to be good."

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