Aoba Office

My chaotic brain was more or less awake now.

Although I am still unable to fully understand my own emotions, Lei Yinyin's, and Huashan's emotions in the dream, and I cannot confirm who the hatred and murderous intention that sometimes pop up belong to and who they are directed at. But I have some understanding.

This understanding is nothing new.

Gu Mo has long told me, even warned me, that I will turn into some kind of evil ghost after death.

This experience just made my originally dazed mind recognize this reality and admit it.

I will not become another Ruan Yuxia, or perhaps, I will not become another Lei Yinyin, and become another Huashan after death, but I will definitely become a ghost after death, and I will kill those who make me angry and resentful. .

I will most likely turn into one of those skinned female ghosts, and I will continue to look for my enemies for a long time, and even look for the reincarnation of my enemies without giving up.

But I don't know how long I can keep doing that.

Halfway through, I may have become a "Huashan", with no scruples and no bottom line as a human being. I will kill anyone I see that I don't like. If I get the urge, I will kill someone without hesitation.

I don't want it to be like that, but the possibility of this and that is real.

I stared at the empty sofa opposite.

I think Ye Qing should be a ghost like a female ghost. He was still insisting, but there was a slight wavering. These waverings will be quickly suppressed by himself. He didn't lose control. Probably, and will never completely lose control.

He will not become "Huashan", nor will he change from "Ye Qing" to "Qing Ye".

He may become cruel and cruel, but he will not forget his obsession and will not give up that obsession.

However, I still want to hear Ye Qing's answer.

I heard Ye Qing say something from his own mouth.

I don't know why I had such an idea.

Maybe I was shaken by myself, and after seeing my fragile heart, I was hit hard, and wanted to see what kind of decisions a person with a strong heart would make. I want to find a support for myself.

This is not some kind of goal, nor is it an existence that I admire, admire, or want to pursue. I know that I cannot become someone like Ye Qing, and I have no intention of doing so.

At this moment, my thoughts and those of the others in Aoba should be the same.

I wish someone told me that there is hope for the future.

I hope someone can reassure me that even if I go to an unbearable situation, there is someone who will continue to persevere and ensure that something terrible will not happen.

For a moment, I wanted to ask Ye Qing to promise me that if one day I died, turned into a ghost, and got out of control, Ye Qing could kill me directly. Even if it means completely wiping out my soul and eating me, I will be happy.

After all, I am still afraid that I will become a ghost like "Huashan".

The horror of "Huashan" is not the indiscriminate killing, but that during that time, Huashan forgot Lei Yinyin and the parents she originally loved.

What’s even more frightening is that when my soul was affected, I was only slightly touched when I saw Ximen Wenhao’s children.

I forgot my sister...I forgot my parents...

I feel intimidated by this.

I don't want to see my sister and parents cry for me, and I'm even more afraid that they will die for me.

When the time comes, I hope someone can stop me and kill that "me".

This is irresponsible and cruel.

I didn't say anything to Ye Qing, I only asked the first question.

There was no movement on the sofa opposite.

I waited patiently. Before I came, I was prepared to spend a long time here.

Time passed by minute by minute, but in the silent office, it was difficult to feel the passage of time.

I don’t know how long it took before I heard a footsteps.

The footsteps came not in front of me, but from behind me.

The footsteps seemed to follow the rhythm of my heartbeat and breathing, approaching from the end of the deep corridor one by one.

I felt a cool breeze blowing past me.

It wasn't really a wind, but a figure walking by, causing the air to flow.

I felt that familiar Yin Qi flowing.

squeak--

The old and damaged sofa groaned, and a dent appeared.

I sat upright without moving my body, nor did my eyes move.

Bang!

Something flashed before my eyes, and then there was a pain in my forehead.

I could no longer maintain an upright sitting position, so I covered my forehead and looked down at what had fallen on me.

My forehead burned with pain. The place where I was hit by a hard metal object seemed to be the place where I collided with my sister that morning. The head collision in the morning was not serious. Now I touched my forehead and found that it was really swollen.

That blow just now was not light at all.

I blinked and looked at the thing lying on my lap, put down the hand covering my forehead, and pinched the thing.

lighter……

My mind was drawn back to the night when I burned my kimono.

What happened that night was so incredible to me that I was in a trance. The kimono was burned, and the old witch died. I remember... the lighter disappeared with the kimono.

I didn't think deeply about it. At that time, I didn't dare to stay in the office for a long time.

I held the lighter.

Ye Qing said, don’t take things given by ghosts.

He warned me so himself. He also appeared to be out of control.

I looked up at the sofa opposite.

This is the answer Ye Qing gave me.

I tightened my grip on the lighter in my hand a few more times.

"I understand." I sat up straight and said instead of mentioning the matter, "A lot of things have happened recently, and Wu Ling told me a lot of things..."

I said whatever came to my mind.

Because I haven’t told Ye Qing about these supernatural events for a long time, and I haven’t asked Ye Qing for help, I have forgotten why I talked to Ye Qing last time.

What about Chen Xiaoqiu? The bear thing?

It seems to be that one.

I'm not sure.

I was here on a rainy night and saved Wu Ling, but I didn't have much communication with Ye Qing at that time.

So, whatever comes to mind, I say.

I don't know why. It seemed to be in response to Ye Qing's answer to me.

I seemed to have let go of a layer of grudge in my heart, and the things I had always thought about in the past about utilization and cooperation suddenly disappeared.

I just wanted to find someone to review these things with.

Ye Qing is a very suitable candidate. I also want to know what Ye Qing thinks about God.

Wu Ling actually had no opinion on this. She had no solution and no intention of delving into it.

The sky has changed, and as humans, we can only adapt.

I subconsciously felt that Ye Qing was not like that. He was never prepared to adapt to the willfulness of this crazy God. He follows certain rules, but follows them in order to better break them.

I talked for a long time, mixing in some of my own shallow opinions. But actually, my opinion is doubtful.

I don't know what touched God's fragile nerves and made him go crazy again and again.

Something new?

Or... changes in human beings themselves?

I slowly fell into thinking and stopped talking.

"Ah……"

I looked at the sofa opposite.

This sound didn't seem to be completely sarcastic.

I'm a little unsure.

"You're not too idiotic. It's rare to hit someone by mistake."

Ye Qing spoke for the first time since he entered the office.

His voice didn't change much, but his tone was obviously a little more relaxed.