Chapter 1202: The Ghost Who Sings Peking Opera
"Okay."
Sun Jian nodded and agreed.
At this time, Tianjun had already come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and when he saw me and Sun Jian chatting, he couldn't help but quip: "Brother Yiyang, you are amazing, you are really a self-acquaintance, and you have chatted so happily with Mr. Sun so soon." ”
"What, are you envious?"
"If you are envious, you can also join in, and the three of us will be happier chatting together."
"I don't want it."
Tianjun rolled his eyes at me impatiently, and said slowly: "You readers, chatting is always wrinkled, and I'm not used to it at all. ”
"I still prefer to chat with Uncle Shen, he is the most easy-going person I know."
"Oh, yes, I just remembered when I heard you say that."
"It's been so long since we've been here, and we haven't called him to report his safety!"
After that, I smiled apologetically at Sun Jian, took the phone and walked outside the door to make a call.
After dialing Shen Yun's phone, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone after a while.
"Hey, Yiyang, is that you?"
"It's me, godfather, what are you doing?"
"I've just finished eating, and now I'm going to take a shower, and I'm taking off my clothes."
"Haha."
Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh strangely: "Have you taken off your clothes, do you want to send a photo to take a look?" ”
"Wow, Yiyang, when did you get so heavy?"
"Don't scare your godfather, godfather is old, don't be scared!"
"Okay then."
I straightened my face and said solemnly: "Godfather, we have arrived in Hong Kong, and we are currently living in Mr. Sun's house, and he will send someone to send us to Guo's house tomorrow." ”
"Okay, I know, pay attention to your safety when you get to Guo's house."
"There are some things that don't be forced, sometimes you have to have them in life, you know?"
"Understood, godfather, don't worry, I won't force anything."
"I'll face it tomorrow with a normal heart, and there won't be any mood swings."
"It's not too big, just think that group of people are passers-by, and after asking about the news in the village, I will leave immediately."
"Okay, then after you come out of Guo's house tomorrow, you can call your godfather and tell him the specific situation."
"Okay, then you can take a shower first, I'm going to take a shower too."
"Okay, then let's wash it together!"
"Get out!"
"I don't want to wash with you, a big man!"
After pretending to be righteous, I hung up the phone.
After putting away the phone, I suddenly saw Xue Yan and Fengchen and other three people walking this way from the path in front.
So I called out, "Snow Goose, are you back so soon?" ”
"That's right!"
Xue Yan replied softly: "Let's go to the front and take a walk, and there is nothing strange to find, Yiyang, who did you call just now?" ”
"Godfather." My simple response is two words.
Then he joked at Fengchen: "Fengchen, why don't you go take a bath now?" ”
"No, you go first."
"When you're all done showering, it's not too late for me to take a shower."
"Okay then."
I smiled at the three of them, turned around and went back to the house to take a shower.
On this day, I traveled from Chancheng to Hong Kong, and I was indeed tired, but fortunately, nothing happened at night, and I went to bed after taking a shower.
The night in Hong Kong is very quiet, probably because of the villa in the mid-levels, the environment here is also quite good, lying in bed and even seeing the stars outside the window.
The night here is completely different from the night in Chancheng.
Looking at the stars outside the window, I remembered the scenes with Bai Ruoyun again, and after more than a month, I actually had to meet him again.
Only this time, in what capacity should I meet him?
I don't know, and I don't dare to imagine.
There are too many chasms and mountains between me and him that we cannot cross, and we do not have the heart to cross them.
After lying on the bed and recalling for a while, I felt a little tired in a trance, so I covered the quilt and rested quietly.
When I slept until midnight, I didn't know if I was dreaming in a daze.
It's just vaguely as if his whole body is bound by something, and he can't move at all.
But my mind was awake again, and the most terrible thing was that it seemed as if I heard the sound of singing Peking Opera in my ears.
The sound came to my ears from far and near, sometimes it seemed to be on the ceiling above my head, and the next it seemed to be in my ears, and I could even hear the sound of gasping while singing.
What was even more shocking was that I seemed to feel as if there was a person sitting on the edge of my bed, and although I couldn't see him in the fog, I could clearly feel his presence, and it was so real that it almost made my pores open at all.
The sound of Peking Opera in my ears is still continuing, and this time it is neither Su Sanqijie, nor Zhun Pingying, nor Sanjiadian, but Taiping lyrics!
It's so strange, this Taiping lyrics don't seem to be the style that Yu Yang's small voice is good at, but this voice in his ears sings eloquently, and it actually has a bit of the charm of the Beijing school, and the words are correct and round, and you can hear that the singing skills are very good.
"You...... Who are you? I plucked up the courage to ask softly.
However, no one responded to me, and the sound of singing Peking Opera in my ears was still there, and it was still Taiping lyrics.
"Who the hell are you?" Again, I ask questions.
This time there was still no answer, but the singing voice suddenly stopped, and the person who had been sitting on the edge of my bed seemed to have disappeared all together, at least, I couldn't sense his presence.
At this time, my hands and feet seemed to be able to move, and there was no discomfort on my body, and the feeling of restraint disappeared in an instant.
Call......
I took a long, deep breath and sat up from the bed.
Looking around, I found that everything in the house was quiet as usual, and outside the window, the moon was sparse, and there was nothing unusual at all.
He reached out and touched his forehead again, but he was already covered in sweat.
Is it a nightmare?
I asked myself in some surprise, then shook my head again, and fell back into bed with my head covered.
However, at this time, I couldn't sleep anymore, and my mind kept repeating the image just now, so blurry, but so real, it made me feel like I was in a different world.
I thought I'd have to figure this out tomorrow anyway, otherwise even if we leave Hong Kong, I'll be uneasy.
What's more, that Sun Jian will still live here in the future, if he doesn't solve the problem, he is afraid that something will happen sooner or later in the future.
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