[I thought it was a pretty good story. The death of my aunt is a sad thing, but the "follow-up" I saw was quite warm, a bit like a healing ghost movie. There are quite a few movies of this healing genre. That's how I thought at the time. 】

[Then, just recently, just a few days ago, I accompanied my mother to visit my uncle again and bring them some dumplings and meatballs that my mother made herself. My little cousin was taking interest classes outside at the time and was not at home, and I heard that her grandmother picked her up, and my uncle was alone at home. My mother and uncle were chatting, and they happened to see that my uncle's house was sorting out things, it should be the winter solstice for my aunt to burn paper, and also burned my aunt's old clothes and relics, a lot of things in the house were sorted out, and some unwanted things had to be thrown away.

[Uncle said that in the past, these were all taken care of by my aunt. When the temperature dropped, he looked for his and his little cousin's winter clothes for a while, and he didn't pay attention to where his aunt received the clothes, but he finally found them, and he didn't know how to take them out in advance to wash and dry, and the clothes all had the smell of being in the closet for a long time. When my mother heard this, she complained that my uncle hadn't said it before, otherwise she would have come to help. She helped her uncle continue to pack his things. I also gave a little bit of a hand. 】

[At this opportunity, I found an electronic photo frame in my uncle's house. My uncle said that he had bought it before, and then the things piled up more and more, and the photo frame was put away. Looking at the photos inside, the little cousin was still a child who was held in her hands at that time. My uncle watched it with me for a while, and when the first round of photos was played, he felt that his aunt was a little chubby before giving birth, and she became even fatter after giving birth.

[When I heard that, I didn't react yet.] My mother suddenly said that the last time she went out with her aunt and little cousin, she was on a short-term trip, but my uncle didn't go, and they took a photo and didn't send it to my aunt yet. She pulled out her phone. The picture in there, the little cousin is similar to what I saw. Aunt holding the little cousin? Just describe it to your uncle? Is it a somewhat fat woman who looks gentle? But it's a little different from the body and photos I saw? A little fatter, just a little fatter. 】

[I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Wait until you're done helping out at your uncle's house? My little cousin was also sent back by her grandmother, and my mother and I were ready to leave. The little cousin was wooden at that time? Same as the previous few times? I don't like to talk, it's like being separated from me and my mother again. She didn't talk much to her uncle and grandmother, and when she entered the door, she went back to her room. My uncle also complained to my mother? Say that the little cousin has not been doing well lately? The school teacher said there was nothing wrong with her, but when she stayed home, it didn't look right. They also discussed whether to send their little cousin to a psychiatrist. The little cousin's grandmother said, why don't you let the little cousin live with her for a while? Staying in the house here, always thinking about your aunt? It will be bad, and it may be better to change the environment.

[Are they just discussing? I didn't decide, and I didn't interject. None of them noticed? The little cousin opened a crack in the door? Standing behind the door looking at the living room. What does that look like? It's weird. I don't think she's looking at her father, or her grandmother, or me and my mother. I followed her gaze to the corner of the living room. I didn't see anything. It was a bad feeling. Her straight look...... The look of a child is quite terrifying. At that time, I also felt that my little cousin needed psychological counseling.

Then my mother and I took our leave. My uncle called my little cousin to come out and give it away, and she just opened the door and stood at the door of her bedroom looking at us. My mother said forget it, and after saying goodbye to my little cousin, she went to the entrance. I was following my mother when I heard the lock of the gate click open. But I could see that my mother was still wearing her shoes, hooking them with one hand and leaning against the wall with the other. There's no way she's going to open the door with her mouth, right? My uncle and my little cousin's grandmother were behind me.

[I'm a little stunned. My mother didn't notice anything unusual, twisted the doorknob and pulled the door open, not realizing that the lock had been opened. With this in mind, I followed my mother out. Like last time, my uncle stood in the hallway to say goodbye to us. I had something in mind, so I took a few steps and looked back this time. 】

[I saw that behind the door, the little cousin went back to her bedroom, and just like just now, opened a crack in the door and looked in the direction of the entrance. Behind the gate, my uncle was standing there, one arm blocked by the door. And then on that half of the shoulder, there is a hand. I only saw that hand. That hand was the left hand, the woman's hand, very thin, with long fingers, long nails, and no wedding ring on the ring finger. I paid special attention to this. My uncle still wears a wedding ring on his finger. His aunt's wedding ring was put in an urn by him and buried with his aunt. This incident was at the memorial service that day, I heard several people say that my aunt's wedding ring was a diamond ring, which was quite expensive. 】

[At that time, I had goosebumps all over my body, and I wanted to go back and push open the door to see whose hand it was, but I didn't have the courage at all. My mother had pressed the elevator and urged me to pass. I stiffened my way to the elevator. The process of the elevator going down felt very long for me. I asked my mother, what kind of person was my aunt? Isn't it particularly skinny? Did you die of illness? Asked a lot. My mother was only curious about me. She was close to her uncle and aunt, so she remembered a lot of things. 】

[What is certain is that my aunt has always been the kind of body of flesh, and she has never been particularly thin. My aunt used to drag my mother to lose weight together, but she didn't succeed. The little cousin also inherited the physique of her aunt, and she looks like a fleshy man. So the very thin, very slender woman I saw was definitely not my aunt.

[I didn't want to believe this, and asked my aunt how she died.] My mom couldn't tell. It is said that the body suddenly felt unwell, but I can't tell what the problem is, it is pain for no reason, there are all over the body, and I went to the hospital to do all the examinations, but I didn't find the problem, and I suspect that it is a hallucination caused by mental stress. They went to a psychiatric hospital again, but they didn't find any problems. After that, my uncle was busy with work and traveled frequently. My mother often came to visit my aunt and took her out to play. My aunt's parents also noticed that something was wrong with my aunt, and they often came and went during that time. My aunt also said that her body didn't hurt much at the time. Everyone felt that it was really because of the nervousness. 】

[However, after my uncle finished his business trip, and a few days after he came back, my aunt died. They didn't do an autopsy either. My aunt died suddenly, and my uncle called 120 for first aid, and the simple judgment was sudden death. I feel that if the inspection did not find a problem at that time, my body should have been sick a long time ago. 】

[I don't think it's that simple. As far as the female ghost I saw, it doesn't seem to be my aunt. If she had already entered her uncle's house, her aunt's problems might have been caused by the female ghost. The little cousin seems to be able to see the female ghost as well. I'm not alone in seeing that thing. 】

[I was a little worried about the safety of my uncle and little cousin, but it was the first time I had encountered such a thing in more than twenty years of life. I believe I'm not dazzled, but I don't know what I'm seeing. If I told my mother and uncle about this, would they believe it? After all, it's not been a year since I've resumed contact with them. Speaking of which, I'm an outsider to this family. Also, what should I do with this kind of thing? Do you want your uncle to move, or do you want to ask a master to do the same thing as in the movie? Or is it left alone, left for a while, and it will go on its own? There are so many questions. 】

[I also want to ask for your opinion. If the submission is sent out, I'd like to see what other people think. How so...... The distance between relatives and the fact that this incident is so bizarre that I really don't know what to do. 】

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Li Yun and Uncle Li leaned together and finished reading this long private message submission.

Uncle Li turned his head and asked Li Yun, "How is it?" Is it true? Do you have to find this person quickly? There's already a man dead......" he said, worried.

Li Yun frowned, shook his head and said, "It's not all true. In some places, it's lying. He slid the mouse and moved it over some paragraphs. Bitterness...... I could feel his hatred for his mother and his relatives on his mother's side. ”

"Hate?" Uncle Li was surprised, squinted his eyes and looked carefully at the content of the submission, and shook his head slightly.

He and Li Yun read it all, but he didn't notice the hatred between the lines, but he could feel that the contributor was not close enough to these relatives, maybe it was the little cousin, he liked it more. Judging by the family relationships he described, such coldness is not surprising.

Li Yun said: "Hate is hate, there is lying, but he should really see something." At least a few paragraphs here," Li Yun moved his mouse, "I saw the contents ......of the female ghost's hands and half of her body, all of which were true, not made up." Whether the ghost killed or not, it is not clear. ”

"Do you want to contact him?" Uncle Li asked, "It's not good to have a ghost in a living person's house." ”

"Hmm." Li Yun agreed, but he didn't know how to ask about the situation of the netizen who submitted it.

Uncle Li is a man of action, and he doesn't think there is anything to worry about in this matter, so he directly opened the handwriting keyboard and wrote crookedly on the screen with the mouse, "Ask for contact information." He probably won't give a specific address. Just ask where you are. If he has any ideas, can you see them directly? ”

Uncle Li turned his head to look at Li Yun.

"It's up to him what he thinks." Li Yun said helplessly.

He can easily recognize the intense emotions of others. The "hourglass tyrant" who contributed to the article wrote about his mother, uncle, aunt and others, all of whom were disdainful and disgusted, and his emotions overflowed. Especially when it comes to his uncle, the hatred seems stronger than for his mother. The excitement and excitement when mentioning female ghosts is not fake. He didn't care about the life or death of his uncle's family, and even gloated about his uncle's family for provoking ghosts. The only one he had pity for was the little cousin.

"I hope he can tell a little clue for that little girl's sake." Li Yun said expectantly.

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Feng Zhihui and a group of old men and women lined up at the school gate, waiting for the children to come out of school. The teacher who came out of the teaching building first, Feng Zhihui didn't know, and he was not his daughter Feng Siyun's homeroom teacher. Among the parents in the queue, some people came out of the line and crowded to the school gate. The strange young teacher shouted the children's names and handed the children to each parent. There was another class coming out of the teaching building at the back, but it was still not Feng Siyun's class, so Feng Zhihui had to continue to wait in the queue.

Class after class, student after student, were sent out of the school gate by the teachers and handed over to the parents. It's a long process. Some of the parents in the queue complained, but were quickly educated by others.

Last year, an incident of elementary school students being taken away by strangers made local news. Fortunately, it was an oolong incident. The specific experience is that the parents of a certain child have something to do temporarily, and ask the uncle to pick up someone. As a result, the child who was mistaken was confused, and when he saw that this uncle was about the same size as his father, wearing the same down jacket, he directly stepped forward and grabbed someone's hand and walked in the direction of home. The uncle was also big-hearted, and he didn't bow his head to confirm the child's appearance, but when his little nephew saw him first, he pulled himself away. The two fools, one big and one small, went out and said a few words to the horse's mouth before they found out the problem. At the school gate, the child's real father found that the child's classmates had come out, and they all said that their children had already left the school gate, and they were so frightened that they called the police. The teachers and leaders of Qiuzhi Primary School were also shocked and broke out in a cold sweat.

Since then, the homeroom teachers at Seeking Knowledge Elementary School have one more job. Parents who have time to pick up their children are all one-on-one, and they have to confirm with the teacher face to face that the good person can match before they can take the child away; If you don't have time to pick up your child, you have to say hello in advance and make it clear to the teacher that the child can go home by himself before the school releases him.

When Feng Zhihui first lined up, he was also educated by the old men and ladies around him. Now I listen to them bring up the old things again, and take out the words they taught him as they are to educate others, and I am secretly amused in my heart.

I don't know how many times these people pick up and drop off their children like this every day, and tell this story.

Feng Zhihui's eyes lit up suddenly, and he saw Feng Siyun's head teacher.

However, Feng Siyun's class was still queuing at the entrance of the teaching building, and there was still a class in front of him, and the students were not completely taken away.

Feng Zhihui stretched his neck, looking for Feng Siyun's figure among those children.

Feng Siyun is tall and at the end of the class. The students in front of her weren't much shorter than her. Feng Zhihui watched for a long time, but he didn't find his daughter.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for Feng Siyun's class to arrive at the school gate.

Feng Zhihui hurriedly walked out of the team.

As soon as he got closer, Feng Zhihui saw Feng Siyun.

Feng Siyun and Feng Zhihui met their eyes, which was counted as a greeting. Whatever the classmate next to her said, she quickly turned her head to talk to her classmate and stopped looking at Feng Zhihui.

Feng Zhihui didn't know the parents around him, and after waving his hand to his daughter, he stood in the crowd.

The head teacher sent the students out one by one, saw Feng Zhihui, and greeted, "Father Feng, hello." Feng Siyun, your father is here to pick you up. She turned around and called Feng Siyun.

Feng Zhihui nodded dryly, called out to Teacher Wang, and did not keep his mouth on his mouth when picking up his children like other parents, and would ask a few words about his child's performance in school.

Feng Siyun grabbed the strap of his schoolbag and stood in front of Feng Zhihui.

"Let's go." Feng Zhihui took Feng Siyun's hand.

The daughter, who is only in the second grade, inherits his genes, is tall and thin, and looks like a beautiful little girl. The facial features of the two are also very similar, with the same round eyes and round faces. Such a look is not heroic enough in a man, but in a little girl, it is especially cute.

Feng Zhihui has always loved his daughter.

Different from the restraint in front of the homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, he was very relaxed in front of his daughter, and asked softly in a soft voice, "How is it at school today?" What was taught in class? ”

Feng Siyun lowered his head and didn't answer immediately, and after a while, he briefly said which section of the three main courses in addition to language and mathematics were taught today, and in a few words, Feng Zhihui's question was dismissed.

"What about the other classes? Did you play with your classmates after class? Feng Zhihui asked again.

Feng Siyun said impatiently: "It's only ten minutes after class, we're still on the second floor, what's so fun?" I learned a song in music class, and I learned a song in character class. ”

"Oh." Feng Zhihui paused and changed the subject uncomfortably, "What do you want to eat at night?" Do you continue to eat the steak you bought yesterday? ”

Feng Siyun also replied to Feng Zhihui with an "oh", still lacking interest, too lazy to take care of Feng Zhihui's appearance.

Feng Zhihui sighed in his heart.

"We went to my grandmother's house on the weekends. Daddy can't cook well, you'll just do it. When I arrived at my grandmother's house on the weekend, I told my grandmother what you wanted to eat. Feng Zhihui said.

Feng Siyun thought seriously for a while, "I want to eat fish, fried hairtail." ”

"Good. We called my grandmother in the evening. Feng Zhihui breathed a sigh of relief and agreed with a smile.

The father and daughter soon returned to the community.

Feng Zhihui took out the key to open the door, entered the entrance, and found that Feng Siyun was still standing at the door, holding the strap of the schoolbag tightly with both hands, and his small mouth was also pursed into a slit, and the whole person looked very nervous.

Feng Zhihui was helpless and a little sad, and said softly: "Come in." I turned on the air conditioner and it was already warm in the house. ”

Feng Siyun's eyes fell behind Feng Zhihui, and he mustered up the courage to step into the house.

The sound of the door closing made her little body tremble slightly. She lowered her head and changed her shoes.

Feng Zhihui had already entered the kitchen, preparing to fry the steak.

Feng Siyun changed his shoes and passed through the kitchen, and couldn't help but say, "You forgot to wash your hands again." Wash your hands before you get home. ”

Feng Zhihui subconsciously quibbled: "I'll take out the steak to thaw it first......" He looked at his daughter and accepted the words.

Both father and daughter felt the cold loneliness that permeated the air. Air conditioning and warm air can't dispel this atmosphere.

In the past, this kind of thing was said by another person.

Although the tone is similar, the voices of one big and one small are completely different.

Feng Siyun looked away, and his gaze fell on the corner of the living room again.

She turned her head in fright, slipped into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and rinsed her hands with a clatter.

"Don't be in such a hurry. The water was splashing out. Feng Zhihui followed behind Feng Siyun and also entered the bathroom, blocking the door of the bathroom.

Feng Siyun slowly calmed down.

After washing her hands, she looked up and saw a mirror in the bathroom.

Her face suddenly turned extremely pale.