It turns out that at the beginning, the friend who played the game of marbles with Liang Yongxin did not exist at all?

Just a playmate of his imagination?

I said: Are you Liang Yongxin, imaginary?

"It's not." The glass ghost sneered and said, "How can there be ghosts based on imagination alone?" ”

I said then you are ......

The glass ghost pointed to his head and said, "Imagine that there will be no ghosts, but depression and mental breakdowns will split." ”

The pain brought to the child by this control spell was far more painful than we imagined, otherwise, Liang Yongxin would not have been so frightened before, to listen to He Fang's words, and he would never want to try it a second time.

The glass ghost said: "In the entire school district, although Liang Yongxin was the worst one at that time, there were also many children who were cursed by their parents. ”

At that time, the master said: Our business is business, let me remind you first - the effect of the control spell is very domineering, and it will make the child very painful.

The parents asked, "Will there be an accident with the child?"

"No!" The master said, "Although the mantra is painful, it will not damage the body."

"Then it's fine, the pain doesn't matter...... No pain, no gain. "Those parents said categorically: There is a filial son under the stick..... Usually the child is very baby, naughty and don't dare to hit him, ninety for fear of making a mistake, you are a master, just meet our requirements.

As a result, the atmosphere of learning is very strong in the entire school district.

The glass ghost laughed strangely, "For countless days and nights, those children were locked in the room in a panic, I was mainly Liang Yongxin, plus the other children's mental disorders, and there were a lot of helpless strongmen in the whole community....... I am born of their resentment. ”

I was silent for a moment.

The glass ghost goes back to the previous thing.

Since then, something has not been quite right in Liang Yong's heart, and he talks to things that are unwarranted all day long.

The only entertainment in his life is to take advantage of He Fang's absence, being locked in the house and secretly playing marbles.

Days like this lasted until I went to college.

When he went to study in other places, Liang Yongxin finally thought that he was free, but he found something more terrifying.

Every morning at six o'clock, He Fang would call him to wake up.

Every Weibo and space news posted by Liang Yongxin was copied down by his mother, recorded in a notebook, and he looked through it every day, holding the notebook with a happy face.

Even his every love affair is strictly supervised.

For three or four hours every day, He Fang would ask Liang Yongxin to open the tablet, take the video next to him, and do nothing, just hold his cheeks, lie on a table, and watch him silently.

"What are you looking at him for?" I asked.

"Don't do anything, He Fang said, she just likes to watch her son, watch him go to the street, watch him study, watch him walk, go to the cafeteria to eat and let him put a tablet on the table, watch him eat, the happiest thing in her life is to do nothing and watch her son silently."

I heard this, and I had mixed emotions.

Suddenly, there were a lot of things I wanted to say, but I couldn't say them, I only felt a piercing creeping.

This is the love that is bound, He Fang is like a pervert, crazy about his son, Liang Yongxin is just like his name, he has a very resolute and brave heart, so he can persevere.

"So, He Fang is the murderer of his own son."

The glass ghost said calmly: "No matter how strong a person's heart is, there is also a limit threshold for bearing, this time I came back, it was the day after the Chinese Valentine's Day, this day was He Fang's birthday, so Liang Yongxin prepared his favorite gift for him, and he planned to give himself to her." ”

Let's be silent.

So by taxi driver master.

We glanced at each other, and we didn't think that this was not a supernatural event in the first place, but it was actually outrageously simple.....

It seems weird and terrifying, but in fact, it is just Liang Yongxin's suicide at the moment he arrives home.

Miao Qianqian was silent for a moment, "That's true, for every mother, the child is the best gift from God to herself, this gift...... For He Fang, it is also the best. ”

"Dear Yin friends, this is the death of Liang Yongxin—he died of heavy maternal love." The glass ghost said: "This is the unbearable weight of life, in this world, only love and hate hurt the most." ”

I've pretty much figured it out by now.

Liang Yongxin was already in the process of suppression, and he played the game of glass ghost with himself, those prophecies..... In fact, it was all prophesied by himself.

That's why the glass ghost's prophecy is so accurate, and his future death is to be killed.

From the bottom of his heart, he had a thought of wanting to die, he was killed...... Loved by his mother.

I stared at the glass ghost and said, "So, what is the reason why you said that Mo Bei's son will also be killed?"

The glass ghost smiled coldly, "I like to play with children, play with glass balls, I can feel the child's heart, that boy, his heart is very bitter, very depressed, he was enrolled in seven or eight cram schools, I think sooner or later, he will be killed like Liang Yongxin." ”

I pondered it for a moment and understood.

I didn't expect that the homicide of a taxi transporting a body home would lead to such a terrifying story.

Liang Yongxin did die of murder.

We thought it was a ghost thing, but we didn't think it was a human being, but it came more creepy than many ghosts.

I arched my hand and said to the glass ghost: I see! Thank you for opening up a puzzle for us, what are you going to do in the future? This place is about to be demolished, and you're a groundbound spirit who can't escape, but I can ask my friend if there's a way to help you get out.

"Why are you leaving?"

The glass ghost looked up at the ceiling, "Hey, hey, hey, I'm the resentment and pain of the children here, back then, this school district room was full of crazy parents, depressed children, I accompanied the lonely children here to play marbles, I was their only friend." ”

"Therefore, this generation has a lot of horror legends of the sound of marbles upstairs, these years, I have watched them leave one by one, this community is slowly deserted, and I have really witnessed a lot of things, among them, some of them are free from their parents, and some are still controlled like Liang Yongxin, and chose to commit suicide...... Dear friends of the Yin people, this place is going to be demolished, I was born from here, and I want to die from here. ”

I could see the determination of the glass ghost.

I didn't try to persuade it, we turned around and left.

As we descended the stairs, glass beads sounded in the dilapidated old building behind us, and in the empty room, the crisp sound of bells, bells, and bells echoed on the floor.

Like a lonely child, playing with marbles alone in the room.

Pinball ghost....

The lonely marbleball ghost still misses the time when he played with the lonely children.

Chen Tian sighed and said, "I just want to understand now, why do children's ghosts play with glass beads in the room?" And not in the sand? It was because they were restricted by their parents from going out of the room, so they could only hide and play alone. ”

Miao Qianqian's eyes were also a little red, and she sighed again and again: "Alas! Alas, poor marble, poor Liang Yongxin, I can't think of such a story of moving out....... In this world, hurting people doesn't have to go directly through the body, and some people once divided injuries into several categories, direct physical injuries, personality insult injuries, and controlling desire injuries..... Liang Yongxin died of a desire for control. ”

It was a murder in the name of love.

I was silent for a moment, and then I was silent.

A few months after this, I heard the news that He Fang had gone crazy and was sent to a mental hospital.

She hid her son's body in the freezer, looked at the refrigerator quietly every day, looked at her son's sleeping face, slept and got up to watch, and fell asleep again when she was tired, until she was found by a neighbor and forced to cremate the body.

While she was forcibly pulled away, she resisted like crazy: "Mom loves you!" Mom loves you so much! Why are you dying, why can't you understand the mother's painstaking efforts!? ”

After another half a month of this rumor, I heard another news, He Fang, who couldn't see her son, collapsed, her life had lost everything, and she chose to commit suicide.

Her life was so simple, she lived for her son and died for her son.