Beyond the Stars

1

Lately, I always feel like there’s someone extra in the room.

Especially when I lose a game, it’s like he’s scolding me for being a loser in my ear!

After installing the camera, I really discovered something unusual.

At twelve o’clock in the evening, more than twenty spiders gathered in the corner of my house. They lined up neatly, as if waiting for some leader to give orders.

This lasted for about two minutes, then they began to disperse, crawling excitedly in all directions, not knowing where they were going.

I was so shocked that I broke out in a cold sweat and took the video to ask people what this phenomenon was.

But there is no reliable answer.

“Why don’t you get two cats? You like them anyway, they can keep you company, and they can eat spiders.”

My colleague who didn’t believe in ghosts or Buddha couldn’t explain the reason, but he provided a solution.

Then, I, the unlucky one, spent a huge amount of money to buy two extremely expensive cats.

The moment I brought them home, I clearly felt that the two little guys’ eyes changed and their hair stood up.

Staring at the gathering place of spiders in the corner, whimpering continuously.

I kept walking into the door, not daring to move.

I used to often hear old people say that cats are yin, can communicate with spirits, and can bring a corpse back to life if they come into contact with it.

I didn’t think about this when I bought it, but now that I think about it, my legs are weak.

Did you really see something?

A gust of wind blew and the door slammed shut.

I was so spineless that I sat on the ground and screamed in fear.

It took me a while to recover.

At this time, the two kittens also calmed down, lying in the cage, their eyes rolling around, looking around vigilantly.

I comforted myself that it was normal to feel a little scared when I first arrived in a new environment.

The cat is immature, so I have to be mature.

Don’t be superstitious.

2

After packing up the cat bed, cat bowl and other supplies, an hour and a half had passed.

Wait two more hours and it will be twelve o’clock.

I couldn’t help but open the game, thinking about observing while playing.

The result was five consecutive losses.

In the last game, I was hit by the opponent’s assassin and hid in the bushes and didn’t dare to go out.

Suddenly, a sneering voice came from my ear: Why have you been squatting in the grass? Don’t you have any paper?

I was so shocked that I looked around immediately, but I didn’t see anyone.

It must be because I was overworked, under great psychological pressure, and had a strong sense of guilt, which caused me to have auditory hallucinations.

It’s been a long time since I finished the game, but my heart is still pounding.

I was afraid of sudden death, so I took melatonin and went to bed quickly.

When I watched the surveillance video the next day, I was shocked.

The spider team still appeared, and what was even more strange was that two kittens were also at the end of the team.

With his chin raised and ears erect, he looks like a proud soldier.

I quickly showed the video to my colleague: “Didn’t you say cats eat spiders? How come they look like comrades on the same front?”

My colleague watched them over and over again, and finally came to the conclusion: “Maybe this kind of beautiful breed has a more picky taste. Otherwise, why don’t you get a rural cat?”

I was so angry that I wanted to curse: “I don’t have the money to support another master, so I’d better buy some insecticide.”

3

When I got home in the evening, I first drank two large cups of black coffee and sprayed insecticide all over the house.

Then take the cat out, wait until twelve o’clock, and come back.

After waiting and waiting, the time has finally come.

When I opened the door, I was stunned.

The spider was gone, but why was there a young man in black clothes and short hair sitting on the sofa?

His legs were so long and crossed that my sofa looked pitifully small.

Her bangs hung down, covering half of her eyebrows and eyes. Her lips looked nice, soft and moist, but too pale.

“Explain why you came back so late?”

He stared at me, his voice low and full of resentment.

I came to my senses and started to run out.

The door moved without wind and closed with a bang.

I hurriedly turned the doorknob, but it wouldn’t turn.

A cold wind blew behind me, accompanied by a creepy feeling of oppression. The young man’s voice sounded faintly above my head:

“Turn around and look at me.”

Um???

After struggling for a while, I turned back with a bitter face: “I came back at the wrong time, you continue, take whatever you want, you are welcome.”

He raised an eyebrow: “You can, too?”

After saying that, he snorted and laughed: “You think I’m a thief? Have you ever seen a thief as handsome as me?”

Never seen it.

I turned around shivering and raised my head.

He was very close to me, so close that I could see the small mole on the tip of his nose.

This scene seemed familiar. A name flashed through my mind like lightning, but disappeared before I could capture it.

I said with a sad face: “Who are you? Do we know each other?”

He smiled inexplicably, his whole body filled with a dangerous aura, lowered his head, and moved his handsome face closer.

I almost suspected that he was going to kiss me.

But he stopped just one centimeter away from me, raised his eyebrows and smiled jokingly: “Little fool, are you afraid of sleep paralysis?”

4

I am familiar with sleep paralysis.

Since a year ago, I have often suddenly become conscious in the middle of the night, unable to speak or move.

I searched on Baidu and it said it was sleep paralysis, so I didn’t take it too seriously.

But now that he mentioned it, I tasted something unusual.

“Could it be that you are the ghost who always oppresses me?”

“you guess?”

After saying that, he turned around and walked straight to the bathroom and closed the door.

The room fell into an eerie silence. Even the kitten stopped moving. It lay in the cage, quietly looking in the direction where he disappeared.

I held my breath and listened for a while, making sure there was no sound coming from the bathroom. Then I plucked up my courage and walked out of the bathroom door.

I listened carefully for a while, but still heard nothing.

So I asked in a soft voice, “I have medicine for constipation.”

No one responded.

After a few minutes, I lost my patience and opened the bathroom door.

There was no one inside, and all the furnishings looked familiar to me.

Only the curtains kept fluttering and falling in the night wind.

The bright moon shines through the small window, casting a lustrous glow.

I’m on the 17th floor. Did he slip away through the sewer?

I wanted to check the surveillance, but all the surveillance were broken.

It’s so weird.

I wanted to call the police, but I thought it was too unbelievable and I was afraid people would think I was crazy.

After struggling all night, I finally made it to dawn. I immediately got up, packed my things and prepared to move.

But unexpectedly, I saw a note on the dinner table.

The handwriting is beautiful and neat.

“You are not allowed to move away. You will bear the consequences at your own risk.”

Can he see everything I do?

No, I must call the police.

The next second after this thought came to mind, a piece of paper appeared out of nowhere on the table.

The handwriting was illegible, obviously written in a hurry.

“Don’t call the police.”

Oh my god.

I was so surprised that I made the same expression as Yue Yunpeng.

“Are you really a ghost?”

Once again, a note appeared out of nowhere on the table: “Childish, get back to work.”

He has a terrible attitude.

He has no sense of manly ethics and always suffers from sleep paralysis.

5

After get off work, I just refused to go home.

I am willing to burn myself out for the company and contribute every strand of my hair.

A colleague said in dissatisfaction: “Don’t be so arrogant, people won’t think you are working hard, they will just feel that being single is really pitiful.”

Killing someone and destroying their heart.

I typed code frantically and ignored it.

Over the years, I have been living a life between home and work, refusing all social activities and not making new friends.

I don’t even dare to go back to my hometown.

Just because there is someone hidden in my heart.

When I was young, I didn’t know how high the sky was and how deep the earth was, and I easily made a lifetime commitment.

But I never thought that happiness is like bubbles, which disappear in the blink of an eye.

The man is dead.

I was left alone, feeling miserable and painful at the slightest touch.

I dare not tell anyone for fear of being laughed at.

A flash of inspiration came to me and I suddenly stopped.

If you don’t dare tell it to others, you can tell it to ghosts.

Isn’t there a saying that every ghost you are afraid of is someone that others miss seeing day and night?

Thinking of this, I immediately packed my things and ran home in a hurry.

I usually take the subway home, but today I was generous for once and took a taxi.

Soon, I regretted it.

It’s rush hour after get off work and the traffic is so congested.

The driver was distracted by my constant urging and was about to collide head-on with a van.

The scream was stuck in my throat and I waited desperately for death to come.

But I don’t know how the vehicle managed to move sideways and actually avoided the van.

The driver and I looked at each other in cold sweat.

“Am I dazzled?” the driver said tremblingly, “May our ancestors bless us, may our ancestors bless us.”

I didn’t dare answer.

Because I noticed someone was holding my hand and stroking it gently as if to comfort me.

After getting off the bus safely, my calves were still weak and I stood on the side of the road, panting like a dog.

A familiar voice sounded in my ears: “You are so lucky to have such a handsome guy like me by your side.”

“This blessing is given to you, do you want it?”

Would I have been so frightened if it hadn’t been for him?

If it weren’t for him, would I be so anxious?

If it weren’t for him, would I have suddenly taken a taxi?

Fear turned into anger, and I kicked and punched the source of the sound.

Passersby looked at me as if I were a fool.

After making a fuss for quite a while, I finally gave up.

When I got home, I cleared my throat and said, “I want to have a good talk with you.”

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the boy slowly took shape in the void.

He crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and looked at me with interest: “You are very brave, what do you want to talk about?”

I took a deep breath to give myself courage: “I want to ask you about a person. No, I want to ask you about a ghost.”

His eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips gradually pursed into a straight line: “Who?”

“Song Liang.”

I don’t know if it was my illusion, but I felt that after I said these two words, the temperature around me suddenly dropped a lot.

After a long silence, he walked over to me and sat down, leaning back with most of his body slumped on the sofa, his chin lifted up, his white neck stretched out, the blue veins faintly visible under his skin.

A little sexy.

“Is this person important to you?” he asked.

Without any hesitation, I nodded and said “yes”.

He chuckled and sat up straight: “Is that so? Then I have to think carefully about what conditions I can offer you in exchange.”

He actually wants to make conditions for helping others. What a realistic ghost.

“How long do you want to think?”

He collapsed back onto the sofa: “Just make it clear to me that in this family, you have to respect me and be polite.”

I???

This is not only a realistic ghost, but also a bureaucratic ghost.

“Why?”

“Ability crushing.”

Yes, the strong prey on the weak, it’s the way of nature.

“Okay, thank you for saving me today.” After saying this vaguely, I rushed into the bathroom to take a shower.

I dare not stay any longer.

It’s still a bit weird to be in the same room with a ghost.

I even played that song: I am afraid of ghosts, but they didn’t hurt me at all. I am not afraid of people, but they hurt me all over…

Thinking about brainwashing myself.

Before going to bed at night, I suddenly thought of a question: “Why do you gather a group of spiders every day? Would being a ghost be boring?”

He was floating in the air, wandering around, and no one knew what he was doing.

When he heard me ask, he didn’t even look at me and replied lazily, “It’s fun to deploy troops and arrange battle formations.”

Uh, isn’t this just playing house?

As the saying goes, a man remains a boy until he dies.

After falling asleep, I was sleep paralyzed again.

He was conscious but couldn’t open his eyes or move his body.

There were bursts of triumphant laughter in my ears: “The ability is overwhelming.”

6

I am clearly in my own home, but I live like a guest under someone else’s roof.

That childish male ghost, today he makes me call him male god, and tomorrow he makes me call him heart arsonist.

Later, he asked me to call him master.

There are just so many new tricks.

Even his work and rest time were strictly controlled by him.

Get up at seven in the morning to make breakfast, light fireworks and candles at half past seven, and have dinner with the ghosts.

At eight o’clock, I solemnly said goodbye to the ghost and agreed on the time to arrive home in the evening.

At seven o’clock in the evening, I cook dinner, light fireworks and candles, eat with the ghosts, and report on what happened during the day.

At nine o’clock in the evening, I went for a night run with the ghost.

I came back at ten o’clock to wash up, went to bed on time at half past ten, and was still awake at eleven o’clock, so I was suffering from sleep paralysis.

No gaming allowed.

What’s even more outrageous is that the two kittens who ate my food, drank my water but ignored me, their eyes lit up when they saw him, and they acted cute and meowed happily.

My fear of him was gradually replaced by dissatisfaction.

After enduring for nine days, I completely exploded.

On the way home from get off work, he bought a peach wood sword, a Bagua mirror, yellow talismans drawn by a roadside fortune teller, garlic, and other items to ward off evil spirits and ghosts. He also changed his mobile phone wallpaper to Zhong Kui.

As soon as I walked in, I couldn’t help but show off: “Childish boy, come out and talk.”

This time he revealed his true form on my bed, holding my Pikachu in his arms. His eyes rolled left and right, and were immediately covered with tears. His lips were pursed straight, looking innocent and aggrieved.

“Anyway, I am the unpopular brother and I am annoying my sister. You can treat me however you want.”

Damn, where did he learn that?

After feeling sick for a while, I took out my peach wood sword and chopped left and right to strengthen myself. “When are you willing to help me? Give me a definite answer. I don’t want to be blamed anymore.”

The childish ghost sniffed and lowered his eyelids: “My sister’s current attitude really hurts my brother’s heart…”

“Just be normal.”

Unable to bear it any longer, I chopped him down with my sword.

With a hissing sound, the peach wood sword hit the childish ghost’s arm, leaving a black wound.

I was stunned and felt a little heavy. I wanted to scare him, but how come I actually hurt him?

The childish ghost raised his eyes and stared at the wound, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

Strong winds blew in through the window, bringing out sighs one after another.

The seats and benches were shaking. The two kittens hid under the sofa, as if they sensed something and kept crying miserably.

“You you you…”

The hand holding the sword was shaking so much that I couldn’t lift it up, and my legs were also trembling. I overestimated myself after all.

Just when I was about to give up my dignity and beg for mercy, I didn’t expect that the sky would suddenly clear up and he would show a bright smile.

“I haven’t felt pain in a long time. It feels good. Thank you. Do you want to come again?”

I???

“Do you want to try other props? You’ve already bought them, don’t waste them.” He sat up, propped up his arms, and looked up at me from below. His eyes were clear and bright, and his face was full of eagerness to try.

I???

What bad luck, I have to deal with a masochist.

This unjust species has to continue to be treated unfairly.

After throwing everything into the trash can downstairs, I put on a flattering smile and apologized from the bottom of my heart: “I’m sorry, I was impulsive. As a young man, it’s not terrible to make mistakes. The important thing is to know how to correct them.”

He lazily picked his ears and said, “I’m very generous, don’t be nervous.”

You’ve suffered from sleep paralysis so many times, I really don’t see how you are magnanimous.

I laughed dryly twice, squatted down, and patted his legs: “Yes, yes, yes, listen to me, thank you, because of you, the four seasons are warm.”

He smiled and said nothing, even shaking his legs to my rhythm.

When it comes to my own behavior, the only word that comes to my mind is: servility.

The alarm on my cell phone rang, I took it out and saw that it was seven o’clock, and it was time for me to make dinner.

Just as I was about to get up, he suddenly called me, “Xu Xingchen, I’m tired of this life.”

I’m tired of it.

“What do you want?” I asked unhappily.

“Take me out to play.”

Taking a ghost out to play?

Seeing that I didn’t say anything, he suddenly hooked his arms around my neck and put his nose close to mine.

He wasn’t breathing, and I could hear my breathing becoming much heavier.

My heartbeat quickened as well.

“It’s a good opportunity to have fun while asking other ghosts about the person you mentioned. What do you think? Do you want to do it?”

I didn’t dare to look up at him, and said in a muffled voice, “Fuck.”

7

Ghosts cannot go out in broad daylight.

You will die if you see the sun.

After telling me all this in a serious tone, the childish guy asked to go to work with me.

I really don’t understand, isn’t this courting death?

He was very proud: “Only men who love adventure are attractive.”

“But didn’t you say you wanted to ask other ghosts for information? There are no other ghosts during the day.” I was almost crying with anger.

“There must be someone who understands me in this world, don’t worry.”

I don’t understand it even more.

But I think those passers-by who saw me under the scorching sun, holding a black umbrella that did not protect myself but instead blocked the air, would be even more confused.

The childish guy refused to take public transportation, saying he got motion sickness. That’s nonsense.

He finds the subway too crowded.

I can only walk.

Get up an hour earlier every day.

Ah, it’s so bitter.

After finally arriving at the company, I still had to get a chair and put the umbrella on it.

The umbrella was placed on the ground, and the delicate and fragile ghost refused to move.

After completing a set of processes, my colleagues looked at me as if I were mentally retarded.

In just two days, that childish guy denigrated all the males in my company, even the security guard was not spared.

“That man is so bald.”

“That man is so greasy.”

“That man is so fake.”

“That man is so ugly.”

…

I was so annoyed that I gritted my teeth at the umbrella and said, “Well, well, well, you are the only good man in the world, is that ok?”

As soon as the voice fell, the colleague in front of the desk turned his head away from the computer and asked: “What man?”

I quickly smiled and waved my hands: “I don’t know.”

The childish ghost was laughing so hard that he accidentally knocked his umbrella off his feet. The sunlight fell on him, making him look a little more transparent.

I was so scared that I quickly picked up the umbrella and covered him again.

“Alas, you were quite good to me. It’s a pity that humans and ghosts are on different paths. Otherwise, you would have a good man like me.”

Ah, he is really narcissistic to an outrageous degree.

“But these men are not worthy of you, so you must not give in,” he said again.

Even after this lesson, the childish guy still doesn’t restrain himself.

Keeps nagging in my ears.

When the sun was off, he would sneak behind other people’s necks to blow the cool air, steal his colleagues’ snacks for me to eat, and share with me the gossip he heard.

I’m almost becoming autistic and even want to quit my job. It would be best if I could live on another planet.

Finally I made it to Friday when I got off work. I felt relieved and planned to sleep till dawn for the next two days.

But unfortunately, things don’t always go as planned.

The leader announced in the company group that there will be team building on Saturday.

It’s the team building organized by the leader that I hate the most.

What kind of suffering is this in the world?

I couldn’t help but sigh to the sky.

The childish ghost patted my shoulder and pretended to be considerate: “If you have any troubles, tell me quickly and make me happy.”

…

8

When I learned about the team-building activity, I was so excited that I petted my two cats.

“For team building, wear that floral dress in your closet. Seeing you in uniform every day makes me lose all worldly desires.”

He spoke with great sincerity.

“roll.”

I really want to cut something.

The next day at noon, I hadn’t gotten enough sleep yet and I was sleep paralyzed.

Still a familiar recipe.

“Get up right now, or I’ll keep you on top of me.”

Someone whispered softly in my ear, the tone was affectionate, like words of sympathy.

After a long time, he probably realized that he was sleep paralyzed and couldn’t speak, so he let me go.

I immediately opened my eyes, gasping for breath, and my heart was beating so fast that it seemed like it would jump out of my throat at any second.

The childish ghost clenched his fists, put them under his chin, squatted beside the bed, and looked at me with concern: “My dear sister, what’s wrong with you?”

After a while, I calmed down and glared at him fiercely: “If you have the guts, why don’t you transform into a human form and crush me once?”

He covered his face with his hands and shook his shoulders exaggeratedly: “Oh, you hooligan.”

The ending sound is soft and long.

I was almost pissed off.

After getting up and washing up, I opened the closet and almost died on the spot.

All the clothes inside disappeared out of thin air. After searching the whole house, there was only one floral dress.

“Brother, do you know what a girl is?” I turned around and squeezed out a word through my back teeth.

He propped his head up and casually lay on the bed which was still warm from me. “Nonsense.”

I snorted and shook my floral dress, “Oh, then why didn’t you leave me a bra? Are you looking down on me?”

He was stunned, not knowing what he was thinking about, and his cheeks turned strangely red.

baffling.

After getting dressed, putting on makeup, and having a quick meal, I was finally ready to go out, when the childish guy suddenly grabbed my hand from behind.

“Hold hands, the sun is so bright today, I’m so scared.”

I was just about to say a few words of Chinese quintessence when I turned around and found that the childish guy had changed his clothes without me noticing.

He wore a white shirt and casual pants. The bangs that had been covering his eyes became shorter, revealing a pair of watery and clear eyes. He looked clean and sunny.

The small mole on the tip of the nose makes her look playful and cute.

I was stunned for a moment.

“Alas, he’s so handsome that only you can see him. What a waste.” He said regretfully.

The journey was too far this time, so the childish boy had to endure the hardship and take a taxi with me to the Escape Room.

With a real ghost next to me, those NPCs couldn’t arouse my emotions at all.

Until I suddenly heard the excited voice of the childish ghost in my ear: “There is a real ghost in here, I’m going to make friends.”

It succeeded so well that I was scared out of my wits, screaming like a ghost, running around in the secret room, accidentally falling down, and almost stripping an NPC’s pants off.

My colleagues and NPCs all laughed at me, which made me feel embarrassed and awkward as I was extremely uncomfortable with being the center of attention.

In comparison, it is easier to get along with ghosts.

After it was over, the childish ghost whispered in my ear, “Sorry, I saw it wrong just now. I’m the only real ghost in there.”

My fists hardened.

This ghost is going too far.

“You were pretty cute just now.”

He ignored my anger, left a word, and disappeared.

9

After the dinner, the leader arranged for singing.

The childish ghost never appeared again.

I also enjoyed the quietness and hid in a corner to catch up on my sleep.

Suddenly, my boss sent me a message: “Come out for a moment. I have something to ask you.”

What’s up?

I was discovered to be raising a ghost?

I walked out of the box nervously, but didn’t see the leader.

At this time, I received another message from my leader on my phone: “Go straight, turn, and talk in the safety passage, it’s quiet there.”

I didn’t think much about it and quickened my pace to get there.

When he arrived at the place, the leader’s tie was loose, he reeked of alcohol, and his face was full of ups and downs from smiling.

Normally, this leader treated me as an invisible person. When we met on the road, I mustered up the courage to say hello to him, but he ignored me, as if he didn’t even remember that I was his subordinate.

Why are you so enthusiastic now?

“Mr. Chen.” I suppressed my doubts and spoke politely.

After a few pleasantries, Mr. Chen got to the point and walked closer and closer to me.

“Xiao Xu, you are the one I value most in the entire department. You don’t talk much, you work efficiently, and you don’t form cliques.”

I smiled awkwardly and didn’t dare to respond, for fear that he was implying that I was unpopular and timid.

Mr. Chen’s eyes wandered over my face. After a moment, he raised his hand and put it on my shoulder: “You have been in the company since graduation. It’s time to promote you.”

“Ah?” Is it so sudden?

His hands moved slowly down my shoulders, his eyes filled with lust.

I quickly shook off his hand and turned to open the door.

He stepped in front of the door and said, “There is another good news. The headquarters will transfer me there soon. I will speak well of you in the future. Promotion and salary increase will be a piece of cake.”

I frowned and said, “Thank you, can I go now?”

He smiled more maliciously: “Why pretend to be innocent? I prefer to throw myself into someone’s arms.”

After saying that, he leaned over, pursed his thick lips and lowered his head to find my lips.

I dodged left and right, struggled constantly, and shouted for help at the top of my lungs.

But amid the deafening music outside the door, the noise we made was too small to attract anyone’s attention.

There was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, and before long, he had me forced down the stairs.

“You childish boy, save me.” I couldn’t help but shout, tears streaming down my face.

But it was of no use, the man was still unruly.

From the very beginning, I was secretly praying that the childish ghost would show up soon and save me from the dire situation. I even had an inexplicable confidence that he would definitely save me.

Now it seems that I was really stupid.

When the clothes were about to be stripped off, a small electric baton suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.

My sinking heart suddenly trembled, and I quickly grabbed it and stabbed it hard into the belly of the beast in front of me, pressing the switch. I didn’t let him go until he collapsed limply and rolled his eyes.

After standing up, I was still not satisfied, so I kicked him several times viciously.

“You’re so cruel, you deserve to be my friend.”

The voice of a childish ghost rang in my ears.

My anger grew, and I sneered at the void: “You’re here, are you bored again and want to tease me? Sorry, I’m really not in the mood to pay attention to you.”

The beast in human form lying on the ground regained some consciousness, and when he saw me talking to the air, his expression became a little frightened.

I glanced down at him and couldn’t help but kick him again.

Then he wiped away his tears, wrapped his clothes tightly, and strode away.

10

The holiday is about to end, but I still can’t think of any good way to deal with this beastly leader.

Trying to keep quiet would only help the evil, but reporting me would be without strong evidence and might even lead to retaliation.

It’s really difficult.

Compared to my upset and restlessness, the childish boy was as lively as ever, as if nothing had happened.

If I ignored him, he would amuse himself, sometimes disappearing, sometimes floating around the room.

It’s just sick.

Can’t he apologize to me, coax me, and comfort me?

Sometimes I can’t help but have this thought pop up in my mind, which makes me even more irritated.

Early Monday morning, I walked out of the house with heavy steps, and the childish guy came up to me. I thought he was going to pester me to take him to work again, so I was about to beg him to let me go and stop bothering me.

He smiled and ruffled my hair: “Come back early, I’ll wait for you at home.”

This one sentence inexplicably made the grievances in my heart burst out. Afraid that he would see me crying, I turned around quickly, picked up my bag and rushed out.

“Who cares if you wait?”

When I arrived at the company, my confused heart suddenly calmed down, and I decided that no matter what, I would expose the true face of that bastard in public.

However, before I could take any action, I received an email from headquarters.

The people above generously praised me for my wit and courage, and said that the bastard had been fired and the police had been called.

I was completely confused.

Soon, I found the reason in the sent emails.

On Saturday night, someone used my work email to send a letter of complaint to the headquarters, attached to which was the chat record of that night’s Gou Sisi asking me to go to the security passage, as well as the video recording of what he did to me.

The evidence is irrefutable.

The surveillance in the security passage was broken last time. I asked about it and the video in the email was shot with a mobile phone.

Analyzing the shooting angle, the person taking the photo was at the corner of the stairs on the upper floor.

On that day, the light at the corner of the stairs to the upper floor was always on, and if someone stood at the shooting point, there would be a shadow on the ground.

But I remember clearly that it was not there.

Unless the person taking the video… is not a human.

The corners of his lips couldn’t help but rise, and a faint warmth rose from somewhere in his heart, warming his whole body.

It turned out that he was there all that day.

But he was too much, he waited so long to do it, I almost got taken advantage of!!!

Do you want to watch a play?

11

I couldn’t wait until after get off work to see him, so I asked for leave and ran home.

As soon as I entered the door, all the words I had prepared were forgotten in an instant, and only a silly smile remained.

After a while, I calmed down a little, sat on the sofa and called the childish ghost.

After several calls, he lazily replied, “I’m here.”

The curtains in the house were drawn tightly, and the orientation was not good, so no sunlight came in. He could have been seen, but he wasn’t.

But that’s just right, it makes it easier for me to express myself.

“Thank you for helping me, childish boy. Without you, this matter would not have been resolved so smoothly.

“My life has always been quite boring, including me as a person. There was once a boy who briefly amazed my life, and you are the second one.

“You look a lot like him, handsome and sick.

“Can we be friends?”

Suddenly, I heard a crisp sound of iron falling to the ground behind me. I turned around excitedly, but I choked before I could even utter the word “childish ghost”.

My mother stood at the kitchen door, wearing an apron, her expression first one of horror and then of heartache.

“Who are you talking to?” she asked cautiously. “Are you still taking those medicines?”

The wound was torn open without warning, and I jumped up from the sofa like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and replied with a trembling voice: “Mom, why are you here?”

She burst into tears: “How come it got worse again? Why?”

I thought of something and kept pacing around the room: “You childish boy, say something to my mom.

“It would be good if you could make some noise.

“Please.”

But for some reason, the childish ghost never responded.

No matter how I explained the existence of the childish ghost, my mother still forcibly took me to the hospital and went straight to the psychiatric department.

My mother obviously knew more about my illness than I did and described my condition in great detail.

I was listening from the side, and my heart felt like it was being kneaded repeatedly by a pair of large hands.

“Is the male ghost you see now the boy from that year?” asked the doctor.

I shook my head decisively: “No, they are not the same person.”

The doctor gave me a suspicious look and said, “Be honest with the doctor.”

I frowned in displeasure: “They are indeed not the same person.”

He thought that I was trying to conceal my illness and deliberately refused to admit that the trigger from that year had recurred, so he suspected that I was not being honest enough.

But it’s definitely not the same person.

I like Song Liang so much, I would definitely recognize him.

The final diagnosis was the same as when I was twenty: “schizophrenia.”

These five words denied the existence of the childish ghost, denied my long-lost joy and emotion, and even denied my dignity and personality.

My mother cried so hard that she was out of breath, but I was so trapped in confusion and helplessness that I couldn’t reveal even a single emotion.

I stood blankly in the hospital corridor, looking at the bitter faces around me.

12

My mother stayed with me for a week.

Because Childish Ghost changed my daily routine, I go to bed early and get up early every day.

The mental state is very good.

She seldom praises me.

I wanted to explain to her that it was all that childish guy’s fault.

But I dare not mention it.

Because these days, the childish ghost has never appeared once.

Traces of his existence can be seen everywhere in life, but there is no way to prove his existence.

When I said goodbye to my mother at the station, she looked at me with a sad look in her eyes: “Xingchen, you should let it go. We didn’t dare to mention his name these years, but mom knows that you can’t forget him.”

The boy my mother was talking about was Song Liang.

He was my favorite boy when I was a teenager.

At that time, I often hid behind the crowd in the gymnasium and peeked at him sweating on the court.

Watching him and his friends laughing and playing from afar, I couldn’t help but laugh along.

I would sneak into his space again and again, then delete all traces properly, and try to find out bits and pieces about him from various channels.

Many people say that secret love is bitter, but I think it is sweet.

Seeing him, brushing shoulders with him, occasional conversations, deliberate encounters, etc., all make me look forward to the sunrise every day and miss the sunset every night.

Especially as I grow older and gain more experience, I feel more and more that having loved someone wholeheartedly is a very proud thing.

“The psychiatrist suggests that you start dating.” My mother looked at me expectantly, “I’ve already found a date. Why don’t you go meet him? He’s very handsome.”

These days, she has been urging me to fall in love whenever she gets the chance, and my ears are almost callused from hearing her.

I sighed deeply and said, “Let’s talk about it later. You should go home first. My dad has never been away from you for so long. Be careful that he doesn’t blow up the house.”

When I got home from the station, I changed my previous energetic state, took three days off, and started to play badly.

Dealing with elders and not making them worry is too exhausting. I need to rest well.

At night, I studied my own cases and thought about ways to catch ghosts.

Thinking that the childish ghost wouldn’t show up, I took the initiative to subdue him.

Suddenly, the lights in the house flickered and there was a person beside the bed.

It’s a childish ghost.

He was wearing black clothes and black pants, and his entire face seemed to be shrouded in darkness, making it difficult to discern his expression.

I didn’t dare to speak, afraid that all this was my imagination. My eyes were filled with tears, but I didn’t dare let them fall easily.

“Since you miss me so much, I’ll give you a surprise.”

He came closer and ruffled the top of my hair as usual.

I was bewitched by the gleam in his eyes and nodded blankly.

The five words “schizophrenia” on the medical record lay on the ground, trampled by me.

I wanted so badly to believe he was real.

As I walked out of the community, a cold wind blew towards me, the bright moon was covered by dark clouds, and the sky was dim.

I looked at the void around me, feeling extremely uneasy: “Are you still there?”

A voice sounded beside me, and my right hand was wrapped by an invisible hand: “I’m here.”

My heart instantly calmed down, and I followed him towards the wetland park in the south with great anticipation.

After entering a wooded area, I went crazy.

Green ghost lights were floating everywhere, and the cold wind was blowing through the woods, making rustling sounds.

My first reaction was to run, but the childish ghost grabbed me and revealed his true form.

“Why are you running?”

I was so horrified that I could not speak.

He then asked, “Isn’t it romantic?”

“Is this romantic?” I don’t understand.

He hesitated, “Well, why not?”

“It’s hard to find fireflies in the city, so I can only use will-o’-the-wisp instead. The effect is almost the same. Am I smart?”

I closed my eyes, calmed myself down, and then blurted out a long paragraph of words that were heavily inspired by my mother.

The childish ghost swayed, then pounced on me, pressed me against the tree, and covered my mouth with his hands.

Being so close, the panic in his eyes was clearly visible.

“Don’t scold me, or I’ll be driven away.”

There seems to be an old saying that “ghosts are afraid of evil people.”

Is he such an easy guy to deal with?

When our eyes met, his gaze unconsciously became deep and affectionate, as if there was a trace of ambiguity invisibly pulling us closer and closer.

Just as our lips were about to touch, I accidentally stepped on a branch.

A crisp creaking sound woke me up.

We both separated in panic and looked around like thieves.

After a while, he laughed out loud: “Even as a ghost, I am still quite charming.”

Just when I was about to scold him for being sick, he stopped smiling and immediately regained his composure: “At least, I can make your heart beat again, even if it’s only for a short time.”

I subconsciously retorted: “Who’s moved?”

He held my hand and leaned against the tree next to us: “Once there was a girl who wrote me a love letter and asked me to go see fireflies, but I broke the promise.

“Today, I will reluctantly keep the appointment. If there is an afterlife, I will definitely catch a hundred fireflies and give them to her.”

I was confused and seemed to understand but not quite.

He lowered his eyelashes and laughed at himself: “She lied to me.”

I asked curiously, “What did I lie to you about?”

“She said she would love me forever.” he whispered.

As he spoke, he raised his head and said bitterly, “But now, she has even forgotten what I look like.

“It’s a pity that even as a ghost I would remain a virgin for her.”

13

Five years ago, I ran across two intersections to catch up with the boy riding a bicycle in front of me.

Sent the first love letter in life.

I endured the weekend anxiously, and on my way to school on Monday, I witnessed the boy being run over by an unlicensed car.

I ran over desperately to save him and got blood splattered all over my legs.

From then on, that pool of blood and flesh became my nightmare.

I miss Song Liang all the time, and I am afraid of Song Liang all the time.

In the repeated tug-of-war between these two extremes, I often do things that ordinary people cannot understand.

For example, direct and act out some plots by yourself, and talk to yourself about some dialogues.

It was also at that time that I was first diagnosed with schizophrenia.

The psychologist pried into my secrets and asked my family to erase all traces of Song Liang and youth from my life.

I hate him so much.

The only way I can resist is to pretend that everything is normal and never give him the chance to hurt my precious past.

“I have endured it again and again, but I still want to tell you, Song Liang, I like you.”

When the childish ghost finished reading the love letter for the third time, I finally let out my anger and burst into tears.

It was as if after going around in circles, hiding, I finally found the courage to cry at this moment.

For the past five years, I have been fighting against time, constantly reminding myself that I love Song Liang.

Xu Xingchen’s favorite boy is Song Liang.

But I never expected that one day, he would stand in front of me and I would not recognize him.

Perhaps it is a person’s own protection mechanism, deliberately forgetting the source of pain.

Or maybe it’s just like the lyrics: There are so many regrets and conceited thoughts, but only time is unstoppable.

“Little fool, I came here to make up for your regret with my regret.” He rubbed my hair again, as if it had become a habit.

I sobbed and stopped crying, and kept apologizing: “I’m sorry, I didn’t keep my promise, I forgot about you, I’m sorry.”

“I had resentment at first, and almost became a great resentful ghost, but later I figured it out. The living will always suffer more than the dead. Thank you for your hard work over the years.”

He hugged me gently, and his voice was like a whisper, which made me feel unreal.

Looking at the ghost lights all over the forest, I am not afraid at all.

On the contrary, I am extremely happy.

Lost and found, a false alarm, all these good things happened tonight.

I cried and laughed, calling Song Liang’s name over and over again, trying to make up for what I had lost in the past.

But I was only happy for four hours.

Song Liang clearly offered to watch the sunrise with me, saying that there was hope for the future, but he disappeared in the wind before sunrise.

Only one letter remained.

The style is exactly the same as the love letter I gave him that year, white envelope and pink stationery.

The handwriting is neat and elegant, and every stroke is written with care.

“Lovely and beautiful Xu Xingchen:

Good news!

It’s been a long time since I received your love letter. I’m sorry that I’m replying to you only now.

I like you, thank you for liking me too.

In the corner where I can’t see, you are paying attention to me so seriously and carefully.

But in fact, I am smart and I have already noticed the clues.

You would be distracted and look at me during class. When I was playing basketball, you would pull your roommates to help me and hide in the crowd and call my name.

Please save a seat for me one hour in advance for the public class.

I was guarding my takeaway food at the school gate, afraid that it would be stolen.

Another time, it was raining heavily and I didn’t bring an umbrella, so I was trapped in the classroom. You, little fool, secretly left the umbrella for me, and then sent me a text message asking me to bring it to you tomorrow.

I noticed that time you blew your nose for eleven days.

I quite like to see the little pitiful boy with red nose.

I have been refusing to reincarnate, and have been looking for you in circles.

I finally found you, but a few days ago, when I was dressing up as a ghost, oh no, I was the ghost, and went to scare that wretched man not to take revenge on you, I was badly hurt by the Feng Shui decorations in his house.

Alas, I was smart all my life but was foolish for a moment. I almost lost my soul. I took care of it for many days before I could barely maintain my ghost body.

But that wretched man was so scared by me that he probably won’t dare to do anything bad again in his life.

Don’t think too much, my departure is inevitable. Even if this hadn’t happened, I would have left soon.

My obsession has been resolved, my knot in my heart has been untied, and there is no way for me to stay in this world any longer.

I know you’ve been looking for me, wanting to make sure I’m real.

So, I wrote this letter to give you the most accurate answer.

The spider you saw in the video before was not a game I played out of boredom. Didn’t you realize that you haven’t been bitten by a mosquito for a long time because of your mosquito-attracting physique?

Little fool.

I am a warm man.

I have also done some ideological work for your kittens. Next time you call them, they will definitely ignore you.

At least I can see you.

Ha ha!

Also, don’t stay up late, maintain the living habits I have cultivated for you, and stay healthy, safe, and live a long life.

No one knows better than me how precious life is.

I regret that our story started so late, and even more regrettable that it ended so soon.

But ah, Xu Xingchen.

There is perfection between us.

You have to look forward.

In the next life, punish me for being afraid of you, loving you, and unable to leave you. “

The signature is, your boy, Song Liang.

Time is fleeting and the years are fragrant.

Song Liang.

I don’t regret liking you.

Thank you.

Make up for my regrets with your regrets.

End my worries with your answer.

Today is a sunny day, and it is a good day again.

The breeze blew through the grass and trees, shaking off the old dust.

– over –